The Original

Text Box: Dear Servant My child, Satan only offers copies of my work; he can never provide anything that is pure or whole, only an imitation. For example, I blessed mankind with the glory of intimacy in marriage. The pleasure I gave humanity through sexual expression in marriage is wholesome, healing, connecting, and beautiful. The enemy sells “sex” instead. He sells it as free expression and choice, but it is damaging, shallow, and ugly. I give wisdom to all that ask. Wisdom that is peaceful, considerate, and that saves from harm, I have to all that will ask. The enemy gives facts and knowledge. Shallow, lifeless information that leads a person to believe they are wise, when in fact they have nothing more than data. I give peace. The ability to set still in the middle of the storms furry and know that you are cared for is the peace I give. The enemy cannot even come close to true peace so he tells you that you do not need it. Instead good circumstances like a nice job or comfortable home are what he tells you will give peace. I give man hope and purpose in serving me. My enemy gives entertainment and distraction, hoping you will not realize you are aimless and have no future. Why would anyone accept these copies? Why would they not come and receive the original? The Original, I AM