Deep in the Foxhole
Failure to trust or even distinguish the spirit waiting to be born within seems to me the major shortcoming of many, from my understanding.
Yet the power motivating everyone is that very spirit. We even resist it, clinging to the flesh even as it withers and trembling, continues to decay into the future until eventually we are, as it is said all dead out of mind.
Many in the flesh remain quite long, until they are alone, surrounded by those who do not remember what they themselves remember. It could be very lonely living too long until we are surrounded, as in a chamber where all familiar sounds echo into a background of hollow silence.
That is, for whatever reason, is what it seems to me. I trust God, who spoke all into existence. I trust Jesus, who explained God, and I trust the Holy Spirit as the Holy Ghost, but what about when I am isolated in the foxhole, what then?
When Jesus spoke to the woman who wanted to be healed, He asked her, do you believe I can do this? She said yes, and notice that Jesus said, then let it be done to you according to your belief. Then too, He often said go and sin no more.
I have questions where, so far, the only answer is trust.
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