Feb 14, 2017

Threshold

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Good morning Father! There,s this tear that falls from the eye that never finds a place to land. It's as if it's caught up in the torrent of a gushing river and it is catapulted along meandering as it travels to it's final destination. Something is driving it to stay afloat. It's not the trees on the bank, it's not the wind that you can't see or catch, what is it. It's the power of the river. The golden threshold of an unseemingly invisible force.  What's driving you to stay afloat in the path of the river. I Am the force , I am the threshold, I am your helmsman. Give me the paddle. Love God!

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