Our Father the Gardener and His Son, Keeper of His Flock. We are the Body of Christ, our Head Feeds us our DAILY Bread from God the Mind, the Creator OF ALL things Living and dead.
BREATH. JUST BREATH BY God Given Faith. WHEN I Awake, I FIND He SAVED me a Place at HIS Breakfast Table. Called to Receive from Him, my Portion, Daily Rations. The Wonderful Talbe-OF-His Thought. Fasting from ALL other minds, teachers, but God. He IS my Father, I am found IN the Body of Christ. He IS WITH me, GUARDING my soul its mind, its heart. He supplies my spiritual and physical needs to EXIST here NOW, and AFTER NOW ALWAYS, He IS WITH me.
My Father and His Living Example of Living the Truth, Reals the Presence, Substance of Power, that Keeps, Holds this soul to Stand without falling for any OTHER. The Good Shepherd Guides His Flock through the wilderness of TIME, It is the LIVING Truth that Promises He will NEVER leave me alone behind in the darkness. I Believe Christ the Thoughts of God. NOT EVEN a single thought of darkness SHALL NOT ENTER to CONTAMINATE His Body, the Kingdom of God.
His Presence my CERTAINTY, my Evidence, my Mark of Truth, my Hope within me. Search me, Rule me, Help, Guide me. God Life, His very LIVING Word that flows from His Presence, Seated upon His Throne in me. The Goodness of God, to MAKE, CAUSE me to Know the CERTAINTY OF Truth. To Answer word, Bread of God on my tongue.
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