Unto Piers Caleb Westinghouse And Myrah Jennifer Glass Was Born A Child

Early To Mighty, The Fields Are White Unto Harvest 12/08//2017

All Hail To The Bride Now Reigning In Heaven, Readying The Specialty Stone, The Antichrist Murderer

     -Listening To: Ne-yo, my Fav, this year season, I Want To Come Home For Christmas,  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ku0-n7Tqldc Pentatonix, Mary Did You Know? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ifCWN5pJGIE, and Whitney Houston's, Joy To The World, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ATqL4_8A_yc

THE UNENDING LOVE ANTIDOTE ...The African Juttah 1986-2016/17

  The African Juttah Infinite Genealogy

http://heartravising2017.blogspot.com/2017/07/and-these-are-descendants-of-beauty.html

     Unto Piers Caleb Westinghouse And Myrah Jennifer Glass was born their first son Wellson Jacob Westinghouse, a first daughter Hannah Shenir Westinghouse, and a second son, Alexander Cadance Glass

-And It Came To Pass, As Aaron Spake Unto The Whole Congregation Of The Children Of Israel, That They Looked Toward The Wilderness, And, Behold, The Glory Of The Lord Appeared In The Cloud.

                                                       Scene XXXIII

     -"This is it, isn't it? I just know it, when we Chant slipped through the chapel curtain that day and end up on paradise earth, making love on cottoney roses, that floated us up and all about this wonder land. I never thought I would see this place again, even thought we both imagined it or dreamed it, are we, are we dreaming this? Look up there, I can see it, being here make our universe earth a little less than our first heavens in comparison, it's so phenomenally beyond it. What Salvor about that wedding just now? Are you kidding, that's what that was? I've never seen anything so extraordinary, it could've lasted forever and nobody would've mine, such an amazing joy, I mean not Preecest Channing Paris this unspeakable." As one yet to bring his eyes and his glowing countenance of just seeming to spin around and around, practically this enchanting forest of wondering what it was just above them? Perhaps a sky, perhaps not, perhaps they were just below God's heavenly throne, beyond anything imagined. Look there, what is that? A bird, no Salvor, I don't think so, I don't think that's a bird, a plane then, a plane, here, really? Then it's God's Chariot, wait, how that song go? Swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home, swing low, sweet chariot, coming for to carry me home, beautiful, my, my christ, I didn't know you sing, Well how do you do it? Do? Make a living with and make wondrous love to a wife you rarely know, it's as if you never heard her sing before, I bet you don't even remember Sia Maaseiah's rain tear drop reveal. Sia Maaseiah's what? Well, it's as if she's sitting in bed, this ceaseless task of her getting and getting out words and testaments of God, she'd lost the use of her most proficient communicator. Meaning Salvor, what she was reduced to made these efforts an even more arduous task, very trying indeed. Then beloved it happen, that unexpected, as she was making a testament from a book she'd read so blessed she just had to share it, despite how taxing. It was then a single, huge, crystal tear dropped from the ceiling, impacted, as to imprint the very pages she was sharing, how God ought to be exalted, praised, how indeed he is worthy, no matter what. Not instantly stopping her work, but soon she glanced up wondering what was the matter? Because not only had she seen it, she'd heard it and there on the page was the mark of it, so pausing, looking, seeing, even asking, is there a hole in the ceiling, is it raining outside? The answer was neither, only Salvadore Constantine like this unspeakable get away right here, there was no logical explanation. Except Channing Paris, it is that Heavens Father, as with Jesus found Himself so impressed by her, one of His Tears felled through to her, as to virtually anoint her work again, with his tears. Now that sweet wife mean every now and then we're to pause and remember how, well, realize, just the mighty weight of blood, heart and tears that has made this impossible night right here, event that incredible wedding, possible. So as Gram would say, it's not the armed military men staying and standing at attention, it is the army of angels shown enveloping us, even them. Even when need be all through and all around us, that safeguarding us, that ever making western civilization and America possible. And this jovial might Salvor is only the beginning, for Heavenly Father said, for I will wipe away all tears from their eyes, neither shall there be anyone sorrow, nor pain, nor crying, nether shall there be anymore death, for the former things have passed away, hallelujah, amen! So, how about we give it another try " giving his hand that she lay her hand so delicately into his own, figuring where they both are, is where they both now belong. "If you stunning husband is asking me do I want to make beyond phenomenal love on cottoney roses floating us into this delicious, graceland beyond all ever imagined. Just you take my hand and lead me there, hold me there Salvadore Constantine Amature and never again let me go from there." Why speak in parables? For they say the Lord seeth us not, the Lord is ascended from the earth, be aware as God, Himself, Apb, The RAM, see more here, www.invasionofpeace2017.blogspot.com