May pain, loss and great tests be turned to power and endurance in Christ Jesus. There is more than enough Love in God’s promises to reward the faithful. Yes, men are meant to reside together, especially those of the Body in Love so outrageous that the world is amazed. I have neither practiced nor maintained this love and am delinquent in offering radical love to the body of Christ. Forgive me, hold me to account and understand that I neither demand love nor deserve it but hope that you show God love in obedience by perhaps loving this unlovable man.

Once again I followed spirit and this wounded heart is stronger for the attempt and loss. I would rather fail bigly than escape the pain by being a coward on the sideline of the game in which I may find the words to speak in front of Jesus. Thank you all for offering and removing the promise of love. The only way for me to become joyful in the midst of trials is to face those trials that are both rewarding and painful. Sorry, that this one didn’t turn out in the previous category but I sure and grateful for the growth opportunity.

Thank you Holy Spirit for tolerating me long enough to let me see the light of my current failure. Thank you for using it for some unknown or yet seen good. I wish could have given you a certain win and once again sorry for making you change my mistakes to wine from the putrid water I distributed. This is the greatest day of my life, having lost once again something precious and feeling the commensurate pain I often expect will never come. Lord may the next time be my first opportunity to achieve something for you in righteousness, doing the will of God in Heaven.

May Hope attack you today. May faith be the language you hear and the Word upon your tongue. Find grace, mercy and peace in the challenge I’ve provided. Do right where I have achieved nothing but wrong. For you are the King. May this be the time of my humble servitude for your Glory. May your mighty name be praised in every corner of the world. May Your story be read every day to every child and cherished by the poor and wealthy alike. May dreams be the thing of Hope in your Return. Praise Your Holy Name. My King.