Friday, July 3, 2020

HOLY HOLY HOLY

How am I going to live? You say my purpose henceforth is to sing to you, Father, Son and Holy Spirit and the angels are the choir that accompanies me in this chant. This angel whom I saw in the dream who has one foot on land and the other on the sea is also beside me and he accompanies me as I sing. The Seraphs cry Holy, Holy, Holy. The Cherubs worship with the Wheels, the Archangels and all the Host of Heaven worship you as I sing and they accompany me. The Son joins me as we sing to the Father. The Father joins me as we sing to Jesus, the ultimate love for He is the love of the Father, of the angels, of men, of creation, of everything that is. The Holy Spirit is the bond of love between the Father and the Son in whom I am.

Creation also worships as I sing, the earth, the heavens, the wind, space, the trees, the birds, the animals, the stars, the sun, the moon, nature and everything there is worship as I sing to the Lord. I don’t need an audience of men; I have already achieved my purpose of being here: I sing to the Lord. Henceforth, this is how I am going to live. The Lord has given me the purpose of being here. I don’t need to travel to the United States or to be at the Olympic Games. I have the greatest audience ever: the Lord is my number one fan and the mighty angels are here with all of creation.

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