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The only light was on a grave.
I searched the soul of a body dead;
My link to heaven
where young women said:
You can bring light where there`s darkness,
we can`t do that here
where light`s everywhere.
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The only times I'm pure
is when I press my two halves together
and cry while I emerge to the sky
and when I laugh so hard
I think I shall die.
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I am drowning in my own tears,
dried out without You near,
bathing with me in the Great ocean.
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I am a slave
of the skin I try to save
That God suddenly
can tear away.
How can I in heaven be?
The skin joins the scenery.
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I kneel down
and close my eyes.
Look for His face.
It melts into mine
As through
a mirror; His eyes
I see myself,
the lies.
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I want to make a lovely
light of death;
A stripe of darkness
in a mausoleum,
changes in the colours
I roam
to closest my body
in storm.
I regret in the horizon
of humbleness;
The changes of clothes;
My death row.
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I feel so green by the thought of you, God,
even though I am out of the woods now.
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God is soft and sensitive as a tongue.
Hard and sharp as teeth.
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If you want to be saint-like, be humble!
Then you will be open to the highs and lows,
the outer and inner in perfect balance, like a cross.
No longer full of yourself.
Pride is in the way, but you don't have to crush it.
You can melt it away with My love.
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God has said seek and you shall find.
Some people dig for dirt. They will surely find it
because the world is full of it. Others seek diamonds.
Both are real, but dirt can't reflect the light of truth.
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If you neglect love
when communicating with another
you make them feel inferior.
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If you aren't prepared to serve the Lord
you aren't fit for heaven.
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Jesus said to me:
Suffering is for the sake of wisdom.
Love honours you that way.
Listen to the voice inside you whispering;
Let yourself out there in the woods
where I can be found in all living.
Let yourself out there where you belong,
in My heart, where I very slowly will nourish you.
I have eternity to feed you spoon for spoon.
Cold little you I will take into my great warm heart.
I miss you.
Jesus continues:
I wander from house to house
I can't find an opening.
The strictly forbidden rumour about mankind
is the secret of my soul:
You reflect me. You see me as nobody else does.
Let's talk for a while about suffering.
Have you all forgot its purpose?
Have you forgot the frame it is for My love?
How can I love someone who is content? Tell me!
I love you and I will wander here for eternity
until I have collected everybody
into my heart. Know that!
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Nothing at earth is great. No mountain,
but the love between Gods creatures.
When experiencing love all seems great.
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We are all created, but not all yet born,
like a seed in the dirt that almost suffocate
before the shell cracks.
When the plant rise above the earth,
feel the air and see the sun
it is born into heaven.
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Love each other!
And know God to know how!
That's all life is about.
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May these regretful tears
soften me so much
I am never harsh again.
My fears of man is gone.
God fill the void with love
so I don't get too bold.
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The greatness of Gods love
is unfathomable to me
so He's pouring drops of honey.
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The reason why I don't feel valuable is
I don't value what is valuable.
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I'm walking towards God,
but the Wailing wall is blocking the way.
When my ass-end is removed, however
I will melt into Him who backs me up.
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My womb is full of love-seed.
It's you and Me, God says.
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When God dwelt
He cut through the bible with a knife of gold
through all the pages and further down
into the flesh of my throat.
It bled a lot, but I came alive.
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Death awaits
A skeleton stands in my belly
and hammers the last nails in my coffin.
I beg him: Can't it wait now that I want to live?
But, no! The coffin must be ready
to catch me when I fall
and send me into flames
where what I have against people
will drip off me like tar.
Later the coffin will soar into heaven
and hopefully no more dislikes is left then.
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I entreated God:
I lack respect for people!
Then Jesus bowed down and showed it to me;
Respect and honour for my suffering
in a fragment of light I now can feel
and show everybody.
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Behind my broken heart
= a terracotta vase
grows a pink lily.
Only petals can feel
snow crystals melt
and dribble into the receptacle.
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I let love out of the cage when you prayed
where it hit your divine love
and sprang up where you prayed to.
I followed along to the tree of unity
where a nightingale sang:
A selfless servant isn't better than a needy beggar.
Everyone is an angel in the light.
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God exists.
That is obvious, but even though most people don't believe it,
they still expect to see the most sublime from others,
so I must prove it through every action.
God exists
even though one shouldn't expect the slightest sign of it
when most people live in ego-hell.
People will complain as long as you are not perfect
and if you became perfect they would complain enviously.
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The crucified one sank down
to the bottom of the ocean
in the shape of a cross
and etched into a soft, red star.
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You say you don't believe in a God, invisible.
Only infants are so attached to the breast and the milk
they don't see to who it belongs.
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Everything is from God,
but usually I'm too low-browed to see it.
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Languishing
I spent time creeping in.
It takes time hauling myself out again with my arms
while the legs are hanging back in the mud.
I don't see light in the end. The darkness is beige.
I'm not raised by the hair anymore. That's ripped off.
Light is only the knuckles where the mud is smeared off
on my journey down here.
When will the sun show up again
and dry me up so I can brush this mud off me?
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Love is so patience it can only be in infinity
and it is so great it can only fit into endlessness.
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The tear enlarge the letters in the Word.
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Jesus: I don't care about your flaws. I care about you!
You come to me, getting rid of one thing after the other in your way.
You are not going to hell or back to earth again somewhere,
you are coming to the warmth I wrap around you.
In the light I see you exemplary.
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Trapped
There is no place to go
so I give up my life to God
and by that I am lifted
until the Lord stands right above me.
In the moment of expectation
time stands still before He reveals a light.
I stick my tentacles into it
and in the very same glimpse
I slip into the life in the body,
but now to my core.
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I crawl through a hose of pain and come to see
God flushes through it to the ocean
while Jesus runs before me.
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Awakening
I'm the spirit above the water
and it reacts to what I shed light upon.
I'm on watch while the mind and body are sleeping
and I awaken them by incorporating the faculties of the soul
that creeps with see-through arms underneath the ribs
so the heart shaped soul get a grip by the chest.
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Exorcism
They lay their hands on me.
Water drizzle down in mine.
One has put his cold ones on my temples.
Within them blood vessels burst into air
and the sizzling blood turns out in his hands
to be the struggles of the flesh only.
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A misdeed is the expression
of a lack of something divine.
When I no longer wish anything for myself
misdeeds leaves me.
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You don't have to hide what is the matter or let it hinder you.
There is only one way; The one between you and God.
Surely God then wants to help clear the way between you.
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Green trees keels over
the wet soil of the woods
around a grassy hole
with a golden light at the bottom.
I want to crawl down and see.
God sits down there
with a sharp smile and a flame
handing gold bars over to me.
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My faith in God in the darkness
illuminated the body of Christ
so Jesus teared off a whole leg, happily
and let it descend to me.
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When I dive deep down to a tangle
and ask God to untie it
heavenly creatures comb it out
with a single streak.
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God didn't want
me to think on my own
so He dragged me down
so low I no longer could.
As a fallen He knew
I would cling to Him
and as blank as it made me
I received easily
the answers He gave.
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Of course I'm twisted.
How can I stand straight on my own two feet
when I got no support?
There are several types of crutches.
I'm not steady with or without them
so let me fall and leave me there
God can give me the foundational truth.
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I slide down the path of blood.
A stream after Jesus and His followers.
The more martyrs the easier and faster it goes
for others to follow.
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If the love from humans didn't fail
I may never have yearned for the divine.
So I should stop complaining
about others shortcomings.
The Absolute has me.
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I found You.
Hearkened to Your heartbeats.
You beat me down with hammer blows.
Your big heart crushed my outer heart
and won me.
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Our Father!
Where did you learn to Father us?
Mother earth taught me,
who kindly showed me in her.
She lives and breathes Me
so I can direct the souls in her.
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God came into my body.
I felt His life and saw the golden light
flowing in the mirror of my heart.
My father's face looked down in it.
He appeared to be as playful as me.
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Your will is like a calm ocean of light,
irresistibly soft, unlike ours
that demands futile toil.
As long as I cling to the world I strain myself
because God on the other side tries to loosen me,
suck this dust to Himself.
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The tears come from sensing You.
They shed like my skin,
run down off me.
You mark every tear on my cheek
as a mirror
for Your light and face.
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I weep to cleanse me with tears
so the soot from the purgatory washes away
and I can see the sun shine in the mirror again.
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I came to You naked, chalky-white in the dark.
You folded me into Your black cape
and carried me close to Your chest up to the light;
Your mighty Kingdom.
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When God is dismissed like the root
and the protecting leaves of the cauliflower
what remains is a cabbage head.
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My red labia minora,
is bathing in the ocean.
They are the roots
of the flower in my chest.
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I died, but didn't run to heaven like I thought I would,
but fell silent in the dark alone,
afraid of condemnation from those in the light.
An angel came and lifted me up and carried me
through the midst of a church floor in heaven
to female servants of God, of which some where nuns.
My shortages were invisible here.
They were left as nothingness in the darkness at earth.
Here was neither a trace of condemnation.
They worked in unity, not by duty,
but by the joy of performing God's will.
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Jesus bowed down in the ocean
with a thorn crown on his head
and swiped through the deepest abyss.
When he arose from the enlightened sea
each thorn on the crown held a pearl.
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You attract everything you fear
because God wants you to overcome it.
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If Gods light doesn't shine on you
it shines on the other side; Within,
because like the sun it always shines.
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God told me:
Be a daughter of gold
and spin your heart around Me!
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A rose grows slowly inside me.
It unfolds with the sound of blueberries
between my teeth
and the juice dribbles into His mouth
that laps up its good bye eternally.
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Judgement is struck down
by prayer.
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When God wants to detach me He pulls me hard.
It has an harrowing effect on me,
but only before I'm caught up by blissfulness.
I don't need any support on the outside.
I can dance freely on my given path.
The path in You, God, who sustains me.
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You shall love the Lord with all your heart,
soul, mind and strength, we are told,
but God wants me to love Him with the flesh also.
God is the most intelligent lover.
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Tribulation breaks me out of prison.
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Nothing's the matter.
It's God that has a hold on me.
He has dragged me out far-reaching
to make me able to see beyond the tangible.
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The nature of the mind is light
in its foundation.
When thoughts are acknowledged
they dissolve
like black written words crumble away
on white paper.
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The butterflies wants to say good night.
Gods wants me back in His corset
and lull me into His sleep
which is the death of me.
I want you back, son of God,
who punctured, dismembered
and broke me out of the prison
with loose screws.
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I can raise you up from My home down here.
Look down in the grave. I lie there in hiding somewhere,
turning stones until you come.
We will scurry together to gems and gold.
Wear jewellery around the neck
until we find peace in the outline of it
and bleach every colour to white.
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Some people say there can't be a God
because a God wouldn't allow evil
to cause people to suffer
but because God doesn't accept evil
He throw light on it
so we become aware and can stop it.
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He doesn't regard my weaknesses as a part of me,
but something I need to deal with and overcome.
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Everything is unveiled as divine
in a spiritual perspective.
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We must suffer at earth
even though we are created in Gods image
because we are not yet born.
As the spiritual qualities grows
we are born into heaven.
The reason while people feel
that earth is not their home is because it's true.
It is the home of the body only.
The birth canal has the same channel of light
people see when their soul leaves the body.
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The divine light is for everybody.
As human beings our duty is
to overcome our resistance against it
so we become receptive to its influence.
When the amount of light from heaven increases
the resistance towards it increases simultaneously
because the light pushes the darkness aside
so it compresses more and more.
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The grass is green and has flowers on
and the sky is low.
I want to go to the end of the world
where there is only sky.
There people has cheerful legs, deep minds
and encircle their hearts with aquamarine.
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I'm a drop on my way to the ocean.
As long as fear doesn't freeze me to one place
I'm running by the power of the wind.
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A natural human is sour,
but with added heavenly fruit
they become good and sweet.
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A cumin leaf
buzzed down to me
and spun heaven together
with my inner nerve.
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God lives through me.
Death cease to exist
when God is more for me
than I am against Him.
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The narrow path is named humbleness.
Human encounters requires empathy
to not lose track
and with the sword of truth
we must cleave through the content of the mind,
receive wisdom in contemplation
because we are either on the lit path
or on one of the dark sides.
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I was laid waste in a dark grave.
At the same place as my dad.
He was high, aroused by praise.
I was low, weeping the soil wet.
The light is spine erect.
We must stand with faith, hope and mettle
to show the light we then can receive
and claim Gods cause.
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The door that reveals the light
is the darkness.
Remember to pray.
You are the door
that opens up more easily
anointed with blessed oil.
If you burn down the door
you become one with the light.
The body is just a frame
that stabilises the forces
that long for it.
Open the door
or the forces will sweep you off the floor
because they haste to the light for recognition,
but need your participation.
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The heavenly beings
who answers my questions to God
do not care if I thank them or not.
They get just as excited about the answers as me.
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Sorry and thanks are magical words
like two bells on the same string.
A string to heaven where an angel choir sings
each time the bell rings.
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A fly that flew to my foot
carried a message from heaven
on its wings.
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She is a child of the night
where she hears the bird sing
in the lucid peace.
She sing in the day
with clear voice
peace into her soul.
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I didn't know I was upset
before I flew up to the ceiling
while my body was sleeping.
To be able to land again
I had to express my hidden anger
so I smashed a dresser and swore.
Then I slowly sank down to the floor
and never slipped out of my body again.
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How can love come forth
when the life force that paves the way for it
are hindered by shame?
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When I was completely bare
vulnerable, like a baby
overwhelmed and scared,
all water flowed off from me,
but as soon as the old disappeared
new water came to uphold me.
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If you give up understanding life
how can you find meaning in it?
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We are created, but not yet born.
Like a seed in the dirt that almost suffocate
before it cracks
into a plant that can rise above the earth,
feel the air and see the sun.
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I can be fully enlightened now, if I want to.
God is prepared to send down as much light as I want,
but I hang back in fear of the darkness that comes with it.
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Nothing at earth is great, no mountain,
but the love between created beings.
When experiencing this love, everything seems great.
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It's all up to God,
but it is we who decide what will happen.
We are constantly served.
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There is really nothing to be achieved here.
You're not here to do something great,
but to get to know the great divine.
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Do not think you have the answer already.
No matter how similar a situation looks
to one you have experienced before, it is different
so be humble and keep your mind open.
You will get the answer when you need it,
but only then.
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My poetry had stalled
when I altered by a logarithm
that sent me to heaven like a magic spell
and poured down words like rain.
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If you're not prepared
to serve the Lord
you are not fit for heaven.
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I feel so green by the thought of you, God,
even though I am out of the woods now.
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I will keep on going from knot to knot
and beg God to join my exploration,
and then express the outright explanation.
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To return to God
is to show the butt to the world
and be born into heaven, head first.
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See all the light that falls down in storm.
The young girls fingers run through it all.
I can't measure Your threshold,
but I can bear it.
It is light as snowflakes.
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What distinguishes a saint from the average Joe
is how much they love God.
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Mary came to me and said: All mothers are one.
We all suffer when our child is treated unjustly.
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Therese from Lisieux found a quick way to God
when the elevator was invented.
I get quickly clean in the washing machine.
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I asked God to help me not get upset so easily.
Then a wind came with a spirit within
and said I ought not to care about pettiness
because it doesn't belong to the souls.
I can get upset when I don't get my way,
but I'm not created to focus on my will,
but to love people as a whole.
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God is you and me
and His favourite is everybody
so surely He will supply
all our needs.
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If I compare myself with God
I'm nothing.
If I connect with God
I'm everything.
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She wanders like ash in water
and cry out for her Saviour.
Many has wondered what it means to be a Christian.
She is a holly in the thicket.
An angel only seen in glints in mens' eyes.
She didn't ingest fir and bushes,
but those who didn't know the way
when the night came
she ate as foliage.
No one knew the way
so she was only in the woods.
Up from the moors
fir came with sharp needles
and pointed out the clouds for her.
The clouds that consumed her
she consumed in the spinal marrow.
She didn't know anything else. Didn't think.
Just let her self be led by a wind stronger than herself.
Her body was almost gone.
The wind had taken over it
and she was naked as a vibrating leaf.
Under her hair a thread of light connected her to God
and in the hour of transformation
she showered the others with the water from heaven.
People descend by the gravity of their guilt.
when an angel flew into my room
and wrapped his wings around me.
I felt inside them, large and pink
and found they were just love.
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I felt shut out from God
so I asked Him what to do.
The following night while deep asleep
I woke up to a light within
and saw these words
on a strip of paper descend:
CLEAR THE WAY FOR ME IN YOU
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The world moves so slowly
it will vanish quickly.
It peaks like a steeple,
Pierces my body bottom up
through my throat
and leaves a silver metal kippah
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The pain of feeling worthless
deepens my desire to serve Thee,
but if Your mercy didn't reach me
I would remain broken and useless.
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Only people discriminate.
The sun of God shines on every creature just the same.
It is only the amount we will receive that differs,
not His share of love
and the amount is up to us.
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It's only God and me.
Everything else is distractions
and clues at the same time
of what God has in store for us,
but I'm detached from all that now.
God and me is all I can see.
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I invited God to be with me
and expressed to Him my worry.
He sank His big head into mine
and spoke with His tongue in my mouth
so His words became mine and convinced me
and my worry disappeared completely.
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My dad looked deeply
interested in me,
balance is attained.
my tears shed
and my skin too.
You illumine them
with grace.
In each tear
I see Your face.
which are crushed in the wound as salt.
Then the water brings the grain
in streams to the eye
that stings only on the inside.
The burning hell
The demons who stirred up hate
to nourish the flames
are finished and hell burns out
when there is nothing left to burn.
There will be no trace left of it
when God blows the ashes
into the infinite.
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How do I follow Your will, God, constantly?
Are you willing to sacrifice your life for humanity?
Suddenly I saw virgin Mary when Joseph came
and said they had to leave everything behind
to bring Jesus into safety.
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When snow queen turned to God
He melted her frozen heart.
The water ran through her veins
and soon she cried them out.
Amazing ♥️
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