I aspire to drive through rainy days, and any gloom of cloud play. I stay, ready to rise, what a beautiful surprise it is each day our choices become better and more focused. Hang tight and let those loose thoughts fall and soon they shall whither away, and what remains is what we were meant to hold on… what remains is what was sown into the seams of our hearts and mind… what remains is a development like the start of fire… gaining strength as it grows but yet destructive if out of control… take hold of your freedom and bless others with reason. Not always to be served, but also to be a servant serving others. We are not so different that what we identify with seems afar and strange.
The common term is… you bleed, I bleed. So shake my spiritual hand and let’s forge our minds like a swords blade to its handle… needing the support of each each form and each concept of life’s greatest experience and gifts.
Stand as ONE
Acts 17:26 From one man he made every nation of men, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should live.
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