Remember! Remember the lush meadows and the open valleys. How we ran through the thick grass. Remember the times when we fed the animals. When we played together in the morning dew. Remember Paradise. I remember you all and I miss you. I miss your voices and your laughter. I miss my favored white bunny with the long ears. I miss Paradise.
Remember the river of living waters and next to it the path on which we walked so many times with Jesus. Remember the small bridge that we need to cross to come to the white house where the Father sits on his throne. Many times we were sitting in the grass before the house and counted the angels who flew in and out when we listened to the beautiful music, the songs and the harper’s sounds that came from within. What a wonderful time it was in Paradise.
Remember the days when our Father came to visit us just to have a look if we are alright. The times when we sat in a circle and Jesus taught us about the Kingdom. Or the hours we lay in the meadows covered with the Holy Spirit who nourished us like a Mother. When we were hungry the angels came to serve us Manna. How delightful it tastes. I miss Paradise.
Then came the day when the Father summoned us and told us that we have a task to fulfill for his Kingdom. We were young and eager to please and so we all volunteered. If we would have only known then what would await us. The time of departure came and I remember the last instructions of the Father to stay on the path always and the last touch of Jesus on my shoulder and then Paradise faded in the distance and I was born into this fallen World. I miss Paradise.
I am now a pilgrim in this world but at least I remember. Do you remember? Do you remember from where you came and where you are heading to. Do you remember the feel of the grass on your feet? I know my destiny and that I was sent to wake you up to remember and to guide you back to Paradise. Father, I will not fail you! Just guide my steps to the lost souls that need directions.
I have grown from a small child into a warrior of the Kingdom. Into a true ambassador of God here on earth. He allowed me to keep my memories so that I can speak about it and take you out of the World, Babylon and the sleeping Churches. My Paradise is not lost. Just delayed until I fulfill the task that I have volunteered to in the presence of the Father. Then the day will come when he will take me out of this world back into my true home. I have not forgotten.
Michael
Triple Grace
Source: Have you forgotten? – Is Paradise lost? – Michael Triple Grace
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