You cannot lose what was never yours no matter how much you want it. It was never meant to be. Accept this . . . and peace will flow in your heart. Your life is . . . a sweet savor to Me when you sacrifice it. Hold your brother’s hand. Guide another to the light. Withhold nothing, offer everything . . . it was never yours to keep.
A closed fists crushes life and an empty fist will always . . . remain empty. Open your hand, slowly if you must. But open it. Set all the hurt, anxiety, mistrust, and misguided ideas . . .
Free . . . And your life will be full of joy. Anything placed in your hand by Me is a temporary gift that you nurture and . . .
Release . . . In my time and when I speak. Only then will you truly understand . . . God’s Love.
Categories: A Poem