March 27 2011
To My Father’s House is a channeled writing that was scribed on my bedside pad around 3am in September 1998. My own spiritual quest had taken on what I would call a conscious intentionality in October of 1990 when, through the seeming mist, pilgrims appeared to me opening doors and windows to a world of glory and wonderment.
I discovered, not so much to my surprise, that I had been under the protection and guidance of powerful forces both present and unseen through all my days. This awareness did not and has not made the road any the less problematic, but the blessings, grace and wonderment have made the journey full of flavor, joy and most importantly given each day a sense of awe that is truly beyond description.
God.
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I especially liked part V of “To My Father´s House”…
Blessings to you David,
Vince
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here is the poem I read to you today:
Confined by the insides of this small space
Opportunity abounds to see face to face
The pain,the joy
From girl to boy
I choose to hear when words surround me
I choose to listen when hurt abounds me
I choose to offer what service I can
Yet I struggle to see that every human I meet
Is neither higher nor lower than where hands meet
Another chapter in my story
Of a book still left unwritten
Full of defeat and glory
Of which I have risen
To where I go
I’ve yet to know
Filled with doubt and insecurity
I am divinely guided by something greater than me
If what this time here has taught me
It is but one true word
That my life and yours has been sent here
To SERVE
Thank you david
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Yet another affirmation of the road we all walk. Thank you for sharing!!
Your voice as all others are welcome here as we figure our ‘gift to give.’
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