The Journal Before My Journal

MY EMOTION

The Journal I share is not the journal You know, Papa God. You know the one before my selected words approved. You've lived in me before I gathered my thoughts that smoothly color within the lines. You are the beginning of each breath and each step I take with a directive attitude of Love. Just want to say thank You!!

Papa, thank You for cleaning up the mess with Your hope set a fire in me. Revealing and transforming me into none other than me. For who knows my heart better than the One who fearfully created me? Who placed the sound within my soul to thunder in this wilderness other than You? 

I reach to be who I am created simply by following this love message sent in the form of Jesus, the Son of the Living God. He came, He went, and He sent the Holy Spirit to guide me through Your kingdom. 

Seeking the lost, hurt, the sick, You find me. Raising me up to see and walk again. Taking my crumbled words and rearranging these letters to design a message that will enter my heart with gladness.

I love this Mansion (room - my life) You promised. It keeps expanding, however, and I keep finding more space (love increasing). How big does this go? How far? Where will destiny (walking through) take me? 

Fire set flames within me as I experience the work of stone upon stone, line upon line beauty. The movement of fire dances with Sound. I stay. I listen. I become consumed.

All my journaling, and the track before it, I declare my gratitude of Your Way causing life eternal leading to You.

YOUR EMOTION
In the beginning was the Word. The earth is filled with My glory, my Word, my life. Hear and be glad.