Hard to Do
I was on a roll.
I lost momentum. Zapped of my energy. Hard to do! What? Stop, look, listen, and hear what I am supposed to do next.
If I could laugh,
I would. Nothing is funny. The world is suffering. So many lives are lost every day. The love that once was, is now, and forever, at In Presence of Spirit.com. All my conversations with the Lord, shared, not hoarded.
Even though it took me fifteen years to put it on the Internet, I have been online since October 2011, not publishing to my heart’s desire because there were bumps in the road.
I think five hundred and forty-one posts is big.
It can get bigger. I am going through the leftover pages again and throwing away what is not essential.
No one will know what to do with my writings when I pass on. I hope they do not get thrown away. I guess I need to publish them fast before my death; no one is going to do it after I am gone.
I know this is morbid to write. I do have ailments that put me over the limits. Down here in deep South Texas, the virus is spreading, fifteen miles from the border.
I cannot put this situation in a man’s hand. The only one who can do anything about this is through the love of God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit.
Lord, I pray to You in Jesus Christ’s name, bring down the Holy Spirit through and through. Bring light to the brokenhearted. Bring love to a oneness of truth that is through the only begotten Son.
To show the way out of the wilderness. Bring them into the light of the ever-presence of the Holy Spirit. Bring healing waters of enlightenment to the world united, one in spirit, one in the Lord.
You know, I have given all of this to the Lord. All the writings on 6hr.ca8.myftpupload.com belong to the one and only ruler of our soul, shared with anyone who wants to read it.
This is a freehand I have not done in a long time. I missed the last two days. I could not force myself to publish. 25,442 views as of this morning. When I publish, the site gets more views.
They do not come to the site much; they just get it where it goes, lightning speed. So great. Maybe I am overboard with my photos. From night blindness to my first camera with a flash was fascinating. I enjoyed it.
Nothing is the same since my son’s passing. Well, all I can say is, won’t you please have your conversations with the Lord, to the Christ Spirit within us all? Wendy