Rich In Spirit
Rich in Spirit.
Rich is to be rich in spirit. To be known in heart, mind, body and soul. To be known to the core can only be known through spirit. With spirit comes love and a knowing beyond yourself that is your spirit.
Spirits are unique and individualized, for all living things are spirits. You can cultivate a loving spirit that’s giving and forgiving or abuse your spirit; losing your way! It’s an individual decision that will play back over time.
Being rich in spirit brings peace in life and reassurance when facing death. A rich spirit comes with a love so strong none can completely understand it. Nothing in your spirit can be hidden and will come to be known either in life or death.
I believe when one passes whatever was contained in their spirit shall be revealed to whomever it would have made a difference and both spirits will know the other spirit or spirits know at the same time. In death, the spirit had either made atonement for its sins or will suffer the consequences of seeing and knowing, how it affected others.
Spirits never end, instead they receive an eternity based on their previous spirit path. Once a spirit passes having been rich; the spirit will know an eternal blessing from above. A rich spirit held no hateful thoughts, desires or actions, only shared love from its spirit. Rich in spirit is rich in love as love is rich in spirit.
A spirit that passes having lost its way clearly sees’ what’s waiting. Their life’s spirit path passes before their eyes. The hurt and pain the spirit caused, (now revealed to those below) the darkness within no longer hidden and the eternal damnation they will endure now brings a reality not acknowledged before. Torment and torture are what the spirit shall know.
I’m rich in spirit for I give all the love I can. I hide no darkness or evil doings and have chosen to forgive. I know not what some spirits believe but one thing for sure is a spirit must come clean!
For out of our hands and into those above; we made a choice and then did or didn’t come clean.
Every spirit traveled an unknown path, tripped by briars along the steppingstones, some stones made with slippery slopes, and rough terrain. While other steppingstones were lined with love. My spirit chose to cultivate the stones of love and continue to grow rich in spirit. While a spirit on earth or sent above, my spirit being rich; I pray to remain above.
Debbie Knapp
12/02/2019
Copyright © Debbie Knapp | Year Posted 2019
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