Knowledge comes from the silence of Wisdom
I now stand as a King above, Your Eyes, watching your Creation the Exteriority in the Crystal Mountain Air and watching over your Creation. With My Father standing above Me above You and Your Creation, your Sexuality as a Woman.
My time is coming to an end so there are things that I have to write some will understand and some will not that is the way it goes. Cancer is spreading into my shoulders now so overtime it will get harder to write.
* Daily Fitness Program*
Day 7 of creation of a Daughter that is reborn into a Woman who becomes a Mom. I am now healed, my body, mind and spirit. I can look back on the journey, to see why everything happened the way it did. With no sorrow or pain.
On the even before the 7th day, I was told in the morning I would sit with the Father, I would enjoy a moment in time in His presence. And that is exactly what happened.
I woke up early, and went downstairs to sit quietly in the dark, before creation started to wake up. Within a moment, I was in a space, a space that had no meaning of time, quiet space, He was there. I sat in His presence. As I write this, tears are running down my cheeks, the overwhelming feeling of Him, only Him, the Father. I lowered my eyes.
In that moment, I heard a voice, the Father said “Take my Hand and Come with Me”. With tears running down my cheeks. I took His hand. Never to look back.
Those who hear my words, don’t wait, the Father loves you, He is waiting for you to give Him your heart.
He came to me in visions like Jacob’s ladder, and showed me His hands; I sat next to Him and this is what I saw;
Everything was done and all work his Creation was finished. Next to my Father was the Woman who I saw standing she was resting now. I was standing next to her. I saw these things
I rested with the Father for a while and then he told me to go home and I left.
Time is eternal like a line going from here to there and I am in the middle of a great wheel spinning around me.
This is what I saw on the evening and the morning of the 7th Day.
Who sent me to you, I Am sent me to you.
Black Nights by Ron Thomas – Interpreting Creation
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An Old Texas Rattlesnake
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