It's been a long hiatus for my blog to ever log a single post. All has been not going well, at this particular time of moment.
My wish list so far to date has been on the:
MacBook Pro
Books (Healing the Masculine Soul: by Gordon Dalbey), Commentaries
maybe an iPhone ... (evil grin)
This is a long, lone fight, with much of God's design in the making, sometimes, it is like two pairs of footprints along the desert, with oasis along the way, at other times, it is only a pair of footprints. Invitation of God to initiate the making of the restoration of masculine soul began quite a while after the resolution of this year. As the Lent, again, I am reminded of God's sovereign hand on the making of the restoration. Beginning, with the much anticipated fight for the purity, that God granted all of us, to set apart, to bring glory to His Name. Consistency in making conscious decision to submit, surrender, bring captive every single part of my being for Him, bringing every single spirit and mind, into captivity all through Him. The conscious efforts has to be renewed every single day, through which it began with the quiet time, a sense of quiet retreat into the heart of a man.
Much has been spoken of, of the great battle that take place in the very heart, the very cosmos of the heart. It is in there, that the conceptualization of the purity is impregnated, and to which the very being of the conscious effort to bring it into growth, requires daily retreat of the soul. Soul feasting on His word, His being, His creation, His heart.
Through faith, I will pull it through, by His grace. His evermore renewed grace will lead me into the battle and will come forth victorious. I am to live it up to my name, William, the Great Protector. Vigilance, Quiet Retreat, and of Grace, ever amazing and ever sweet, His ever powerful, majestic, glorious, holy, and awesome presence shall be my solace.
The words of Love will bring me through. Am I to speak up, after being a pushover? Am I even, a pushover? Rising up to my feet and stand it through, I will not be quiet,
Help me, to speak words of authority, without hesitant, without rash, bring it through the people I faced.
