THE ANGEL MESSAGE

The heavy problem seemed to grow and grow.I strove to gain the truth, to realizeThe ever-present love of God, to knowMy own perfection.

As the thunder dies.It disappeared, my little piece of hell:For suddenly, the words came clear and true;They came from God: I felt my heart arise.It seemed as it it sang out like a bell.The words, the thought which came, were,"I love you."

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