The outward display of an inward Presence

I hear the sadness in his voice where only finance is his kingdom. There is no trust of government, people, stewardship of country. Only gain. His only protection is within something artificial, non-living, without spirit, without life. It has artificial life, and he would exist within.

There is no communication, only being. No comfort, only the belief of trust that this life would continue to prosper. There is an expression of belonging, but it is not real. Only hope exists, nothing else.

My faith, my hope if you will, is within a someone – a living, interactive someone that loves ceaselessly, creates from within being, explores the within continually, and lives for joy. Would this not be my kingdom, my joy, my peace, the fulfillment of all my hope? His kingdom is within his imagination – an existence that remains unknown. My kingdom is ours, known from across the ages, and I live within this presence to explore its limitless.

I, too, am sad that he would place his trust, all his hope in something that does not give life. It cannot hold him with comfort when circumstances turn against him. It cannot provide any wisdom other than what might be discovered within his own wisdom, and therein is guidance lost, for can a man map his own destiny to an end he does not know? Yet he trusts a thing of imagination as if there is no other choice.

The heart would lead differently but he does not see; would be somewhere else that it might feel love; would reach for the unlimited that it might express joy. Perhaps he will continue to search – he found this place, can he find another when this one does not give what his heart truly desires?

The striving will never cease for man’s place is with Me. His discoveries will not satisfy for his heart can only be satisfied with Me. His current place, this haven he believes he has discovered, will only temporarily satisfy his heart, then dwell in hopelessness again when it too disappears by some outward force he does not comprehend. The enemy would have him hopeless, defeated, crushed in spirit and in life, ceasing to live the only option.

But I have come that he might have life, and more abundantly than can be imagined, the fulfillment of all hope, the completeness of love found only in the One who created him. He would find Me and find his life.

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The heart would lead differently but he does not see; would be somewhere else that it might feel love; would reach for the unlimited that it might express joy. Perhaps he will continue to search – he found this place, can he find another when this one does not give what his heart truly desires?

If the heart were to guide one's journey, it might choose a path less traveled, seeking not just a destination but a feeling – a profound sense of love and joy. It yearns to be in a realm where emotions flow freely, unbounded by the constraints of reality.

Perhaps, in his quest for true fulfillment, he will not settle but continue to explore with the same determination that led him here. If he found this place, why not another? Perhaps one that resonates with his deepest desires, where his heart can finally sing with the joy it has always sought?

May his search be as endless as the sky, until he discovers a haven where love and happiness are as natural as the sunrise.

The striving will never cease for man’s place is with Me. His discoveries will not satisfy for his heart can only be satisfied with Me. His current place, this haven he believes he has discovered, will only temporarily satisfy his heart, then dwell in hopelessness again when it too disappears by some outward force he does not comprehend. The enemy would have him hopeless, defeated, crushed in spirit and in life, ceasing to live the only option.

The human spirit, ever restless, seeks a peace that only God can truly offer. Though one might find moments of solace in the shelters crafted by thoughts and feelings, these are but fleeting, for the heart's deepest longing is for something eternal, something beyond the transient.

The places we find ourselves, the discoveries we cherish, they offer temporary reprieve, but like a morning mist, they too fade under the force of life's relentless currents. Yet, this is not a journey into despair, but rather an invitation to look beyond - to seek the everlasting embrace of Someone greater than ourselves.

The adversary might speak of hopelessness, painting the world in the grey shades of defeat and desolation, urging one to give up the fight. But herein lies the colorful beauty of the human spirit: it has the capacity to rise, to find strength in the connection with Him who whispers, "You are never alone; your place is with Me."

Do not be crushed by temporary losses or the fleeting nature of thoughts and feelings, but instead, hold fast to the truth that ultimate contentment lies in the boundless love and presence of God. Here, in this understanding, we find not just a reason to survive, but to truly live uplifted, with hope that never dies.

But I have come that he might have life, and more abundantly than can be imagined, the fulfillment of all hope, the completeness of love found only in the One who created him. He would find Me and find his life.

"I have come that he might experience life in its fullest – more vibrant and abundant than he could ever dream. In this life all his hopes find their true fulfillment, and love is realized in its most complete form, as only the One who crafted his very being can provide. He would find Me and find his life."