Feeling the cold air the world is worth living in
I discover the meaning of life from the cold predawn air; I receive strength [energy] to live and find the fate and path of the day.
Though I am a weakling who has to shower with hot water even in the midst of summer, throughout the entire lifetime of this weak physical body, I open the windows in the predawn, stand, and whisper to the Lord in the cold air with an awakened mind. With my spirit I give thanksgiving to the Lord, Who has warmed up the entirety of the fate of my life with a warmth that is like the warmth of this room.
Since the warm floor makes me sleepy, I escape the influence of that environment so that satans cannot handcuff me. I penetrate this trick of satan, the shortcut to sleep, the time of darkness.
Though the dawn is definitely cold, the conversation of the spirit becomes hot, building up gradually. I heat it up by whispering with Him to the point I feel the heat in the midst of the cold.
Do not say phrases like: “It’s so weird, I fall asleep every time I pray”.
Escape from the planet that is a wasteland, the planet with an environment that, strangely, makes you fall asleep every time you pray.
Escape from the planet of wastelands, in which it is impossible to sow, harvest, or enter the world of love--the beautiful world, Heaven.
The source of prayer is the source of your mentality; the source of the predawn prayer is the source of the spirit.
Only when you are able to grab the rope of prayer from Heaven in the predawn do you not grab the rotting rope of darkness [of the world] during the day.
If you cannot escape that planet at dawn, you will recite meaningless prayers all day.
The cold air, to some degree, is the treasure and bodyguard that protects my love.
Let us do it properly by controlling the environment properly.
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