What to Do

Put the other entries in the electronic book

For now, I am waiting for the way to be shown.

It is a matter of days, weeks, or months—no more years for this book.

I figure I will keep it open until the opportunity arises for the manuscript to be printed.

Oh, it has to be almost perfect—my way, complete this time. Accept my quoting myself—the spirit of me, and Him who gave this beautiful book to me.

The Holy Spirit knew I would share, even though to date it has not been read. It was meant to be published, even though it did not sell or has not been read—the first book.

“In Presence of Spirit” still means the same thing today as it did the day I wrote them, all of them. I am still adding. I figure any one of these days will be the day I manuscript my personal writing to the Lord—conversations with the Lord.

Thank you for showing me my place in your plan, through you, Holy Spirit of Christ Jesus. The time has come. I cannot wait anymore. It is step by step—it is meant to be. It is not my imagination. It is what it is: “A gift to you and yours, and from you and yours, to put an end to the pain, and peace to our souls,” through Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior.

I do not know what is going on with me. I am excited about the writings and how big it is—all the work I have done. The chronological order is in place.

I know in my heart that it is significant to the fulfillment of my personal journey from darkness to light.

My book-writing days are coming to an end. What will I do? God will show me. It is not over—it is the beginning. I am sending it out soon.

I feel it. I have projected its outcome since “To Whom I May Concern,” November 25, 1995. It is altogether now.

It is meant to be completed and certified into publication, without any outsiders making any decision against it in any way, shape, or form.

This is a maximum input. It is maintained, it is consistent—it is an extension of “In Presence of Spirit.com.” It is the rest of my conversations with the Lord.

It is the way I wrote them, and it is meant to be. If it were not, it would not be present—and it is all here, written by me, myself, and I. The proof, the verification, the credential—a published book. “I still have them—they are twenty years old now.” Wendy