- Aug 11, 2023
- 10
- 9
- 46
- Country
- United States
- Gender
- Male
- Faith
- Methodist
- Marital Status
- Married
Dear Brothers and Sisters;
In the deep alleys of our city, where shadows stretch long and hope seems but a flicker, I write to you a short devotional message. Amidst the chaos and despair, I urge you to lift your eyes to the heavens, for there lies a truth far greater than the bleakness that cloaks our streets.
Celestial beings bow down before a majestic throne! Terrestrial beings, let us too bow down and be made whole! Just as in the ancient garden, now let it be in our hearts. All praise is due to the One seated, sanctified, set apart. Together, we join in an endless song, a melody that transcends our plight.
The wisdom we seek, the fear of God, finds its rightful place as we bow down. In your darkest moments, utter these words: though the earth may melt and mountains crumble, our spirits remain unbroken. As the blood of saints has seeded the Church, through suffering and perseverance, so too shall we find our strength in Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, one God.
Look, brothers and sisters, for the church triumphant, radiant and gloriously crowned. In that vision, find your solace and your calling. Magnify, glorify, and witness as creation is reordered, restored, and healed by the grand plan of the Father.
This is not just a tale of survival, but of ascension. In this dark city, amidst its forgotten corners, we too can find our radiant glory. The path may be steeped in shadows, but the light at its end shines ever so brightly.
May this devotion serve as a beacon in your journey, a reminder that even in the depths of despair, we are never truly alone.
With enduring faith and hope,
In the deep alleys of our city, where shadows stretch long and hope seems but a flicker, I write to you a short devotional message. Amidst the chaos and despair, I urge you to lift your eyes to the heavens, for there lies a truth far greater than the bleakness that cloaks our streets.
Celestial beings bow down before a majestic throne! Terrestrial beings, let us too bow down and be made whole! Just as in the ancient garden, now let it be in our hearts. All praise is due to the One seated, sanctified, set apart. Together, we join in an endless song, a melody that transcends our plight.
The wisdom we seek, the fear of God, finds its rightful place as we bow down. In your darkest moments, utter these words: though the earth may melt and mountains crumble, our spirits remain unbroken. As the blood of saints has seeded the Church, through suffering and perseverance, so too shall we find our strength in Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, one God.
Look, brothers and sisters, for the church triumphant, radiant and gloriously crowned. In that vision, find your solace and your calling. Magnify, glorify, and witness as creation is reordered, restored, and healed by the grand plan of the Father.
This is not just a tale of survival, but of ascension. In this dark city, amidst its forgotten corners, we too can find our radiant glory. The path may be steeped in shadows, but the light at its end shines ever so brightly.
May this devotion serve as a beacon in your journey, a reminder that even in the depths of despair, we are never truly alone.
With enduring faith and hope,
