The impossibility of ever having anything to say that could conceivably match how beautiful God feels in my heart makes me pause. The sunlight itself is like sweet music from Heaven, light shining like warm love.
James 1:17-18 “Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning. Of his own will begat he us with the word of truth, that we should be a kind of first fruits of his creatures.”
The cross, a greater gift of love then I could ever deserve. Please forgive my sins by your blood and grant me eternal life with you, LORD most high. Cas
Life needs to stay simple if I am to stay sane.
Lord, the white rabbit in my head sits calm and says: You are not late.
I relax, wonderland is just a dream I can leave anytime.
I am not defined by wonderland.
I am not defined by mental illness.
Despite my mental illness, I can connect with God.
I can, I write, I feel. Thank you Lord. Cas
1 John 4:7-19 “7 Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God. 8 He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love. 9 In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him. 10 Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins. 11 Beloved, if God so loved us, we ought also to love one another. 12 No man hath seen God at any time. If we love one another, God dwelleth in us, and his love is perfected in us. 13 Hereby know we that we dwell in him, and he in us, because he hath given us of his Spirit. 14 And we have seen and do testify that the Father sent the Son to be the Saviour of the world. 15 Whosoever shall confess that Jesus is the Son of God, God dwelleth in him, and he in God. 16 And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us. God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him. 17 Herein is our love made perfect, that we may have boldness in the day of judgment: because as he is, so are we in this world. 18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love. 19 We love him, because he first loved us.”
It’s a compulsion to come. Perhaps it is insanity, but it’s more real and beautiful than all the world. Cas
I am a deer panting after the living water; please quench my thirst. Cas
Lord, is all my religious fervour a symptom of my mental illness? Do I matter to you? Do you read my prayers?
Heavenly Father, find me. Please find me in the night time of my soul and hold me in your arms. Reassure me that there is hope and I am not alone.
A little faith is all I have. Forgive my impatience, please. Cas
Hebrews 13:5 “Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.”
Day after day I will come to you……
I wish I could find a way to pump your own exquisite Holy Spirit into the very ink upon this page. I would that the Great High Priest, the LORD JESUS CHRIST, would personally offer my words to you oh Great JE-HO’-VAH!
“Awake my love! Awake and hear what the Spirit says! What the Son says! She loves You. She loves You with all her broken humanity. Smell the sweet scent of her adoration.” Cas
Don Francisco Beautiful To Me – YouTube http://www.youtube.com › watch The crowds were in the streets that day when Jesus came To town All the synagogue was there and more from miles around So I asked him home to dinner just to see what I could See Of this famous local prophet from here in Galilee And I don’t know just how that woman got into the room But you couldn’t miss her gaudy clothes and her strong And sweet perfume. She went straight to Jesus’ feet and stopped and stood Right therely Then cried and wet His feet with tears and dried them With her hair. Now of all the women in my town none was more well Known For the flagrant sin she’d lived in and the wickedness She’d sown. But He didn’t move to stop her — seemed this phophet Couldn’t tell That the woman who was touching Him was the kind they Buy and sell. And I had no idea just what this Jesus planned to do When he said “Simon, there’s something I need to say to You.” So I said “Teacher, if it’s on your mind then tell me What you will.” But as He began to speak to me the room grew quick Still He said “Take a good look at this woman now, in spite Of all her fears She’s kissed me and anointed me and washed my feet with Tears. She’s honored me and you’ve been only rude to me Instead. You gave no kiss of greeting, no anointing for my Head.” And her sins were red as scarlet and now they’re washed Away. The love and faith she’s shown is all the price she has To pay For the depth of God’s forgiveness, it’s more than you Can see And in spite of what you think of her, she’s beautiful To me Now my anger flamed to hatred, I wanted nothing more Than to take this prophet by the throat and throw Him Out the door To act like God, forgiving sins, and then speak so to Me. This itinerant from Nazareth in backwards Galilee. But instead I sat and trembled, shaken to the core The woman still was weeping as she knelt there on the Floor Jesus turned to her and said, “Your chains have been Released Your faith has saved you from your sins, rise — walk In peace.” Your sins were red as scarlet but now they’re washed Away. The love and faith you’ve shown is all the price you Have to pay For the depth of God’s forgiveness, it’s deeper than The sea And no matter what the world may think, you’re Beautiful to me.