The Way It Is Written

In Jesus Christ’s name,

Holy Father, ruler of our souls, I come to You in presence of spirit.

So, in the essence of my being, in the presence of spirit, I am talking, writing, conversing—having my conversations with the Lord that can and will be shared.

It is our will, united, to complete—I say this time, in this decade—the completion of my writings in the presence of spirit, with the Lord’s Holy Spirit.

If this is not the longest letter, I had to chop them up into their individual writings, because I want it like that.

It is more understandable. Actually, it is the way it was written—day, week, month, year—time never ending, yet standing still.

In Jesus Christ’s name, Holy Son of God, bring light to the entire world.

Guide and direct us to Your eternal calling.

Open up the hearts, minds, and souls to the presence of Your Spirit.

In Jesus’ name, Lord, I come to You in writing to touch the presence of Your Spirit.

Jesus Christ, my Lord, and my Savior, who has blessed humanity forevermore.

I must come to You in the presence of spirit. I think that I am at the ending of the writing you bequeathed me with. If I write, I will, of course, put them in.

I am kind of in a non-inspirational place right now, even though I have done some heavy reading and writing. I wore my eyes out. Teach me, Lord, to pray.

Oh Lord, I say it in Your name, Jesus Christ. I state it in Your name, Jesus Christ. Oh Lord, help from eternity. I need my eye surgeries.

Oh Lord, help me through Your love. I will not lose track. Get me in shape. Exercise my brain. Publish our writings and go for it.

Let us, once and for all, see that God will rain down blessings on humanity through the unveiling of the great power of callings.

To you who are in the presence of spirit—hi, God bless you and all that you are in the Spirit of Christ. Love with one heart to heal. Wendy