MY LITTLE CRY

In worship to our Lord, I desired so much for His Spirit to flow thru me in a brand new way so as to bless others by the Holy Spirit’s workings in me. I was praying , in particular, about receiving inspiration from our Lord’s heart in paintings. Also, my heart wanted wisdom in knowing when to speak & when to be harnessed in wisdom. This is what I cried out to Him:

O Holy Inspiration of all beauty
Inspire me~~move my heart and my hands
That I might paint what You desire
And give it all over to You
So as to inspire many others…
That they too, might be
Drawn in the embrace
Of Your loving arms
And satisfy Your longing
For them in all things.

I pray You will harness me in wisdom
Yet let Your Holy Wind blow thru me
To those you have prepared.

Open the eyes of their hearts
To see, really see
Who You are~~
So near~so present~
So caring~so loving…
And embrace You!

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About Donna

Praise the Lord! By His Grace I am His child and His servant. I can do nothing of and by myself for the Living God is the Great Producer, Director and Potter and it is by His grace that anything has been accomplished within me. I have four children and five grandsons whom I love dearly. I am seeking to be a prepared Bride and to be a seeker, lover, worshipper, of the Living God. I seek to inspire others to come to the Lord and seek Him for truth and to hear from Him for themselves so as to follow hard after Him and all He has for them, also to warn others to come out of the babylonish church system. These writings are meant to draw you to the Lover of your souls so ,you too, can be prepared to please and satisfy Jesus Christ who paid the ultimate price for our redemption. Thereby, you will then enjoy Him here, glorify Him and belong to His Heart and meet with Him someday in the Heavenly Kingdom. The way is narrow that leads to LIFE, but the way is broad that leads to DESTRUCTION. I implore you to seek the Lord, to examine yourselves, to plead for His mercy to make you ready to be a prepared bride for Him, to be His inheritance, His reward for His sufferings.
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