Whether you look at Me or turn away, I Am still here. I know its difficult for you to comprehend, for you think in natural terms and imagine Me with the same capabilities as a man.
You know the words, omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent, yet they are indeed hard to grasp when you have no frame of reference, for truly there is nothing like Me.
Rest your spirit, little one, I do not condemn you for this, for I created you, I know the limits of My creation. This leaves you always reaching, expanding, searching Me with wonder and awe.
What I would and have condemned is those who would take Me for granted. Those who act as if I Am a possession of theirs, as if I was a trump card or a trick up their sleeves. Just a relic to pull out to impress others.
I will not be possessed and I will not be ignored. Let history stand as a reminder of what happens to those who have tried to live thier own ways, without Me.
Come sit with Me. Search for My heart. Look for My eyes, eyes that are gazing upon you even now with more love than you can hold.
In this place, let striving cease, for there is nothing more you need.
In this place
let striving cease
There is nothing
you can earn
or bargain for.
All that you need
is all that I Am.
The world sifts
like grains of sand
through fingertips
as you try to grasp
what is nothing.
In this place
let striving cease
this upside down
Kingdom
where less is more
lost is found
last is first
and the only way
to hold on
is to release.
Then he told them what they could expect for themselves: "Anyone who intends to come with me has to let me lead. You're not in the driver's seat—I am. Don't run from suffering; embrace it. Follow me and I'll show you how. Self-help is no help at all. Self-sacrifice is the way, my way, to finding yourself, your true self. What good would it do to get everything you want and lose you, the real you? Luke 9:23-25 The Message
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You know the words, omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent, yet they are indeed hard to grasp when you have no frame of reference, for truly there is nothing like Me.
That's right. AMAZING!
I was just thinking the other day that I seem to put God in a box and my life in another box. I cease to think of God as bigger than that box because I can't see Him, but I feel His presence.
Beautiful and not in a flowery sense. In a truth sense. Thank you, Karin. He is such a great Dad.
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