Sweet Mercies

Help me, Jesus, in Your “Sweet Mercies.”

Bring gladness to hearts, for sure there is an end to the pain—the void, without You. With You, Jesus, even in the midst of the battle. You have saved me millions of times. I realize every minute is a miracle from You, Lord Jesus.

So many are suffering, people are hurting; they are lost. I need help to help them find You sooner rather than later. The years are up. I have taken my stand. But what? I am in desperate need of restoration in body, heart, mind, and soul.

I need “The Universal Mind of You, Jesus.” 

To bring about massive change in my circumstances and advance into the publication of Our Book, Our Writings. It has never been an empty statement.

 It has not been read; it is ready to be found.

The complete book will follow. No response yet. Soon, I believe, soon. I started the action to modify the reaction. In the most basic form of communication, the way I know how.

“Show Them The Way” is significant to millions of women and children, who will decide to have their babies. Make room for our babies to come home to their families and breathe the air of life. Not the forever of death. Death in the flesh, of each one, existence.

 Oh, Lord! Let the words of “Show Them The Way,”

Touch the hearts and minds of the ones that need to know, now! Not another second later. Lord, bring about the solution to these young and old alike. So, they will make the ever-after choice. Not death and destruction.

Bring our babies back, Jesus. Bring Your healing waters of life eternal, in You, with You, through You, round about, the glory of You and Your ever-presence.

Open Up the Gates of Heaven and Rain Down Miracles.

Every Conception in the World. Bring mothers and fathers together in peace, harmony, love, understanding, and compassion. Be friends, not enemies.

 Join Together In Embracing The New Day.

The New Year, the New Admission. I can not, but you can through The Unveiling of Our “In Presence of Spirit.” The inspiration is from and through you, Lord. I would not Publish Gibberish.

“I believe it is meant to be written.” Especially the unraveling of my true heart pain and anguish. Put in words, in such detail, that I could not sit in the shadow anymore. I had to put it in Washington, DC. I sent it, and there was no response from “Show Them The Way.” December 24, 2009, to The Washington Post. “Sweet Mercies,” written January 10, 2010, by Wendy Yvette Greenwell.