Johanne reflecting love's mystery
My sweet Canadian friend:
Standing but five feet away I stood helpless and watched my five dearest friends burn to death.
I stood and watched in horror as a group of my buddies were drenched in aviation fuel, my job was to help them accept the end of the divine script of their short but precious lives.
The song that rises in my heart simply mirrors the massive love of HIS mighty hand stroking my shattered dreams until their divine purpose makes it's way into my very old, very dreamy, very alone, possessed heart. HIS joy becomes my toy, HIS song squawks is beautiful melody through vocal cords made old and gentle by crying, not for me but for those who can not see the HOW to be. I loved your words.
George spellbound by God's love


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I sent money to show my appreciation for your service and the energy you put into this positive. My heart's desire is to walk the steps of Knowledge. In the Light of Creator, I give my thanks for your Being in this time of transition. Salu!
Christer Rudd, Norway