It all started with that hastily written offer: "Transform what you will, only show me what I must cut away and change."
God... I'm afraid...
Why do you fear when you know perfect love casts out fear? I am perfect, I am love; I love perfectly. Would I ask you to do something for which I will not provide? Why do you doubt my love; why can't you trust me with your worries? I said I will give you every good thing- trust me in this Alyssa. Will you follow fear or faith? You cannot serve both.
It is foolishness - there is no money for this...
Does not your lack of wisdom give room to further illuminate mine? Where my will is, so is my way - follow me.
"In your presence all fear is gone; I am my beloveds and He is mine, I waste my life here at your feet"
Why sing the words if I'm not willing to let their truths transform me?
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