Seeking solace in 2010 a journal of ethics in prayer

A Grain is Built on the Principles of Prayer and Life

March 3, 2010

Joel Akin

dry grass

 

A house is drained of life and God holds the pattern up. When the pattern falls then God holds the value of a font lost to the story of life and it is a font held up to destruction.

It is the value of life that once a spirit destroys life as it was then he holds up a value in reimbursement but if he refuses then God has a right to hold that value up again and again until the value is done with in full.

If the value of the grass is the level of the wheat then the grass is the bill not labeled rightly for it is the grass which is held to the cow and the wheat to the man in his hand and the hand is the right side of life and the right hand of life with God who holds up all things rightly.

It is this reason which is the central line to God and to the front of a bill called time and when time is destroyed and held up in the front ladle of hurt then people fail and fail and fail without a central line to hang onto and this is the central line of faith and not death.

The purpose of dreams is the purpose of life and life is the cause of celebration when men hold value up more then once and when men hold value up to God in the things that are lost seemingly forever and ever.

harvesting grain

The grain when lost is held again to the soil and if it is held up to God on the day it is destroyed then life as it is must be seen to be believed. This means God sees the right path to life and reinserts it and then holds onto the wrong path so it can be seen as the heart of life or the heart of destruction.

This is the road less traveled but it does exist and it does hold value to the least of these things such as a Freelotto win or a Freelottery on the net which no one wants to play because it is lost forever and ever and ever in all things lost and in things ignored or seen as missing and people say “I wonder what happened to it” when it is still there only misplaced by the people of life who ignore it over and over and over again.

The point is that God held me up and held me up until the front of life fell and then when it fell he held me up and up and up until the back side of life fell and then there were other things I did which were held up and up and up until I fell because I had no one to help me.

This is why the point of conjecture becomes the world that was never there to begin with only it was there because we all remember it as being the world we wanted to go on and on and on as a child such as the day of koolaid and books sitting in the car reading while dad labored as a janitor at the very library I loved.

It was the way  of life then and I learned the value of books from a father who was the source of joy for me in that he held the value of a book and the value of a janitor in a place I remember as Oshkosh.

The reason I remember the koolaid is because there must have been a day in summer when I sat in the car and read and then took the books back in order to get more and more and more. I devoured books and I ate of words and I ate of them until I grew wise and wiser then most kids my age.

All because I loved books and I grew up on them and I learned to love them and I still do but, and this is the issue, I grew to plague the world of prayer with “God, bless me with books” and I meant it only I struggled to read things but I found writing a joy and a joy like never before.

It were as if I woke up to writing and found that I had a gift and if people liked it they said “You should write a book about” and God gives me the wisdom not to assume I know what they are talking about because I don’t.

It is the value of the 10 Pin that bowlers love in the states. Perhaps in Canada we approve of the labor of life but here we labor in the life of lines and lines with God in us proving things through step by step until the labor of life is turned over to him and he can justify the lines and prove that life had meaning all along.

In the final analysis it is the point of koolaid that it was healing and healing means it wasn’t laced with anything but sugar and it was sweet and provable in life so that God saw I wanted to see him speak and that is the right side of life.

stalks

In the stalks of flowers or wheat or dry grass there is a pasture waiting for me that will hold cattle. I am meant to be a cattleman and a sailor and a man who loves horses and cares for them and I am meant to care for animals in such a way that life will bloom up and up and up until life on earth/world where we are is healed enough to be linked back up to God.

I have a dream and the dream is blown by time and by things of life. When God holds fact to me the soul in me knows it and knows the value of a font is lost in the grass of the sea and it is a single font but, and this is important, God saw it as the time when things began to move backwards in time and thus they fell for the font lie and the font millions when God wants it beyond wealth into zillions of worth because the end of font is never and ever and it is found in the sea or by the sea shore by the trillions for those are realms that exist and are there when time or Time is dealt with in full.

He was an elf who loved a font and he held the sea up to write in with fonts only no one knew it. That is because on the day when the font rise came to be created the Lord of Destruction, Death Angel, Lord Beezelbuub, came to be a Lord dark and Lord Death only in the sense of finding a fontcreator lord or dweller on the lord of pages and that is me.

I was the page of lords and lordesses in those times and I held up a font software and asked God “Can this be a blessing?” and God showed me the answer was yes but, and this is important, the software of the future will be fuller and filled with line upon line which I alone, at present, can see.

When the fonts of the fold in space are dwelt into men they will see what the font shows them and they will see why God wanted me to have the software and why Death hit everyone with death on a day that was font related.

Thus there were two giant phants and each was big and bigger only I backed away from them because they were fonts of the mind. One was the font of faith in land and the other was the font of the thoughts in oil and that is why elephants were thought to be the source of oil at one time and thus oliphants and they were the press that stamped down on life and degraded it.

It isn’t Gods desire to fear the elephant or to teach me fear but, and this is important, when a family line is crushed and broken and torn of its life by steel thieves then God breaks those lines and tears them loose by showing a lie is dwelt into by men who fear men more then they fear things of God.

It is God who will dwell in America but it, Canada, will have islands in BC by the dozens and the land below will rise and fall for centuries as the fullness of oil is brought up from the deep and bubbles around and around the islands for centuries because no one saw the point in fixing oil and sands or thinking that one day they might not work to the benefit of life or to the benefit of dreams. Men will say “We had it right in the oilsands projects” but they will find no one will care anymore because the government is fighting within itself and no longer fit to be the price of a whole or hole in time to the oil.

Thus the elephants and oliphants are going to meld together and fight backward until they can feel a way forward in trembling to kneel before men and men who scorch them will find the wrath is there for a purpose but not for men of God who pray and pray and pray and pray for answers which never seem to arrive.

It is this reason that oliphants are going to be held up to the price of freedom and they will be tusks found and dug up in land easy to find and see both real and large as in old mammoths and as far as Ooparts they will rise up as they always do and mysteries will shine as the stars in the sky. Of course they might burst and blow and gunho for a time but that is the way of stars exploding when they hear God teach them what life is all about. Thus stars procreate by exploding and ours isn’t with desire for it is a eunuch star and that is why it produces things above the throne of God which are beyond angels or kens of life and that is oil and oil and oil and oil for those on earth who really want a touch of a eunuch in land and in houses and in places beyond number coming when the Day is complete for it has begun and we are now in the day or Day of the Lord.