When I send out daily Love Rhyme Texts to a small group, if I try to constuct the poem I obstruct His Spirit's flow. I didn't know that this was in me but with this constant Death to Self and Resurrection, His Light is illuminating His Direction in my New Life.
Whoever came up with Rebirth was only one time, missed the ever expanding BEAUTY OF HIS EXTRAVAGANT LOVE. If we misinterpret PERFECT LOVE We miss Him
