Bench Talk
Read ‘THE NEW TESTAMENT in the Moffat Translation’ on a bench and happe’d upon:
No one lights a lamp and hides it under a vessel or puts it below the bed: he puts it on a stand so that those who come in can see the light. For nothing is hidden that shall not be disclosed, nothing concealed that shall not be known and . . .
Naked Next
Supposed to go daily. Say What? Preach on ‘naked’ be a start. Pretend-Jordan-Peterson, could try this? And yet there’s an anointing, if so disposed. See God comes to the knockers. The ones who come to, seek and, receive. Up to this.
There’s the immediacy of call and God arrives. Try: Go make or break through the difficult . . .
Anyone Read The End Of The Book
The first step in a journey ‘n all that (posting here. Planting…).
Don’t, and do – care what pleases ‘men’. In doing best-can and desiring God gets through. Less, self-conscious, more God...
Oh that? And more of.
Writing as I play Steffany and fam.
The little we… I have, give thanks for. Could . . .
Contender
Boring the readership I don’t have (ha ha/wonder why?) – in theory; Communing with the Holy One, get some word to unleash, mull and shape into a ‘my utmost’ and pop out with image in God glorifying sense.
Instead, go groaning at my ongoing fail-to and wants. Nag me. Those (#don’t check the stats, see if I’ve broken the . . .