Time is love. What you do with your time shows what you love or what you don't.
Wake up to what you really and truly love and want to be, then go for it..
What image do you see in your mind's eye of who you are and what you want to be.
Look carefully at whatever appears at the threshold of your imagination.
If reason tells you that it is something you ought to do then pursue it.
Do not be swayed by instinct, habit, emotion, or desire but by reason alone.
If there is something at the threshold that you ought not to pursue, close the door.
Don't play foolish and dangerous games. For why did God make you anyway?
He made you to know Him, to love Him, to serve Him, in this life,
And to be happy with Him in the next. Guard the threshold of your soul.
Time is love, but not just any love. Go after the love that you were created for.
Come, Holy Spirit, Creator blest, And in our hearts take up Thy rest;
Come with thy grace and heavenly aid, to fill the hearts which Thou hast made,
Oh Comforter, to thee we cry, Thou heavenly gift of God most high;
Oh fount of life, and fire of love, and sweet anointing from above Amen!
Wake up to what you really and truly love and want to be, then go for it..
What image do you see in your mind's eye of who you are and what you want to be.
Look carefully at whatever appears at the threshold of your imagination.
If reason tells you that it is something you ought to do then pursue it.
Do not be swayed by instinct, habit, emotion, or desire but by reason alone.
If there is something at the threshold that you ought not to pursue, close the door.
Don't play foolish and dangerous games. For why did God make you anyway?
He made you to know Him, to love Him, to serve Him, in this life,
And to be happy with Him in the next. Guard the threshold of your soul.
Time is love, but not just any love. Go after the love that you were created for.
Come, Holy Spirit, Creator blest, And in our hearts take up Thy rest;
Come with thy grace and heavenly aid, to fill the hearts which Thou hast made,
Oh Comforter, to thee we cry, Thou heavenly gift of God most high;
Oh fount of life, and fire of love, and sweet anointing from above Amen!
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