There is a Presence in the Mind of Christ, my Head. A Voice, Thoughts I cannot Live without.

 When Gathered IN TIME unto Christ, We BECOME ONE Body, and by FAITH we Rise as ONE.  O this BELOVED Mystery that is God who Revealse His Presence, Thoughts to His Children. Father I Preay Thy Will not my human will BE DONE NOW and PERPETUALLY.  You ARE God, Your Know EXATLY the Dormant Seed, Christ Rests.  Pour out the Living Waters, NOW in this time of darkness.  Raise your dead Alive in Union with Holy Seed and Living Waters.

ASK He who Fills His Cups to OVERFLOWING. Declarations OF LOsy, envy, hate.  We ARE THE Children of Thunder, JUST BEFOREA THE Rain POURS DOWN.  They seek a sign BEFORE flesh will believe, But Body BELIEVES AND therefore Sees.  We are not robbers, servants of death, we ARE the Body of Children, those looking FORWARD TO the Reign of God our Father, AS King.  King of the LIVING not the dead.