In my Heart
'You must be born from above.'
The wind blows where it wills, and you can hear the sound it makes,
but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes;
so it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit."
Jesus My Ever Beloved Savior,
My brother, my Father,
I know not where the wind blows from, nor I know why the blue jay sing in the early dawn, all I know is Thy Heavenly Father created them..
As Springtime is arising, the streams flow effortlessly into the lake as to feed the fish, turtles, fish, as the sun slowly begins its accent, its rays reflects upon the tall sturdy pine tree, of which to provide shade for Your children to seek refuge my daughter to delight in, for she sees you in each living animal, flowers, sun..
Your fields are alive with bright colorful flowers, sunflowers turn their face upon the heavens, amen I say unto you Heavenly Father, it is not for me to know why or where the wind blows, only that I see, feel, know of Your presence in my life through your gift of the Holy Spirit.
“Jesus, I trust in You” AMEN”
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