I was alive at the beginning and free to serve The Lord said I was alive in the Lord’s words Yet I fell to comparison and greed Yet my heart grew dim I was aware of him With a shout I cried out “Free me from this prison of sin” So, he laid it all down before him He gave it a name and crushed it before it could speak So, I rested at the understanding my name means little And I carry with me a gift that I am free So, I wait and see you Lord are free too To place me at the midst of me So, while I am he who understands thy word I hunger for it like gold and silver Like pure gold is valuable and silver useful for many I value your word to carry me through the storm I value you as a child values honey As a kid loves sweets So, I value you to taste Father who alone cares for us As a child you carry me to you Photo by Michelle McCormick on Unsplash
Now the feet of those who deliver the good news are blessed, says the Lord. So we are not to worry about bringing supplies or even carry with us extra clothing or worry where we are to stay. God was intending to care for his people with ultimate careful attention to detail and also give them provision for the way ahead of them. The Lord want’s to develop in you a precision accuracy in delivering words. He desires the very fabric of the word to be sent from a pure heart and with all intent of pure mind. This development is what I used to make architecture in Heaven with accurate esteeming and great development of character. Can I show you my hand in the process? Wounded from nail scars coming from my own people. These were not accidental credits for my sin. These were not even a credit for my love. This was not even a recognition of my love for you. It was pure destructive hate. Yet I call you to rise. Take your place among those who consider it shame to shrink back. So even as the...