Grateful

I listen to st john of the  cross, ascent to the mount from 9pm to 5am, 
beautiful how I can feel into the words of pergation of the soul to close off 
all desires of the senses, in the dark of living as the ultimate or necessity 
of sacrifice for the merging with god.

And its humbling as it keeps my eyes squinting in not worthy of such, so I pray. 
Lord have mercy, as I fulfill  the promise with every sunrise to hear and be and 
feel into the words of your only begotten son jesus, that I never saw him at 
anytime but I should know his words in my heart....

Grateful for all blessings , all the love, all the weath and all the 
travel....grateful for my angels