My Seceret Room
by Eva Johnson
My Secret Room
In my secret room where all my dreams are born, whether good or bad come forth is the product of thought seeds sown. If my faith gets worn, it is from the wrong seeds grown in my secret room. If my faith gets strong, then in my secret room good faith seeds have been sown.
In my secret room, I must water my seeds with God’s word, so that on the outside my seed will be seen and heard. Only good can be stored in my secret room, until the time of harvest when my desires have become full-blown.
In my secret room is where I give birth to all the good things God said we could have on earth. In my secret room, which is filled to the brim, waiting for me to move things to the natural realm. Yes, in my secret room my thought seeds are only the best. I water them daily with God’s word so I know my seed will stand the test. My secret room is well guarded; this is what I am told to do. I am faithful to God and myself, so everything I want my seed to produce will come true.
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