My minds mental play is so literally for thee. Knowing where ever I go all the worlds dream loving me, What could I say yet do. Enjoying being me and loving you through, For my words I supplant to seed to water into air. Bringing to light and form, Eyes point to ideal. How beautifully artfully lyrically loving I am. My mind’s moving play flows painting before thee , Wherever I go, the world dreams loving nurturing me. A whisper, a pulse, a visions comes you, Enjoying being me and seeing it through, Each word I breathe, these seeds into air, Watering thought, forming light. Heavens point ideal in sight, Bringing forth beauty, birthing the bright. How artfully, lyrically, loving I am, Molding the world thinking the touch my hand. Breathing creation, painting the view, For my soul sings lovingly me you, Art Baby Blue.
how do you feel Son it's been a moment since I asking feeding you seeing your view me enjoying it too gratefully I am so happy is sea you staying course allowing my energy to fulfill what I planted inside before birth growing beyond my your Father's creation enlarging life for all appearing before eyes what more could I ask always ready to pounce for my wish and will granting my skill love for breathing reel knowing it's just a dream yet playing all games bringing forth leal how sparkling light you know longer conceal how do you feel Sun so fresh and so clean I am knowing my stand is for real so to speak refreshing lite and flying high like kite exciting it is Father joyful to be yet feeling your arms surrounding me I breathe clear knowing you're near oh how so proud I am of me yet you father mother two
BARABBAS OR JESUS – Neville Goddard April 5, 1963 Tonight’s subject is “Barabbas or Jesus.” This is the greatest trial that ever took place in eternity. You have read of trials in countries where billions are involved. It means nothing compared to this trial. This is the greatest of all trials. When we read the scriptures we find things like the raising of Lazarus, which is the most fantastic thing you can imagine. A man who was dead for four days and his sister said: “By this time there is an odor” and he raises Lazarus, and yet only one Evangelist records it – only John tells the story. Matthew, Mark, and Luke do not mention the story of Lazarus. How could you tell the story of a man in this world who could raise someone who had decayed and bring him back to life, as we understand life, and not tell it as part of his biography? I could take you through the many stories and show you that one story is told by two, and sometimes three, and only by one, yet here, in this stor...
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