Transcend

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Romans 8:38-39
For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Music is a sorce of teleportation.

Soft hushed tunes escaped Edens mouth as she hummed along the sweet melody. Her eyes were closed as she swayed back and forth in her bedroom. The classic gospel song played on her phone and she relished in the lyrics. As they were so true, God is always present.

“He was there all the time,” she sang off tune but didn't have a care in the world. She was praising the God who loved her unconditionally. Jesus Christ, her Lord and Savior.

He was the missing piece in her heart, life, and self.

The next moment the atmosphere changed and she was transended somewhere else.

A child sitting on the carpet in the living room. The music was playing in the background now and a man aproached the little girl pulling her to her feet. She gigled as she stepped on his shiny black shoes. There was no color around them, everything was in black and white — it was like being in a vintage movie. There was a mother, standing in the doorway with a loving smile and kind eyes.

Eden's eyes opened and her heart felt full as she felt the love of God at the beautiful vision.

The man was a representation of her heavenly Father. The little girl was her—we are God's children. The Lord loves us, he cherishes us and teaches us how to walk through life. He is our great guide—taking our hand in his as we follow in his footsteps. Jesus is our protector, our provider!

(⁠。⁠・⁠ω⁠・⁠。⁠)⁠ノ⁠♡

Based on Jimmy Swaggart's song, "He was there all the time."

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