I will not fear. I will not be afraid.
Send your servants, and have custody of my eyes.
Send those that know, and I shall know them.
May I look up and find halos.
May I witness to the six pair of protection— the divine relayer of message.

If it takes over a month, I will kill my flesh.
I will embrace holy strength and forego these urges.
Father, may I master discernment.
Lord, I know not the full truth.
I will reflect on my Spirit and deny condemnation of worldly misuse.

I scream in my head.
Down on both knees.
I weep of the distance from earth to your presence.
Tell me something nice, joyous, and kind.
Or tell me of suffer, the world's end, or your fright.

Be my rock so plain yet sturdy.
Make me a fortress for your kingdom's glory.
Tell me what I need to know to endure a fleshless 40.
My heart yields to Spirit and it strives to know the Truth.
I long to meet Jesus, to be in communion, and serve the Heavens with you.



Monday 10 March 2025