Now I am here in the Dominican, sitting beneath the early morning darkness, shaded by rain clouds that will soon fall. I remember when I was a young man, still in my late teens I remember dreaming of being in such a place of beauty. Where the mountains are green and covered with palms that sometimes appear to be as wide as the horizon. The banana leaves rise to touch the moon. One cannot sufficiently describe the beauty of what God has created. But I remember, and I am thankful, that our Father has once again brought me here.
The spirit of the island souls, in their poverty, they rejoice, they smile, they sing, they are happy in their poverty. They know life. They know life because the Spirit of God moves in and all around them in his mercy through their imperfections, by his grace to renew the hope of their faith each day.
I only see the good, the goodness of the light within them. My heart has struggled these past several days in some ways to be here, giving all in the moment of who God created me to be and resisting aspects of my return, but I only see the good, no matter the state of my soul, it is a state of love for God and for them, these most special people.
I ask myself, how can I be in a moment of such beauty and grace? It is because he who is I Am is within me in all that he created me to be with every joy and imperfection to be molded within his hands as he has molded this land. There are some spots where God our Father, placed the land within his fingers and simply lifted it, to rise and fall, and then to be flat once again, it because he can, because he is. And through it, I say, I believe, I have hope and I love God.
Our Father now says, “My son, your words from your heart give me glory. And I am thankful that you have come to me this night to say, thank you Father for the beauty of all that you created. And I love you, my son.
It was I who sent the angel to bless you in the most unexpected moment because just before, I heard your prayer. It was a miracle and both a profound sign for your heart to know that I shall always take care of you and that my mercy has no bounds and that my love is endless.
May your heart sing a new song for me this day. Although you have not rested this night, you shall now do so. Fly, fly with the wings of the angels, my son, that I may lift you up and that you may continue to move, to share, my message of salvation and repentance for the Second Coming of my son.
Believe that your heart shall see the glory in the only place that I desire that you run to within my soul, the soul of your Father.
Yes, proclaim my glory, proclaim my love. Let your heart sing a new song for me and rejoice in the colors of the land, the colors of my creation, that bring joy to your soul.”