The Worlds Wake up call is something abrupt and coarse. A stinging slap to the face that grasps your attention for a short period of time and forces you to react out of fear.
Gods Wake up Call is a soft sweet caress in the haze of the predawn light. Gently stirring coaxing you to face things in what may be the harsh light of day. It's done out of Love and it's effects span a lifetime.
The bed of the world is no bed at all. Thorns and nails make a damp mat on the floor. Would you not rather lie in a bed of rose petals surrounded by the lover of your soul?
Better is one day in the arms of my father than a thousand elsewhere! How simple can it be to believe God and gain confident assurance of his affection for us? so much so that a Child will run into the arms of his Father. Without even so much as a question or a glance over their shoulder a child can do it.
I want to be a child.
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