I am not done this has just begun says the One who can make that statement without doubt or equivocation. I am going to make you a man who when looking in the mirror sees Me not himself, his works, his treasure or his ambitious self reign. I am never going to leave you though sometimes you do awful things forgetting that I am there with you always.

What do you do with real power, fight it, seek destruction, escape or an alternate route? Certainly that opportunity lay before you and mistaken in the outcomes or drunk with the power of that choice you believe that an open road to intention stands before you. Or, you may respect sovereign authority understanding your tiny perspective and be thankful in surrender and obedience out of loving respect.

I thought myself eternal or worse I accepted this short life and tried to compete with all men who had gone before to see how history judged me against them. Their achievements, my conquests, the world’s pitiful call to turn a road meant for decision and choice into all that life may offer. Even though we all know deep inside when viewing this world that there is something so much larger at play.

In my supreme indifference, self righteous misunderstanding and outright contempt for things holy and supreme I counseled myself from the well of my own foolishness. With myself as authority, my heart the source of darkness and my own unbridled ambition I told myself all manner of deceptive parlay.

You and cannot arrive somewhere that is not accessible from the point of embarkation. We launched on the wrong track, in dark vehicle, world’s away from the origin and destination we thought possible. We followed the wrong self written rules, with darkened heart and unforgiven reprobate understanding never even pondering that we had been rationally welcomed on the train to eternal sadness and disrepair.

There was no way from here to there. Disrespect was the natural outcome of our descent, walking downward in wandering spiral never once thinking of the mountains we could not see or the magic we sought to counter. Hypnotized by our own vainly imaginary contemplation. We hat never lost hope that we never possessed to begin this journey. We were operating on wishes, not prayers, scripts not inerrant Truth, in disobedience and deception we missed the light of the world and chose our own darkness and reflection.

I you trust me I will show you the mysteries you never pondered, the places you never knew in your meager understanding and the character that surpasses mankind’s temporary contemplation. If you will serve my will I will not not only heal that which befell you I will defer the destiny you were intent on providing and adopt you into an inheritance beyond your imagination. For I am and with me you too will always be.