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In remembrance of Me (Christ Jesus, Isa, son of Miriam).
'Be merciful, as your Master (Lord) is merciful.' - Isa, Jesus, son of Mary
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<div id="after-truth-what-is-left">
<p>A-mong the stables /
They found a ho-ly in-fant /
Named Je-sus Christ
</p>
<p>L-':
</p>
<p>He came to bring peace /
from the Al-migh-ty
Jus[-]tice /
G!d be with the world /
</p>
<p>In a muf-fin crumb /
They found a spot to chat-ter /
and spark a fi-re
</p>
<p><i>From Scriptures: 'they say
'that feels good' around fire
that they had started with
blocks of wood that they had had
cut, hewn, hauled - from buttressed trees
that are in forests -
with the help of G!D
<br/>
Then, ah- 'that feels good' they say
loudly and softly (not nasty, sweetly
and even surprisingly pleasant
. a
litle painful (maybe)
fascinating
intriguingly
breath-taking
and awe-strikingly
beautiful and mesmerising
<br /
>
After a while, they say to themselves,
shall I-
'shall I do- oh, yemmy,
and yummy
-
shall I do a detestable thing,
and worship
a block of wood,
or two blocks of wood
or three
or a pile of flesh
or a bag of bones
or a sack of intestines
or a house for maggots
or a body that is white
with death,
and feels cold to the touch,
and is filling up with
termites
as a damp block of wood
grows infested with white
insects or moving bugs
in a
dim
dank
dark
yawning mouth
of a barn
'
</i>
Compare if you will to
(oh, grateful or not)
what the Buddha
said to monks (who were)
overcome
with lust
when
meditation
on dead (naked)
bodies (lily-white)
in graveyards,
exo-tic
excruciatingly
beautiful
corpses. The Buddha
said, 'it is twiching
uncontrollably maybe,
in what some call 'rigor
mortis' , becoming stiff
, swelling maybe with time,
filling up with insects,
eggs of flies hatching inside
body,
maggots crawling up and down,
bed of body is scorpions
and mushrooms
sores are filling up in body
as we or you or me or them
look on, or speak.
(or something like that)
</p>
<p>No matter the day /
Je-sus is always with you /
For-e'er and e-ver /
[no matter the sex,
no matter your sexiness,
no matter your grammer,
or over-punctuation,
Je-sus is always with
you
for-ever
and ever
and always]
</p>
<p>In a-
</p>
<p>Show me the mean-ing /
And I will show you the cure /
To the pain of [L]ife
</p>
</div>
<div>
<p>Dear Diary,
</p>
Scripture tells me not to say that in
twenty years you will repay the wicked
and un-just for what they have
done, for is not G!d a good G!d?
that question
rings in my
mind: Is G!d a G!d, who rewards the wicked?
</p>
<p>
Estee the educator, and
Garnyg the officer, with another man,
the technologist, have
rendered me
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
</p>
<p><i>from the writer: mysterious
marks that look that a snake
with a pin struck through it.
may or may not be the letter 'z' from
the English alphabet.
</i>
</p>
<p>to a physician. Embittered of soul,
I rest and become restless, -
taking comfort in the affection
of the family of believers
and followers of Christ.
'You know of my way of life,
my persecution at
Antioch, my longsuffering,
my patience...' wrote the
apostle
Paul, who cautioned in the
same letter
</p>
<p><i>from the writer:
As written in Scriptures:
'What then is Paul? What then
is Apollo?' (what)
<br/>
'G!D loves not those who delight
in wickedness. Mischief-makers,
G!D loves not.' (from Scriptures
that some call the Quran)
<br/>
'I want you to show mercy (love),'
says the LORD G!D, (as written
in Scriptures.) 'Not to offer
sacrifices. I want you to know me
(G!D).'
<br/>
Oh, thank You, oh Compassionate
and Most Merciful One, who is
swift and severe and terrible
in punishment: eternal abode
in Fire, at an hour when there
will be no (outside) help,
no intercession, and no hand
of compassion to be extended;
and then there will be angels
striking back and behind
and cheeks
and neck (décolletage, heads
shoulders, knees and toes,
knees and toes) of people who will
have displaced lips; and then
there will be weeping, and
stamping of feet, most sorrowful,
and grinding an' gnashing of teeth.
(ah, that feels extremely
satisfying, G!D, who reminds me
to leave the righteous anger
of G!D to G!D). afore-mentioned
may be verified to be recorded
in the Quran, the Bible and elsewhere
which may or may not be unknown
to me.
<br/>
And so it is that what the Teacher
and Lord says is true: 'Blessed
are you who hunger and thirst
for righteousness, for you
will be satisfied.' so says the
Son of Man. As surely as the LORD
G!D, the Almighty One lives,
I hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for the wicked to have no peace, and
no rest, and for those who
fear G!D to be rewarded and exalted.
And as surely as the LORD lives,
I have been satisfied in great
and mighty ways that I did not know,
and G!D promises that... this:
'Call to Me, and I will show
you great and mighty things
which you do not know.'
</i>
</p>
<p>'But mark this: there will be
terrible times in the last days.
They will be brutal, lovers of
themselves rather than lovers
of G!d, not lov'rs of the
good... [or,
not lovers of the Good, to be
precise, for some glory in
their shame, and say, 'I have
done no wrong!']'
</p>
<p>Gekeng the social worker
is someone [whom] you should be
on your guard against. G!d will
pay them in retri-bution for
what they have done to me.
Be careful when you
<i>
[very
faint marks (as in, hand-writing,
for context)]
</i>
afflicted in Singapore with them.
</p>
<p><i>from the writer: very
faint marks again
</i>
</p>
<p>G!d has given me a channel
to <i>
[faint marks] (guessing the word
is 'know')
</i> Him more.
Diary, you just a vapour that
appears for a little while,
and then
<i>(guessing the word is...
oh, G!D knows, and I do not
know. Yes, G!D knows, and
I do not know.)
Doing guess-work: 'the Almighty
causes lovers to scatter in the wind!'
</i>
</p>
<p>[El] Shaddai darkens the evening
with the descent of night, and raises
the song of crickets up to
the lights of the sky which
He made, in epilogue to evening
</p>
<p><i>[very faint marks]
</i>
</p>
<p>May glory be to G!d[,]
and may peace be with you
in the name of the Lord Christ
Jesus.
</p>
<p>I am fading away, and repenting
</p>
<p>I am going to meet
</p>
<p><i>[faint marks again, perhaps
fittingly so] Praise be to G!D
Most High
</i>
</p>
</div>
<p><a>
</a>Can one who hates justice govern
the rising and setting of the sun,
and the times when salmon going up-stream
</p>
<p><a href="after-truth-what-is-left">
O Lord, teach us to number our days,
so that we may live with wisdom, O blessed Father
through Jesus Christ (Amen)
</a>
</p>
<p><a href="#envy-jealousy-foolishness-force-of-wind">
'The mouth of a fool invites ruin. And
a rod is for the back of he.. she... they
who lack judgment'
</a>
</p>
</p>
<p><a href="#they-said-what-do-we-do-now">
'Most people do not know what
to do with their time,' [Mister] Suzuki,
also known as 'Mister Homeless Kodo'
said. Guess what Christ Jesus allowed
them to do with their lives? (Wow)
Suddenly they have a lot of motivation
to scheme and plot and do something with the
time which most people do not know
what to do with, huh? Better than holiday trip -
it's free of charge!
ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha (seemingly crazy
man cannot stop laughing)
Thank You, O G!D, who loves justice,
and detests wickedness. You are the potter,
we are the clay, we are all the work
of Your hands, our Father. (book of
Isaiah,
maybe)
</a>
</p>
<p><a href="#they-asked-what-do-we-do-now">
'Jesus, Jesus,' they said. 'Your mother
and your brothers and sisters and siblings
are outside the temple where you are teaching,
waiting to be let in. Outside the city
where you are teaching, they are there,
too! Your Mum! Still others are outside
the country, at the immigration offices!'
Jesus said to them: 'My mother and brothers
and sisters, brethren, kin, obey G!D, and
keep the commandments of G!D. They are
those who obey G!D, and keep the commandments
of G!D - those are my mother and brethren.'
(as written in Scriptures, every word of
which 'av the breath of G!D in them,
and are suitable for disciplining,
rebuking, and making one wise for salvation
through CHrists Jesus)
</a>
</p>
<a href="#i-am-nothing-at-all">
'They say, "Peace, peace", but there is no peace!
They dress the wound of my people as though it were not serious.
'Peace, peace,' they say, when there is no peace.' (Book
of Jeremiah, chapter 6, verse 14). http://biblehub.com/jeremiah/6-14.htm
<br/>
“So My hand will be against the prophets who see
false visions and utter lying divinations.
They will have no place in the council of My people,
nor will they be written down in the register of the
house of Israel, nor will they enter the land of Israel,
that you may know that I am the Lord GOD." (Book of Ezekiel,
chapter 13, verse 9) http://biblehub.com/nasb/ezekiel/13.htm
</a>
</p>
<p>
<a href="#do-not-return-wickedness-for-wickedness-take-heed">
See- see if there is any wicked way in me, Daddy, and lead me
in the way ever-lasting and true. Through Christ Jesus. Amen.
</a></p>
<a href="#san">
'Do not be overly angry, O Lord.
Do not be angry beyond measure
with us, O Judge over the Day
of Judgment!' ("repent, for the
kingdom of G!D - the kingdom
of Heaven - is near! It is not
far!" Jesus, the Christ, saying).
</a>
<a href="#quattro"
>Your- do not be afraid. Take courage.
Your father, who is in Heaven, your Father
is given great happiness to give you'
the kingdom' (as Scriptures have on record)
:-) ^_^
</a>
<p>
Blessed art thou, father in Heaven.
our one and only Father.
our one and only father, blessed art
thou.
ruler of the universe (and
everything in it)
hallowed is thy name.
thy kingdom come!
</p>
<a href="#five">'How do we know when we have reached perfect love? When there is no
more fear' (from Scriptures)</a>
</p>
<div><p>
May the merit of joyous effort and such like be to
exalt the Most Merciful and Compassionate One. Who?
the Accepting of repentance, the oft-forgivin' and oft-returning.
</p>
</div>
<div>
O, G!D who grants passage of boats across oceans even
help me
to let Your affairs be my concern
my only concern
I don't wanna care about things of the world
For master has bought servant for a prrr-- prrr---
price
that the world doesn't pay
a price master has paid in full
so help me
not to divide my focus
help me not care
'bout affairs of the world
and how to please them -
who are of the world -
but be concerned
about Your affairs
and care 'bout whether
You are pleased or not
Will they help me
if You are angry with me?
I don't wanna be enemy
of G!D
So G!D help me
even if this means
being enemies of the world
</div>
<div><p>
<i>Mysterious marks that look
like a bee approaching a flower
<p>She bangs / she bangs
o is G!D woman or man /
think for a moment /
and you're dead /
is this Heaven /
or Hell /
think for a moment /
and /
you're dead /
HA!
</p>
</i>
</p>
</div>
<div><p>Dear Diary,
</p>
<p>How are you? May peace be
with you with you, in the name
of
[or on the behalf of]
the Lord [of ours], Jesus Christ.
</p>
<p>Although I am persecuted, a reading of the [g]ospel
might be as enlightening
for you
as it was
for me:
'If the world
hates you,
remember that the world
hated [M]e before you.'
(Jn 15:18, Christian Community Bible)
</p>
<p>G!d brought my non-Christian [']parents[']
to me in the evening. I was feeling blessed and later,
sad and sorrowful and confused. G!d gave
me the
opportunity so my parents and I spent the time with reading <strike>the
</strike>
newspapers,
eating fruits (which I gave
thanks to G!d for[,] [for] blessing
me).
Reflecting, I want to give thanks
to G!d for
blessing
the three
of us,
and the rest of us
who are residing at
the wards of Institue of
Mental Health, for our daily
bread, food, water, clothing
and shelter, and meat in
the evening
, and fruits
for for the three
of us (my [']father['],
my [']mother[']
and myself) Amen.
</p>;
<p>I was sorrowful at letting
Christ go to his Father;
while I meditated, tears came
</p>
<p>from the writer:
<i>
[Mister Chopra addressed this
somewhere - on a web-site maybe,
of course, with G!D's help, that's one
way to cope with changes that
arise with spiritual growth...
flower bear fruit, might be painful
to bear fruit maybe, hm :-) (smiling)]
</i>
</p>
<p>I felt like pressure inside me
had been released. I know
I ought to be glad, but Jesus would
be going (and <strike>while</strike>
loving me) and coming to you
</p>
<p><i>The writer, or editor, if you will,
is undecided whe'er to correct- oops-
suggest the word
'going' instead of
'coming' - suffice to say
that in a book that's entitled
"Praise to a formless god"
it is written that "No coming, no going."
Another portion - oh G!D help me
to keep from becomin' proud -
is that "is the fruit latent in the seed?
is the seed latent in the fruit?"
Another still, yet, from G!D-knows-who-and-I-do-not-know
:<br/>
Chicken lays an egg /
Who would have held pee in, oh! /
How ridiculously simple!
</i>
</p>
<p>
I'm glad [Oh]
I'm glad.
I'm glad.
I'm not sad,
Christ is loved.
</p>
<p>Talk to you [a]nother time, beloved.
</p>
<p>Thank you, Jesus. May the Christ be
blessed.
</p>
<p>In Christ's love.
</p>
<p><i>mark that looks like the letter 'G'. ('mark', as in hand-writing)
'G' for good, maybe :-)
<br/>
^_^
</i>
</p>
</div>
<div id="envy-jealousy-foolishness-force-of-wind">
<p><i>Mysterious marks that look like [four] tongues of flame
</i>
</p>
<p>
Dear Diary ,
</p>
<p>They fed me food and meds /
I was denied when fasting /
Oh, G!d, Your creatures
</p>
<p>Tumbling wood-blocks /
Next to a volume of pulp /
I get a break-down
</p>
<p>The sky rumbles in /
On the fourth day of my death /
My bones stop jiggling
</p>
<p>Water pours into drain /
Cold air brushes past early /
On a bird's morning
</p>
</div>
<div id="they-said-what-do-we-do-now">
<p>Dear Dear Diary, </p>
<p>May peace be with you, in the name
of the Lord [of ours], Christ Jesus.
</p>
<p>[El] Shaddai moves the woman with
[H]is mighty hand, and I do not dare
to lay with her if she appears.
</p>
<p>I am fading in and out on the second day. G!d
put me on
</p><i>
<p>from the writer: faint marks, as in hand-writing
</p>
</i>
<p>new accommodation.
</p>
</div>
<div id="i-am-nothing-at-all">
<p>Dear Diary,
</p>
<p>Many are the clouds that [El] Shaddai draws from the curves of the sea
</p>
<p>And with [H]is mighty hand He brings forth a dark green clam from the depth
[that] He hides from the knowledge of Man in His wrath which abideth until belief
in the Son
</p>
<p>A swinging sword /<br />
brought forth by G!D / <br />
from Mary
</p>
</div>
<div id="do-not-return-wickedness-for-wickedness-take-heed">
<p>Dear Diary,
May peace with you, in the name of the son of the Almighty, Christ
Jesus, [who is] Lord. [whom I am not above]
</p>
<p>The man with emerald skin of crystalline substance appeared before me.
His eyes were ablaze, and out of his mouth was a double-edged sword, and in his
hand was the Star of David, and encountering him by the river, I saw that
his feet were like bronze that had passed through fire, as I fell to his feet.
</p>
<p>'Peace!' he said. 'Calamity will come soon, but I am with you until the end of
the age.'
</p>
<i>
<p>The writer thinking whether to record suspicions of idol-worship or
a flashing reminder of a certain... what people call psycho-analyst - who
was known for seeing visions or images, which he then (reportedly) used,
or other-wise applied, to contribute to society. 'King', 'lover', and
G!D-knows-what-and-I-do-not-know. 'Archetypes' they called it. (or otherwise
named it.) 'magician' . ha-ha-ha-ha. (laughing) ^^
Oh they accused Jesus and his disciples of trickery or slights of hand or feints
or sorcery or working their portion from G!D with the help of demons or sons of demons!
O! hahahahahahaha. (laughing)
</p>
<p>Thanksgiving for Return from Captivity.
A Song of Ascents.
When the LORD brought back the captive ones of Zion,
We were like those who dream.
2
Then our mouth was filled with laughter
And our tongue with joyful shouting;
Then they said among the nations,
“The LORD has done great things for them.”
3
The LORD has done great things for us;
We are glad.
4
Restore our fortunes, O LORD,
As the streams in the South. (as the streams
that You cause to gush in arid deserts)
<br/>
(as written in Scriptures. (they call it
'New American Standard Bible'; other names, too, they have
for Scriptures. Names that G!D knows, and I do not know.
Yes, G!D knows, and I do not know.))
</p>
<p>(laughing, can't stop) seemingly crazy man
</p>
<p>I praise You, G!D, for You have shown lovingkindness
</p>
</i>
<p>'What will you have me do?' said I to the man, knelt.
</p>
<p>'Go your way, Daniel,' said he. 'Peace!'
</p>
<p>
<i>'Great and marvellous are your deeds, O Almighty One'. sang the song
of Moses, who is servant of G!D, and of the Lamb. Fabulosa and fabuloso
and deserving of every superlative, and miraculously wonderful and magnificently
beautiful, O, Your deeds, You who have no beings attached. (G!D haz no beings
attached.) (laughing) ha-ha-ha-ha
</i>
</p>
</div>
<div id="san">
<p>
Dear Diary,
How are you?
May peace
[and the Life] be with you in
the name of the Lord Christ Jesus.
</p>
<p>from the writer:
:-) <br/>
^_&
</p>
<p>
'Do not err, my beloved
brethren,' wrote the apostle
Paul, 'every good gift
and every perfect gift
is from above, coming down
from the father of lights,
[the blessed Father, who
is unseen in front of men,
and who is in Heaven]
with whom there is no
variableness or changing
or turning of shadow
[nor excessively heavy
yokes like those that
teachers of the Law, and
Pharisees, and hypocrites,
lay down even on the very
aged]'.
</p>
<p>The Almighty has drawn evening across the
earth, and the man ponders on himself and
his G!d. He is a strange creation, he thinks,
growing as he appears, and also aware of his on[-]going
dis[-]appearance. For which part of his body is new,
or his bones, or his flesh, that will prompt a new
'Thing' in the world? [paragraph break] And yes,
the uncertainty of his existence threatens him,
and waits in hiding to be acknowledged, on the heels
of Recognition.
</p>
<p>G[!]d brought people to me to[-]day, Diary, and some
of the experience was pleasant, and some not so much.
Three of my former high-school class[-]mates arrived at the
ward, and G!d reminded me later of my vulnerability
amidst serving the Christ, when [H]e brought my [']father[']
to the ward (he is not a seeker of the Christ, nor is he seeking
Christ, as far as I can tell.)
</p>
<p>Do you speak Mandarin Chinese, or can you read it, at least?
</p>
<p><i>from the writer: Translating... :-) For the love of G!D,
and to the Most Merciful and Compassionate One be praise and
the glory.
</i>
</p>
<p>Although I do not count myself as having achieved perfection,
as if I were a mountain or statue that has been molded and
made perfect - oh, I do not count myself as such - and do not
have all the powers that G!D has to work great deeds that shelter
and transport Man, and nourish you and me, and do not know
all the rigid instructions, of the world, that lays a yoke
on-to one such that one turns to the direction where the sun
sets, or plucks hair out from the nostrils of one - oh,
I feel a load that is yoked upon me, instead, in
the plentiful harvest of the fields that G!D has given me to
tend, as if I ought to forge a bow or axe for myself out-side of
the houses of happy people who put the proverbial cart before the horse,
among these blurring definitions (of myself)
that G!D has caused in a baptism of fire to a disobedient
one such as myself, who seems doomed to be as clouds
of dust and ash - what with the sword, that He has plunged into
my soul, that is tormenting me greatly - I speak, in an effort
to make my humanity heard, the following: if G!D has given me
this worldly life as a comfort - a form of mercy
from the Most Merciful and Compassionate One, or a brief respite -
then what they have done to me falls short of what lets
the light of the Most Merciful One - who created us, and is working
great and mighty wonders in His immeasurable splendour and
ways that are above my own - shine;
they do not glorify their Maker, who is maker of all. I see
room for the Lamb to do the will of the one who sent the Lamb. I see
room for work that reconciles the below to the above. I see
a gap to be filled. And how great the cry must be
to He-who-provides, from where they are! Oh, to imagine
the saltiness that remains on their hearts after their tears
have dried! To borrow an expression
from the one and only Teacher,
if this happens in the green, what more in the dry!
</p>
<p><i>Mysterious marks that look like armies or soldiers
</i>
</p>
<p>Where G!D has sent me to is where wild people
have the comfort of their shelters and women, and yet
bake bread that leaves people half-hungry after they eat it.
Not a joyous effort at all, are all these plucking of nostril-hairs,
and turning to the direction where the sun sets. To the extent
that they have turned the commandments of G!D to suit the desires
of their hearts, they are all alike, regardless of their
positions in society, gender identity, sexual identity, and
the number of years that they have lived (or the number
of wrinkles
on their fore-head). And these are people who are made
in the likeness of their Maker! How outrageous! I am
greatly anxious and distressed for these people whom
G!D offers His covenant to. My lowly heart is beset with
with unexpressed emotions, as if my heart were in a sealed
jar that is becoming a little too cramped, or as if the heat
of summer had been poured into a drink that leaves me burning
upon consumption. Oh, to whom shall I turn the ancient
trees and mountains of my soul towards: G!D who clothes me,
or those whom G!D has destroyed since long ago in plagues
and floods and earthquakes that only those who are like Noah
can be spared from? Who am I to model myself after? Or who
am I to speak up for? Or rest my weary soul against? O! How
I have spent nights sitting, by my lonesome, under the shifts
and changes of the moon, wishing to be with You, enjoying
the lush abundance of what G!D provides in his covenant with
an oppressed, persecuted and doomed one such as myself!
O, Jehovah!
</p>
<p>oh, in the heat of the day, I have felt humiliation.
我受到委屈了,日记。想像在十字架(或者,树)上,
耶稣叫喊:【阿爸,父亲!为什么你放弃了我?】我认为
生活是值得的,感到幸福,是他的牺牲,让我有
改变和希望。他的名字,耶稣。</p>
<p>晚安
</p>
<p><i>marks that I cannot understand now,
but will come to understand afterward, if
G!D is willing. :-)
</i>
</p>
<p>阿们
</p>
</div>
<div id="quattro">
<p>Dear Diary,
Strangled and a-ware /
I comb fingers in-to ash /
as I dis-ap-pear
<br/><br/>
They fold the-ir hands /
As they sit a-cross from me /
How do I praise G!d
<br/><br/>
They came on a day /
When it was cold and wind-less /
They came suddenly
<br/>
<br/>
Tiles and small stock-piles /
Bring on a cas-cade of fear /
and the stop in me
<br/>
<br/>
They pushed some bis-cuit /
and mix-ture to me at tea /
They shan't break my fast!
<br/>
<br/>
On a ce-real crack /
The rai-sin traced me as best /
as a dry <strike>hump</strike>lump
can
<br/><br/>
The wild crane stands fast /
A-mong te rol-ling grass field /
As he jour-neys past
<br/><br/>
They are in a war /
They are wield-ing seen weapons /
But we, un-seen, win
<br/><br/>
They are in a war /
They are seen wielding weapons /
But we win, unseen
<br/><br/>
To make a dam burst /
It is im-por-tant to risk /
Flood-ing the ri-ver
<br/><br/>
How many swallows /
Follow the si-lence as well /
As a stag-nant pond?
<br/><br/>
How many swallows follow the
selection of an old
stagnant
pond?
<br/><br/>
Day comes and night goes /
Silk-i-ly e-nough on wings /
of a red fea-ther
<br/><br/>
The bumblebee flies /
Listening to the sounds of snorts /
and grumbling hammers
<br/><br/>
<i>from the writer: Lest they
tramply on them, and then turn
and attack you, do not set
your pearls before swine.'
(hur-hur-huk) (laughing)
This is from Scriptures.
</i>
The bumblebee flies /
But tastes its own honey in /
no such haste as Man
<br/>
<br/>
On the equator
/ of a rectangle that curls
/ up leaving I
<strike>you</strike>,
me
<br/><br/>
Isn't it curious?
In between the lines the bird /
Makes its victory
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<p>
Dear Diary,
How are you? May peace be with you
in the name of the Lord Christ Jesus.
</p>
<p>If I had a wing / I would not flap but / boldly cover me
</p>
<p>
<i>from the writer: If G[!]d had a wing / would He use it
to carry / The sound of the trees
</i>
</p>
<p>
Am I so vulnerable
<br/><br/>
<i>from the writer: 'With gladness I boast about thorn
in flesh (that was given to me to torment me, and to keep
me from being proud - a messenger of the one who calls himself
the Angel of Light), delight in weaknesses, and gladly boast
about troubles, persecutions, oppression from people unknown
and known to me, hardships, emotional turns and swoops and
flights, tribulations, for the sake of the One with the Name
(Christ).' (from Scriptures)
</i>
<br/><br/>
Am I so vulnerable that a[n] offer of a mixture is
deceiving
and
tempting? Are you?
They have familiarity with toxins. It's so embittering,
disappointing and upsetting! Oh!
</p>
<p>from the writer: 'Remorseful, huh. Regrets? Or not? For the sake
of the Christ, huh. The Anointed One who calls himself the
son of Man. "Three times I asked the Lord to remove it
from me. What? The thing causing (me) pain. The thorn in flesh.
He said: My grace is sufficient for you. Good enough. Enough for
you, my grace is. My power is greatest in weakness.
(as has been recorded in Scriptures)
"'</p>
</p>
<p>On the day of the Sabbath, Shaddai settles into his [or His]
resting place after his work of the Creation.
</p>
<p>The awesome G!d is with you, Diary, and He will
<strike>peso</strike> personally go ahead of you before them.
</p>
<p>
Oh, such mercy, as Pope Francis said: so much mercy, especially
for confessors!
<p>G!d sent four former high school
</p>
<p><i>from the writer: (laughing) hur-hur-hur-hur. Four... form.. er...
form-er... four.. form... four... for... It's too funny! :-D ^.^ (still
laughing) ha- G!D is better comedian than I am :-D Thanks, Daddy :-) ^.^
>.<
</i>
</p>
<p>
G!d sent four former high school friends to me in the evening.
When I looked on the gifts which one brought to me, I saw the
words: 'When you only see one set of footprints in
the sand, it is because I was carrying you.' That was awesome!
</p>
<p>
Scripture says that you ought to
say, 'If this is G!d's will, we will
live and also do this or that,' instead
of boasting that tomorrow you will
go to this or that city, live there for
a few years and make a profit. This is a
reminder from G!d to me about my limits
and capabilities.
</p>
<p>You are <strike>like</strike> an open
book, Diary, and I trust G!d will involve
you in his [or His]
plan as he [or He] sees fit.
</p>
<p>
I received many blessings from the Father
today. I am especially grateful as I had prayed
to die, earlier.
</p>
<p>G!d is telling me that there is more
to me that he sees, other than what I see[,] and what they see.
The word of G!d is a lamp unto thy path[,] and a
light unto thy feet.
<strike>(Psalms</strike>
The context is the words I saw earlier in a [']Christian[']
publication, on the trees and tents that G!d sees in a group
of wanderers and ex-slaves.
</p>
<p>
They call for bed-time / <br/>
On a summer night in trop-ics / <br/>
What a silent moon!
</p>
<p><i>
From the writer: they call for bed-time / on a Sabbath that Lord rules /
how patient Lord is!
</i>
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