Longing

Prone. Invited, enticed, predilection, propensity, Romanticized, lured, revealed, constrained, imprisoned, captured, wanton, incognizant, damaged, seduced, deceived, barren, hopeless. The sick and the dying surround. Moans of grandeur, doom and lust for one drop, pinch, pill, puff, MORE. A dollar, now they want a twenty. Entitled. Frozen in time thinking oneself right with a handful of hair and a Satchel of theft in the left. They do not wish to hear none the less comply to some set of morals for beliefs gone bye.

Half nelson, choke-hold, smoldering eyes of cancer, remorseless, guileless, guiltless, shameless, proud to the bones and dryness, dead to the living and alive to nevermore. Well-formed sentences of hate and torture, without an ounce of love nor understanding therein. They wish us the long dark winter of pestilence and petrification. Sound sleep in the silence of no regret, freed of living the bring about more death, destruction, plunder and betrayal. Praying for sundown to dim the perception and set the stage for plunder.

Folks, love should not be signal to answer the expectations you’ve built in secret, but the answer to the question of why, where, when, who and how. I am not the promise of God’s hope and provision but the encouraging voice of reason and reply. The Word when heard calls to faith, when it is shaken, taken, inspected and absorbed through listening/memory it provides answers to all the questions that this temporary set of hungers are bereft in response. I cannot make anyone do anything even if it is the best thing for them. However, many will be called and few will be chosen or respond with intention and sufficient urgency.

Please do not follow me to tower or mountain. For that is a dungeon awaiting both of us. This is about freedom from the passions, promotions and promises offered in buttered rhetoric. Have you truly ever taken in breath that is free of expectation or burden. Pushing plow for who and how when the yoke was meant by the Prince to be light and filled in abundance. We are the roses and seeds of garden yet planted. A place of clear gold and transparent waters flowing beneath and everlasting throne of hope and peace. Now is the only time I have for this decision and the subsequent behavior or being reviewed by witch and maker. To hinder or help. Let us show him obedience and receive that wonderful protection, provision and promised purpose given only to the children of the King.

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  1. I have not even read yet messages. So many things happening. Received calls from everyone. Not to be all that. Need guidance

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