To The Blue Sky. . .
4.18.2004
What a beautiful day. The Father turns my heart to singing and my body to dancing. Blessing poured out. Time was spent beneath trees, and lying in grass. And listening to the wind, and feeling the earth beneath my feet. I fellowshipped with Whitman and Emerson. I drank in the taste of the sun warmed air. I had visions of kissing the face and the feet of Jesus. Oh my Lord! The same dust into to which you breathed life was held in my hand! And melted into it. And was turned to dust itself! And my heart did beat a song for you Yeshua.