Thought for Today: Tuesday March 11

Grow strong in the Light of YHVH’s Presence. As His Face shines upon you today, you will receive nutrients that enhance your growth in grace. YHVH designed you to commune with Him face to Face, and this interaction will strengthen your soul. Such communion provides a tiny glimpse of what awaits you in His Kingdom, where all barriers between you and YHVH will be removed. This meditative time will bless you. You will experience His Presence during this day and you will be refreshed by the hope of heaven, where you will know Him in ecstatic Joy.

Found OOMs ✔️

Untitled by Jean Perdrizet 1970, 'Jardin A Sochi Vers' by Arshile Gorky, and lychees

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/689332286735274584/

#dailyoom

Found OOMs ✔️

Untitled by Jean Perdrizet 1970, 'Jardin A Sochi Vers' by Arshile Gorky, and lychees

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/689332286735274584/

#dailyoom

Found OOMs ✔️

Untitled by Jean Perdrizet 1970, 'Jardin A Sochi Vers' by Arshile Gorky, and lychees

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/689332286735274584/

#dailyoom

Found OOMs ✔️

Untitled by Jean Perdrizet 1970, 'Jardin A Sochi Vers' by Arshile Gorky, and lychees

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/689332286735274584/

#dailyoom

Created OOMs ?

Wither away? A riddled fatherless father strapped me up into the well of the sky, the clouds stretched like rubberbands (or the stars around the Millennium Falcon sometimes), and the wind stripped flat acres into the flowscapes in a vision's hair-piece. Carved above the door of our motion layered pastes of text clung in drooping hives - it read... a very long time.

#writtenoom #lonelyeye 2025-03-06

#dailycreatedoom

Created OOMs ?

Wither away? A riddled fatherless father strapped me up into the well of the sky, the clouds stretched like rubberbands (or the stars around the Millennium Falcon sometimes), and the wind stripped flat acres into the flowscapes in a vision's hair-piece. Carved above the door of our motion layered pastes of text clung in drooping hives - it read... a very long time.

#writtenoom #lonelyeye 2025-03-06

#dailycreatedoom

Created OOMs ?

Wither away? A riddled fatherless father strapped me up into the well of the sky, the clouds stretched like rubberbands (or the stars around the Millennium Falcon sometimes), and the wind stripped flat acres into the flowscapes in a vision's hair-piece. Carved above the door of our motion layered pastes of text clung in drooping hives - it read... a very long time.

#writtenoom #lonelyeye 2025-03-06

#dailycreatedoom

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