‘On the Ground’

He told me you would be in trouble…and you are! I cry for you. I pray for you. Please see HIM!

 On the Ground
 
My Lord†, Your† hand is upon us
now we must drink
from the joint cup
You've† watched
from way up high
You've† bowed Your† head
‒made us cry
 
in the middle east‒
how their sins gather
built up
on a once honest land
death is their highest score
following their fathers
false worship
human sacrifice
judgment
all at the cost
of Your† temple
 

all around...asia
in all its seeking glory
has failed
as all its history
‒not recognizing the truth
in the mystery

 
in europe's vastness
bleeding riches
where it spread
not even counting the dead
all those bodies
that bled
you were always
being watched
false hopes
false religions
so sad to see
what will lay
at the bottom
of the sea
 
oh, gentle islands
so many temporary hills
so the birds
having stopping homes
on their journeys flown
doing works of God†
you never knew fully
that knot
all of them placed
perfectly

 
oh! how you upset Him†
hiding secrets within
your sins cover the beauty
God's† massive canvas
if only you'd seen
that which He† painted
all its righteousness
all of its glorious beauty
they go up, they go down
the birds' new stomping ground
soon to be found
 
then the americas
in the south rages of violence
over and over
human lives they sacrifice
never valuing the temple
or the Lord's† sanctuary
praising My† mother
as if God† will overlook
all your sins
fools! hypocrites!
My† mother is ashamed
her head bowed low
that you would turn her
into such a circus clown!
damn, you!
My† Father's† wrath
will wrap around you
from all sides
 
your people are running!
no country's people
should want to run
the south has lost hold
when the time
for such things come
there will be no need
for you anymore
 
the north lives quietly
but unsassure of Me†
there's a time set
you need to choose
then the time
will be done
 
the middle‒
oh! how bold you are
using My† Father's† name
you comprise a taste
of all nations
other nations criticize you
but they criticize themselves
for You are them!

 
God's† massive hand
is on you!
you have infuriated Him†
oh sweet, sweet america
you have a spokesman
among you
as other great nations
this spokesman trembles
for to trust in you
is laughable
she seems to think
you kill anyone
speaking truth!
 
will you kill me again?
 
I have you on your knees
or do you really believe
man is in charge
 
you are not listening
your idols won't help you
the prophesy
has been written
My† prophet is scared
she trembles
for God† is coming
she cries
for God† has shown to her
what is coming
 
this is not the end
this is the beginning
of a new earth
bow your heads
for the Son† of God†
has spoken

Note: The photograph was taken November 11th. You should read the writing on that day. The Avenging Angel! I included a few of the photos from that day below.

(March 25)―Oh, Boy. I had two dreams involving my mother, my friend Paula and her husband, and the sweet man. Both of them were full of messages, good ones. I woke up smiling because I saw my mother and Paula. Then ‘open the book’…and Psalm 44! I’m still trembling because 44 has been David’s constant number! Telling me I’m not alone in this and that the spiritual world of heaven is on my side. Every single time I’m in doubt…44! This is NOT ordinary! Then THIS psalm’s title in my Bible! WHAT!!!! Are you awake yet?

Then ‘write’ came… It took a while then a title came, then I was told to begin myself. That means I don’t hear anyone. I was expected to start praying for my people (that is ALL people)! I started writing, after the first group of lines, I wasn’t writing by myself anymore. I knew someone was talking, but I couldn’t figure it out until He said ‘My’! These are words of Jesus! No matter how much I’m in awe…even wishing, at times, I had some kind of priestly background to explain this, it really doesn’t matter! I’ve been writing this way for over 7 years! I published them books because I was told to. And everyone in my family just about hates me! He told me you would be in trouble…and you are! I cry for you. I pray for you. Please see HIM!

(Note: I write this way, in poetic form because this is how I hear it. Then when I edit it, I’m told to fix things that are not clear so the message is clear. You are getting exactly what they, Jesus and/or God wants you to hear. These words are exactly what I heard!)

Confession of National Sin and Prayer for Restoration—(For the director of music. Of the Sons of Korah. A maskil.) We have heard with our ears, O God; our fathers have told us what You did in their days, in days long ago. With Your hand You drove out the nations and planted our fathers; You crushed the peoples and made our fathers flourish. It was not by their sword that they won the land, nor did their arm bring them victory; it was Your right hand, Your arm and the light of Your face, for You loved them. You are my King and my God, who decrees victories for Jacob. Through You we push back our enemies; through Your name we trample our foes. I do not trust in my bow, my sword does not bring me victory; but You give us victory over our enemies, You put our adversaries to shame. In God we make our boast all day long, and we will praise Your name forever. But now You have rejected and humbled us; You no longer go out with our armies. You made us retreat before the enemy, and our adversaries have plundered us. You gave us up to be devoured like sheep and have scattered us among the nations. You sold your people for a pittance, gaining nothing from their sale.

You have made us a reproach to our neighbors, the scorn and derision of those around us. You have made us a byword among the nations; the peoples shake their heads at us. My disgrace is before me all day long, and my face is covered with shame at the taunts of those who reproach and revile me, because of the enemy, who is bent on revenge. All this happened to us, though we had not forgotten You or been false to Your covenant. Our hearts had not turned back; our feet had not strayed from Your path. But You crushed us and made us a haunt for jackals and covered us over with deep darkness. If we had forgotten the name of our God or spread out our hands to a foreign god, would not God have discovered it, since He knows the secrets of our hearts? Yet for Your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered. Awake, O Lord! Why do you sleep? Rouse Yourself! Do not reject us forever. Why do You hide Your face and forget our misery and oppression? We are brought down to the dust; our bodies cling to the ground. Rise up and help us; redeem us because of Your unfailing love.—Psalm 44

Some of the photographs from November 11th. You can see the rest by going to November 11…the Avenging Angel. This was the first frame I saw the Orb in the sky. The whole walk was unusual, so I knew there was going to be something big.

This was the first frame I noticed the arrow…then it was the orb and the arrow!

The date and time on the following frame is: 11.11.2019.15.00.33 or 11.11.2019.3.00.33! God is telling you to LOOK!

Then after a while, this emerges!

You can go to November 11…the Avenging Angel and see the rest of the frames. The times on the frames are very important to God, so I’d pay attention to them…

Author: k. e. leger

I'm a writer.

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