Tag: prophecy

Not Enough

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It is not enough
To be just one of the crowd
Especially since
Everything I touch
The Lord God blesses through Christ
Leave it to me to bless it also
Then the Spirit of God joins in

Looking back
You are going to wish you knew

Spoke

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I spoke words of life
Muttered my troubles
Conveying strife
That the end was near

Now it has barely begun
And matters have escalated
As the days ostracize me
And I bleed profuse

A suffering like no other
Entered this realm
Making it viable
To anyone

But worry not
If love is abound
For love is really
All that matters

Love Casts No Shadow

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Love casts no shadow
A light that shines so bright
Fills you to the core
Demons flee in fright
As Angels need only stand by

I stood upon the high mountain
One day upon the world stage
Presenting truth and reconciliation
Deification
As Angels were given command

The Lot Who Did Not

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I am bone of his bone
I am flesh of his flesh
No taking back this one
Not like a marble in water
But United and One
Do to me whatever you want
I personally do not really care
I am only here to bear witness
And what I witnessed
Only leaves me with shame
To bear your guilt
To have to say
This lot helped me
And this lot did not
What do you think happens
To the lot who did not?

Hatred Has No Place

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Cannot say I am happy
But my happiness is irrelevant
No one cares

I notice things
Little things
That make me want to

Lash out in anger

Call down fire from heaven

To destroy the world that hates
To start all over again
With but a few that remain
But what good is that
When prophets are ignored and scorned

None repent but the few

Truly
I am bone of His Bone
Flesh of His Flesh
A Beloved Son of God

Daughter of God
You have much to learn
About love
About the Love that loves you
And the burden that comes with it

Hatred has no place in a heart of love
Nor by those who surround you

I have poured out signs after signs
As gentle as can I can be
Only to be rejected
But I still love and hold on
Others would rather I die

Being favoured by God
Brings jealous hearts to light
So their jealousy will be lit up
And burned like a fire that cannot go out
For jealousy breeds hate
And hate has no place

Gone

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Last one
No more will I write
No more will I pour
My heart as I have done

I opened up in many forms
Let my soul wrapped in flame
Stake a claim
But I stood all alone
When love stood before me

I have seen too much to deny
Felt too little from others
To hate this world so much
Believing in a mystery

I could say you won the battle
But what will you lose
When I am gone?

… I never wanted to say I told you so

Power To Give

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I had hoped
Hoped that by now
Those who truly love
Would step up
But they did not

I had hoped
Hoped that by now
Those who love to love
Would do so
Without question
But they also did not

This includes myself!
As it is your faith and love
Reflecting through me
As I am merely nothing
Yet
I Am Who I Am
But you
You are also nothing
Did nothing
And hid

So from one breath
I can blow you away
Like a hurricane
As it is in my power to give
Though I prefer the Love path
Either way I can lead you there
Your choice…

Whole Host

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I had a vision today
I was before the Throne of God
That was surrounded by all the Saints
Surrounded by all the Angels
I appeared before all of Heaven
And the whole host cheered with praise
I felt unworthy
I was nothing before the Lord
The Throne was empty before I appeared
So I asked the Lord for His Presence
The Almighty Father appeared and He was also Jesus
I prostrated myself before Him
Saw His Feet and asked
Am I worthy to untie your sandals
He said, “You are”
As I removed first His left sandal
I saw His wounds
The scabs were large so I wept tears of Joy
At the worthiness He gave
I kissed his feet and my tears flowed
Onto His feet
As untied His right sandal
My tears flowed onto the wound from the nail
And the wound started to shrink and heal

Santa is a false god

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**** Spoiler Alert ****

I remember
When Christmas Eve
Was full of wonder and belief
At the birth of Jesus – a baby
Not just a baby
But God made fragile divine

Yes, fragile
Which it is why Santa’s foot
Crushed the stable
Before the warm hearth
And the world celebrated it
Celebrated destruction
That is not love

Your sin is letting this false god
Prey on the greed of children
Turning them into heathens
Because they were all lied to
And continue to be

So the Mother of God
Took her child and flew
Away from this apostasy
To crush the head of Satan
Once and for all
AMEN