My source of realization has not realized itself yet
a few more hours, “In Presence of Spirit,” has been accomplished, but not excerpted. I need instruction from Spirit, to move things along because I am in a rut of sorts.
My heart knows the truth. My source of realization has not realized itself yet. I am preparing if I have to, to do it all alone. I will be Okay.
I wished upon, The Supreme Beam from heaven above, and God’s lights showed down, and lit the fire of my heart. In awe, the stumbling blocks were’ tumbling down, and the road became straight, and narrow.
The seed was sown, and the wealth of Spirit has been captured in writing. To show the transfiguration from sin to freedom from sin. The protection to the Highest. Contrary to my losses. In The Promise, I reached Christ, The Transition to Exhortation. December 30, 1996
True Reality, Well Lord, Help me, guide me, light the eye that is yours in my heart. Reality finds it’s way into being: truth, faithfulness, the reality through and through, and round about. Life is through Jesus Christ. True Reality is the Presence of God. 96′
Showed me, my soul and it’s contents the promises have been ignited. I believe in your magnificent powers of The Universe. It is not make believe what I have been through. You taught me about faith, the true meaning came from up above. 1996′ Wendy Yvette Greenwell
It is, “In The Presence of Spirit,” actual accounts of inside peace with Christ
actual accounts of inside peace with Christ. You can hear it in the writings. At least I wrote while going through the transitions. I hope I can write again. I am purging, get a feel for this new life, I am under protection, better safe than sorry.
No one cares, my plight, my battle, well, it is my job, and I did it. The worst part is over. Do we have some start? Inspirational or do I keep them between you God and I. Your the only one who knows, all this stuff. This incredible journey, I have been through.
I have gotten the three-dimensional view, inside, outside, roundabout. I am so glad you want to read the writings, it means so much to God and I. Your eyes will be the first to read, if it is to be only You Me, and God, I am satisfied, but I feel God has something else, in the plan, will see.
Oh, I pray that I may write like that again. At least, you know I am still writing, otherwise to me, “I feel the Spirit was guiding me, and I was inside.” It is like a death experience. “I wrote while I mediated with God or should I say, God, mediated with me.” Once again, I am honored that you want to read my writings through the Spirit, and the in-between.
Scriptures I am sending, go with the absorption, of the oneness of Christ’s Ever Presence. Which do make these writings, sacred to God, Me, and You, and the World, that does not even know about it. Oh well, first things first. November 23, 1996, Wendy Yvette Greenwell
A Letter: I am happy you welcomed me with the caring heart,
Finding the knowledge that God was giving us round about
You have for me. I got to spend five months talking with you. I would have died if you had not been willing to do God’s will complete. You did not judge me, lest you had you would have told me. You are a very strong woman, and you have a firm hold on the facts of God’s mysteries and secrets, and You are strong in faith, love, compassion, patience.
You gave me unconditional love, understanding. You guided me through a hurtful, confusing, end of the affliction of sin, to find the knowledge, that God was giving us roundabout, the end is not yet.
As you can see in my writing,
That I have been reading, God’s Words, I am getting impatient, lost, scared, and I want God to come and get me now, for what am I without, I have been alone, I am not taking my will, I wish God would speed things up.
I cannot burden anyone, and I am overwhelmed with their lives. I want to leave, and I have nowhere to go. I feel like I am an intruder, and I have nothing to show for anything.
I have the Bible; I want to see action,
I have nothing to give. I have faith that our justice lies entirely in the hands of God. For what else can I do but read, pray, sing, write, and wait. “Seek, and ye shall find, knock, and the door will be opened, look, and you will see.”
These “letter writings” were’ written to my Guardian Angel, in the here and now. She received them, read them, put them in order and gave them back to me, so I could see how far I had come after months. March 4, 1996 (This is written 16 days after my Divorce.)
I get this feeling, and I have to write.
Things I need to say, but mostly it is not, from my mind, it is from my heart. I made some terrible mistakes, and I suffered my iniquity, I thought that was enough, and then the things that followed.
I know that God has forgiven me, I can not forgive myself. My esteem I have none. Walking on, “The Words of God.” Sometimes, I feel that is not enough to keep me afloat.
I do not see, how I am going to get through this. I do not know anything about my children, and no one can do anything for me. I have to do it myself; I can’t even do that.
Learning a different way of life, no demands, no fires to put out. It is not understandable, and it is incomprehensible that the system is actually for abusive, adulteress, him. They are insufficient in all matters about the outcome, not the why’s and wherefores. March 18, 1996
As you will be able to see,
I have been writing and reading a lot. Remember when we discussed writing a book. Well is this the makings, or am I insane?
A lot that is in the long-suffering of humankind is the generations, and what was passed down. As it says, “the third generation will start figuring it out.”
I enjoy writing.
I have something to say. I can not keep silent. It is going to be a solid pack of truths. God’s truth is unfolding before our eyes. My heart and soul are grounded in all honesty, for the seeds have been sown for a better tomorrow. March 19, 1996,
Thank You for life. Thank You for words. Thank You for giving me the rights, You have given me, in Spirit. All the why’s have been answered. My study through Your Precious Words makes all the pain, be so much more bearable. March 20, 1996, Wendy Yvette Greenwell
Bless, “In Presence of Spirit.” Bless The Whole World
I am asking in your precious name,” I place, “In Presence of Spirit,” in Your Heavenly Hands.
Lord Jesus, Your Heavenly Spirit, guided the beautiful prayers, out of me, and You, Richard, Dorrance Publishing, and I gave them to whoever should read, and they are not reading. It is not selling.
Oh Lord, forgive me for whatever I did not do. Help me Lord, bring me to where, You want me to be. Help me come out, into the world again, a productive witness. Oh Lord Help!
Lord, please bless this day in every way. Help Us, get along, and clean up this mess. Help Us Keep You first and foremost in our minds and hearts.
Forgive me for all my sins. Bring Your peace to the multitudes. “Bring gladness to hearts for sure there is an end to the pain.” Bring the Holy Comforter down and rest with The World, and me.
Bless, “In Presence of Spirit.” Bless The Whole World. Thank You, Lord Jesus. I Love You, Lord Jesus. I Praise You, Lord Jesus. In Jesus Christ Name. Amen February 28, 2004, Wendy Yvette Greenwell I love this picture, I am going to leave it as is.
2001 will be a fast year, my, “In Presence of Spirit,” is being read. We are one in Spirit, so I take nothing from you, Jesus Christ, because we entwined in Spirit, in the writings. We know this is to be true in our hearts and verified through, “The Scriptures.” “Course in Miracles,” “Super Beings,” John Randolph Price, Oswald Chambers, “My Utmost for His Highest.” A few others.
All the letters, I sent out, and all the letters I kept. For what? To verify, to edify the omnipresent words, and inspiration from Jesus Christ with love. Even in my weakness.
I stand and ask the Lord,
Make thy path open for all to come home to Father God, Father Son, Father of The Holy Spirit of Jesus Christ. Let them walk into Your Healing Hands.
Cleanse them of the lie.
Cloth them with the understanding of Your Universal Words, and Presence. If it were’ not for You Jesus Christ, and Your Calling for me to complete this incredible piece of work, I would still be searching.
Dorrance is reading it.
After all that it took to get me, five years away from him. No one would give me the time of day. But anyway, I continued in my quest to complete 1996, 97, 98, 99, 2000 writings. I guess I might be writing in the future. <impressive prediction> At the Arroyo. December 29, 2015
My Book is Out
My Book is out, and they will read it, that is their job. Accept or deny. I place this in Jesus Christ’s hands; The Spirit will guide whoever reads it. Heal the World through Jesus Christ Presence. December 31, 2000
Last day of the Year
Last day of the Year, Two Thousand. Wow so much has happened in five years since the “last fight,” with me. So many people are hurting. Still going through all the stuff, I wrote about. I know there is a way to stop the madness. My family, my children and I, now 18, 16, 15 tomorrow, My New Years baby she is not a baby anymore, are concerned. Happy New Year 2001 December 31, 2000, Wendy Yvette Greenwell
