Lord of Lords
Yahveal, high above, the One who covers with tapestries of Your Love like a sea,,,,, Father, it seems like even the smallest worry can be made bigger, but that is only in our minds. For surely You look at the worry and say, “Oh come now, child of Love-longing; the distance to your dream is not that big. It can be spanned by just grasping My outstretched hand. Follow Me, and I-AM will be with you.”
Please, sweet Lord, heal the vast broken hearts of the world: they need Your Love; they know it not that the only person to heal their hearts is You. A shadow sometimes overhangs us, but we do not have to be afraid. Your Love makes us eternal in spirit and mind. Father, I have come and placed my things on the altar.
Please, in Your loving tender grace, take these things which I have placed and keep them in Your heart. I cannot live without You. You are the One who makes me strong. Father, sometimes I do not know how to fit the puzzle pieces in place, but I know that You do. O' yes! You do. Please take my cup, fill it up, and make me whole. I love You; I love You: I love You! Selah!
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