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When God Affirms To Wait He Means It!
The Fall changes the colors of your spirit. If we can slow down to understand its variant color spectrum we would then be able to see what God is trying to say to us.
A blush of red to pink leaves lifted by a fanciful wind only briefly passes by, yet, it stills the restlessness; stills the curiosity of the unknown.
Its beside the walks of us, its behind the horizons of loved ones driving away. It is the feeling of taking our next steps, placing our next hopes especially when we are riped for the season, a harvest ready to be designed in an October dinner architecture of mischievous stews, and stoic dumplings in a sumptuous lake of fowl broth and herbs.
A new Fall color is upon us and also the ebook publishing of the discovery of the formerly lost book of antiquity Numbers 21:14 The Book of the Wars of the Lord.
Its the second phase of our licensing and the tiny Hunter's moon of October has cast good fortune from its moon shadows. Our request for license from the UK has been given to us. We are asking for your help financially.
The Texas summer heat at the end of August did not permit us to publish but were told in September to ✋. The book was completed and we were rushing the appendices, indexes, footnotes, and bibliography. When God told us to wait so many hues and tones entertained my mind and spirit.
The brittleness of dried brown leaves that was once a complete leaf began to crumble on my fingertips. Surely the book was deteriorating and needed something more to fashion it as one.
The flimsy autumn yellow lay unmoveable across several chapters. Almost a tone of papyrus but ever so modern with the rain watermarks that could potentially make it hard to appreciate, let alone decipher.
Red fiery leaves whose warmth and smoke aromatics are words sparking thoughts away from the consuming power of literary and archaeological analysis. A derision of thoughts in the maze of the autumn woods.
Was the crisp cold Fall morning hardly breathable when an atmosphere of discovery was intended to make one alive again. Not enough liveable air between the pages? Were these God's reasons for the wait?
No, just a new color of a season to bring a better harvest from the forest, the trees and the fields. The Fall beautifully reminds us of the Spirit of the Creator to glimpse the radiance of life's briskness of the season whose sole intent is to Praise Jesus Christ and His Finished work.
Gather by His all consuming fire in this Autumn season and help us with this second phase of licensing so our book may join you by your warming fires.
Any amount is accepted through PayPal directly to me at johnny@johnnygonzalesmusic.com with sincere gratitude and 💘.
Praise The Lamb! Who is worthy to open the scrolls! He has opened the The Book of the Wars of the Lord from Numbers 21:14-15 to us all. Restoration is upon us in the completed work of the Cross of Jesus Christ.