Supply Crate

Supply Crate

David Rim

Jesus give me strength, courage, boldness, protection, love, patience, kindness, forgiveness, and prayer. Jesus help me from flipping over the table in anger. I love all things even those who make things more difficult to love. I in the background put on the armor of God daily. I can see the troubled souls that are being tormented over the years. Discerning those invisible wars for my head as bounty and those who Jesus wants for the kingdom party.

God might come rapture his beloved first. I may pass away quietly, suddenly with high blood pressure. Disappearing while avoiding all things good and bad started becoming the norm. Yet, I pray of those that come to spirit. That living a step over the line of Jesus feels a bit different from not taking that initial start. Where learning to believe proactive movement is not that harmful.

I have been doing some more soul checking in the dark. God's been good. Timing and all. I have been noticing God in everything. What it really means to be a cheerful giver. What it means to denounce the principalities and ask for protection. Where I said it before that, "I am only a couple steps ahead of you". I am broken, beaten and bruised yet whole through Jesus.

My minds been hyper focused. And my souls been locked in. This time living has been good. My supply never ran low it only multipled when I did not ask for any help. God gave me generously sizing me up. If you ask I want to share, give and love. Yet this world just continues to grow dark and cold.

So, I ask once more in this dear God letter. Let those who curse me learn of your name. Let me discern with wisdom how to carry the cross daily. That whoever believes in me sees the light I carry. Let your blessings overflow onto those who offer their hands. "Let me not fall into temptation, for yours is the kingdom". God, help me not take two steps before the first one is made with others.

Your supply crate is overwhelming. Where is the next drop location Jesus?

Sincerely,

The man after your own heart.

David