Wendy, with Jesus {the Holy Spirit,} “In Presence of Spirit,” in writing to The World. Make no doubt about it, the Lord has called His people home; those that can hear, let them come unto God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit. I leave all the plans in Your hands, Lord, because…
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I am back in the Bible. I have been reading, writing vocabulary, and writing scriptures. I cannot sing right now. I am not going to give up on getting a job. You know I needed to be with my twin. For many years I was hurt; she was not with me back in the day;…
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In Jesus Christ’s name I pray. Jesus, I do not know what to do. I am at a standstill, and I am having a lot of eye pain, migraines, “that were not migraines at all.” Oh, Jesus, where is my passion? Where is my focus? Where is my love? My life? My understanding? I am…
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May 29, 1996, Moon through the Trees in the front yard Twenty-four hours, Lord, help me in your graces the day and night through The day before what would have been our fifteenth anniversary, he remarried on May 18, 1996, a few months after the divorce. I did not know at this time he was…
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These two wild male turkeys held me, hostage, serious. I walked over to take pictures at the pier, and these two wild turkeys stopped me in my tracks. They scared me so badly. I finally got between two stumps, and the palm tree was behind me, and a woodpile was in front of me. They…
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I have regressed a bit, but I am in reality. It was a tough week previously. I need to strive totally for my independence, and I am satisfied with all the divorce, for now; later it will be a completely different story. All the years were a struggle. I am not happy with what I…
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Thank you for helping me through the hardest time of my life. Writing is just much more personable. I am a little impatient. I have been writing a lot, about knowledge of the understanding of the Bible. I am thankful for my twin; the anger I once had is gone from God. He fixes what…
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Aches and pains feel like crawling in a hole and never coming out. Desperate, at the end of the dead end. What is keeping me back? Where is any confidence? Inner self, please start peeking through; show me, help me, show me my truth of existence, and vice versa. You know way more than I, for…
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Each time I read and work on my writings, it is as if it were the first time. It is always in the presence of spirit. “In Presence of Spirit,” one in spirit, one in the Lord. In an everlasting splendor of the Presence in such explicit detail. All the while knowing one day I…
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See, there is a difference in our letters and my writings. His are to his first family, well, our family, and they are significant to the fulfillment of “In Presence of Spirit” as a whole developmental process from beginning to end. The first book is the credentials that I had done at the time; it…
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