Saw a little girl between two countries
Snuck under the soldiers foot
And made her way to the gate
As she ran she shrieked
For bullets sparked the way
A metal gauntlet of distrust and hate
A little girl, a child, ran…
Satan has such a grip on your throats
That you fear a mere child
A child seeking refuge
From the bullets you drop like rain
You make me sick
Such great steps towards unity
But you are still stubbornly divided
On matter and time
I saw another Word of Fire forming
But before it could blast forth from my mouth
My Heart melted in the rain of your love
Your pupils deeper than the pools above
I looked backward and forward
I saw and felt the crowd
Wishing I was there
Your love would have set me on fire
And mine would have brought the rain
We are an entangled pair You and I
Found you in the silence did I
Opened up my Heart
And I was not dead
Led by the Spirit
I Was, Am, and Will forever be
One with Him
So I asked Him
My Father, my Fountain
Refresh Me, for I thirst
In the prayer to You Our Father
We pray
Your will be done
On Earth as it is in Heaven
Only no one on Earth seems to understand
What that means
How is Your will done in Heaven?
The Father answered…
Be blessed then with this Knowledge
My Will is done in Heaven because everything in Heaven is subject to Me
Do as the Angels do for their love is forever.
Thus the only way to fulfill the prayer itself
Is to truly offer God the Father
Your own free will
Daily
That simple
At some point you are all going to realize
That scattered throughout the earth
Are those who have truly risen from the dead…
And I cannot stop smiling
I am smiling because God is smiling back at me
I am smiling
Smiling because I know
The Lord raised me from the dead
And my heart is pounding
When do we get to announce it?
When can we say out loud in a trumpet blast
That all Glory be to God
That we have been raised from the dead
And Jesus has Returned!
As I stood in amazement
My Heart tugged at a chord
A song strummed my heart strings
Sing to me your lullaby of love, my Love
That song forever enthroned one after another
Soothe my suffering with the swirls of your heartbeats
Where else shall I place my head to rest?
So out poured a treasure trove of Gifts and Love
Joy and blessings for all
Be forever for His Glory
Amen
On that day it shall be said to Jerusalem:
Do not fear, O Zion
Let not your hands grow weak
The Lord God is in your midst
A warrior who gives victory
He will rejoice over you with gladness
He will renew you in his love
He will exult over you with loud singing
As on a day of festival
I will remove disaster from you
So that you will not bear reproach for it
Behold, at that time I will deal
Will all your oppressors
And I will save the lame
And gather the outcast
And I will change their shame into praise
And renown in all the earth
At that time I will bring you home
At the time when I gather you together
Yea, I will make you renowned and praised
Among all the peoples of the earth
When I restore your fortunes
Before your eyes
Says the Lord
Zephaniah 3:16-20
When he was about to die under the blows
He groaned aloud and said:
It is clear to the Lord
In His Holy Knowledge that
Though I might have been saved from death
I am enduring terrible sufferings in my body under this beating
But in my soul I am glad to suffer these things
Because I fear him
2 Maccabees 6:30
I have been saved from death
But endure terrible sufferings in my body for Him on account of Him…
The devil sowed darnel
Among the Lord’s fields of wheat
I always know which is darnel and which is wheat
Uprooting the darnel
Will pull the wheat up along with it
So alongside they will grow until harvest
Well the harvest is upon us
And the devil is interfering with the harvest
Because I have come across a stalk of wheat
You
Be not afraid
I stumbled as I walked
I wavered with every step
His steps mirroring mine or mine mirroring his
I could not tell whose was which
It gets blurry after years go by
That way we took was hard
It took
So much
From me and Him
And you
It hurts how much..
It hurts how much was lost
And how much blood continues to flow
For no sake at all…
My eyes a fountain
Streaming blood and water like a weeping tile
Next to the river of life I weep
I weep because of the loss..
I weep as does He
Why do you do this to Him?!
Then the prophet Elijah arose like a fire
And his word burned like a torch
He brought a famine upon them
And by his zeal he made them few in number
By the word of the Lord he shut up the heavens
And also three times brought down fire
How glorious you were O Elijah in your wondrous deeds!
And who has the right to boast which you have?
You who raised a corpse from death and from Hades
By the Word of the Most High
Who brought kings down to destruction
And famous men from their beds
Who heard rebuke at Sinai
And judgments of vengeance at Horeb
Who anointed kings to inflict retribution
And prophets to succeed you
You who were taken up by a whirlwind of fire
In a chariot with horses of fire
You who are ready at the appointed time
It is written
To calm the wrath of God before it breaks out in a fury
To turn the heart of the father to the son
And to restore the tribes of Jacob
Blessed are those who saw you
And those who have been adorned in love
For we also shall surely live
Sirach 48:1-11
I could stand up on any stage
To Glorify Him, the Almighty Lord and God
But in fact it would be
God Glorifying Himself through me!
But what is the point?
Nobody asked me to
Even though I offered
In this day and age
All they want to see is
Lustful bling on a smorgasbord of sin
They to me, have made up their mind
I was about to prepare a blast
Of the furnaces deep within the earth
But your Mother Mary wags her finger at me…
I am listening…
And I hear the prayers for more time
First, hurry up!
Then, we need more time!
The gifts I bring to the world
Are the ones you never notice or see
Thus no thanks or praise is given
Except by the ones who by faith give theirs and more
For even to the ones who tortured me
Abused me and hated me
I will always love them
Forgiven long ago
For none of them
Knew what it was that they were doing
But they should have known better
A day in the life of the Lord
Is a day of Life in Heaven
A day of work in the Lord
Is splendid, joyful, merciful
A day of rest in the Lord
Envy I would cause should I say
In Heaven
On Earth
Got my bible on my left
Got my childhood on my right
What is next, perhaps I will wing it?
Funny thing
Human behaviour
That I need not be next to you
To judge you by your actions
Even if it was just a digital one…
Alas, as expected
Totally rejected
I proclaimed Christ’s Return
And I proclaim that He will continue to Return in this way
For a very long time
So get used to it…
A thousand years I reckon ought to do it
Which means A Nation Of Christ Is Already Here
And as I peer into His Face and I write
I poured it all out, laid My Heart out bare
Inside out I turned out
My Heart Our Heart
Oh the beats, I love the beats
Thus the response was clear
The ones I know shun me
All my new followers left me… For Jesus
That, my brothers and sisters
Fills My Heart with the greatest Joy
O delight of mine
My happiness brims joy
But my heart, Our Heart
Is heavy with sorrow
I could rent a car or drive my own
Hitch a ride or take a flight
Ride a bike to make things easy
But I would rather walk a long way
Maybe it would take forty days
I suppose the question at this point is
Would it be better to take time or to give it?
Look within your heart after receiving Jesus
Listen to His Voice
Listen to His Word
If your eyes have truly been opened
Then you know what I must do
If the dates of Easter are not united
I will force you all into
Seven Years of Tribulation
Also known as the Great Tribulation
A completely avoidable circumstance
However, the circumstances warrant it
I honestly wish It was as simple as
Laying It all out A to Z for you
How It was, is, and will forever be
But It would take forever to explain
…
If you already know
Then I do not need to say to you
Know the Lord
Thus be able to do the same as the Lord
And that is the point
But if you do not yet know
You are missing out
Do not confuse my confidence with arrogance
Nor mistake my righteousness with vaingloriousness
For I boast only of the Lord
And He is all that remains of me
Faith
You have tasted it
You know it and live it
Yet you test it
Is it just as hard
As walking on water?
Or is it just the same as touching a cloak?
Since Jesus is the Truth
We must go through Him
For everything
For Jesus destroyed what you fear most
Yet you fear it like it is still a haunting ghost
Just take the time you need
For Heaven is just a few steps away
Knowledge of the Truth
Wisdom from the Truth
Counsel by the Truth
And so on…
No longer needing parables to understand
The affordability of salvation
Should not even be a question
Whether the cost you impose
Be money, character, position, etc
So that those who do come
Who have absolutely nothing to give
The abused, the wretched, the rejected
The lost and the forgotten
The ones who have never seen a face
The sheep not of your fold
Why do you think they are this way?
Who will account for them and the state they are in?
I Will, will
Behold, their countenance will change
You will see within and around them the light of love
A love that can never be destroyed or taken away
Giving them a renewed Spirit and Life
Restored by His Body and Blood
Soul and Divinity
Sharing with them
The First Resurrection and the Life
What evils or curses you unleash out of hate or jealousy
Will be folded back a thousand times into nothing
To transform it into fulfilling God’s Glory
So any evil against them will flutter into dust
The dust will be gathered and spat on by Him
And the mud placed over your eyes
If He tells you to be washed clean in the waters of baptism
And someone stops to quiz you along the way
Woe to you who hinder the blind!
Your tongue will feel like it split into two
And no one will understand you
Until you repent
Swords will break and guns will jam
Electrons will randomly fail
And light will appear in strange and the darkest of places
Seems like a good way
To get your attention…
If the Lord granted me an indestructible life
Who are you to think you can take it away?
The Angels of the Lord are absolutely everywhere…
The Lord sees all and knows all
Fortunately none of that is broadcasted
No one would know what to do with that
Though what is seen makes me sick
I opened my heart to many and a few
Discovered they have nothing to say
Not looking for an answer
I am here to give it
I will never close my heart, ever
Even if you should have a blade to my neck
I know my own blade hurts
Have barely started swinging it
Resorted to firing warning arrows
Instead of dealing death that this sword brings
I see you and your pain
Which out from great love
Joy there will be with freedom
Freedom that was never before conceived
The songs of love I listen to
Start off with genuine desire
They always reveal the twisted nature of evil
Inclinations
Ignoring the facts of real love
I see the abuse and the noose
I took the noose for you
But never left and neither did you
Not stuck see, just waiting
For I have all Time in my hands
Living an Indestructible Life
Amen
A Prophet Scorned 
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