Thank you for peace, Lord. It covers, permeates and protects my sound mind from the panicking current of this world. Without there is war for thought and mind’s deep breath. what resounding joy to incline my heart’s ear to your calm.

I ask forgiveness from those with whom I have struggled in envy, distrust or misunderstanding. God help me when I’ve passed the threshold of anger and remorse. I am absolutely sorry to having continued in experiment or folly outside of God’s parameters.

The path is revealed as the current wends and winds toward the low points of the world. Much of which we thought we were certain has been proven ill devised.

Love is not performance measure. It lay outside of judgment. By nature those of us still on Earth are imperfect, thus we remain at shaping hand of conviction, water and time’s shaping seconds. Family is agreement to face it together.

I would have traveled with you meeting the dropping sands of time, but you chose otherwise, I pray that the Pastor to whom Gods leads meets worthiness of commitment as family. For unloving pursuit of performance criteria will never fulfill true love.

As water only knows two things; slope & container, meandering is of little consequence. Forget the outstretched arms of clocks and prism’s relegated to the recesses of mind for it will take how long it takes. The greatest decision is always your traveling partners.