Author: k. e. leger

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‘Spilling of Blood’

Do you really believe that God doesn’t speak to us anymore? How is it that the world’s society as a whole have come to this? Have you ever questioned this? Do you know why? Are you not concerned to the why of it? Just the answers to these questions should have you rattled.

 Spilling of Blood
 (A Plea for the Innocent)
  
 Lord†, is it of mercy
 as esther pleaded for her people
 that I plead for all the innocent
 all those defenseless souls
 struggling for hope
 as they are submerged in hate
 as they are submerged in the greed of others
 –innocent lives sold for sex
 as those buying and selling
 worship and praise–
 proclaiming it is all right
 in God's† eyes!
  
 Lord†, I plead for them
 I beg for Your† hand to come
 to slam into these fools
 for stealing the innocence
 for robbing their dignity, their grace
  
 Lord†, it's all over the earth
 every where I turn–
 I see beauty and nature
 but lying beneath this mask
 is what's smothering Your† love
  
 condemned, I stand
 suffering with all the innocent
 pillaged, I withstand
 hate and angry words
 from those unhealed
 –those who cause strife
 those who spread bitterness
  
 Lord†, I feel Your† heart
 I feel Your† disappointment
 I feel Your† disapproval
 –please bring comfort
 to all those putting their souls
 in Your† hands
 for their bodies are sold
 to the highest bidder
 all declaring it is right
 in God's† name!
  
 Lord†, this isn't just one nation
 Lord†, this isn't just one people
 it's all over the earth
 the darkness has consumed them
 –God's† veils have reached the maximum
 they do not see
 as God's† prophets of the past
 deemed...to say it will be
 IT IS!
  
 Lord†, Your† time is coming
 those with malicious hearts
 those will never be allowed to see
 –this, as God's† servant, I understand
  
 Lord†, I ask for those in see
 I ask for those with good hearts
 –they stand the victims
 of the blind
 Lord†, I ask that You† continue
 to keep their hearts pure
 whatever comes to them–
 in their suffering
 at the hands of the blind
 give them the strength
 to remain in You†
 give them the strength–
 in all the wickedness around them–
 to understand Your† unconditional love
 give them the strength–
 in their given gift of free will
 to continue to choose You†, Lord Jesus†
 so that God's† kingdom
 will be their inheritance
  
 as I write this–
 I humbly pray for the broken–
 those in the mince of their choosing
 may they make the right choice
 may their veils be removed
 and they see Your† grace
 they see the energy of God†
 all around them
 –bring them their salvation
 so when it's time
 a proper room will be prepared for them
  
 help those weak in faith
 help those lost to the bad shepherds
 help them discover Your† truth
 help them see God's† wrath
 help them see why He† is so angry
  
 as I write this–
 as a servant of God†
 I know this world will see worse
 I know the war is escalating

 I humbly pray for the innocent
 I humbly pray for the good in heart
 I humbly pray for those fighting
 through the tests God† has them in
  
 I humbly pray that they come to understand
 that God† is always in charge
 –all good, all evil
 God† is the Alpha, the Omega
  
 I humbly pray that they come to understand
 what You†, Jesus the Christ†, meant by saying:
  
 'everyone is invited, but not everyone gets in'
  
 may the innocent take it into advisement:
 Your† hand is their only salvation
  
 this my loving, gracious Brother†
 this my humble Lord Jesus the Christ†
 I ask in God's† righteous glory
 for His† wrath be spared
 to leave the innocent with humble hearts
 and lighted souls
  
 this, God's† humble servant
 ask and beg
 for those who remain in You†
 for ever and ever
 amen

(January 19, 2020)—Since the middle of last year, I have been led to Esther over and over again, and each time there’s something new pointed out to me. Today was no exemption. The two Scriptures that I include here point out this: Standing up for the innocent. Standing up to the adversary, the bully, the mean people of the world.

Last night I was led to a documentary titled, ‘Iraq’s Secret Sex Trade’. I had no idea. I have been led to this abuse of ‘sex‘ since I began this journey. In the Visions, in the last of the visions, God points out this horrible truth. It was a horrible thing to write about and it was an even more horrible thing to see! He told me in the visions that these things were happening now. I didn’t want to believe that. So, He’s been showing me examples of all of it around the world.

To be a witness to abuse in its ugliness is the saddest of things. I have been saying that ‘everything is not what it seems’ and it has been pointed out to me over and over the truth in that.

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‘He† Breathes’

‘Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that his deeds will be exposed. But whoever lives by the truth comes into the light…’…John 3:1-21

 He† Breathes
  
 there's a temple
 it's aged and pristine
 a glorious monument
 celebrated, cherished
 there's a cross in this temple
 an image solidified to this cross
 I look at it
 I crumble inside
 for they do not know
 why
  
 there was this boy
 He watched His parents work
 He did what He could to help
 but He kept hearing a voice
 from why deep inside
 He said:
 'do not be afraid
 you'll soon remember'
 you see, I was veiled, too
 so that I could learn truth
  
 it is normal to feel different
 when our Father speaks to you
 He changes you
 the deeper parts of you
 so do not fear
 it is more normal
 than living on earth
  
 to believe is to truly feel
 this unquenchable desire
 way deep in the heart
 to love our Father
 with everything we have
  
 it is normal...to feel this love
 when the heart is pure
 it is normal to question yourself
 for to offend our Father
 is the worse thing
 for a believer to do
  
 rest in Him
 the one who gives life
 fear Him
 for He also takes life
 be patient in your rest
 go about daily chores
 forget your troubles
  
 trust in Him
 our Father knows
 come to Me
 and I will show you Him
  
 love is all you need
 a heart bursting with joy
 for each other
 without curses and hate
  
 lean on Me
 I'll make your burdens light
 trust in God's journey
 for you
 He will make you whole
  
 let Me comfort you
 invite Me in
 I'll pave the way to the kingdom
 in love, through our Father's mercy
 forever and ever
 amen.

Note: The photo that accompanies this work was taken on October 15th when God sent the Phoenix, which is the symbol of New Birth. I have to say that I didn’t not choose this photo because of the Phoenix. David led me to this particular batch today. Fitting! In this particular image is the angel. This is just one of many amazing things God has sent to us!

(January 16, 2020)―I blushed and felt shy after writing what I heard today. I knew who was talking to me. Then I heard God ask after I wrote it, ‘You adore My Son?’ I said, ‘Yes.’ He replied: ‘As it should be.’

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‘How’s the Wine’

‘See, darkness covers the earth and thick darkness is over the peoples…It still is (meaning the darkness is still present) because He then says…Nations will come to your light…The key word is will. It hasn’t happened yet…from Isaiah 60:1-14

 How's the Wine
  
 you planted the seeds
 ensured their soil...fertile
 richly mixed within–
 the best nutrients
 –you watched day and night
 plucked every weed
 –babied every seed
  
 your fields were blessed
 for you cared for their crest–
 sun came when needed
 rain came when needed
 all your vines began to grow
 healthy, vibrant
 –'til the grapes began to show
  
 you marveled at their birth
 giving thanks and praise
 but you missed...a thing or two:
 your eyes started to go blind
 you started dreaming prosperity
 –as more grapes appeared
 your eyes grew big:
 you can buy more land
 you can build a bigger house
 –money spent...not yet earned
 not yet understanding–
 the return
  
 you became so careless
 you didn't even see–
 as your presses grew
 as your cellars filled
 as your variety increased
 –you forgot about the nutrients
 you forgot what was needed
 –what each vine required
 –you even forgot
 about the weeds
 –how they root and feed
  
 you forgot to tend‒
 below the surface
 –all you saw...shiny vines
 but in the dark‒
 weeds and pest
 began to ingest
  
 a slow building nest
 –leaving you to guess
 but you didn't
 –did you?
  
 years have passed‒
 since that first glass
 you've grown‒
 ‒so many things
 you own
  
 you don't even access–
 what's 'a mess
 you just keep moving‒
 never wondering–
 what's next
 never even asking–
 how many vines...lost
 to the infest
  
 you just keep spending
 you just keep enjoying
 –drinking....
 your well-brewed wine
 –making....
 a simple toast to your lost
  
 and to you–
 nothing else adds to the cost
 you've become the boss
 whatever...you have rights
 to toss!
  
 so, my friend....
 how's the wine?

Note: The photo that accompanies this work was taken November 11, 2019 when God sent the message of the Avenging Angel. He went beyond what He has been doing up until this date. He not only used the green orb to point out what He wanted us to see, He also put an arrow in the sky that day to ensure we got the message. Not many paid attention. This will come at a price.

(January 15, 2020)―I have been writing and not completing. I have quite a few pieces to work on. But there’s a few things God is wanting of me. Being number 1 since I began meditation back in July: Stop smoking. I’m on day 5. So it’s been interesting, but I’m about to move to the next part of my journey, so zero nicotine is part of that. I always knew this. Back in 2016, I was told this as well. So, wherever I’m going, I’m willing!

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‘Tested Hearts’

‘If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.’―Author Unknown

Tested Hearts
  
 I tested them you know
 to see how'd they flow
 to see if their love would show
 to see...if they were real
 in gold
  
 every, single one–
 fell to the flo'
 just hit it...out...sold
 my little libido
 love's true row
 –they so easily
 put it out in the cold
  
 on me, they all rolled
 put me on death row
 for a popularity show
 'she's crazy ya know'
 –all for a people-pleasing fold
  
 I tested the forceful in bold
 just to tell myself–
 'I told ya so'
  
 easy...so very easy–
 they'd made me the mold
 for themselves...blame to unload
 –without a second thought–
 any love for me
 to hold

Note: The photograph that accompanies this piece was taken October 15th after I asked David to prove himself again by sending me a daisy. I knew the spiritual world could manipulate technology by what they had already shown me in the previous photographs and by a message put on this website (I left them up) back in August. When I was reviewing this set of frames and noticed the daisy sun, it was a bow-the-head moment. This was also the day the Phoenix was sent over the water, to reveal new birth is coming. In this particular frame: The daisy sun, the promise made to me in the pink bubble and the ray of purple light: Jesus blessing the promise.

‘Mechanical’s Return’

The worse mark on the heart: Malicious intent: refers to the intent, without just cause or reason, to commit a wrongful act that will result in harm to another. It is the intent to harm or do some evil purpose.

 Mechanical's Return
  
 I could tell you to heal
 it doesn't mean–
 I'm not gonna have to deal
  
 I've been fooled by men, too–
 saying they were real
 giving me all the deep thrills
 while kicking my ass
 on the treadmill
 –that looking-good-for-them
 became a perfected skill
 –to be honest–
 that inside need of mine–
 they never fulfilled
  
 I've been lied to by family–
 that bloodline...not sealed
 it's the worse manipulative
 battlefield–
 I've ever saw revealed
 –especially when your ex–
 helps the overkill
  
 it all adds up in life–
 becomes the great ball
 of surreal
 'did that really happen'–
 you asking yourself
 trying to peel
 all those layers–
 in betrayal's ordeal
  
 you move, then move again–
 time...trying to steal
 just to keep the heavy pounding
 in your heart...still
  
 you forgive all of them–
 a bit of goodwill
 done...you wipe up–
 every tear you spill
 alone...you move about
 doing the ordinary:
 eat, dress, clean, pay bills
 waiting for the phone to squeal
 waiting for:
 'I'm sorry'
 'I was wrong'
 'what was I thinking, please forgive me'
 'mom, I'm so sorry...you were right'
  
 but it never comes–
 even when the total truth...revealed
 you realize you're dispensable–
 you've been repealed
 all their shame–
 placed on your head–
 without having to drill
 –for them...it was so easy
 your whole life gone…killed
  
 of course, I know what comes next:
 it's all your fault–
 they'll claim you had control
 of the wheel
 they'll demand you get down–
 kneel
 pray, get saved
 to God†...appeal
 they'll shake you down–
 all done in freewill
 –you were put on a platter
 served up like choiced veal
  
 yes, I could tell you to heal
 your life...rebuild
 stitch together–
 all the parts of your quilt
 then put it all behind you–
 move forward–
 on an even keel
  
 but then...I'd be lying to you–
 I'd be better off
 buying you a cocktail
 take you...get some pretty nails
 put your hair in a ponytail
 then get ready...do some blackmail
  
 but then...you'd be no better
 than that betraying cartel
 you'd become just  a plain ole infidel
 –your soul...so easy to sell
  
 to heal...you yourself
 has to...outright...deal
  
 you gotta face truth–
 you're not the jezebel
 you're better than all they dispel
 you're stronger, wiser–
 ring, ring goes the liberty bell
 but first–
 you've gotta face the swell
 all that shit that put you in hell–
 you've gotta roll in its pungent smell
 you've gotta cry, scream, yell
 –get it all out
 in movements of a snail
 you've gotta face every detail
 learn why...in came...the fail–
 their destructive zeal
 –not anything...for long
 you can conceal
  
 then you're gonna bounce–
 that's right...bounce
 all that pain–
 you're gonna unveil
 forward....
 you're gonna willingly propel
 –the chains of your forced jail
 no longer for the regale
 –no longer...you...for sale
  
 after you popped those chains–
 you'll realize you fucking derailed
 all they tried to nail
 on your pretty little fingernails
 –you done exhaled
 you put yourself in prevail
 the mechanical tall-tell
 –the tipping of the scales
  
 you're gonna learn
 –on your own–
 you've done been rebuilt
 they can't even drown you–
 in the best of ales
 they can't even go
 to the court of appeals
 or on you–
 seek the navy seals
  
 you've become the real
 in deal
 for you didn't just heal
 you've become the truth–
 of the kneel!

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 23rd, which revealed a lot through the spiritual world: the All-Seeing Eye (an interesting use of the gazebo to tell us that God sees all); the Dragon (The Dragon in Symbolization: The dragon, a legendary creature symbolizes protection, success, wisdom, loyalty, fearlessness, strength, balance, and immense possibility. Being the master of all four elements of Fire, Water, Earth, and Wind, it also embodies primordial power. Details of the Power Primordial Force is the primordial energy that originated everything – reality, time, space, life, death, matter, energy, and every possible and impossible concept existing and non-existing in the omniverse, from a single particular to the infinite  omniverse….God revealing His power and that He is over everything); the cross, God’s use of His energy through the orbs; faces and images of those present…spirits; and the earth’s change coming. In this particular photograph, the All-Seeing Eye; the promise made to me in the pink bubble; and Jesus’ love or presence showing through in the purple light.

(January 6, 2020)―This morning: Write from the heart today. I was empty then full…thinking about the things people will do and say when they have a mark on their heart labeled: Malicious Intent. These thoughts that I write about today started yesterday with me taking myself out for dinner and listening to hypocrites talk about segregated pre-planned housing and how they didn’t want to mix with other people’s traditions and cultures.

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‘The Adjunct’

Jesus speaks.

 The Adjunct
  
 it is written
 time and time again
 to be faithful
 to listen to the words
of the Lord†
 but pillage continues
 false gods are still in place
 My† people still misplaced
  
 they wreaked My† lineage
 they seized My† Father's† house
 where, O where are you
 gentle souls–
 who rest in the Lord†
 seek refuge in Me†
 humble yourself before Me†
 I will guide you
 I will remove the fools
  
 bow down and pray
 mercy will be yours
 come to Me† and seek
 change your ways
 violence is coming 
 He† is angered
 His† hands are drawn
  
 you can't fight His† wrath
 you can't mellow His† anger
 bow down, seek Me†
 there are wondrous things
on earth
 to keep it–
 you must save it
 all the gold and silver
won't do
 it's inside you
 the place of refuge
 open your hearts
 clear your minds
  
 it's time to change
 His† angered hand is coming
 His† wrath will decide
 –hold comfort in My† name
 listen and hear
 have glory in the Father†
 for He† is the vessel
 all who comes into Me†
 will open to Him†
  
 blessed is the kingdom
 forever and ever
 in the Lord's, Jesus the Christ†, name
 humble and praise
 with My† brothers and sisters
 amen
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‘Dried-up Noise’

‘Perhaps that itself is the very answer: as Creator of the universe God can and does act in ways that confound men. Death undoubtedly has a totally different significance to God than it does to man….’―The Daily Bible, In Chronological Order, 365 Daily Readings

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 15th when God sent the Phoenix, the symbol of rebirth. This photograph is another example of God’s energy. He manipulates the green Orb to reveal His footprint!

 Dried-up Noise
  
 the voices tingled in my head
 repeated phrases it said
 words in condemn
 words in criticize
 words in broken malice
 –bringing my heart to dread
  
 I listened for a time
 put it in rhyme–
 to draw lines
 –casting it all aside
 then pulling it back inside
  
 all those words–
 written and said
 words people used as lead
 drowning me in their dead
 –pounding me over the head
  
 for those words...out...I bled
  
 laying on my bed
 not kneeling beside
 laying...in stillness
 staring out...in semi-light
 –this blank picture
 in...did reside
 wondering about all these lies
 asking:
  
 'what's the point...why
 what's the hard...in kind
 –where folks don't even try'
  
 crying my eyes–
 'til they were red
 all that noise...all of it–
 poundings of syllables
 over each...my heart–
 continued in bled
 –over lost thoughts
 I became wed
 pondering the breaded words fed
 covering me with their heated lead
  
 then it began to happen

 unknown masked covers–
 I began to shed
 piece by piece
 stripping them off of me
 laying them out on the table–
 carefully examining them–
 debating if I wanted to keep 
 this one or that one
 yelling at some
 praising others
 –laughing over the fun of some
 agreeing with those
that led to hard lessons
 ridiculing those
that made me feel
silly and dumb
  
 across the table–
 all of them I spread
 some: kept me above water
 in tread
 others: mended brokenness
 with the tinniest of threads
  
 some: out of me...came the best
 others: made me sit back in rest
 while still others:
 seemed only to be a contest
 lost in a conquest
 of an enjoyable fest
 –those brought out the sexiness
 ending in me being less
  
 through all of them–
 came an abundance of noise
 shaking up my poise
 trying to sink in...my voice
  
 so I had this choice:
 picking through each–
 as they laid there
 on this simple table–
 used to wine and dine
  
 no, not I...it wasn't the time
  
 as I looked at each–
 I slowly awakened from blind
 moving from this carefree feline
 to something more magnificent
 –not a lioness falling in line
 but more of the spectrum
 of a roaring lion
 –taking that dried-up byline
 'I am fine'
 to something closer to divine
  
 each little façade
 that set up a moment's drive–
 I began to divide
 'til the table was full of times
 overflowing...actually
 –moments of self
 I didn't recognize
  
 a little...I cried
 I over-indulged at times
 in what I ate
 adding a bit of weight
 –trying hard to saturate
 what drove each mask to sedate
 –what invited in the noise
  
 but that was it–
 I wondered in surprise
 there was no drinking it away
 there was no sexting in obliviate–
 that led to sex in fake
 there was no desiring need
 to get high
 or even serious moments
 of wanting to die
  
 I sat...laid...stood–
 all in unchartered wonder
 asking myself: why
 –I pondered this mystify
  
 from the bedroom to the bathroom
 from the living room to the kitchen
 even the spaces in between
  
 reading social media on the bed
 binging out on the sofa
 sitting at the table–
 smoking cloves, drinking sodas
 fixing coffee in the kitchen
  
 staring at empty space
 staring at all I possess
 singing along to my favorite tunes
 talking it out with myself
 talking it out...to the air
 talking it out with God†
  
 asking over and over:
  
 'what had changed'
  
 wondering, searching
 as I starred down at the table
 then the questions stopped!
 each piece...I began to shred
  
 as each piece met its death–
 its destructive words...fled
 like a menacing rodent–
 they just up and left
  
 something began to happen:
 the table's clutter
 began to become less
 each mask staring back at me
 each tiny piece of each whole
 saddened its face–
 and just up and left
  
 the weight....
 that laid heavy on me
 in rest
 became less and less
  
 'what is happening'
  
 I kept asking–
 without trying to answer
 in guess
 words just didn't come
 instead...something unknown:
 in self...less and less
 I wasn't anymore feeling–
 like a guest
  
 the words that once
 tingled my head
 the words that I pondered
 –brought me to dead
 just left
 without...anymore...contest
 over which ones–
 I dreaded...would be next
  
 not anymore
 came a need to call
 came a need to text
 came a need...up...sex
 came a need...words in fed
 –sit around and dread
  
 empty...the table–
 bare and neat
 all that laid on it
 –without fighting
 I let go: shred
  
 I looked in my bathroom mirror
 –there she was
 the one...behind...I'd left
  
 on my face...added lines
 in my hair...a silver shine
 oh my! all that time
 –my she was always
 waiting inside
  
 I stood there...listening
 nothing
 just memories of dried-up voices
 –all that...with me...toiled
 finally became soil
 beneath my feet!
  
 out of blind....
 there's nothing in front of me
 but time
 unknown, undiscovered
 but...still...time
 –a newness in divine
 that I didn't know was mine!

(January 1, 2020)―I was led to Ezekiel this morning. The Parable of the Cooking Pot caught my eye. (I will explain it below.) I read it, then asked, ‘What to write, my Lord?’, but I was empty for a while. ‘The heart’…were words that kept coming through. I sat there for a while…still empty,  then ‘Dried-up Noise’ bled on the page.  It’s truth. Yes, the continuing story of my own life being used as a symbol of life in a way. And…God: After writing this and typing in the parable, I was led to read more, then type in the rest of the Scripture under the two titles: ‘Siege of Jerusalem’ and ‘Siege Announced to Ezekiel’. It gets even more interesting: I’m directed to read the explanations by my Bible’s commentarians. I’ve read all of them once back in 2007, and since then, I’m not compelled to read them over often or include them in my commentaries. Today, was different. For good reason. God is answering me in a very big way!

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‘A Bid for the People’

‘You aren’t to pillage and force My covenant! Each person has to find Me and My Son on their own. PLANT SEEDS. Be graceful….’Another Direct Message from God!

 A Bid for the People
  
 I have sat here, my Lord†
 wrote psalm after psalm
 read Your† words
 over and over
 heard every word
 You've† sent
  
 I pray they hear
 I pray they open their eyes
 I pray their hearts heal
  
 have mercy on them, O Lord†
 show those who know You†
 the way
 show them Your† grace–
 through Your† Son, Jesus the Christ†
 give them salvation‒
 for trusting in You†
 keep them safe and secure
 ‒help them understand
 Your† process
 help them to remain
 in Your† love
  
 Lord†, there are many
 who still fight against You†
 they are still many persecuting‒
 in Your† name
 there are still many persecuting‒
 because of Your† Son†
  
 Lord†, bring Your† wrath upon them
 ‒awaken Your† mercy
 for the people who honor You†
 give them relief‒
 in the new coming year
 reveal to them Your† glory
 reveal to them Your† splendor
  
 my heavenly Father†
 reveal Jesus the Christ†
 ‒His† love and His† salvation
 reveal His† enemy‒
 to those who seek You†
 protect them in all ways
 ‒as the enemy comes to destroy
 I know it's Your† hand‒
 upon them
 I know it's You† testing them
 please, Lord†, be easy on them
 for the enemy hates them
 ‒and they have remained
 faithful to You†
  
 my gentle, everlasting God†
 in the wake of Your† coming wrath‒
 pave the road to the kingdom's gate
 for all those gentle hearts
 who's day will arrive‒
 without warning
 ‒release any pain that we see
 awaken their soul's
 to the kingdom's glory
  
 in Your† coming vengeance‒
 raise the children softly
 they have done nothing wrong
 ‒for all those eyes opened
 help them understand
 the glory of Your† love
  
 for those struggling in death‒
 Lord†, please guide them
 allow Jesus'† grace
 to fall upon them
 release the enemy's hold
 on them
 so they can purify their hearts
 unite with Your† holy sanctuary
 ‒walk from the darkness
 with upright, cleansed minds
  
 oh, my precious Lord†
 bless this land on all the earth
 she is proof of Your† everlasting wonders
 from the mountains to the plains
 from the deserts to the seas
 all the animals of the wild
 all that lives in the sea
 place Your† glorious hand on them
 ‒for their innocence
 is beyond measure
  
 Lord†, I know Your† unending power
 I understand Your† pent-up anger
 I've seen the coming storm
 Lord†, the innocent fight evil
 every day
 they conquer deceit and manipulation
 they survive the thieves, the rapists
 and the murderers
 Lord†, bless them‒
 save them from their grief
 help them understand Your† love
 help them feel Jesus'† gentle arms
 around them
  
 my almighty Lord†
 my eyes weep for the lost‒
 their pride has consumed them
 their idols have taken control
 of their hearts
 their politics mean more to them‒
 than Your† strongest wrath
 they have succumbed to their fall
 as shepherds misrepresent You†
 they have fallen to the glitz‒
 of a shepherd's stage
 ‒to those leading them
 from Your† truth
  
 Lord†, I don't know how to pray
 for them
 I meet resistance
 I meet anger and hate
 I meet the words
 of those of the world
 ‒who set my emotions
 in a dizzying swirl
  
 Lord†, condemn me at every turn
 I can't force myself‒
 to speak against them
 ‒their hearts are just weak
 their strength has left them
 ‒they hold no guns in their hands
 Lord†, their malice...are just results‒
 from their own pillage
 so, I give them to You†
 they deserve Your† love
the most
 ‒for their suffering here on earth
 is deep
 they aren't the worse on earth
 they're just lost‒
 in their sea of grief
 ‒hand them over to Your† Son†
 let Him† give them a shake
 ‒a chance for redemption
 before Your† wrath
 comes to shake all the earth
  
 Lord†, be with all those suffering
 in disease
 their cross is their burden
 ‒man has egged on their pain
 at no fault of their own
 so ease their pain
 put acceptance in their hearts
 help them see the kingdom‒
 which is more glorious
than all the earth
  
 Lord†, my almighty Father†
 bring Your† wrath
 upon the true enemy‒
 the greedy corporations
 ‒the very hand the enemy plays
 we, Your† people are innocent‒
 of the blood they shed
 we, Your† people honor You†
 ‒unlike them
 who deceive and manipulate
 ‒all for money
 that does not last
  
 Lord†, be with the true
 silver and gold
 that which You† created‒
 to think of You†
 to feel Your† love
 ‒in all these words I write
 I pray for all Your† people‒
 who stand tall in strife
 who run towards, not away‒
 terrors of the night
 who aid the hunger, the weak
 the suffering
 who put others before themselves
 who follow the truth of love
 ‒that of Jesus the Christ†
  
 Lord†, humble us all
 protect us in the sight‒
 of Your† wrath
 protect us after it passes
 against the false
 against the hate
 ‒all evil to come
 help us see the true nature
 of the heavenly kingdom
 ‒the throne that You† sit upon
  
 all of this, my Lord†
 prayers for the people
 as a new decade
 falls upon us
 without seeing the truth
 of Your† mighty hand
  
 in love and devotion
 to Your† Son, Jesus the Christ†
 in true gratefulness
 in Your† glory
 ‒this, Your† faithful servant
 pleads to You†
 for Your† people
 forever and ever. Amen.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 23rd when God sent the first dragon, the All-Seeing eye, the cross in the sky, the daisy again, the faces and images of the spiritual world and the Dove, the sign of Jesus!

(December 31, 2019)—‘You aren’t to pillage and force My covenant! Each person has to find Me and My Son on their own. PLANT SEEDS. Be graceful. What is this attack on the Jew? Who gave you the right to take matters in your own hands? You are but a tiny spec in My eye. This is the Lord, Almighty, the One and only God. I put you on trial, you simple servant. Who gives you power to take matters in your hands? Did I pass on My glory to you? You are but a bug in My eye with your self-directed wrath. Look at your skin…does that tell you that you are My people? NO! It tells you you have skin. I will unleash My power on you, you small little bug. You are not listening to My Son. He will judge you accordingly. The scales are out. Hearts are to be weighed according to each’s pillage of another human being. Peace. How is you striking another human being peace? Who told you to do so? Who told you it’s My order to pierce another human being? Who told you you can condemn another human being? Peace. Love those near you. Listen to My scribe. You are not honoring My name. Come to My throne. My kingdom is mighty. Erase your sorrow. The vine is drying up and needs water. The hungry are starving, they need the good, best meats. I see the leopards deceiving My people. I see all. This is your One and only God. My Son speaks. Listen to Him. He is the only judge. He is the only judge. Do away with your condemnation. Strike yourself in the chest…all nations….strike yourself in the chest! Listen to words I have sent. My love outweighs My anger. My wrath will strike. Only My wrath! Your self-induced power will not save you. Listen or bid farewell.’ The Lord has spoken.

I saw a video with these young black boys attacking a Jew and the caption stated that this has been happening all over New York. This has been bothering me. There, clearly, on the video were these black boys doing exactly what was done to young black boys in the early part of the 19th century by another ethic group. This really bothered me.

I was led to Psalm 74 this morning. A spiritual training. God wants me to write this way. I have a hard time. But then ‘A Bid for the People’ came through with no problem. It’s not the writing I have a hard time with. It’s praying for the people. So, I was instructed to type in the Psalm first, the bolded lines are what I’m to discuss with you. Then I typed in the piece. I was about to start this writing when the above, what starts this commentary, came through. Yes, that is the word of God. That is His words and I can’t top them, so I’ll let that be the commentary.

Psalm 74 from the Old Testament, ‘Psalms of a People in Exile’

Prayer for God to Use Limitless Power to Restore the People—[A Maskil of Asaph] Why have You rejected us forever, O God? Why does Your anger smolder against the sheep of Your pasture? Remember the people You purchased of old, the tribe of Your inheritance, whom You redeemed―Mount Zion, where You dwelt. Turn Your steps toward these everlasting ruins, all this destruction the enemy has brought on the sanctuary. Your foes roared in the place where You met with us; they set up their standards as signs. They behaved like men wielding axes to cut through a thicket of trees. They smashed all the carved paneling with their axes and hatches. They burned Your sanctuary to the ground; they defiled the dwelling place of Your Name. They said in their hearts, ‘We will crush them completely!’ They burned every place where God was worshiped in the land. We are given no miraculous signs; no prophets are left, and none of us knows how long this will be. How long will the enemy mock You, O God? Will the foe revile Your name forever? Why do You hold back Your hand, Your right hand? Take if from the folds of Your garment and destroy them!

But You, O God, are my King from of old; You bring salvation upon the earth. It was You who split open the sea by Your power; You broke the heads of the monster in the waters. It was You who crushed the heads of Leviathan and gave him as food to the creatures of the desert. It was You who opened up springs and streams; You dried up the ever flowing rivers. The day is Yours, and Yours also the night; You established the sun and moon. It was You who set all the boundaries of the earth; You made both summer and winter. Remember how the enemy has mocked You, O Lord, how foolish people have reviled Your name. Do not hand over the life of Your dove to wild beasts; do not forget the lives of Your afflicted people forever. Have regard for Your covenant, because haunts of violence fill the dark places of the land. Do not let the oppressed retreat in disgrace; may the poor and needy praise Your name. Rise up, O God, and defend Your cause; remember how fools mock You all day long. Do not ignore the clamor of Your adversaries, the uproar of Your enemies, which rises continually.—Psalm 74

Notes: My explanations will be brief. Hearing the Lord has startled me a bit.

They burned Your sanctuary to the ground; they defiled the dwelling place of Your Name…After Jesus, this sanctuary became the heart. Before this, the sanctuaries build were symbols of what was to come. His sanctuary now is being pillaged and disrespected beyond reason.

How long will the enemy mock You, O God?…remember how fools mock You all day long….The statement used twice. Still today, they mock Him. I see it on social media. Now, another holy war is about to begin. No peace. They are all just fools.

Will the foe revile Your name forever?…people have reviled Your name….Twice. They still do. But twice as before, because they revile Jesus the Christ as well!

Revile: criticize in an abusive or angrily insulting manner.

Why do You hold back Your hand, Your right hand?…Jesus! This was said way before Jesus came. They had been waiting for Him for a very long time. He came and what happened?! Of course, He said that He came to divide not to bring peace. Still you don’t get that…look around…you are divided in more ways than half!

You who split open the sea by Your power; You broke the heads of the monster in the waters. It was You who crushed the heads of Leviathan and gave him as food to the creatures of the desert….For the THIRD day in a row, the Leviathan…the crocodile! Look at the photographs on October 23rd and December 10th. The first one there is no doubt that that’s the dragon. The second one…is it the Leviathan? Or are both the Leviathan? Is the Dragon and the Leviathan the same? After all, He did send the Avenging Angel as well! He wants you to decide. You should read His words in ‘Careful Watch’. The description of the Leviathan in Job will help you decide.

all the boundaries of the earth…Again, the world, the nations. Not just one particular people or place. All…YOU!

Do not hand over the life of Your dove to wild beasts;…That’s Jesus again. The wild beasts are those who killed Him. This also has meaning in my personal life…a message about the promise in which I will disclose, even if it takes years, to you.

Have regard for Your covenant, because haunts of violence fill the dark places of the land….He’s talking to YOU…His new covenant is with Jesus, not with YOU. You have to now go through Jesus in order for the Lord to make moves for you. Hence, the haunts of violence fill the dark places of the land!

Do not let the oppressed retreat in disgrace…Again, this is the THIRD day, this particular message has been sent. When His wrath comes, don’t run away. This is part of the visions. He has shown and had me write in detail about what He knows will happen. His test: For all of us to change what He knows will happen. He sent the Visions to tell us He knows. It’s up to us to change. Hence, instead of getting into our cars and driving in the opposite direction when His wrath comes, we are to drive towards the strife…where all the bodies are, the hurting, the injured, the pillage. He wants the nations to come together and help each other! This is the large-scale version. The small-scale version is that we are to help each other in times of strife…the VINE!

This is all I have today. His words through David in ‘A Bid for the People’ had me overwhelmed, then His direct voice in the above message, has me weak and tired. I send my sincere Happy New Years to you. I hope that you move closer to Jesus and God and understand that your strife is for a reason. Read the words He has sent, and it is a LOT. There will be more words, more messages. We all need to be prepared each day for when His wrath comes. It’s coming. There’s no doubt. I pray that you focus on your own heart…invite Jesus in and know the difference between your test through the prince of the earth and God’s and Jesus’ answers. There’s a big difference. Humble. Let them work on you.

‘The Sending of Lies’

‘…The new wine dries up and the vine withers; all the merrymakers groan. The gaiety of the tambourines is stilled, the noise of the revelers has stopped, the joyful harp is silent….’―Isaiah 24:1-23

 The Sending of Lies
  
 God's† mercy is upon thee–
 when asked
 for a place to be
 with a good-weighing heart
 –absent of deception and deceit
  
 pray that you see
 all the angels sent
 see to it...their time
 is well spent
  
 God† works–
 in ways mysteriously
 in the smallest set
 of flowers seen
 to the destruction
 of your security
 He'll† raise you up
 to free
 or bring you down
 to your knees
  
 the heart...a scaled commodity
 God† praises its divinity
 but first–
 He's† going to hand you over
 to the enemy
 –this...is life's certainty
  
 there are a few things
 He† needs to see
 it's the process of He†
 –seeing....
 'are you worth the light
 of eternity'
  
 so He† takes away
 the moon, the sun, the stars
 darkness becomes–
 your reality
 –destruction changes
 your me
 in mind and heart–
 you struggle in fighting
 –depending on His† variety
 which cross is your certainty
  
 there...down there....
 comes in the enemy
 setting your heart to stone
 confusing your mind–
 everything seems wrong
 –fighting your every bit
 of strong
  
 it'll offer you some peace
 it'll tell you to ease
 –you...it's sent to burn
 push you to the limits
 –see what decisions
 you'll enlighten
 in firm
  
 for years and years–
 it'll stick around
 tearing you down
 piece by piece
 it'll bring in–
 hurt, anger...even disease
 leaving behind
 the final key
 in destroying you
 with ease
  
 shame
  
 its ultimate end game
 –what's left behind
 the struggle
 of crossing the line
  
 God† is watching: patiently
 –the ask from a good heart
 sets the good vine apart
  
 'what will you do'
  
 as one by one–
 His† angels appear
 a ragged-out homeless chum
 a raging woman
 pushing you to dumb
  
 the looking glass–
 staring back at you
 the enemy enjoys its play
 it'll pull you further in
 welcoming you–
 in its den
 it'll send false friends
 put you into win
 –it'll build your pride and ego
  
 'those angels have to go
 this isn't...that kind of show'
  
 oh! no, no, no!
  
 your heart still confused
 –back around you go
 the same show–
 again and again
 as you keep on seeing
 every angel sent to you
 –forcing the enemy
 to drool
  
 'run..they're the fiends
 hide within
 shh...I'll bring you to win
 –all the world's possessions
 I'll bring on in'
  
 God† continues on watching
 tapping His† toes
 waiting
 sometimes...shaking His† head
  
 'oh my! back around again!'
  
 He† hears you beg and plead
 He† sees your heart bleed
  
 'oh that vine...so diseased'
  
 but...He† waits patiently
 for your heart–
 to finally heed
 –knowing the worse
 could very well
 lead you to the hearse
  
 the ultimate end game
 shame
 the hardest part to heal
 God† very well–
 knows the deal
 –shame carries
 the strongest seal
 –it's the humble
 that awaits
 after the stumble–
 the over and over rumble
 –for shame:
 destroys, steals, and kills
  
 it is the ultimate real
 that which breaks
 a man's strongest will

Note: The photograph that accompanies this piece was taken on October 23rd when God sent the first dragon and the All-Seeing Eye.

(December 30, 2019)—Shame: Again the poem came first this morning. This is really odd for me, especially since the Scripture usually inspires the poem. Instead the poem is coming, then I’m led to the Scripture that backs it!

Shame. This is the latest topic that has been a chief instrument in the writings. You can’t heal unless you deal with shame. That emotion that has you in chains, that which binds you. You can’t testify that you are not ashamed if your actions and words say it all. And I’m talking to the ones who need to hear this. Oh, it won’t be right now. No. The time is coming when you will NEED to hear this and just anyone won’t do. God will send you here…His words will be waiting.

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‘Laying It Down’ and ‘Tell Me, My Lord†’

‘…I am the gate; whoever enters through Me will be saved….The thief comes only in to steal and kill and destroy…’He is demon-possessed and raving mad. Why listen to Him?” (John 10:7-21)

 Laying It Down
  
 these hands are up
 accepting this love
 come, gather round–
 this joined-together vine
 is all but enough
  
 take this chalice
 drink from the cup
 –you brave little cub
 this journey...not a strut
 it's a slow walking 
 in rub
  
 go on, take it...drink up
 but be warned little bug
 in will come...the judge
  
 then they'll be the tug
 some will come to bluff
 –making the drink
 a little tough
 there'll be a bit
of obstruct
 –some bumps and stuff
 maybe a little more
 in rough
  
 you may have to shed
some blood
 a time or two–
 you'll be covered in mud
 even some crud– 
 when you try to be a stud
 –it's just a kick
in the butt
 for being somewhat smug
  
 don't worry...it's just Jesus† love
 when things get too dicey–
 He'll† unplug
 give you a bit of a shrug
 but not all-together...pluck
 He'll† just help
 through the hiccups
  
 He's† patient...seeing
if you'll give up
 watching you
 with brotherly love
 pushing you
 to come out of thug
 –understand the tug
  
 go on, take it...drink up
 –it's unconditional
 and full of love
  
 but there isn't any luck
 and at times
 you'll get stuck
 in will come...floods
 jitterbugs and fluff
 you'll have to be
 strong enough
 decide differences–
 that moonstruck stuff
 and the real of love
  
 no, it won't be easy–
 so much will turn to muck
 you may see handcuffs
 even be awe-struck
 by the wrong products
 –just keep your head up
 things will ease up
 along the way
 somewhat
  
 it's your choice to drink up
 the hard love
 gets you through
 the rough stuff– 
 when Jesus† wants
 you healed enough

 –once you get over the fluff
 you'll see the true love
 that didn't give up
on you...in a puff
 ‒that's the truth
 of Jesus'† love
  

Note: The photograph taken November 9th is one of many. It is God’s energy. The orbs…changed into His footprint. You don’t have to believe me. It IS all the same. Maybe you should start paying attention instead of hanging on to hate and anger. God is sending you all of this because He loves you, not because He’s trying to trick you.

(December 29, 2019)—The ways of Jesus are simply amazing. He speaks to me when I’m troubled. I woke up around 2:30 a.m. after again laying down and saying, pretty much the hell with it all. I wrote about this man texting me. Horrible. I write about me being alone and how my family pretty much oused me out for their own sins. I write about how people don’t read these writings or even consider them to be true. I’m working on faith, except for the small signs I’m sent…like the text I received day before yesterday.

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