Every Sunrise is One of a Kind
Every Sunrise is One of a Kind, the ever changing atmosphere and light makes every sunrise unique, a moment in time captured on the digital art board of life.
The first thing I do every morning is look outside to see what kind of painting will be created for my eyes to see. This is the time of day I enjoy the most, a new day, new light of the unspoken words of creation that are set before me.
So today I am thinking about what is going on in the world around us. I, like some of you maybe, never thought I would see a time like what we are living in right now. I don’t have a television, but I do keep up on what is going on to stay informed.
What I hear and what I see doesn’t sit well with what I feel. If I listen to others opinions for to long, I start hearing in the flesh, not the spirit. My husband asked me the other day, “When did we start worrying about the flesh so much, and not think twice about the health and well being of our Spirit?”
As I have gotten older I have learned what the difference is between the two for me. So I went to the Garden of Trees and this is what I heard.
It came to me in visions, I sat with my Father and behold a vast grassland came before my eyes. To the East was a great Sea and to the West was great sea. To the South was another Sea.
To the North were great forest of Trees, saplings that reached into the heavens. He sat me down in the midst of the open valley and as far as my eye could see. They were all bleached they were all dead laying in the hot sun. It was dry as Death Valley there was no life in the land. Just dry bones upon dry bones as far as my eye could see.
I asked my Father who was standing above me. Can these bones ever come back to life?
Speak to them so they hear my voice and I will cause my breath to enter into you and you shall live.
I will put muscle upon and bring up flesh upon, and cover you with the skin of my words and put my breathe in you and you shall live and then you shall know I am your Father. My Father left and I did as he commanded.
Then the great herds of cattle started to appear before my eyes and the ground was shaking from their hoofs.
I returned home. My Father was standing above me. No other person has authority over me. I AM accountable to the Creator of the Universe above all others.
Ascending, you see things in a different Light. Flesh descends, Spirits Ascend, Jacob’s ladder.
Every Sunrise (Spirit) is One of a Kind
