Gods elect, who are they, they are men and women and children form all over the world and from all nations. Where will you find them and how do you know them. When you walk down the street you may pass one, they will look just like you, but on the inside they are lonely broken people, whos lives have being turned upside down, whos faith appears strained and tattered, who feel like they have being on the frontline of a war for so long they wonder how they will survive, who every day cry out to God, " why", whos faith is in Jesus alone, whos only Guide and teacher is their savior, Jesus Christ. who constanly cry Lord. i am tired of waiting, I am tire dof the lies, I am tired of the anger and biterness and HAte, I am tired of living in a world that doesnt care and that doesnt know how to love, im tired of religion ,and mans ways, oh Lord I long for that day that you come , and that I can be with you for ever more, when all this wil just be faded distant memory, when Lord we can all run to our father and sit in His lap, for ever to be loved, no more darkness only light, no more hate only love. Jesus be glorifed n the lives of your elect. In His Love
