Madison Meadows Spiritual Blog: A Journey into Mysticism, Dreams, Twin Flames, & Healing

i know you must be wondering what if i see her again? your worried you will feel the surge of the ocean and the burning of the sun. your worried what your friends and family will think. your worried that when you see her again, she will be able to read you like a book and you won't be able to lie to her. you won't be able to hide the fact, that like her, you have always loved her since the first time the both of you met.

  the man who i meet after you will be like a fire providing me with warmth a sun that brightens my days a rain that provides me cool relief a love so soft and tender that i will be eternally grateful to you for leaving me

From Journal Entry: March 14, 2018 Joyce Meyer was preaching. A young black woman was nearby speaking in the next room. Joyce stopped to listen to what she had to say . The young woman had given credit to Joyce for influencing her life. The woman was a Christian rap singer- her lyrics inspirational. Joyce returned to her pulpit with a energy infused with the Holy Spirit and said, "I have something to tell all of you." And began to preach God's word. Her microphone was gold. Interpretation: The gold microphone represents that Joyce has been anointed by God to speak His holy word. She listens to others and gets motivation and energy from their testimonies. When Joyce sees how God uses her as an instrument to help and lead others to Him, it deeply touches her heart and she feels the presence of the Holy Spirit. Biography:  Joyce Meyer was born in 1943. She is a survivor of sexual abuse. She heard God calling her name while praying intensely on her drive to work ...

This is how you lost me: You lost me when you stopped eating dinner with me. You lost me when you stopped listening to my needs. You lost me when I was no longer a priority. You lost me when you put your friends needs above your family's. You lost me when you no longer genuinely showed you cared. You lost me when your secrets you no longer shared. You lost me when my problems you no longer wanted to bear. You lost me when it was you I began to fear.

~ The best revenge is to be unlike him who performed the injury. ~ Look well into thyself; there is a source of strength which will always spring up if thou wilt always look.  ~ What we do now echos in eternity. ~ Look back over the past, with its changing empires that rose and fell, and you can foresee the future too. ~ The universe is change; our life is what our thoughts make it. ~ Regain your senses, call yourself back, and once again wake up. Now that you realize that only dreams were troubling you, view this reality as you view your dreams. ~ Whoever does wrong, wrongs himself; whoever does injustice, does it to himself, making himself evil. ~ Do not act as if you had ten thousand years to throw away. Death stands at your elbow. Be good for something while you live and it is your power. ~ Nowhere can man find a quieter or more untroubled retreat than in his own soul.  ~ A person's worth is measured by the worth of what he values. ~ All things fade an...

   My body hates me. She refuses to work with me. I gave her some pampering- rest, massage, a bath. But she still complains. She says, "He's done havoc on me! My heart is split in half, my mind tortured by his harsh words, my soul is in knots. It's like he beat me with a stick, crushed me with a rock, and left me to die."    I asked her, "What can I do for you?"    She replied timidly, "Give me time to heal my broken heart, time to digest his words, time to reflect on my wounds."    "How long will that take?" I demanded.    She regrettably replied, "A lifetime."    

after all the ways that i've been with you  your door is still open i have been held hostage by my demanding self she shouts off one demand after another it's making my hairs split but you Beloved put up with me all of my spitting and spatting off at the mouth how easily you forget the way i've been and still you don't push me away i think you enjoy this maybe you wonder what version of myself is going to show up next never a dull moment Beloved, never a dull moment to be had