SUNDAY'S LOVE LETTER: December 13, 2015
6:46 a.m.
My Dearest :
You bring to me a love I have with a dreaming heart. I live out the fantasy of heavenly places. They become dreams of your promises that you have made and created reality. "Isn't this the faith of ones who are believers?" I must conclude my love is true as my belief is real. The fantasy are not fairy tales things, but heavenly things. YOU make all real promises. I am not without L O V E and I believe in Your Word. . . In the beginning..
This is the joy which warms my heart. Worship is beautifully dreaming. I live for this dreaming of grace and salvation....
To Marry Thee,
MIISRAEL
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My Dearest :
You bring to me a love I have with a dreaming heart. I live out the fantasy of heavenly places. They become dreams of your promises that you have made and created reality. "Isn't this the faith of ones who are believers?" I must conclude my love is true as my belief is real. The fantasy are not fairy tales things, but heavenly things. YOU make all real promises. I am not without L O V E and I believe in Your Word. . . In the beginning..
This is the joy which warms my heart. Worship is beautifully dreaming. I live for this dreaming of grace and salvation....
To Marry Thee,
MIISRAEL
WINNIESPOETRYLOVE LETTERSDec25015Copyrighed.
