Me: I can’t shake it, I can’t shake the feeling…this can’t be okay, how is this okay?
Him: it’s not; just keep speaking to it. Remember the fire and remember the storm? Remember the waves and then say peace be still. No one really believes in the absolute. Don’t fault the kids, the parents don’t believe! No one has been burnt. No one has tasted of that fire. But I will singe and I will scorch and it will be so hot that he will never turn back. Turn back for what? For what? There’s no pleasure in that. Fire of God…it will be clear.
And when they contact him he will hear, “we could not shake it, we could not keep your name from our thoughts.”
Yes, it’s has been awhile, but I am still here never leaving never quitting, still here. It is fire time. Tie all your prayers of fire together and do it now, do it soon. Do not delay.
Never play with fire,