Faith Talk1

Faith Talk1
I opened up my thinking thing today and I thought of faith and the power we release when we believe. Even if the direction of our faith is in things without any potency yet our faith won't leave us without an effect. Faith is a life and death issue, whatever you believe in either kills or makes you live. The just shall live by faith but what happens to him without it? When I get convinced, I lose control to the object of my faith. The assurance I have enslaves me and it had better been the truth. My faith responds to what I perceive as truth. The truth then must be able to show power and strength because my faith demands I rest unconsciously with the assurance that I'll be sustained. If I believe in a lie, even if the whole word agrees with me, I fall. Though once I believe in the lie I argue in its favor and I 'win' the argument depending on my eloquence and the skills of my competitors. If I win people clap but will my faith pass the test of productivity? Will it sustain in the face of trouble? Yet if I don't believe I wont be established because faith saves from the tossing of the storms of life and the instability earns no one nothing. The world has arrived here because of faith. Many wonder how we got here but it has been by faith. Faith in our inborn abilities. Faith in the purposes of God for us, knowingly or unknowingly, faith in the gifts of God in our lives and what those potentials can accomplish. When we leave off faith we lose the power of mobility and even the smallest of chores becomes an impossibility. Reasons rise to handicap us and only those who believe move on even if physically handicapped. So faith makes up for physical losses. It gives hands where they've been chopped off, it sees with blind eyes and raises from the dead. Faith finds ways and goes on to the fulfilment of great achievements. Faith releases supernatural powers and connects man to omnipotence. With faith and to the believing one nothing is impossible. Faith is the third hand that reaches to the heavens, until it has received the physical hands have nothing to hold. It is the only thing coming from the earth that heaven recognises and honors. Be it prayers,gifts or any other action until it is carried by the hand of faith it goes on and on in futility forever. But heaven cannot ignore faith when it penetrates the spiritual barriers it comes back with what it went there for, never coming empty. When you think of the love of God and the abilities that rests in Him, His willingness to be the best for man and His faithfulness that doesn't lie, the platform for faith operations is built and in the face of these nothing is impossible. Faith is an eye that sees beyond the walls and read beyond thqe reports of man. Faith engages God and His love and strength. Faith employs God to be who he had always wanted to be for mankind. Faith makes man see God in action. Faith is your ticket to the show of God in grace. Grace is God's show and you get in by faith. As big as the riches of God's grace is in it's expanse the key of faith gives access afterall by grace we are saved through faith. Faith grants thoroughfare to the grace and mercy of God. Even if anointed to the teeth and the oil drips catching fire if the carrier refuses to believe in the gift his grace will make no difference. And that is why it's good to listen and learn. What you hear will either kill faith or grow it. the measure with which you listen so also is the measure of faith that comes. Listening not just for the sake of it but to gain understanding and find what makes spiritual sense. When I understand I can then operate, if I'm yet to see it how could I run with it. Running blindly heads to the ditch, understanding gives eyes. When it's clear doing becomes easy. When I know what God's willing to do I stop struggling and rest and when it's time of need comes I tell it to Him to release. My faith becomes important to my prayer life. Or should I say my prayer life is a result of my faith? When faith rises prayer becomes easy and honorable. Why should I struggle with God when what I want is what He wants? Faith is born when I discover what He wants and He will gladly do what His pleasure desires. But I'll struggle and sweat and do all sorts to convince Him if I seek what I want to use on my lusts and not one of His desires. Will I have to convince Him to do His will? Will I have to cajole Him or bribe Him to do what He had always wanted to do? Of course if I need sunshine I'll only need to wait till morrow His faithfulness will sure bring it. Faith then is a matter of course within the passage of God, He makes impossibilities happen in His strides. Has He promised me? I'm sure He'll bring it to pass, I need not harass Him again over that. Life may not give you what you deserve but God will never rob your faith of it's demands. So I rest. I believe and I won't make haste. Does it look like a risk to you? That makes it faith the only difference is that faith makes you see the end result that a risk you take can't tell. Risk works with probabilities faith is the assurance of things not yet seen. Yes, I said I can now rest in assurance, faith brings rest since the work is done by God and I receive the product by faith. But who can wait for that? How long would I have to rest till my turn comes? Some friend said 'I have faith but I'll take drugs which works faster'. Baby talk in deed. Patience is proof of faith. If I'm sure of it I'll wait for it. If I'm sure of the love that in which I trust then I'm sure it won't fail me. Timing isn't in my control, I'd believed I'd received when I prayed and why won't I, but I'm only told that I shall receive and that means later even if a second away and if I believe the speaker I will wait and it won't tarry to my shame. He's got everything figured out between when I first believed and when my redemption is complete. But what if my request is terminal with a deadline? I'll still wait because I know the One I believe is in the know...He's got it all figured out. The longer the more amazing. Will you believe...have faith and move these mountains! Goodday! Share this. Keep visiting evansademanuel.blogspot.com and let me know you came!

Potentials:When to use What

Potentials: When to Use What
One of the greatest dilemma of the very complex  and multi-talented creature of God that we are is the ability to know what to do with the abilities in us per time. In a world where just a little insignificant activity or skill can create enormous wealth so commonly termed success we tend to seek for that particular skill to get success the remaining we use as hobbies not mindful of any accountability.
We ought rather to be as the sons of Issachar who had the understanding of the times to know what Israel OUGHT to do...and not just what they can do. Every potential in us has it's time and events it was put there for. Not all are necessary all the time, as we go through the seasons of our lives and the accompanying changes, the need for each of the potential God has given us opens up as occasions demand of them creating a fulfilled life that pleases God.
The gifts and the calling of God are without repentance, those gifts give meaning to our calling and the fulfilment of the assignment we are here to accomplish, every equipment is for something relevant to our ultimate calling. The dreams of Joseph got him to the palace but it was another hidden gift which sentiments may have kept hidden in Jacob's house that he eventually lived on to fulfill a 400 years old prophecy. His managerial skill took over from his gifs of dreams and interpretations of dreams at the centre stage of his life. While it is actually expected that those dreams were still coming and he was still interpreting dreams yet those gifts had fulfilled their part in his destiny development, if he had built a ministry around that he would have cut short his destiny but he explored the othwr gifts too. He offered them to Pharaoh and that was just what was needed both for Pharaoh and for his own destiny and the destiny of the embryo nation of Israel.
While we explore all the gifts may we have the understanding of the times to know when to use what and to be motivated with the thoughts of pleasing God and fulfilling His work before night falls when no man can work...

Good Character vs Christ's Character

I was meditating on cloning christ's character today. I discovered that our good character that does not extend to those who aren't on the same page with us isn't Christ's. We preach Christ and encourage them to be of good character...yet we love those that loves us more than those who looks like they don't. We pay back each one with his/her own coins, we are so sensitive to the imperfections of others and punish them for not obeying our laws...yet we are good people of good character...but not as Christ's...
The love of God shines the sun on both the good and the evil, gives his benevolence to everyone alike and it seems Christians are the ones who find this nature too hard to accept, we are too consequential in our mentality, an eye for an eye is what our hearts long for because we fail to see that our righteousness isn't our making, we fail to see that if God were to mark iniquity none will stand, we fail to see the place of grace and mercy and it has now become too hard for us to love like Christ and we wonder why we won't tolerate each other even in marriage. If we love those who please us only what good have we done, evwn those who do wickedly love each other...true love isn't an impossibility. ..if we really understand the love with which we have been drawn...

Imagination or Vision?

Imagination or Vision?
I was just thinking and my meditation took me far into the world of imagination. I see the good, the bad and the ugly sides of imagination and I realised how much it has to be understood.
I see how much is made from imaginations, we love to be entertained by imagination as much as we love to entertain it. How many fictional books is being released everyday? How many movies are being made daily out of the imaginations of men? Probably they'll end up selling much more than realities and more acceptable than true stories. I love true stories and so do many, the truth is that they are so few and may be drab and boring. Not for lack of materials, six billion people and probably as much that have lived before them provide boundless materials from experiences unimaginable.  But non fictions still remain less than that which came out of our imaginations.
Man's needs coupled with his imaginations have produced unimaginable progress for mankind. Blessed be the mind that imagined man on the moon, blessed be the one who imagined the greatness the race has attained and the innovations that brought us here. And such are the benefits of imagination being positive and progressive and God borne.
Essentially, I see that the capacity to imagine is God given and it is a free world where all things are possible. Man has the right to day dream and travel far and wide, enjoying what time and space cannot afford him, living in so much pleasure he cannot pay for and filling his life with joy and happiness at the same time without a reason. I believe it must be therapeutic within it's instinctive bounds and not beyond for it shares the same boundaries with insanity.
As much as man has the right to dream and day dream, he can't live in the dream world. He wouldn't survive there. You must wake up to make the dream come true. Man must wake up to live the dream. If the the imagination would not become a stronghold for the enemy. The enemy of destiny would prefer you stay there, he'll prefer you build a castle in there then he can take over and become an evil king in an empire he didn't build.
Our imaginations have boundaries and we must maintain the boundaries to be safe.
Imaginations run on the fuel of ignorance and born of lack of the knowledge of reality and jointly sired by our desires and wishes. When ignorance and wishes combine in an un-inquisitive mind, it creates it's own realities that take such away from the path of vision.
Now that I'd mentioned vision we must find out how they relate.  Vision brings the possibilities that we are yet to experience. It is that light that shines into the heart from the heart of God. It is the progressive revelations of the things God has created which time has deprived us of seeing yet. They are spiritual realities concerning the planet which their time hasn't arrived. Vision is the revealed picture of the end and of purpose when it is fulfilled revealed from the beginning. It is the light of God shinning on the path of the good works ordained before that we should walk in in the now. It is beyond mere imagination which may not be stable and when stable becomes a stronghold. When it is vision, eyes hasn't seen it, hear is yet to perceive it and it won't enter into the mind of man except revealed into our spirits.
But we prefer imaginations to the realities of vision. It suits the flesh better and more easily accessible. Why must I take the pain to build according to what was shown me on the mount? What if the plan shown me will deprive me of my dreams and aspirations? There thoughts rise against the knowledge of God and strategies take over from divine instructions. And it is defensible, we have results to show for such after the order of the tower of Babel. Would God always scatter the tongue to bring failure to the evil imaginations of the heart of men? No! And why? I know not, but if He does, evil won't be on the earth anymore and we'll all follow God as zombies and not from our free will betraying the original design of man. He made us free moral agents.
This is where our warfare is. Our lusts war against our souls. Our aspirations war against divine instructions, our ambitions wage war against our vision. Our mind wage war against our spirits. The eternal war between good and evil. Man would love to do whatever he deems good even if only for now with dire consequences later. He wants to be known, he wants sexual pleasure and some even imagines rape, he wants money and materials and these desires fill the mind against higher thoughts. They fight the more noble desires. Yet he can achieve them with his God given gifts and potentials and so why not? But working with imaginations that stem out of mere interests, selfish desires and inordinate affeftions are abuse of the working of the mind. The battle we see physically and the present territorial occupational warfare may not be of vision but of ambition borne out of evil imaginations to satisfy the flesh. When imagination is empowered above vision, ignorance is enthroned over knowledge and man walks on in darkness sparking his own dim lights aside divine illumination.
The weapons of our warfare aren't carnal but mighty when in God. It is fought by the knowledge of God's vision. The prophesies gone ahead make for successful expedition in spiritual battles. The knowledge of divine instructions pulls down strongholds and cast down imaginations and thoughts that exalt themselves against the knowledge of God. And when our obedience to the heavenly vision is complete, then comes the vengeance against every disobedience to our vision.
What is in store is far above what we can ask out of desires or imagined out of ignorance left to the power already released to power our visions into fulfilment.
What is the light shinning in your heart?  What are the instructions coming from the heart of God? Lift them above your personal desires and aspirations and that light will take you far. Rate your imaginations below your vision. Leave out imagining what has not been revealed. Excuse the thoughts and the imaginations of other minds that are yet to be spoken out and if you need to know then just ask. Don't imagine things you can investigate, you might be wrong and the wrong imagination will take away from vision. Don't let imagination bring you to conclusive statements about people and issues. Prejudice comes out of realities laced with imaginatons. The irrestrictive and non-submissive nature of imagination makes it undependable and only knowledge borne out of investigation and research would handle it. When imagination is taken for reality, catastrophe always results. Life only thrives on the true picture of things, people and events. There are things we'll never know this side of heaven though they'd happened here but they'll not be replaced by imaginative rebuilding or reenactment no matter what. It's a pity that we love lies and will sit watching a lie made into pictures for hours unending being entertained and some will still live life as if those lies were true. Some will even treat actors as if they're the imagined characters in reality format. But man must grow beyond rating imagination that high. Man must be in charge of his imagination and not let his imaginations control him. When imaginations take the driver's seat destination isn't sure anymore. Let vison drive and destiny is sure.
Good understanding procures favor. Good morning. Thanks for reading and keep visiting evansademanuel.blogspot.com and follow the light of vision always...

Where went Innocence?

Where went Innocence?
I woke up with the thoughts of innocence. I believe innocence is a virtue. The freedom it brings is unspeakable. It permits no burden and what sweet rest it gives.
Innocence is a world of unconsciousness, an oblivion of an unending horizon, a clear and clean sight of eternity and peace.
I see a child with no care who weighs not his word or act, not even what he hears. Sleeps when sleep comes, struggles for nothing and careful for nothing. No complexities, loves without restraints and his pains lives only for a moment. Spank your child, he will yet love you still but when bastards are reprimanded it becomes a fight.
Until we get born again and become like a little child, the kingdom of God isn't sure. Childlike faith produced by childlike innocence opens heaven's doors, welcomes the soul to eternal bliss and prayers to the answering chambers of God's throne.
Apostle Paul said he was alive once but was slain by the coming of the commandment. Who kills innocence? When did I lose it? When the death that lives in the culture and the principle that has corrupted my progenitors saw me, they attacked my innocence and called it foolishness. I saw that I had been naked and being alive became secondary, I'd rather be covered and look good though dead than be alive this naked. I took the forbidden fruit and the seed grew in me to point fingers and hide from taking responsibilities of my errors.
Yes, innocence looks like foolishness, naivety and simplicity may take the same shape and who can explicitly tell the difference? And so we spurn innocence yet wonder why no one has it anymore.
I've seen innocence lose opportunities and so look like foolishness. I've seen innocence cry and it looks too weak to survive among men. I have seen innocence punished for telling the truth and make sincerity look like a vice.
Who ever respects innocence? Yet we wonder why men have become so cunning. Innocence may look disrespectful but can be sincere but we must be politically correct even if it slays innocence and so we rate the respect we desire above innocence and so we create subtle scheming snakes.
When a man deceives his neighbor and earns big for it we call him wise. When a politician robs people of their lives but comes home with his loots as a benevolent man we applaud, if he had to depend just on what he's paid and couldn't afford to spray currency notes he becomes a bad man. So he desires to be rich and loses his innocence. We love it so and so it has been. He made it who has it even if he stole it, he is the success, you fail if you don't have it to show. So we lose our innocence.
I've been saved by innocence, I'd gone by trouble unconsciously. If I'd known that it was my lust that was been appealed to maybe I would've fallen for the temptation but I'd walked on missing an opportunity to sin in my naivety and now that I'm wiser I saw it but without a regret, grateful for my innocence. So I believe that what my innocence made me lose won't be an opportunity, traps do have open doors too. In a world where we take advantage of situations to advance selfishness, many have added death into the pot ready for a sumptuous meal.
How do I wake my innocence up again, how do I become a child once more and not be called a fool? Being born again has become mere religious parlance and many who claim such status still betray innocence. Insincerity props up here and there as we cover up in fear of one another. How I wish I can be naked and not be ashamed. How I wish we can be our brothers' cover when they go naked. So the fear of the pain of truth pushes us away from innocence.
Truth and innocence are inseparable. But not many see innocence in truth especially when truth isn't in their favor. If I innocently tell the truth that implicates a brother will that not be termed an intentional move? If I sincerely make a move in my strides that makes another looks bad, how would my move be interpreted? Would it not look as if I had a prior motive to cause the final unfortunate event? This format of thinking robs us of our innocence, it makes us watch and weigh our words and acts so that we can speak and do what is acceptable even if not coming from the heart. We love to look good and be impressive maybe that can earn us some positive movements and acquisitions not caring about our innocence. Yet we ask 'where went innocence?'
We need our innocence back even if it means not looking good or a loss of opportunities. It'll require boldness and a carefree mentality. Ambition won't help us, the childlike contentment and dependence are needed. We can't be desperate to belong and be innocent. We need faith in God and in His providence to remain true. Leave out the sense of being monitored and do what's right without the fear of going wrong. The fear of failure must not be the motivation for success.
I must despise mistakes and not worship sin. The fear of sin isn't the cure for unrighteousness, it is the fear of God that keeps from falling. I must not fear going wrong if not on purpose, I must be free. My fear of being correct robs me of innocence and may cripple one who endeavours to be right. I must be myself and not blend to what is expected instead of changing to become better. I must remain innocent ready for the consequences of being true.
I know also that innocence too can be misinterpreted and is open to suspicion but even if wrongly assessed the joy of innocence remains and the truth stays still.
So keep your innocence and let nothing tarnish your sincerity, if you go wrong let it not be out of a scheme, to err is human, depend on God and good will come. In the quest of looking good innocence goes missing. We can be naked and not be ashamed...and the burden of covering rests on those who are so laden. When you love to be sincere you will cherish other people's innocence. Good morning. Share this and keep visiting evansademanuel.blogspot.com and stay sincere and innocent!

The complexity of Forgiving Me

The complexity of Forgiving Me!
I had hurt a beloved. All sorts had gathered to push me to. My head rang with the song of Bob Marley. 'I shot the sheriff...but I did it in self defense'. My advocate said I should shut up and say nothing, he'll talk for me. My crowd are ready to fight for me, they trusted me. Witnesses could not prove I did it, at least not intentionally.  The judge couldn't pin it on me. I should be uappy but I'm not. The one hurt wouldn't talk, making things worse. That one too may be pitying me for all the troubles, who knows? Isn't that what love ought to do? And I should be happy things are going my way. But I am not!
My conscience flogs me. Even when God has forgiven me. The blows so heavy I wonder why no one hears, the pains piercing I wonder why the blood won't flow to show. And I should run away from it but I won't. It isn't enough for what I did. My conscience smites me. What would I pay to atone for my mistake? What would take my guilt away? I justify the guilt, the pain is right since I was wrong.
I cry. Deep, painful cry as Peter did when the cock crowed. Who will forgive me? Where is my acquiter? Where is my justifier? Who will tell me I wasn't wrong and would be right to me? Even if the gavel lands with freedom for me from the courts of men, will I ever let it be in the court within me? To me, the full course of 'their laws' isn't good enough to pay for  my sin even if I had pleaded 'not guilty'.
Did I plead not guilty? May be I only echoed what I was told to say, do I believe that really? I doubt. So in court I wept and yet not enough. I wept for the one I'd hurt, the one I love.
If it had been another who had done this and not me, I would be there to fight such to submission and made him pay to his last rand. So I fight and I really would submit to anything. I did what no one should do. I want to pay.
But what would I pay? What can I pay? The other crowd wants me to pay, maybe I'm really on their side inside me. Aren't they right? Because I am ready to pay. Then they overheard my pains and readiness to pay much more than they demanded. They backed out. Watch that man, he may inflict more pain on himself than what we want. We need him. They want me counseled. And the counsellor said 'Son, pls forgive yourself'
Is this a joke? How would that ever be. How would I forgive myself when it's obvious what I did? I wish to punish myself forever and I'm sure many won't mind. He said again, 'Son, pls you have to forgive yourself!' And I cry the more.
How do you know I hurt? Can you feel the blows within me? What will atone for my sin? Someone has to pay? I am ready to pay. He replied, 'Son, yes, someone has to pay, but you won't be the one to dictate what to be paid, Let the law help you, but you have to permit that by first taking yourself out of the law courts of your heart and let yourself be here'
I kept crying, but I did what I shouldn't do. How I wish they would let me inflict the pain to pay till I'm satisfied even if it would drain all life? But the counsellor won't let me. He said the world needs me and my purpose wasn't to die for a mistake I made. He said I wasn't born to make the mistake and dying to pay for it pays no one and would fulfil no purpose that benefits the world and I would have deprived the world of what good is left in me.
Yet I felt shortchanged and it's hard forgiving myself. I only felt I deserve the pain. But now I would still pay. I'll do by living to be a blessing and hurt no one no more. The counsellor told me someone took the fall for me and paid for my error. He knew I would make the mistake, He knew everyone would make the mistake and so He paid upfront and now there is no more condemnation for me if I walk with the counsellor. Now I can submit to the law and whatever sentence would be good enough.
When I accepted what the counsellor said, and believe in what His Friend paid, my conscience stopped the blows and the pain subsided and I can live again but now missing the friend that I had hurt. But we'll meet again to hurt no more! We remain friends forever!
What a miracle it was to forgive myself. What a joy to feel loved again and what great desire to love again. When we learn to forgive ourselves by accepting God's forgiveness we live for a better course that brings true meaning to our lives and enriches life for others to enjoy. Forgiving self maybe complex and would be fought by those who wants vengeance but we would need it when it is all over to face life and be a better person on the path of fulfilling life's purpose. Good morning! Share this and keep visiting evansademanuel.blogspot.com and learn what the Counsellor said, forgive yourself!
-To all hurting under the pain of 'justifiable' self-condemnation for hurting those they really loved- We all have been there, every true love has been there!

Crippling Emotions!

Crippling Emotions!
My notebook is open and my fingers ready, my mind is full of thoughts but won't flow to my pen. They aren't clear enough. My skills aren't depleted, the gifts and the calling of God are without repentance so why wont I flow? I remember I earlier had an altercation with someone and my mind is still riveted to the moment long gone and now as I wish to produce, the way is blocked.
In the evil day, the mother comes to birth but the strength to deliver departs. What takes away the strength to produce? What curse causes fruitfulness to hide? Strength is sapped when the mind is burdened with error and crippling thoughts hold fast to the labourer. No negative emotions permit progress. Be it anger or sorrow, vengeance or sadness, none supports fruitfulness so long it is in control of the man. Does the wrath of man work the righteousness of God? Does ungodly sorrow work repentance? So long I enjoy my lusts, only greed will reign and not love. If I let the sun set over my anger I waste the day. When I submit to the influence of drugs and other substances, solids or liquids, I submit to strange spirits and pull out from under the influence of the Spirit of God; two captains don't rule a ship same time. When I walk in the flesh, I can't walk in the spirit same time. When I took pleasure in venting my anger, I lost the treasure of inspiration and became crippled. But would I place on my chest a placard reading "Do not offend"? Or how do I handle being provoked so as to preserve my inspiration?   Would I run from relating so that I can be safe? Segregation doesn't confer self control, every negative emotion is rooted in the reclusive recesses of the mind and may not need a second party to grow.
When I scorn others and condemn people, when I slander and hate with impunity and think low of others without proper considerations, I need no partner in my loss of control. When I exhibit fear and nurse self insecurity and I'm pushed into error I need no accomplice to permit these strangers in my life, so my seclusion isn't an answer.
I have to face it and fight to preserve my productivity. I am glad I had discovered what sapp my inspiration and weaken my hands and now I have to deal with them decisively. I have to take hate far from me and embrace joy instead of sorrow. I must not take any offence offered, other people's mistakes shouldn't become my own business and burden, fear and phobias must be expunged from my life and faith must take the place of doubts and unbelief. I must cuddle self confidence, the sense of insecurity should have no place in me, I won't fear the worst case scenarios of what man can do to me, greater is he that is in me than the wicked threatening me. I'll expunge the sense of competition, and its twin, envy will go with it, I compete with no one but with the possibilities within me. Inordinate affections, the desires of incontinence and lack of contentment won't live in me to inflict worry and anxiety; I'll not be fretful, I'll rest in hope.
Hate will clear off my mind and love will take root deeply. I'll forgive easily and hold no wrong enough to push me into punitive retaliation. These strangers won't stop me, I refuse to stoop before them. To many it may be wise to sometimes rent these ghosts for some dirty jobs, I'm sure paying them off might not be as easy as hiring them, for once they are engaged they don't like to play the second fiddle, they boss and dictate the controls; I refuse to be under the power of any.
Does that make me a fool then? Well, if it helps me to concentrate on fulfilling my purpose on the eath then it is wise. Why should I be wise enough to lose my reason for being? It is foolishness to exert yourself and lose your life.
I'm sure after this the tempter will come fanning my temper, to destroy my resolve, and his earthly testers too will employ their jesters to make fun of my 'foolishness' and to cast their doubts betting on my failure to be what I would be and bring forth the fruits of the garden of God within me, but the husbandman is with me and the keeper of His vine won't sleep nor slumber, and I know on my duty post of productivity and purpose no power would pluck me from His hands.
Would men try? Yes! Would demons fight? Yes they will but all of them will fail for my righteous cause. The accusers will rise, the fowlers will set their traps eavesdropping to find faults to give the dog a bad name to hang it but I know whom I've believed and my redeemer is strong; having done all, I'll stand and love will prevail.
Nehemiah's Sambalat and Ezra's Tobiah won't ever succeed if we concentrate on building the walls of God with joy, the strength of the righteous.  Let no negative emotion stop you even those I'd not mentioned, when you accommodate them they relocate you to stop you. Live free, be in charge
and manifest to the fullest...Good morning, long time... Be good!
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