December 6th 2004
A Parallel World
Walking in the garden in the cool of the day;
Each morning, hearing Your voice;
Is a man thatís alive; That Youíve justified;
Who willingly makes You his choice;
Securely knowing that Your Word is true;
That his times are in Your Hands;
And Youíll only lead him into all that Youíve said,
even though he may not understand...
With every facet of Your jeweled thinking,
as you direct him along his way;
You really are forming Your mind in his,
while he hears what You say today.
In this parallel world, as my spirit is walking,
(my feet moving now, on this earth)
doing all Weíve been talking throughout the whole day;
And We give called fantasy birth.
The Lieís eyes so delight in infirmity,
Promoting age and decay;
Most often Iíve responded with urgency
to help him along in his way.
So swiftly undone, so I run to Our garden
and Your forming continues in me;
Our path becomes clearer; Purposes re-established
with the power of Your love that I see...
to persuade dead men of their foolish thinking;
that they have been trapped in a lie;
Without Your instructions, they have become lord
and in that condition they will die.
Some things have become exceedingly clear;
On the battlefield, without Your gear,
is to foolishly suffer annihilation,
when I wonít take the time for Your explanation.
Your words wonít change things until you believe
what I am telling you now;
Keep on meeting Me here, in the cool of the day
and I will reveal to you how...
with My persuasion, you wonít be just talking;
Your conclusion will be:
A new man is walking!!!