"Before the land began to breathe, before the mountains touched the sky
your voice was calling out my name across the ages passing by.
No star was born, no sea unveiled yet still you knew my every tear.
You formed my soul with Holy fire and whispered "Child, I hold you near."
Before the world began, you had already shaped my destiny.
You carried all my days within the scroll of your eternity.
No shadow stands, no fear remains.
You knew me, before the world began.
"Before the land began to breathe, before the mountains touched the sky
your voice was calling out my name across the ages passing by.
No star was born, no sea unveiled yet still you knew my every tear.
You formed my soul with Holy fire and whispered "Child, I hold you near."
Before the world began, you had already shaped my destiny.
You carried all my days within the scroll of your eternity.
No shadow stands, no fear remains.
You knew me, before the world began.
You saw the battles I would face, the nights I tremble weak and mourn.
You marked my path with unseen light long before the dawn was born.
Your hands prepared the strength I need. Your breath would guide me through the flame.
And every victory I will see flows from the power of your name.
Before the world began, you had already shaped my destiny.
You carried all my days within the scroll of your eternity.
No shadow stands, no fear remains.
You knew me, before the world began.
When storms rise like 100 armies, when the night tries to claim my soul
I stand upon the truth unshaken. Your ancient promise makes me whole.
For time itself bows down before you and kingdoms rise and fall in vain.
But you remain unchanged forever, the one who called my hidden name.
Before the world began, you held my life within your sovereign plan.
And when the final dawn arrives, I'll rise and walk where angels stand.
Forever known, forever loved, you loved me
before the world began."
SGT Daniel Turner
Priory of St. Michael the Archangel
Fides Et Veritas
Lately I've been meditating on Jesus the moment of his death at the cross. I imagine his spirit leaving his body and walking to the temple and tearing the thick curtain with bloody hands. As I get older my perspectives change and im growing a new reverence for the Lord.
CAA Daniel Turner
Priory of St Michael the Archangel
Fides Et Veritas
Often in life we come to challenges and we are apprehensive to trust in our faith in Jesus. He is our redeemer and will finish the work he started in us. As we grow and mature in our faith we should be conscientious of these opportunities to grow and take these matters to the Lord in prayer.
The River of Redemption is a classic parable about the weight of our past and the courage required to let go.
The Parable:
In a valley shadowed by gray clouds, there was a village where every person carr... moreOften in life we come to challenges and we are apprehensive to trust in our faith in Jesus. He is our redeemer and will finish the work he started in us. As we grow and mature in our faith we should be conscientious of these opportunities to grow and take these matters to the Lord in prayer.
The River of Redemption is a classic parable about the weight of our past and the courage required to let go.
The Parable:
In a valley shadowed by gray clouds, there was a village where every person carried a heavy stone on their back. These stones represented their regrets, mistakes, and the wrongs they had committed. The larger the mistake, the heavier the stone. The villagers moved slowly, bent double by their burdens, and rarely looked at the sky.
At the edge of the valley flowed the River of Redemption. It was a wide, rushing torrent of crystal-clear water. Legend said that anyone who stepped into the river would be washed clean, and their stone would vanish forever.
One day, a young woman named Elara, exhausted by a stone that grew heavier each year, decided to reach the river. When she arrived at the bank, she saw an old man sitting by the water.
"Is it true?" she asked, panting. "Will the river take this weight?"
"It will," the old man said. "But the river does not take the stone from you. You must be willing to let go of the stone."
Elara stepped into the water. The current was strong, pulling at her legs. She felt the stone on her back pull her downward, threatening to drown her. Fear gripped her. If she let go of the stone, she didn't know who she would be without its familiar weight.
"I'm afraid!" she cried.
The old man shouted back, "The river can only wash what is open to the water! Unbuckle the straps!"
With a final surge of courage, Elara unlatched the heavy leather harness. The stone fell into the depths with a massive splash. For a moment, she tumbled in the current, feeling light and untethered. Then, she stood up. The water rushed over her skin, and for the first time in years, she could stand perfectly straight.
She walked out on the other side of the river, her back light and her heart clear. She looked back and saw the old man.
"Why don't the others come?" she asked.
"Because," he replied sadly, "to many, the weight of the stone feels safer than the freedom of the water."
There is blessed assurance and an expectation of joy with the security of our salvation in Christ. "Shall not be condemned, shall not perish, IS passed from death unto life, Eternal life, Everlasting life, Sealed unto the redemption of the purchased possession unto the praise of his glory." I pray everyone goes boldly into the future as we exercise our faith and trust in his purposes for our lives.
CAA Daniel Turner
Priory of St. Michael the Archangel
Fides Et Veritas
Whoever has ears to hear, let them hear. God's Holy words transcend time itself. The bible is a messaging system from another dimension. May we never take this for granted.
CAA Daniel Turner
Priory of St Michael the Archangel
Fides Et Veritas
Good morning Brother Daniel! Be blessed and BOLD for Christ today and every day.
CAA Michael Loos Sr.
Priory of St Michael the Archangel
Fides Et Veritas
CAA Scott Scoggan
Priory of St Sebastian
Acta non Verba