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Your pupils eclipse your soul
But your light and love shine through
Oh my beating heart will go boom
Should I look into them soon
Oy your deep love is the colour beyond the light

I was about to write of another wave of destruction, but believe it or not, my hand was physically stayed for a moment before I was about to write, stayed in an interesting way for it was not forceful at all, but stayed nonetheless. So I just sat there and listened, a wave of peace came and He was happy as He told me that your prayers were heard and answered and that I am not to swing my sword until He says. Oh yes indeed this is good news, for it means that there are some of you who have read what We have written, have thus understood and have therefore prayed for mercy. Knowledge of such things I am privy to by Grace, so thank you and blessed are you who have done this! I will happily and humbly sheath this sword until the Lord calls me again. However, I must warn you, that one of the prophecies I have written must still be fulfilled, and no amount of prayers will rescind the pending destruction, for the many others that I have written prior to this day, that have not come to pass, are thus rescinded by the authority and mercy of God.

To answer your question of why: As a result of just one of the prophecies being fulfilled We will be providing you with the proof you need, for I am telling you the truth. Therefore, you also have the proof of such great mercy for the wrath that was in store, what remains weaved throughout thousands of written words, it would have been far, far worse than what shall come to pass. When I say worse than Sodom and Gomorrah, you have no idea.

Pray then for the poor souls who are lost and forsaken, the children, the abandoned, amidst an awful and evil war, both spiritually and physically. Take in with love any refugee if you are able, especially if you are able, for amidst all of them, Christ is indeed there. He was also in those buildings, now rubble, those buildings you just bombed. He writes to you now… Know that when Christ blesses you with the intent of demonstrating His Divine Power, be assured of great and wonderful blessings that no one has ever foreseen. So bless others and God.

It is no coincidence that the Solomon Islands in the “Ring of Fire” have been so active lately, for today’s reading for the Third Sunday of Advent, 1 Kings 3, is: The King of Solomon

Pray for and love your neighbour
Repay evil with love and kindness
Judge not others and forgive transgressions
Seek not revenge
Vengeance is God’s and God’s alone

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There was an intense spiritual battle before this was completed. I considered not posting this, for many times I have written and not posted, much more than what you can see here, volumes of them. Then the Lord revealed to me the urgency, for many are indeed praying for mercy, and with such love and meekness, however with a lot of “if’s”. The Solomon Islands should be proof enough you need, but in this day and age that doesn’t make the front page, for at time of writing, over seventy (71 to be precise – a prime number) 4.5+ to 7.8 magnitude earthquakes all concentrated on the Solomon Islands since they started less than one week ago. The people on those islands are not important enough to the rest of the world to take notice, but they are affected, so pray for them.

I wish I made this stuff up
At least it would not be so disturbing..

Every once and awhile
My heart stops beating
My faith says it is not time yet
I never panic, nor fear death
But I pause and wait in peace
To feel my heart start back up
Cause it stops every time
A lance is thrust inside
I feel the gush of blood and water
Every time

Everything is going according to God’s plan
The pressure of haste is in the wind
The warnings of wrath pepper the earth
Wars and rumours of wars pervade every day
Desensitizing you to what lies in wait

ALL the signs of Revelation
In a revelation
His pace to Return quickened
Imminently present like lightning
Welcoming Him

But the bitter truth
Like the scroll in my stomach
Unity and love will stay His Wrath
Not offerings of rubble
Those offerings of dust they just gave

The Lord effaced my face with His own
Before my own face in a mirror
The reflection did not change very much
His pupil dilates much wider
In His eye than in mine
For He can see the beauty in me that I cannot

Christ’s Return was hastened
The cries for mercy echo
Resounding like a gong

So He reached down with His hand
Spread His Word by Truth and Love
Healed the hearts of the dead from a flower

So we have been raised in Christ
Treasures of Wisdom in scripture
Delight of Heaven on my tongue

I could not ask for anything more
But this world adores evil
Satan is defeated, his head soon crushed

Read Paul’s letter to Galatians
What concerns the commandments and law
Is the epitome of unity

Here is another mystery that needs to be unwrapped
The mystery of the Holy Spirit of Grace
Humility is not what you think
Supernaturally I suffer… more than you know, love

All out of Love for Love
By grace I am sustained
I have indeed died in this life
By grace I was raised
This body does not age
By grace I am incorrupt
Having been raised I cannot die
By grace I am deified

I could go on… see?
I do not boast of myself
I am nothing

Pantocrator!
He who is
He who was
He who is to come!

Who shall be the first to proclaim His Return?
Though I have already
Yet none have spread this Word
What does that make me?
A fool? Indeed.

Truth is, none see, so few believe
But those that see, disbelieve
Hearts of stone anger me
By grace I can read your heart
Did you know?

Spreading the word, announcing His Return
Should be faster than
The latest virulent emptiness you share
The potential to reach billions in a matter of days

But that does not happen
The forces of an evil world
Surround you to distraction
So quick to hate…

You do know it is written
All evil will be destroyed
What will you then be left with?

What did you expect to see?
The Lord descending from the clouds in the sky from Heaven in Glory?
You cannot even see Heaven
How can you expect to see His Glory?

But I tell you, because of your hardness of heart
A sign will be given to you
A sign of mercy and of love
A sign you need so that you believe
That Christ has indeed Returned!

Sicut Christus
Pantocrator
Amen
Alleluia!

The walk of Life
Is a journey in Christ
To live united as Him
With God Himself in Us

We have only by grace
Attained the unattainable
To be gods that walk the earth
To rejoice when scorn comes our way

We have thus served with love
And death has no power
The Lord raised us for His Glory
Always in Heaven and on Earth

Reconcile and repent
For Our ways are not yours
As the earth splits open
Because of your sin

Been submerged in sorrow
Oh the deepest sorrow
I wondered why such anguish
I felt I was abandoned

Though I was exposed
Left subject to attack
I failed so I called out His Name
His Presence just out of reach

I knew I was being tested
I knew I failed the test
But more importantly
I know when I am being tested

One after another I was slashed
With lies and hate, spit and shame..
Why should I care about them
Despite what they do to me and Him?

Because that is what He did

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As Nature escalates her destruction by a command (Amen) and as the world is oblivious to it while a simple letter is delivered unhindered, will they repent? For I have foreseen what happens if they do not and my words continue to be shared in secret and jeered at, but none, I say none, have reproached me directly.

I hear the Lord calling me
Calling me with a sense of urgency
But those around me do not hear
Must I be that voice again
Crying in the wilderness, repent?

John lived in the wilderness of the earth
I live in the wilderness of the spirit
This body is a sackcloth
Completely drenched in His Blood
I have already cried out, now I bleed

Oh Spirit of mine!
Delight of my life!
My afflictions will one day cease
The day repentance
Comes like a flood in the Spring

My heart and soul is aflame with His Fire
No longer do I feel it burn
But it burns brighter than ever
Incinerating any evil that surrounds

I sent a letter
The letter matters
It was historical the moment it left my hands
Amidst an ongoing battle in Heaven and on Earth
It doesn’t matter what they would do to me anyway
For if they do not believe
And the Father’s Wrath be unleashed
Under the mountains and in the sea
Rome laid to waste
No stone upon another
Will they then believe?

If it doesn’t happen, then it means they believe
If they believe then they will have repented
But what’s written is written
It has to be this way it seems

What greater glory is there
Than God granting His Children New Life as gods?
Oh wait, there already is even greater Glory than this
And that is the Glory of the Resurrection of Jesus Christ!

Did you ever know someone that seemed to be so lucky, like he was the one that got whatever he wanted, that it didn’t matter what anyone did to him, everything seemed so easy to him, no matter how much you tried to ruin his life because of jealousy, he would always walk away unphased? Knowing their thoughts, their perceptions that he was more fortunate than others, he forsook his fortunes. The remedy of forgiveness calms a stormy sea. This world is in need of remedy, should anyone ever wait for forgiveness? Go then and give it whether they ask for it or not.

Step out into the light
Break the shackles of sin
Live in the Glory of God
Let Him take over within

The best part about this arrangement
Is that it comes with an inheritance
Inheritance of being deified in Christ
We are the King

Take a moment to let that sink in
In that deep, be as silent as you can
As silent as the darkness of space
Become that emptiness of space

Listen to Him speak quietly
Before He has to shout in your ears
Louder than thunder it will be
How many will be ready for that?
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“Wow what a loser” he said in his thoughts as soon as he looked at me, and that curse repelled right back at him, but I forgive him for saying that; thus destroying the curse by way of forgiveness. Oh, how I do this every day, do I have to withhold my forgiveness for a little while to release a whirlwind of chaos and destruction, I really am quite close to it. Just saying… Whatcha gonna do?

Forgive

What does worship mean to you?
Is the adoration only an appearance?
Worship from the heart
Deep within the still silence
Where Love sanctifies worship
Who do you adore?

Jesus cursed a tree once
Cause it had no fruit
The tree withered to the root

Be like that tree then
Only pleasing to the eyes
Waiting for a season that may never come
Only to be cursed for bearing no fruit

Do not wait for others
Do not wait for the right time
By then it will be too late

For the Lord will find your hands empty
And empty you will be cast away
The Spirit works through the willing
This is your last chance

Do what He says
What He asks is not hard
Sign the Eastern Way, spread the Word

Amen

So when I curse what is evil in the Lord’s Name
Do not be appalled by it
Rejoice, for Justice comes in its wake

Only after it has all passed
When the Glory of God is revealed
That those who turned their face away
Those who despised and hated him
Will they realize where in scripture
It was hidden from their very eyes
That the fulfillment of what is written
The Prayer to be One with the Father
Just as Jesus is One with the Father
Is the fulfillment of His Return