Imagine the path of divine guidance being a long path for some or it might be short path and for others it might be the ocean route. My ocean routes lead me to see many things along the way. The lens to my glass continues to multiply. Each new road unfolds God’s beautiful creations. Prophetic and driven to understand the fullness of the beauty in the gift.
There are many Angles and the Spiritual Guides to provide us with positive direction while on our journey. Guides such as the great spirit stands at the door. She stands with her back against the divider with one foot on each side of the doorway. She holds her torch high while holding the door open. She teaches creatively, passionately and carefully. Her knowledge is great and her heart is large......Social Just us…... while many pass thru her spirit fills and wants to rejoice but she knows the door must be held open. Her strength is external and her love for God is deep. Rejoyce my sister.
It is painful at times.. she wants to understand the world. The fortress door is open she holds it well but does not pass thru not even for rest. Her spirit is a part of the door as it opens and closes. She sometimes has feeling of being left behind. She weakens and looks back to see nothing at all. She glows as she looks forward but sometimes becomes blinded by her own light. Rejoyce my sister.
Confusing, as it is she stands at the door a safe place, a humble, place, not reaching out for more place. A warrior in the world and she shall not be moved. The fire in her spirit wants to unite with her warrior spirit and grow beyond the door…….she questions is that a safe place....she questions is that where God wants me go. Rejoyce my sister.
The Spirit, The Body
Many wonder who is.... at the door with one leg on either side. Look within is it you. The Holy Spirit inside of you will always give you direction. If you have to stand at the door, it is only a metaphor. There is no door..... So push on past the deception of your mind and you will see.... the spirit that God has put inside has no door to step on either side. The light in your path is always waiting for your continued journey. Many stand tall at that metaphor, the door with their lights out smile-ling and basting in self-dough. Faith is never without a journey of peace outside of the walls of drought. All you have to do is to put your hand out. They will follow today or tomorrow without that old door the metaphor. rsd
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