September 29, 2011
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Eng. Major
Dear God,
thank you for getting rid of my writer’s block and for graciously and lovingly waterfalling my head and heart with new dashing wonderful passionate thoughts and ideas and words and stories and poems and praises and rants and messages etc. etc. all for Your glory and renown and praise. Sparks are beconstifusingly flying and the rusted gears are spinning and twirling and buzzing all about in a lovely sort of gospel centered manner. Its beautiful! You are BEAUTIFUL! Soli Deo Gloria! Truebdetrueb at the end of the day no matter what, all I desire is just more and more and more of You. I love You. You love me. And even when I don’t always feel it, I know that I am dearly LOVED. my life in Your hands, forever always.
love,
Jean Patrick Fisher
p.s. [The anthem of my minds end is holy contrition.]
sometimes sorrowful and anguished yet ALWAYS rejoicing – sometimes burdened and tired yet ALWAYS at peace and power.
