Help me, for a moment, to remember when I was describing the unique Valentine heart collage items in the first chapter: Didn’t I also tell you about the tiny gold snuff box? I think so. It was a gift from Melchizedek, and I placed the small trinket to the right of my computer, positioned to "correspond" divinely. I Googled “tiny gold snuff boxes” and cut, pasted, and printed the photo closest to what was in my spirit. I covered it with saran wrap, backed it, and taped it to my desk. Also, I shared how I encountered the hand of God holding my hand, and together we dipped "pen" into it, which revealed it was an inkwell. Remember, I described them in the first chapters.
Rabbit Trail: My pen is momentarily halted (I'm sitting outdoors), by the sweet sight of a sparrow couple taking turns bathing. This pair, washing the day's dust in the gurgling stream falling from the basket of my "lady at the well" fountain in my garden. She's statue'd in the middle of our Koi pond, highlighting my bitty feathered friends, the life-source of experiencing it together. Hearing Gods words stirs in my heart and rumbles around in my mind, penned. Life-source. Man shall not live by bread alone but by every word that proceeds out of the mouth of God. Life-source. It occurred to me in my pondering while still sitting in the spirit in this "inner" library, rolled up jeans, bare feet on the floor, bum planted on a chintz-covered ottoman just next to a bookshelf. Jesus is standing mid-room watching and waiting for me to exchange. The tipping point, the first half of the book for the second half.
Spontaneous poem of praise
Praise for the dove who answered my call.
Praise for the journey with my All in All.
Praise tho' the world be hurrying by,
Praise from my backyard, cool breeze, wet eyes.
Praise from the heavens &
Praise in the earth
Praise, now I worship and adore new-found worth.
Praise in the moment and
Praise out of time
Praise as I sit with this King of mine.
Praise in the day and
Praise in the night
Praise for the words to finish with might
Praise now I'm laughing, crazy to boot.
Praise on the mountaintop only with You.
Praise can you hear me.
Praise obey quick
Praise I said praise it's ready to tip.
Praise overflowing and
Praise from the well
Praise let's get louder oh rocks won't you yell.
Praise in the season of
Praise You've well known
Praise my impossible now un-throned
Praise to the coming
Praise to the day
Praise the uniqueness I found in this way.
Praise we are asking.
Praise we declare
Praise I am giving your gift to the air.
Praise surrounds glory
Praise lifts His throne.
Praise to my Jesus He unlocked the unknown.