February 15, 2020
One may have seen (and lived) what was not meant to be spoken of. Still, through writing, there is another way. What was pictured, what was sent, what was undergone, was to be of what will be. Through this, while looking and living forward, what was shared can be shared – as a voice beyond a tongue.
And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’
But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall
[They] also knew what was next: a towering wall of water washing over
. . . , cleansing it of all that was evil and impure.
February 8, 2020
And I said unto him, Sir, thou knowest. And he said to me, “These are they which came out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb.”
And there will come a time:
“Do you want to eat? Or, are you willing to die?”
Waiting, in a psalmist sense, may lead to an arrival of bestowment all at once. Along the way of perseverance, we may also be fulfilled in steps after steps – where the promised gift is an eventual culmination. From the onset of this spirit, our knowing, our believing, and our faith may withstand any rising mountains – where we, ultimately, realize a lifting beyond each one.
January 4, 2020
To whom also he shewed himself alive after His passion by many infallible proofs, being seen of them forty days, and speaking of the things pertaining to the kingdom of God.
I am the least of the apostles, who am not worthy to be called an apostle.
And their eyes were opened, and they knew him;