Friday  November 26,  2010     1:50  P.M. C. S. T.

By Kenneth Martin

Written Thursday 3:22 P.M.

My Son I Speak To Thee Now Concerning Life Itself.

Life Is Not Money As In Silver and Gold, But In Me.

Know Yee That If Your Pockets Were Filled With Gold and Diamonds and All The 1000 Dollar Bills You Could Carry, The Bank Filled In Every State To The Limit, Yet For All That Wealth Could Not Heal You, Give You Peace, Save You, Lift Condemnation, Give You Joy, Comfort You, Love You, and Desire You. Yet I Give Thee All Of This For Free. Shall I Not Keep Thee For My Self, Saith The Lord?

Yea! For I Keep Thee After I Have Delivered Thee. Surely My Son Peace Be Still. For All These Things You Have Without Wealth, But I Also Now Give Thee Wealth In Silver and Gold Of This World. Yea! For It Shall Manifest In Thee Quickly.

For You Say, I Didn't Even Have Money To Have A Thanksgiving Dinner For Me and My Wife As Others Do. How Broke Can You Get?