As We Claimed

How well had the tree so often knew that bore within the very life of God. Far removed as it was from home so there and with it taken far away. Though as with all things and a little dangerous there, of all things the king as such as what he was had of liked his stories. For listening surely though as I had feared to what he was destined could not have any saved him from the grip itself, that had of been the will in this contained and the power of the pen within the page. The darkness though had of came and grew and swallowed up there what we thought we knew. A forgetting as it were within our very minds, an erasure in itself of the person of the very God of Heaven. And in this contained the very mind of God always for our time. A fear so surely as we had of felt so nearly that came and settled here. It was what the last words so often read and filled within a sense of dread. An understanding as it were of the very animal and what was made in nature, the nature of God here meant to serve and keep us all in perfect peace before. Though now of this we had adored the living nature therein so contained. The darkness though so often in itself had grew washed up of our dreams, oozing out from eery heart and taken a part from the fear we often felt, and every heart. At times there such as these I fell asleep and there had had a dream. Of as it were when we walked within the field of dreams. Happy there at first, a time when I was settled really and thus had had a little baby. Then the dreams so often came a feeling as it been of what once was and always been. Each night of this I muttered and so carefully had the husband there uttered. A real angel almost as it were had of come appeared to all. Though what once was always spoken as of the ashes there were scattered much as dust upon the ground. As I often found God had not of created there that day for us to misuse our gifts much along the way. So in this as nothing chained or simply else obtained. It was always as God had said along the way. His angel coming down and so was in the fire he found. Though how long had it haunted of what had been the One. No one at first had of understood it at the time. Though what was fear upon us all but the before the him whose feet we often fall. Them that are listening really also of the will of Heaven to come and do his will it seems lies within the field of dreams. Until outward you would stretch to do his will and with him often tell. Being a servant of the throne it found, a better Word than Abel talking or the saints and angels walking. To which the king had known it all along. Though how was he to have forgot the Word we said. That kept also and bent to do his will. No matter of where time had told or often led there was but the reckon of the dead.