Leaning in, body, mind and soul to the Lord’s embrace. Taking nothing with me but His surpassing peace. Power-filled. Moments to consider all the things we’ve left aside.

So wide the gap that the twain man eclipsed. Far enough to see the dawn of tomorrow’s great perspective promise. Glorified, in faith. Left to overcome all worldly obstacle.

Tracing the outline where sky meets Earth. Searching for answers in His scribbles in the sand. Demanding nothing but resolute that provision protects. Awaiting prayerful response.

They shall be returned to innocence. Something beyond the redemptive achievement of self. Walking into the council of God. Familiar. Contrite, walking with a Spirit of seal and promise.

Today and each day of this calling I shall fear no man or angel. Knowing that the Lord has rebuked those who have trespassed His command. Seeking Dominion is not a worthy road.

Forgotten predictions. Reliant upon the stronger voice of prophetic reason. Dancing to songs yet released to the ears and heart of man. Written before the twilight of time.

Freed. Transformed, not to escape the judgment of God, but to find peaceful understanding and perspective nature. These are not the battles meant for the hand of man, but for God.

What leaning wind ushers me forward? What gates or checkpoints shall challenge or define His authority within? This straight path gathers my feet, bidding me onward to certain times.

In priestly promise I welcome those of growing faith. To find their hope, comfort and challenges hand in hand with God. Knowing in prayer that the Divine providence remains our single Truth. Singularity, God’s only begotten Son.