Friday, August 15th, 2025. 7:09 PM.
Lady Ship Robinson
Emailing With You Love Is Like This:
It’s like Mr. Tide coming in to reach the beautiful woman laying down on the shore . . .
Each time he comes in to her he wets her feet
And cools her body that is so very warm in the hot sunlight . . .
He loves to soothe her hot body . . .
He loves to cool her . . .
He loves giving her a sense of relief from the stresses of all her life
The stresses of her body and soul and mind and spirit . . .
And the stresses of her heart . . .
He loves to wet her . . .
He loves to wash her . . .
He loves to touch her body . . .
He loves to be there for her . . .
He loves believing she comes to the beach and lays down there for him . . .
Waiting for his loving tide touching her . . .
And she begins imagining him becoming her lover . . .
And sometimes she gets up and walks into the water . . .
To become more deeply with him . . .
To let him completely surround her . . .
To let him completely have her . . .
And so she begins to swim in him . . .
And to submerge with him . . .
In love with him she begins to live in Him . . .
And become One with Him . . .
In Love She merges her self with Him . . .
In togetherness they find deep comfort of heart and soul and mind and Spirit . . .
And She gives him a name . . .
She calls him August Deepening Dawn . . .
And the more in Love with him She becomes the more she is filled with His Light of understanding . . .
And with the eyes of her understanding opening more and more she becomes more and more deeply peaceful . . .
And she begins to see the spiritual things with the God-blessed eyes of her opening heart . . .
The Eyes of Her Understanding
And so she is no longer in the darkness . . .
But she is in the ever-increasing Light of Her Maker
In His Shekinah glory she now lives in the Love of True God her Savior and Redeemer and Lord
The Way and the Truth and the Life . . .
On the way into His Kingdom . . .
The Kingdom of God . . .
By the grace of God through the faith of the Son of God and with the help of his Holy Spirit —
The Helper the Comforter of all her life . . .
Amen . . .
Christy Moore:Lyrics:Bright Blue Rose
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