All things serve me
My fortunes
My misfortunes
The problem
The solution
Things unseen
and seen
All things serve me
I make myself know to all things
and all things make itself know to me
I realize that the broadway is a heavily trotted path
and many have been led astray.
I have nothing but gratitude
always
because all things serve me
If I limited myself to my flesh
pain is my enemy
pleasure is my friend
but truly pain is my teacher and my friend
pleasure of the flesh is of my enemy and my adversary
All things serve me
Nothing can resist me
Because I hold on to nothing
therefore nothing can be stolen
And if one ask “where are your possessions?”
I’ll say “In heaven, where no man can reach it”
A man can throw a ball further than he can place it
So I cast my cares beyond my capacity to reach it
Like a net that is spread wide to catch all that it can
I spread my hands wide
allow myself to be all that comes to me
Allowing my self to suffer and die
so that I may become like that which has consumed me
for the end is no end at all
but a reunion to the beginning
let my body be off nourishment to those than hunger
and my blood for those that thirst
For
God is Good
God is Great
Let us thank him
for what’s on my plate
I am nothing without God
With God I am.
– Jon Nothing
All I ask is that you pray
Not to quench the fire
but the fire may purify
that which is unclean
and yet not burn you
When God brings you unto himself
he will draw you away from the fire
but closer to it
God loves broken men
Like a potter loves a broken vase
Like a clocksmith loves a broken clock
Like a musician loves a broken instrument
God loves makes use whole
but when a doctor operations on a patient
one of the things the doctor needs the most from the patient
is patience.
The more we try to fix things ourselves
the more repairs God is going to have do on us
but if we are patient and faithful
God will delivers and make us whole
and we will no longer suffer with the things of this world
for we have been fully delivered and set free
in Jesus mighty name.
Amen.
When a bacteria enters the body the good parts of you works to fight off the bad. If the good parts stop fighting, the body become sick.
Some people have became sick from not fighting the bad parts within themselves.
We are all enduring some type of inner war and if you are still here you have won many battles, I pray you keep fighting.
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