Dear Heavenly Father, Guide my right hand and judge the intentions of my heart. Let not my own thoughts mislead your children.
Dear Heavenly Father, let your angels surround your children as they endure .
Dear Heavenly Father, let not the evil one steal the words of my heart. Still my thoughts .
The invisible serpent tests my faith and I have great fear of offending God.
As God allowed his children to be bitten in the wilderness, I, too , know that my faith is on trial.
I would rather stand in judgment as a drunken, thieving harlot than stand in judgment for failing to uphold my responsibilities to preserve the life within the word of God.
This book is my offering to God. To show you, to speak to you .
If it be worthy and true , even though it will not pardon me from my disobedience to keep a sabbath day.
For the world is busy but everyday I battle because I love the Lord my God. And everyday I search and listen. Ready to write what the holy spirit leads me to reveal.
Even though I do not understand , nor can any one declare to know the mind of God.
Such a terrifying and indescribable overwhelming love .
I do not question why. For I have witnessed all the children from every corner of the world gather to shores of the land of the free. A land that has taken the children into captivity.
Exchanging innocence for silver and gold. In the name of Christian charity , to satisfy a lustful greed , at this moment I write this book , from your yesterday, for today you are free.
The children were not forgotten by me, all I have endured I stand witness to.
I sent out a request for mercy to the leaders of the land, requested accountability, and my request was denied.
God saved me and I was just one of the few from yesterday it was foretold
Of the day the few become many and God stretches forth his hand and the request for mercy becomes his demand.