It was WINTER time of feast of dedication. Who ARE You? Tell us PLAINLY. I DID Tell you but you Believe NOT. HOW LONG will Your MAKE US DOUBT?? I Told you TRUTH, but you are an unbeliever. BECAUSE you ARE NOT My Father's LOST Sheep He Sent Me to Gather BACK TO Him. I AM the Good Sheherd of God His Presence. I Gather UNTO ONE, the wolves scatter, separate by their mouths the sheep of darkness FARTHER from God. The hirelings of flesh and blood, do not give their lives to protect sheep, they run away hiding in the darkness, wilderness of deceit.
Without the Spirit, Teacher, there is no Understanding the Parables OF God. The Lost Sheep ARE Given Understanding in order to Come, Gathered into Truth BY Truth. The Sheep of Dormant Seed, Given Spirit, Rain, QUICKEN with Understanding, Produce the Fruits of Faith in time of Need.
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