Holy Tornado

To see the soul of your comrade listen carefully to his music.

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

On January second I accepted a huge responsibility. Not out of fear or necessity, but out of love. If I succeed, a life and soul will be saved. If I fail, all could be lost.

I prayed.
On the third, I read my litle Christian book called Daily Light, which was published in 1901. Even then He knew I would need this promise.

He found (Jacob) in a desert land, and in the waste howling wilderness. He led him about, instructed him, he kept him as the apple of His eye.
As an eagle stirreth up her nest, fluttereth over her young, spreadeth abroad her wings, taketh them, beareth them on her wings; so the Lord alone did lead him.

Even to your old age I am he; and even to hoar hairs will I carry, and will deliver you.
He restoreth my soul, He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me, Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

The Lord shall guide thee continually, and satisfy thy soul in drought, and make fat thy bones, and thou shalt be like a watered garden, and like a spring of water, whose waters fail not.
For this God is our God forever and ever, He will be our guide even unto death.

Psa. 107:7, Deut. 32:10-12, Isa. 46:4. Psa. 23:3, 4. Isa. 58:11, Psa 48:14,
Job: 36:22