This feeble mortality was dusty, stinky and dingy from self-gratifying immorality:
I was naked in HIS Presence until HE became my covering and aided me; by HIS Essence I faded away from the weakness of my humanity. This feeble mortality was dusty, stinky and dingy from self-gratifying immorality: the reverse gospel that if self was peacefool, eternity was sure or if self was happyling (appealing) eternity was in store, bought.
But I was destroyed until HE recreated me. Created a new creation: Me. Thus, in HIS Image, he forged me; in HIS Likeness HE purged me and emptied me of me until there was no me but just HIM. Today, Heaven, the HEAVEN, moves in-to this colony of worship, formerly known simply as ME.
Although hated, I lived, now loved, I live. For He has written HIS Love in my heart and has smitten the adversary from above or beneath, so that all who were against us: “HIM and me” are now beneath, I mean, underneath HIS feet. “Sit”, HE said, “until I make your enemies your footstool…”
Who would have thought that the same folks, pardon me, foes would be present as HE prepared a table before me. Me? Who am I? I am who HE says I am and who HE made. I am no longer afraid, no longer ashamed. I take root to this – in this – HIS Perfect Will from the beginning; so beginning from today, there is no shame to call HIM Father, Lover, Keeper and Messiah.
I GIVE THANKS,