is born now in my presence.
I rejoice in your love.
You create every day.
You count every day
like the hair on my head.
Let your Spirit
live in us
to make others happy.
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Lord his trust,who does notlook to the proud,to those whoturn asideto false gods.(Psalm 40: 4) .
When two consciousnesses
into each otherIt is ecstasy.It is deep.It is significantand beautiful.It is divine and humanat the same moment.Then sexual act declinesand fall into a lower level.(Graphic: Sacred union….. …Jeanne Arseneault-RivardLoVe and LoVers)
Opinion,
knowledge.It is not truth.Everyonehas a rightto theirown opinion,but not to theirown truth.The notion of truthis more than subjectiveand more, even,inter-subjective.
The sign of real
is the powerof imagination.
The mystic poet enters into himself
and lose himself in the mysteryand secrecy and infinite transcendentreality of God living and working within him.This journey inward has a destinationbeyond personal identity.
When I married
entered a marriagecovenant in thesight of God andunder the guidelinesof Holy Scripturein which we madevows to each other.God is the witnessto our vows, andhe holds usresponsible if weneglect or break them.A marriage covenantis far more thanfine-sounding wordsin a marriage ceremony.