"I chose you long ago, and I have never gotten over you. I dance ahead of you, and I leave gifts along the way, remembrances of you so that you will remember Me."
Our way is paved with gold. Our light makes Our path golden. We are walking the high road. The low road is illusion anyway.
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The letters from God are my first thought in the morning, my constant company during the day, my bread, my breath, my light and so much more. I read and read them again, I cry with them, I laugh with them, I keep expanding my vision. I have no words to thank you. God is teaching me to fly!
Emilia, Italy