Acceptance
As the rooster crows with vigor, I wonder was it on a morning like this that he arose from
that cave tomb? A morning like this where the angel touched down? Peter as you heard the
roosters that morn after you had wept in disbelief of the weakness within yourself, the brave
soul that would die with him, protect him, but then in horror at yourself you coiled as the
third denial left your lips and Jesus looked at you_____How may times and how many ways,
how many days do my action and thoughts deny my love, dedication, high calling...So many
that I can't number them. As the sun rises on the distant horizon and mist rises from the
earth especially on the creek, does the stink of the sins of humankind float upward to your
home in the third heaven?? No, for they are covered by his shed blood____Acceptance is all
that is needed and turning around__repentence..Now the sun with a blaze rises that fire ball
that now has turned orange__vibrant orange__Heat for the day will wilt my Spirit but now in
this present moment it is wonderful ___The feeling of God's love.....
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