It seems there is no answer, O my Father—O Father of mine? All day long I have wandered all over the Internet looking for ways for me to reach Your children all in vain. No matter the approach, Your children remain oblivious to my cry for their response. My heart breaks. Such an excruciating pain. To reach out all in vain.
Even so, I cannot despair. You will my heart repair. The devil rants that You don’t care. My soul? Resting underneath Your everlasting arms. Singing praises unto You with much flair, my soul for You waits. My soul in You hopes and rests. Truth shall prevail. It will never fail.
The steps of a good man are directed and established by my Master—my Beloved Yahuweh/Yahushua when He delights in his way and He busies Himself with his every step. Though he falls, he shall not be utterly cast down, for my Master—my Beloved Yahuweh/ Yahushua grasps his hand in support and upholds him.
Hahaha! HalleluYah! Satan had me bound but Yahuwah/Yahushua set me free! That’s not a spree not a figment of my imagination. That’s the reality of living in my Father’s habitation!
Father/Creator, love, Pondering, The Truth to Set One Free!