That still water
Is stirring
Above it
Pure flame
Swirling
I am enjoying it
Cannot deny it
Love is all of it
Got an angle on…
Tag: Love
Where Is The Joy?
Live every day
As though it were the last
For it is the last day
Always
I Am the last
So what now?
If I say I have entered the Kingdom of Heaven
Yet before me you have not
I do not say to you
You are not in My Kingdom, away with you
I tell you it is here and now
And saturating this place with grace
Do you not know it with your heart?
I am left surrounded
By an army of the lost
Brought to me from every corner
Though there is a great and infinite chasm in between
Heaven and Earth
The Lord and I
Have bridged the divide
By the mere Will of God alone I will draw you closer and closer still
Because I have opened up my Heart to all
And thus blessing and graces
Yes, especially now
In the most desperate of times
Grace for the courage to respond…
Oh Francis, Peter, what are YOU going to do for them?
Who are your eleven?
I appointed twelve
The other twelve thrones
Will be appointed by ME
THE OTHER TWELVE THRONES ARE NOT FOR MEN
YOU, Peter, have the power to cure the sick, blind, lame, and even raise the dead. Why is this not happening? Shall I take that power away from you and give it to the other twelve I have chosen or shall you share in the Glory of the Resurrection in Christ?
Reserves
Thump goes the beat
With the heart like rhythm
Badoom boom it goes
But which one is it?
Is it the fast paced rush
Are you out of breath yet?
Is it the slow, swirling, sensational
Not quite sleeping but close enough…
Or is it the constant drum
At a pace that lies still?
There is more
Like how I am entangled again
With you
Are you trying to pull me in?
I have infinite reserves of blessings
From God and in Christ’s Name
And I pour them on your head
Amen
Peace
Strangers
I never smile to strangers
Not because I do not want to
But because I can read their hearts
And can see what they think of me
When I do
So I bless them instead
And walk with a heavy heart
For I carry you with me
When I look at you
My heart explodes with Joy
At your beauty
I have to veil it
Oy what you do to me…
Miracle Of Water To Wine
You see
But you do not see
That faith mingles
Like mingling His water
With our wine
A miracle every time
Modern Slavery
“Now the sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law.”
1 Corinthians 15:56
But we have victory
Through our Lord Jesus Christ!
Lo Down
I will give you
The lo down, see
I Am descended from God
I declare it openly
A descendant I Am
Now I must tell you
Not much time left now
He is always here
Witnessed through the eyes of faith
He comes down to us every day
I had another vision
That will not be written
Simply because
I am bound like a slave
With the illusion of choice
And I Am one who sees
For the only choice I have
Is to commit sin
If I want my life to be any easier
The road to Hell is wide and easy
So if Christ came down
And entered into your slavery
What do you think He will do?
I will not say anything
But this:
By the power of the Most Holy Spirit
I bind Satan’s forked tongue
In the name of the Lord Jesus
So that everyone Satan speaks to
Will be like they are stone deaf in hearing
For all eternity
Amen
Power
But to all who received him
Who believed in his name
He gave power to become children of God
Amen
Progressively …
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
Entangled
We are an entangled pair You and I
Found you in the silence did I
Opened up my Heart
And I was not dead
Realize
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
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
It Is Clear
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…
Stalk Of Wheat
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
Mirroring
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?!
O Sirach
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
No Stage
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
Another Vision
I will not post
Not yet anyway
For the mere act of posting it
Before it happens
Promises destruction upon you all
But what was seen
Will come to pass soon enough
I will post it after it does
Are you a Godparent?
Such a pointed question
Has a meaningful impact
Acting like a Godparent
Before you pray for your children
Is wise
Remember what you said before the Altar of the Lord…
A Day In The Life Of
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?
A Prophet Scorned 
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