| Posted: 2004-05-31 |
I Am The Whirlwind That Blows |
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By:
June Sanders |
The ashes of the past from the Landscape of your soul, Memories of failure, heartache and loss are being replaced, Replanted by My goal. In this transition the old becomes new, For your God-given dreams are coming true. The winds of change are blowing as My kingdom life transcends, You may rest assured My dear ones in the whirling of My winds. Many have been collected, rejected, but protected. This is the hour of fulfillment for My elected. Though the tempest now rages shaking all within it's path, I am blowing out confusion and tendency to wrath. When I lift up My voice, it is carried by the wind, To clear a path and make a way where confusion has been. As you gain a new perspective, see more clearly My plan, Negatives blow away, replaced by My healing hand. In the heated press of battle, the fog-of-war will blind, Now enter into rest and ease your eyes, your ears, and mind. |
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