Hello, how sweet the name of the Lord sounds today in your space!
This is the time to dwell in the city of refuge of the Lord your God. This city used to be some meters away from your outskirts. But now this city has been globalized and is now within you, not outside your body frame.
The mother hen gathers her chicks under the shadow of her wings. Her wings give protection from predators. Her wings cover her chicks with warmth against the nuclear winter of this crazy civilization age.
Begin new to play the mother hen. One who hears by the ear stands to be safe and protected from the harm’s way. Begin now to play the mother hen. One who wants to catch sight of the thick clouds that spread across the universe is not a lamb.
Come to the Most High Judge. He is the refuge for the whole flock. He is the cosmic Mother Hen in times of eventide. Make no delay. These are the days of fulfillment of the ordinances divine. These are not the days of prophecy. Abide with the Lord God and He will abide with you today.
SHALOM.
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