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"Why is there so much evil and hatred on Earth?"
He replied, "the Earth's balance in the natural and in the supernatural
has been greatly contaminated, and distorted by the great liar...
the great liar who roams in both realms.  Satan comes to lie, steal
and destroy man's soul and no one can stand up to him, the prince of
darkness unless the power of the Holy Spirit is within a man or woman.
All a person has to do is ask God sincerely and on bent knees for this gift," this 
Lion had said to me with total authority.  The golden sunlight that found its
way through the dense forest started to take on a more brilliant intensity, a 
more compelling intensity.
"I want to trust people again, but the ones I trust always seem to let me down
when I need them most Sir."  He replied, "Dearest, you let yourself down by not
trusting you God-given instincts. You should listen to that Spirit inside you much 
more than you have been doing.  That Spirit will never misguide you.'
"I don't love myself like I know I should, or I would trust my instincts more,"
I said as I looked down at my feet. I was standing barefoot on the softest forest
floor that could ever be imagined. It was a good feeling to be so comfortable
in a place that has never been far away from me.
"Why do you feel so inadequate for the tasks and towards the things that I so
want to give you?" He asked me as the ground shook slightly to get my
attention focused back on Him.
"Because I'm ugly in my sight, and you're so beautiful. I have done such bad 
things, not only to you and to others, but also to myself.  I haven't been doing the
greatest job for you down here for a very long time, and I am ashamed of 
myself," I replied.
"Do you want to stay in that mind set? Are you comfortable where you are in
life little one?" He asked softly.
"No, because I know that I can do better by not only improving myself, but my
life in general.  I can help many people, but only when I decide to become
a stronger spirit," I said.
"What is stopping you?"
"Myself I suppose," I replied.
"Love, I have forgiven you.  Why don't you come closer?" He said as His light
which mingled with the sun's light too on a brighter, warmer intensity.


(to be continued in The Conversation Begins  Part II)
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