Sweat, Fodder

 Lord God as we draw near to you, may both macro and micrognomic deeds be exposed, opened, and refined. May the relationship to nature be expounded on, sheol trampled and made firm by the will of Christ and the Buddhalands; that wrap around Laodicea and stretch beyond the milky way and sombrero galaxy usher in a new matter. An Element so prolific in its seemingly staunch orbital that it create a new many something.  That the choices and astonishing glory of Our Hashem be made evident in our actions and musings. Bless thought Lord God and the technology be catipulting great and wonderous times to the branches ruled By Yeshua and to The throne-shade and wind-ascension be completely parallel to Man's intellect. Let our relationships omit forever the vortex of confusion and indirectness, while blessing the Wool of all Shaddai sheep. Bless the fur and hair of our landscapes and that the transmutational might be in the very leg of stump. That then and therefore new homeletic manifestations be at their purest and most reachable as a continuation of theology. While our hands be made firm for Every. Good.  Work.

Thank you Oh Heavenly Host