The spell of imagination cast over those dead to Reality. God who IS BEYOND the imaginations of souls captive to time of darkness. Awaken Body of Christ, Kiss the Lips of Truth AND Rise to Walk Holding His Hand, Leaning upon Him, ALL the Way Home. The LAST Harvest of Living souls SHALL See with the First Harvest, AS ONE the Wonder the Kingdom Prepared FOR THE Bride.
ANTICIPATION, IS MAKING me Still, Quiet, at the Feet of Truth. The earthly worms by Faith become Bride of Beauty with Wings of Dove. To die, exit the temporary flesh, IS TO Live, BE Alive IN Christ. IF you DO Believe, Say I DO.
I do not KNOW HOW we Live as ONE Body, Bride, but I BELIEVE God. I BELIEVE without seeing, touching the Garment of Christ first. I JUST believe in the Will POWER OF God.
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