You are the elect. Elected by choice of your free will. You knew. Then when you acknowledged it along the way, you were told that you were/knot. THEY WERE. Funny look on the face of a child who knows someone is blowing smoke in their face. I knew young, and held a great disrespect for those who told me that story. I knew inside it was simply a ruse. I did not waver. For my insolence I was punished, A L O T . I out grew that. In the city of the elect - the triune communion starts with the child. Look around and see which child need community here. My family has community, and it allows us great capacity. The electricity is scene/seen. Find your family!!!! Close or far, biological or spiritual, all need to form the cities of light here. As we do that, the world be illuminated with grace, mercy and a joy of being a live one here we came to manifest our new earth. I will be lighting up the barn today, and the silver saddle goes on CHIEF, as he is welcomed into this next herd/heard!!!
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