I am here; I'm not far away; I'm always close. There is nothing outside my understanding; my ways reach far beyond what you can see.
Tomorrow the evening hour approaches when my father’s voice will be heard. There is much you don’t know. When the hour nears the nightingale will begin to sing, it is then that a door in the sky will open; why that door appears is a mystery. Who among you watches and waits for the hour; to see what sights appear in the sky; who will doubt the day and evening’s signs.
Search your heart Donald, look around you; you have seen evidence of my friendship standing in the lake before dusk, up to your chest in the warm water, looking across the lakes calm surface watching the sun set. I have spoken to you there many times before, and you have told people we’re friends, and you are not mistaken.
Every sign of hope in the world points to a future that is good Donald; all thoughts free of worry, encouraging idea’s, imagined places of possibility, ideas of what the unknown might offer, all dreams people have of where life could lead in hope, is not experienced by you without planning and a purpose that is good.
You know the sound of my voice well; you are wise to imagine and hope that what’s found here now is a very small part of everything else that waits to be known. The more you understand my truth the closer you will get to me. I am not an illusion, despite what your critics say; you are not experiencing a delusion when you talk to me. This life is not devoid of significant meaning but instead has a guarantee of great purpose.
Many of my children’s hearts are now living in darkness. I speak of such evils as murder, violence, rape, torture, not preventing hunger, not giving the sick much needed medicine’s, not helping the homeless, and those who start war. Flee from evil and be reassured whatever happens I will be fair with you and heal you from all of life’s pain. This is a journey you’re on that I require you to know. Despite the pain in the world you will obtain great wisdom by walking on this world’s shores. But know this is not the best possible world.
A time is coming when you’ll be glad to know what this journey you’re on is teaching you. In my father’s house is more that’s pleasing to you than your heart now recognizes or desires. The peace you’ll receive here is better than anything you’ve ever known. The experience of joy you’ll know here is better than any other state of euphoria, and is ever lasting, which means joy never diminishes in its strength; you will also develop impressive thoughts, challenging ideas, experience an excitement everyday, while sharing your pleasing insights that have no end.
When you look out the mansion windows the hills will be filled will sunshine, song birds, fountains, and quiet pools. The angels lurk amid the clouds while hikes through the mountains offer personal alone time with God, with wonderful vistas, walking on trails where a hidden library might appear, or something else wonderful, full of mysterious books holding insights of God and his unfathomable reaches never known by anyone before.
This is a parable now of glory, wonder, and beauty unsurpassed, of possibilities never imagined, or understood, that wait when the hour comes. I speak to all who will listen; I encourage you to be strong and courageous and know as best you can that hope is never lost, and try and understand goodness can never be defeated and the love you have for each other, and the love I have for you, will never end.
This that I say to you now is the truth. Life is not an absurd, meaningless, or random place, but this is a world I have deliberately designed for you. Remember to try and pursue peace online when you drink whiskey Donald I know it’s difficult.
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