Believers, Gathered IN TIME, TO Rest IN Christ, His Body, His Church Rises AS ONE from Time TO STAND FOEVER UNAFALLEN. The Sound of Wind, Life, MARCHING through the Braches of Tree of Life, ALL His Fruit, READY FOR Harvest unto God.
The flesh of TIME, THEIR drug habit? The thoughts of imagination. Slaves to flesh and blood, time.
Giving the mind, heart, temporary life of SOUL, TO flesh, things flesh VOID OF Life, desire. There is NEVER enough. ONLY God His Presence IN TIME Satisfies the Children of Reality.
WHAT IS Truth? Truth the Life, Thoughts, Actions of the Body, Church OF Christ. We ARE NOT God, Spirit, the ONLY Good Sel-Existing Reality. The trees of death are moved by AIR, winds OF TIME.
Blessed the Tribe, Body OF Christ, He OUR Head Fixed on Mind, Thoughts, Works that ARE the Presence OF God. AS Christ Thought BY Spirit, Received BY Spirit, Walked, Talked, Lived, SO NOW His Body, Church NOW Walks Rising from time in the VERY Thought, Steps of Life.
I KNOW WHAT fallen flesh is, does, thinks, says, denies, then dies of UNBELIEF. NOW be of Still Mind, Speak the Truth, Power of God, His Presence on earth. The children of flesh time LOVE PRETENSE, they NEVER MATURE. Bitter fruit of time. BY the Sweet Spirit of Peace, we ARE Acceptable to God, Spirit His Mouth.
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