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Come with Me

Called on a ten day fast from all things dietary (but water) and social, the Lord was drawing me aside to spend time with Him and His saints and to prepare me for the future.

The Lord has given me instruction

To wait and fast and pray,

To submit to this preparation,

To accept all, come what may.

 

Come, My darling, come away

To a land where there is only day;

Loving hearts await you there

Where you will rest, free from all care.

 

Come, My friend, why hesitate?

I know, you’re thinking of your mate.

She’ll be okay, I promise you,

I have yet more for her to do.

 

The time will come to meet again,

Not in a bog but pleasant glen,

Where you will meet with warm embrace,

With joy and gladness, face to face.

 

Your son, Jonathan, I gave to you;

I’ll make sure his heart is true

And when their time is finally through

I’ll restore them both to you.

 

Moon River Estates, Jan. 29, 1998

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