1992

January 16, 1992

O Lord, I cannot find words to praise You, yet I want to talk to You ...

I shall help you, write:

Yahweh visited me,

like a gust of wind, His Spirit lifted me

and showed me His Countenance,

He revealed to me: Tenderness, Love and Infinite Goodness,

He then showered me with Blessings

and offered me Manna in abundance

to share It with my brothers;

He walked with me in the land of oblivion,

from down among the dead

He took me among those who have forgotten Him,

He raised me, restoring the memory of my soul;

O Lord, Yahweh, how grateful I am!

may Your Sweetness, O Lord, be on us all,

blessed be Yahweh for ever and ever; amen;

and now, daughter, the terrors of the night are behind you and before you, I Am; I shall bring you safely Home, back where you belong;