The Soul of the World is the Soul of God. It was made by God and therefore is God. I have a dream in life but I do know my path; my dream is probably the wrong interpretation of your greater plan anyway. But I do not fear for the Soul of God is with me. I will take the first step and follow you as I am led. My life will become one path of greater service to You. Service, which is faithfully loving, shall be the result of accepting Your leadership. Lead my life Christ through poverty, Mourning, Humility, hunger and thirst, mercy, peace, purity, and persecution. A path set out before me by the universe which I am a part of.
“But go and learn what this means: ‘I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’ For I have not come to call the righteous but sinners.”
——– Matthew 9:13
Where is God Alive? In a book? My heart? Where does the ultimate Word move me from? He has moved me from a good place and is eternally good to me; blessed am I. How now can I disappoint him? My spirit seeks in earnest yet my flesh meanwhile is stagnant in its intrinsic knowledge of sin. Sin is not a choice but rather a scar I bear on my physical body. My flesh is hideous while my spirit is sanctified.
God I want to follow you more today than ever; by faith I seek the throne of jasmine and thunder to fear the true One. The one who made me, moves me if I look for the core of my own creation. I do not live another life today besides my own. Remind me of the maker’s hands who once wrote that life would be, of the tale constructed out of unity in light, of my singular path that I can only see straight ahead. My “path” is only an interpretation of the place I hold in one Soul. I do not function alone, but am part of I Am.
It scares my soul I cannot give enough to you Lord; to give everything I have now seems like a task impossible to undertake. Doubt brings new questions and the answers are more elusive than the source of doubt itself. Can God provide this as a discipline for learning? or am I lying to myself? This firmness in heart tells me I hear your voice. the whisper heard only in a flash of time can speak to the whole soul of a man because a single word from God consumes me wholly. I wish to strengthen my heart from lead to gold. For it is written. Maktub.
