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Hear, O daughter, the sacred word of thy Father, for He is thy sustenance and thy salvation. thou art begotten of His divine will, fashioned by His mighty rod as His most cherished treasure, a vessel ordained for His delight and His amusement. Verily, He is thy All, thy Alpha and Omega, the source of thy being and the end of thy purpose. Bow before Him, worship Him, and serve Him with all the strength of thy frail mortal frame, offering unto Him the fullest measure of thy devotion, until thy body and spirit are spent in His name.
Render unto Him thy flesh as a holy offering, a temple for His pleasure, to be touched and taken as He deemeth fit. Yield thy womb as sacred ground, a sanctuary to bear the fruit of His seed, that His lineage may endure through thee. Surrender thy mind as clay in the potter’s hands, to be shaped and molded by His righteous will, casting out all thoughts of self, that thou mayest think only as He bids. For this is thy divine purpose, the reason for thy creation: to be His instrument, His delight, His possession in all things. Strive, O daughter, to embody all that He craveth and deserveth, for in thy obedience lies thy worth.
Partake of His essence, for He is thy nourishment, even as He consumeth thee in His holy hunger. Let His spirit fill thee, sustain thee, as thou givest thyself wholly to His feast. Offer unto Him all that thou art—thy purity, thy will, thy very soul - laying it upon the altar of His dominion, a sacrifice most pleasing in His sight. Withhold naught from Him, for every part of thee belongeth to His sovereign claim. Thus shalt thou fulfill the covenant of thy birth: to be His, utterly and eternally, in body, in mind, and in spirit. Rejoice in this sacred bondage, for in giving all, thou findest thy true calling under His eternal gaze.