The Earth Will Be Beautiful

So, it's Monday. I never did have anything against Mondays because 'man gats to work'. As I'm still a student and also an entrepreneur, those words have never been truer.

I wanted to write yesterday but ended up writing a very short response to a prompt instead. Don't worry, I'll upload it later😉.

The genre is 'horror' though, thought to tell you in advance.

I dreamt some months back, I have the gift of dreams, one of the many gifts given to me by the Holy Spirit.

The dream was very deep. 'Evil' as they like to do, prevented the dreamer's every step to vanquish them, but at the end of the day, the Lord became my escape and I heard a song;

"The Earth Will be Beautiful."

It went from me fearing the oppressive presence in the dream to being happy, prophesying what will come to be.

This word is to encourage you that no matter how much you see evil spreading understand that one day they will be no more and that day is much sooner than you think.

So when you are down and unsatisfied with how things are always remember that the earth will some day be beautiful.

They may endure for the night but our joy cometh in the morning.

Jesus loved you and I do too. I pray you have a wonderful day free of all burdens and obstacles. Amen.

Taiwolilly🌼

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