retired literature and writing professor; I write spiritual, meditative, and prayerful blogs. My life is devoted to prayer and healing prayer for all I meet.
My weakness, God’s power I look; l search; I learn. God teaches me to listen. . . my inner voice speaks golden riches, for it is His forthcoming through my heart! Speaking Love to the world to the wellbeing of all.
We are bold to be together; God champions each of us; Together we are undefeated; Brothers, sisters, those fleeing inhuman living conditions where leaders stonewall God.
All are welcome in this house. . . the migrant escaping violence. . . the weary traveler seeking rest. . . the stranger who knocks on the door. We are all worthy in God’s eyes. Being on speaking terms is great practice –
I am but a wee breath of air blended with the mild breeze that gently tingles the small hairs on your forearms. Beloved one, it is I, God breathing life into you.
I gave life to you in Eden with the same breeze you now feel I gave you control of my creation Yet you lost trust in my benevolence, my love.
Look at my clouds, great symbols of trust and prosperity, bringing water and wealth! For you, my beloved relax, think of clouds as good; I made them for You.
I am lost. . . I have fallen! My sense of life is tragic; the prophets tell me to talk about it, show my astonishment, pay attention to God’s Salvation, get back up. . . pursue a life of character, work with God’s helping hand to gain inspiration and integrity. . . and be lost no more.
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