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Spotting 25 Sparrows in Nebraska: A Birdwatching Adventure

Speak Lord Speak-My Spokenword

?? ?SpEaK LORD SPEAK-My SpokenWord 
~There is a bird in my bush in my yard. She was the mother, she had built her nest in middle spring. And as I sat on my steps she looked onto me. She stared into the windows of my soul I softened my voice and quietly assured her that your children okay. cuz! We all belong to the Lord. Beautifully she stared, she tilted and moved her head from the left to the right and in that moment she knew that we are all God's creation. Her presence He speaks throughout through her. Together she knew within herself together we share the same space on creations time. And that we were created by mighty Elohim and that she tended to her business As we glaze upon each other. Both united creature of a Holy God. SHE FEEDS her young and I gaze abreast upon her in the bush/ hedge so in and everything was beautiful as we both were blessed.
We were thinking together the bird and I voiced aloud 
SpEaK Lord SPEAK

This day this moment we share June 1st 2023 on 12:12AM



6/1/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2023©
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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