Finding out about Jesus with the stuff going on in my head. Even if this madness is not Heaven sent (it may be, I don't know), I'm finding out that my Lord will always take me back — no matter how far or how long I've strayed away from Him. Strange to think one could love like he does. A love like God.
I have to get over this paranoia thing, thinking I'm the Antichrist; maybe I really did want to be It, and my Lord prevents me. What I must be is a witness to the love of Jesus. That is it. There's the sanity in all this. Jesus loves me. Jesus loves you.
A little of my own creation mythos: before there was anything, there was love — for God is love, and before anything was, God was. Before the beginning — before there was heaven, before there was earth — there was love. And love was all there was.
Raven
5:50pm thursday, 20th february
Intrusting! well I dont belive in god
nor do I belive in eny other religon.
I gess I am all ways puzzled or cunnfued
and fusterated. {Ha! It's all the same}
Sorry for the spelling.
Raven