Open rebuke is better than secret love. 6, Faithful are the wounds of a friend: but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.( Prov. 27)
me; nature rolls out her beauty, like a map, and points the way to God.
My most favorite, (unk), "Any fool can run from the darkness, it takes a master with courage to turn and face the darkness, and shed his own light there"
My thoughts,: God taught me with hard lessons and tough love. Like a sheppard, He pulled me down a solitary path while I kicked and screamed, not wanting to leave the flock to go down a path without human companionship. The animal instincts raging, demanding that I stay with the flock, but I had no choice, He insisted. Through the loneliness and despair I fought, aways wanting human companionship. Until I realized that the flock did not care if I was eaten by wolves as long as they were safe, the only love I could count on was from God, from the Sheppard I had refused to follow and trust. Finally, I let go of the struggle, detached from the flock, surrendered my emotions, especially of fear, and followed the Master down the solitary path. He leads me by the still waters, He resores my soul. He is my life, my solice, my only true source of love. He walks with me every second, he is in my every breath and in my darkest moments I know I am not alone. I know I am loved.