What are those walls of spirit that resist that you kick at the doors yet they yield not to open? You cry that I hear not as the net that strangles keeps your feet in its web. What is the veil of spirit that is bound about your eyes, that what you see is dim, that you open your eyes yet they be closed? What closes in that the air thickens that even your tears cannot fall yet you cry to be released? This is a spirit of darkness that closes in as the grave. It falls heavy when the terrain has been marked by lessor spirits. First of false levity that is of anxiousness, then a greater uncertainty - a spirit that causes questions of truth.

Have you known that I showed the way? Have you soared on inspiration yet you yielded not its fruit? When questions seek to topple your resolve, it is a spirit not of me that seeks to make you a prisoner of depression.

Push away those arms that bind, allow not the devious thoughts to control your mind, reach for words of truth and strength, call for me for my spirit to reign in your hearts that you be a dwelling in which I your God lives by my spirit, full of fruit and life and light that your inspirations soar like the eagles flight on the wind of my breath.

Resist the spirit that binds and seek for my spirit which you will find at the foot of the temple, the door of my sanctuary, my very words, a temple built on the corner stone of my begotten. Seek a life eternal that you know of the spirit of power that lifts you from the scars of the world for no longer are you of the world yet you be in the world. Hold my spirit dear, for it is the great love I give that you offer it to me in your prayers and praise. Hold my words close, in your hands in your heart. Give my words out to those who might hear. Walk in the sanctuary, run in the temple, soar in the heavens of my holy spirit that your joy be full, that your life bear its fruit in love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness.

Your voice of prayer in the spirit avails much, inspires much that even the angels sing. God's Prophecy, The Daily Prophet

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, Gal 5:22 niv

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