i found myself reading posts before signing in as i sometimes do.. i saw you had posted in Sanctuary with this new post and before i read it i chose to be silent and let others respond first, no matter what this post said...

halfway thru the tears began to roll down and i blended this message with all thats been happening with me and around me lately....

a friend just this morning told me of the enlightened ones who appeared to some and gave dictations for book work.. how astounding this seems... i feel sorrow when i think of those unfortunates whom presently appear incapable of receiving such simple messages that are extended as inspirations for us all...

why does it seem we voluntarily attach blemished thoughts upon Gods' good work?

i know your story to be true ((muffy)) it comes from a place called true fine love