Oh, my Lord. Where did this writing come from? Apparently from my head and the keystrokes of my fingers, entered into this computer back in June of last year. But once again—as with many of these things—I do not remember composing it. I must have been sitting on my futon in the laundry room across the yard, because that's the only place down here where I ever wrote a ZWTF. 

 

As I read this again this morning for the first time, I am truly amazed at how it made me feel. It actually made me feel excited again to enter into my celestial home. 

 

I have not felt that way in a while. 

 

I hope that this ZWTF edition from June 30, 2019 does the same for you.

Eye has not seen nor ear heard what God has made ready for us. But soon they will. 

 

Your servant on the peninsula, 

 

Martin