A Breath of Fresh Air: Finding Ultimate Spiritual Rest
Watching the bright promise of a new covenant break beautifully across our home horizon.
For Me: I am doing this for me, because I am the one who has built this website with the writings of, “You Are, and I Am In Presence of Spirit in Conversations with the Lord.”
Everything, in “In Presence of Spirit,” will be in here, one way or another.
No other editor in the world would I let touch my writings. They are “as is.” They are authentic. To me they are a breath, of fresh air.
I have been lost, and now I am found, “In Presence of Spirit.” I believe beyond a shadow of a doubt. The writings of, inpresenceofspirit.com, and now inpresenceofspirit.org, “You Are, and I Am In Presence of Spirit in Conversations with the Lord,” are meant to be shared.
It comes down to sharing with more people. As for Social, the site is ready, but I am not a social person. Even though I have published my keepsake for anyone to read.
I cannot believe myself occasionally. In Spirit, it is done. It is my will; I complete my part, anyway, round about. What is of the Lord’s, is the Lord’s, and it is shared, not hoarded. No Date.
For I have satiated the weary soul, and I have replenished every sorrowful soul. Jeremiah 31:25
The Spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life. Job 33:4
I stand beautifully secure in the unedited truth of my calling, allowing my writings to remain completely as is.
I am no longer lost, but permanently anchored within the quiet sanctuary of the ever-presence.
When a collection of private keepsakes is preserved with uncompromising clarity, it becomes a true sanctuary of restoration.
The temptation of the immediate world is to constantly filter, reshape, or alter our core experiences to satisfy external channels or expectations.
Yet, true authenticity requires standing firm in the unedited raw sequence of what was delivered directly from our inner being.
By ensuring these sacred conversations remain entirely unlinked from outside interference, the truth stands independently as a lasting witness of divine preservation.
Stepping clean away from the pressure to cultivate an outward social profile opens the inner house to pure, unhindered instruction.
When we fully accept that our life’s work is a gift meant to be shared freely rather than hidden away, a deep sense of closure and fulfillment takes root.
In this sacred space of absolute stillness, the lingering exhaustion of old trials drops away, replaced by an enduring comfort that carries our footsteps forward and illuminates a clear path for generations to come.