Testimonies

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November 27, 1997 @ 12:09am

It has just turned early monday morning after a very blessed day. I write this to you, my Father in heaven. Forgive me for my disobedience, my folly, and my youthful lust. Help me to love you more than I think, and think on your love for me more than I do. You have taught me so much and I have understood so little.
Sometimes I don't know if you allow my heart to be broken to establish your truth in me or that my heartbreaks are caused by my not heeding your instructions. In the scheme of things eternal it is probadly both. Either way all things will work together for good, to the kingdom and the sons and daughters of the Light.
There is one experience with you that has spoken to me about just why we call you Father. I remember being caught up into your Throne Room,(whether in the body or out of the body i cannot tell)and while lying prostrate in the sapphire floor you picked me up and sat me on your lap and whispered things to me of ages yet to come. I cannot remember those words but I do remember you, a loving Dad who took the time for one of His sons who least of all deserves an audience with you. I ask you now for the grace to see you as you are and to see others and myself as you see us. Thank you for not leaving me when you should have and caring for me whenI did not care for myself. By your Spirit and word teach me how to see you more plainly. Cost? Oh yes I know that the tuition for these lessons are high but the price of our redemption was much more costly. I am constrained to remember that if you spared not your own Son, I cannot expect you to spare me. I must pay but you must help me to pay the right price.

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