All Power lost they will go. Oh, do Lord send me those who do not crave my restraint or Dominion. Thank you for their departure for I will never surrender to anyone but you ever again. Even saying that Lord I must acknowledge my cry for you to support that courage in the moments when even Love or the reasonable facsimile is again used to sway my vow.
Isn’t it a desperate ideal that this world may still coax us to allegiance to the sparkling and swirling promise of carnal achievement. It has to hurt. That is the only way to escape being enslaved by the pretty things of mind and the Quest to find this temporary life rewarding. For their is nothing further from the truth than the deceptive promises of dreams, dreams of escaping the pains of youth.
Strength is only found in retreat, ever pushing forward after conquest is a self fulfilling lie. Truth may not be mastered only accepted as it is revealed and used as guiding comparison of discerning hope of all that is experienced thenceforth. May I walk away from the spicy or sugary regard of child hood. Being alone though never pleasant is where I met the Savior.
May He provide those who know true love and are not stuck in the offering of falsehood. Those who truly love never leave, as they never left Paul even when he was doomed to execution by Empire. I must regard and suspect that same end in not giving or surrendering to the agents of untruth, the Children of Disobedience for they cannot know the Truth.
I pray for them as their quest is truly an abomination an idea I learned from Stephen. They try and dedicate themselves to mastering the trail without ascension. Caught in the loop of their own desire to achieve greatness, a quest that may only end in misery without surrender of self. Lord may I eschew the things of me and mine, accepting that which is found in You.