KWA writing assignment
write from the perspective of John in exile or Paul waiting to die.
Dale Cupo
11/5/23
Beloved disciple
My Lord, what have I done? As I await sentencing for being a
follower of the way, I ponder did I do enough? Will I have the wherewith all to
proclaim you in the face of persecution? Lord my heart troubles me, I fear my
weaknesses are so pervasive that I will crumble and give into fleshly
fear. My dear Jesus, I have known you as
my refuge and strong tower, yet the doubts assail me. Have I been obedient to
you and given witness to your goodness? Help
me to remember who you are and to be able to hear your voice. What is in your
heart to say to those I will be leaving behind? Help me to hear your words and
write them to leave a true legacy for your glory…
My beloved daughter write these words…
I AM who I am, yet I
am not far off from my children. My dear ones I ache to hold you and for you to
know unequivocally you are worth it! To my church, my bride, do not grow weary
though all seems shaky, and chaos seems to be swirling around you, this is my
call to you. Look up. Turn the eyes of your heart to me and keep looking for
me. I am here. Quiet your minds and lay down your idols. OH not those big
looming wooden types but the secret tiny idols like family, security, fear,
work and identity. These hinder my bride from truly surrendering to me. Listen
well my dear ones I call you forth not in shame but into the expanse of my love.
The choice is and always has been yours but, in these times ahead, I desire for
you to be so anchored in my love and so I ask for that relinquishing. I will not force you, but my hands are ready
to receive that which binds you from grabbing hold of my love for you. I invite
you my sweet ones to come away and invest your time in seeking me not in
obtaining likes on social media. My heart breaks for those who doubt my love
and for those who have yet to receive my gift of salvation. But even in this I
am not laying a burden upon your shoulders but requesting you simply come to
me, be my bride, my lover and allow me to show you how I move mountains to be
with you.
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