His Presence. SO MANY denominations, so many talking heads. Then I sat down GOT STILL. And Thirsty for Rain, I Lord OPENED a Well within to QUENCH the thirst of my soul. The Spirit of Christ, Truth WAS ALWAYS BUT A Thought away. The Thoughts of Truth, ARE Saving, Shall Preserve this SOUL, RESTORE TO God what was LOST for A time, hour of darkness of NIGHT.
Pray for this generation taken hostage to BUSYNESS UNABLE TO BE Still. The darker the time, the Brighter, the Easier the Power of God IS Seen. EVERY thing Serves God His Purpose. Like Samson we TAKEN prisoner, blinded, weak, NAKED, AND God, Blessed God, GIVES His Body the Power to bring down upon the heads of enemy their own kingdom. Holy Meditation. The Head in Dominion over His Body, Bride. EVERY day of time is a time to Rise, Walk and REMAIN IN Light.
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