Wish Well!

The dream mending where truth and justice founded of a greater character.  God holds none of his greater Son, Jesus.  Hold on, I'll get to the story.  

Listening to such a deep thought then become and to become one, a soul, body, and mind, find the truth the men of honor in a heart with the Lord.  Our Lord, Jesus, whom upon looking away, a moment, then come to this generation he would think one soul to awake God, and be hidden away.  Given to creation, wish well!  

Live, faith, joy, and peace, the hard task when you pull the bucket from the well and the bucket is filled with teaching!  There is a seriousness necessary in the heart of men that honor truth and justice in balancing embracing of the honor which once the heart given balance the righteousness in the equality within the soul from life know the wisdom of faith in honor.   Truth fills the well from all that God, Son, and the Holy Spirit are willed.

 I woke up, and the lecture hall was empty, so I said to a budding rose bush, if the Lord here, my love to wake, my soul to see his waking. Glory is the Lord, where souls having ridden well, become students of, say, a "University of Heaven",  my note:  

From creation, most souls want to be hidden away into the perfecting love from the Lord. His spirit is whit, too, life to become, joy with love.  Faith shall aways chase time and when a soul is fallen to transition, the bucket pulled then lowered to one soul, and then, shared among the world, just may become a promise to the world. 

 

Being suspended from changing a thought of the love which is a gift to whom is loved by faith, there!  Holding to give life love, and remembering to think I sat.  Wish Well!  

Man, and, woman!  Everybody went!  From everything, mind God is here!  So submitted to the spirits in heaven and to whom to come.  Now the editor of "The Heart!" (newspaper of Heaven all understanding), wanted a spiritual theory, like looking everywhere and finding no cracks to enter every hearing, to the whistle time once was then, its boxcars filled to comfort to the station of finding.  

So finding time hold a lighter wresting towards the dawn!  Faith often rises more from being forgotten, and balance belief to love from the soul, equality of man to mankind, of honor never fold the truth in honor of right. Peace and the constitutional laws which give the honesty of a nation.  What haunts the heart of a world?   

Belief one day when a transition come, to forget and transcend, the safety rope what is right, and, what is wrong.  The soul of the world is its peoples' desire to become such, loved!  Minds capturing this grain are to whom is to write the greatest awaking, the near last pebble to fall away from the soul being transitioning toward a higher peace.  

Okay!  Now, about "Guard" on the wall guarding Heaven, and the brick.  Resting of never to see, and searching for love, of faith, God, there, upon wisdom find to have sat within the shadow of his spirit, find awake in life to find.  Living finds every moment.  One change in a mind is beholding one to the other, humane treatment of man to mankind.  Equality and hope advised by the higher moral from faith now from the spirit men with the heart of knowing right from wrong standing emerging from transition,  the throne auditioning to behold, wish well!

Thank's to you Lord!

Thank's to you Lord!

It is a good life!  From the Lord.  Thank God, I do!

Upon which is His, unto today, His Holiness awakes.  The soul he sees, the present!   Hearts look to see His waking to love.  

So the audition was set and first chosen to heart, so given my heart finding more faith finally dawn.  First, heart filled with a soul carrying a mind such find of the time, looking, wisdom to present!

The closing of time, find resting the even answering assumption, awake!  Hope, come to the anchor!  Come to live the holding of thought, its ending explored still find can not bound, by the ball and chain faith and truth, to slow the ship character.  

The choice to love is searched through the heart and there is nothing which hides nature injustice.  So newly opened seeing, life trusted to the justice holding the capture mean to become timed.  Even anyway was searched and took the hand freedom, the bond, courage see the change enteral.

The door, or, the window opens and there you greeted to awake!  It is in my mind to slip a note under the door to His room, and simply write upon the page, life!  Thank's to you Lord!  

What'en No Chuckle!

The very first day awakened!  Dajuavou, from looking, and a guardsman, "Attention!" (the dove didn't get all the soul, and now found them all!), mind and soul, answers the meaning to know of belief, and I really snapped back into myself.  A shudder, a quick scratch on the head, wonder what more love, a mansion, the Son of man, a guard of Heaven, what a thought to see:  

Just a chuckle!  To life!  Come, the glory is to the Lord!

Yep!  A choice.  Let me walk around Heaven and drop one hundred bills, and, to the soul that found as a gift, all towards a smile.  Wake up in the morning all in joy.  The peace in souls is faith love exist.  Talk about wanting to do an excellent drop of the bill.  That's what would be my question if I had but one question to get into Heaven, pull the joy from faith meaning come on.  Okay, I'm gonna keep on writing a little more about the missing.  

 Ask me how many times I missed, and the deeper when not.  I was late once, and hope woke me up got me on my way, and never missed an excellent bill drop.  So to be honored of your choice thank you.  Further, the fullness or the glory is to the Lord.  Oh, the hundred:  ... need the edge of turning back, and a moment to change, hold the Lord all the glory.  What is glory?  Remember when made a note,  so the Lord is secure in the wonder unfolding from a mind to search and hold, and all wanted of faith come true.  Something as simple as Lord, thank you!  Hold up, not just like that, and know there is nothing unknown to the Lord since Adam and Eve hid from him in the Garden of Eden!  Whisper of faith, by the way, when faith look.  One hundred!  Mind smile, knowing skipped joy!  On the day busy almost made me late, one hundred right there, and all the to remember is to the Lord!  I got the job because of every generation, not one soul applied for the job, but, my thought, well.  Well, I thank you all, and I thank you, Lord.  What'en no chuckle!