A Spiritual Plee

"I wish I could fly away on the wings of Jesus and he would take me to some unknown shore and reveal to me the mysteries of life

First I would ask, hold me

Then he would take me under his right wing and hold me closely upon his breast shoulder, we would sore above the mountains through swirls of air, and peer down and the houses in darkness below

He would say,

Tracey, FEED MY LAMBS

At this exact present moment I look at him and say,

JESUS, I cannot. I am not good enough. I don’t know you nor love you enough. You can’t possibly want me to do this.

Then he would say, TRACEY…my grace is sufficient for you, I died for you because I love you so much. I am not your earthly Father…I am your heavenly Father and I care about you more than anything in the world. I want the best for you my child because you are mine and you belong to me. I remain in you and I will shine through you if you let me. Let me love you Tracey girl

Ok Jesus, love me. Show me your love that I may dispense it to the world….to the Muslim women under oppression."