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Remain, prison walls, where you are. We fly toward the Infinite. We can do so because for this we were born.

I don’t accept as my religion anything apart from union between bride and bridegroom. All other religion is fornication, idolatry. I will soar where the Truth, which sages on earth call by different names, is One.

Wurmbrand, Richard (2011-03-09). Alone with God (Kindle Locations 627-628). Living sacrifice Book Company. Kindle Edition.

Richard Wurmbrand was thrown in prison for his faith in Yeshua. For 14 years he remained, suffered, and later in the 90s triumphed over the very things that had been meant for evil.

The USSR fell and the Bible was freely able to move about for a time.

Wrumbrand was the founder of Voice of the Martyrs along with his wife.

They both passed into heaven in 2000, and 2001 but not before seeing fruit of their hard labor.

Prison walls of many types can surround us, for myself it was the prison of cutting.

Beyond that it included eating issues, upper abuse, depression etc.

Now I still struggle against the chains of food as an idol. God will have the final say in this war, as surely as I am breathing and typing this He will win this for me to be another testimony of His goodness.

Recall we don’t only vie with the carnal of this age “but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world forces of this [present] darkness, against the spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly (supernatural) places.” Ephesians 6:12

How do we overcome? We are strong with God’s strength. It is only with God that I still fight on, only through Him do I even stand.

I’m amazed by God, and it’s an ever rising cartwheel to the heavenly spaces set before me in the company of my foes.

There is the secret, you spend time with God because of Love for Him and your lamp is filled to overflowing with God and His Love.

You are free to choose to partake and to carve out time, the sacrifice of your time with God. He will take note of your effort and meet you so sweetly.

His fire falls on your accounted time to Him.

Sing oh barren sing, for my Love is in my orchard hemmed in, in the helix of my heart where merely He and I dwell.

Better one day with my Love then countless elsewhere.

Respond to His call, fall in love with the Great I AM, and you will find who you are in Him.

 

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