‘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…

‘Trickle, Trickle’

I have read so much confusion, again something God has revealed to you through me, that it is ridiculous. But God tells me not to worry. It isn’t my issue. No it is not. If you don’t truly know God or want to hear what He has to say today, then you are missing what is going to come later.

 Trickle, Trickle
 
trickle, trickle
get a tickle
no need‒
get another's principle
let's be a wrinkle
maybe a freckle
 
trickle, trickle
out of the cradle
to the hospital
for a breathing bottle
 
trickle, trickle
two more with a tickle
soon hourly stays‒
build to more
than the middle
 
trickle, trickle
leaving behind principle
becomes regrettable
in parking lots‒
tents become normal
 
trickle, trickle
months added by decimal
more in wrinkle
‒black bags numerable
 
trickle, trickle
running around little freckles
four months in the cradle
maybe it's time‒
turn to the bible
‒no one's at the funeral

(March 20)―These sets of numbers were put before me today: WWI 1914-1918: 16 to 40 million causalities; Flue Pandemic 1918-1919 50 to 100 million causalities; WWII 1939-1945 70-85 million causalities (3% of the 1940 world population!).

Interesting isn’t it? 100 years and we face another pandemic. The 1918 pandemic was basically caused by soldiers coming home from the war and spreading it. Look at those numbers! Then there are other wars: Vietnam, Korea, then local wars where the numbers were extremely high and I’m sure all medical personal did the numbers and wrote tons of papers on the numbers.

The 100-year itch! Where death and carelessness and greed bites everyone in the butt! Theirs is no denying any of it. I watched the U.S. President’s speech today. Where was God in all of that? Is all of this an institutional study for academia and the medical and political fields? I really don’t think so. I think they are just as worried as everyone else. This isn’t the first time of a pandemic, but it is the first time the world…all nations…come together.

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‘Words’ Song’

He, that would be Jesus, spoke again to me in a way I have heard before and didn’t really know it was Him. How is this possible!

 Words' Song
 
'you who see
come close to Me†'

 
words I hear
letting me know
He's† near
as I wonder
why so few consider
‒reasons
behind the thunder
 
I sit, I lay
I stare
in open air
 
'why can't they hear, too
why can't they see
the things I do'

 
'they are to learn from you
for I† instructed you'

 
simple sentences I hear
to questions I ask
how is this possible
this seems so simple
 
'you are the temple
that's what's so simple'

 
then it should be easy
‒a burden relieved
just giving into believe
without having….
anything to retrieve
 
'it's the way of God†
it is His† burden'

 
so in goes the process
who am I…to resist
it's not a contest
nor a place‒
for me to protest
 
'he will see
that burden's on Me†'

 
so I lift my face
let the sun graze
‒all insecurities…erase
set my walk
to Jesus'† gentle pace
as His† magic
begins its trace
 
leaving
all matters
in consider
to the glories of wonder
as I hear the thunder
‒to my questions
the answers
because to believing
I didn't even have to wonder
‒for I already knew
the answer

Note: The photograph that is included with this work was taken in October 2019 inside of my apartment. I am actually in the photograph. There are many photographs that I have not yet included on this site. When David tells me to take pictures, I take them. I have a lot of my ugly mug! But it takes a lot to capture what I’m supposed to capture. During this particular session, there were a number of shots of the hand of God on me. I will get them up one day. But I fear the more I put up, the more a lot of people will classify me as a witch instead of the truth. Some…and probably a lot more than some…have very small minds and can’t conceive the truth of God! Those I pray earnestly for.

(March 1)—He, that would be Jesus, spoke again to me in a way I have heard before and didn’t really know it was Him. How is this possible!

He brought me to this Scripture this morning. The very first page I opened up after asking, ‘What to write about today?’ And the only Scripture on the two pages that I haven’t written about. The other passages are included in ‘Healed through Grace’ Book 12.

Thanks Given for RevelationAt that time Jesus, full of joy through the Holy Spirit, said, ‘I praise you, Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because You have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children. Yes, Father, for this was your good pleasure. All things have been committed to Me by My Father. No one knows who the Son is except the Father, and no one knows who the Father is except the Son and those to whom the Son chooses to reveal Him.’ Then He turned to His disciples and said privately, ‘Blessed are the eyes that see what you see. For I tell you that many prophets and kings wanted to see what you see but did not see it, and to hear what you hear but did not hear it.’—Matthew 11:25-27; Luke 10:21-24

I’m going to tell you this although you may not understand, you may not even be opened enough to consider. What this passage says and what is discussed in the work, ‘Words’ Song’, is what I actually discussed with God last night and the night before: How can I make them see how wonderful You are? I am perplexed on how to truly get across what I’m experiencing. It seems that it is so much easier for people to think of mental illness or witchery than the actually truth: That I’m actually speaking to Jesus and God and David! For people to WANT to bypass the way to do this themselves, they’d rather believe in Satan and society…i.e. the world! This perplexes me the most! Why? Really, why would you do that?

‘Love Exist!’

Jesus replied, ‘The hour has come for the Son of Man to be glorified. I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds….’—John 12:20-26

 Love Exist!
 
they say it's for the righteous
that I† came
but there was no one righteous
they say it's for the sinner
that I† came
‒those kneeling down
begging for mercy
but what about those standing
didn't I† come for them, too
‒can't they hear, too
 

it is for them
that I† came, too
for them to have honor
and forgiveness
for them to be given light
but they don't hear
they are blinded
for their hearts are dark
 

veiling them from understanding
reveals the truth on their hearts
if they are bad fruit
they will not see truth
because their hearts are dark
they will perish
the same way
they have lived–
confused...not certain
 
it was never meant to be clear
confusion sets the pace
if you can see through it
‒remember the sea
how it parted
trust kept the waters parted
confusion then enclosed
the water...it returned
 
hear My† words
I† am here
you have to see through
the confusion
you can return to Me†
if you wanted to
I† will not force you
through the waters‒
trust
 
it is I†
go in peace

 
....the Lord, Jesus the Christ
 

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken October 23, The Dragon and the All-Seeing Eye. A dove…a sign of Jesus.

(February 27)―‘The Adjunct’ and ‘He† Breathes’ and ‘I Am Truth’s Voice’ now ‘Love Exist!’. And this is Jesus. Our heavenly Father is every where and He is in control. To hear our Brother…He’s like this precious flower and He’s very difficult to write for because I don’t want to mess what He says up. I feared writing directly for God! It was one thing writing indirectly, but directly is a whole different story.

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‘Rippled Sadness’

‘Who has helped you utter these words? And whose spirit spoke from your mouth?’—Job 26:1-4

Rippled Sadness
 
thinking back
things that were done
words said
people lost in their head
–those welcomed
in that I-thee-wed
the same–
who caused the hole
in this back
–all that blood
it bled
 
all their lies
all the answers–
that answered the whys
be careful–
oh, so careful
the truth
aids in your die
–no longer wishing
to look in eyes
that once
you gave all your time
 
it's not those words said
in your mind–
making them dead
it's their actions–
what they did
–with an ax
hit you over the head
the same–
what their actions fed
 
it all makes you shy
way deep inside
to forgive them–
not even a try
it's a do
something you must abide
 
but to set time aside
for their cry
would be matters for God†
mercy given–
by His† sigh

Note: The photograph that accompany’s this work was taken September 27…Love from Heaven, where God and Jesus and David send a lot of love to me as I was battling this transition of opening up fully to being God’s messenger. The symbols are amazing and I haven’t yet had anyone who can duplicate these and/or disprove that they are indeed from God. They remain as always a mystery! For God is a mystery and anything from Him, the human brain has a hard time understanding. Here’s a note to your human brain: These are from God!

(February 25)—I have been dwelling on my life lately, just a little bit. This morning I woke up early and laid there in bed with this odd emotion and thinking of my family. Specifically my sisters. It’s been three months since I discovered their sin and I’m still in awe of it. I laid there thinking of that. When I finally picked up my phone because I couldn’t go back to sleep, it was 5:33 a.m. I knew God had something for me to say.

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‘The Puzzle’s End’

When God wants you, He will shake your world up! And He will keep shaking you until you get the memo, ‘Hey dude, I’m calling you, answer the phone!’ It steadily rings until you DO pick it up!

  The Puzzle's End
 
so young
so in between
–living and running
fast-paced scenes
 
knowing this
knowing that
putting it all together
in fact
not knowing
it's all a trap
–in will come
the collapse
in physical or in mind–
the hands will clap
they'll stand a little
for that
–then you'll see
only their backs
obvious or not
it'll happen...count of that
 
you'll question
all in your habitat–
where you once felt
the autocrat
–sometimes the bureaucrat
–even the true diplomat
whatever format
–your knowledge–
the smart-ass cat
was all that
 
then you fell to rat
on the ground...splat
or against a wall...splash
 
all you knew crashed
leaving you lost
in a unquestionable gasp
 
it's when you see the vast
–after that sudden ask
–like it was a forced task
but it happened so fast
yet so slow in contrast
 
it's when you recognize
this upper-class act
this thing beyond
just a simple glass
it seems‒
a I-don't-want-to-let-go mask
but it's not at all...a mask
it's an all-around broadcast
–you know, but you don't
you think you're in trespass
but you're not an outcast
so how can it be that
‒it's a different hourglass
catching you in pizzazz
 
it's when you understand
the acrobat
simply doesn't swing
but glides with hands clasped
around their back
 
it's knowing your mind
was kidnapped
but now it's back
–you no longer live
in a man-driven syntax
no need for a polygraph
 
you now hear the phonograph
although...it's not a phonograph
you just know the path
like knowing truth about this
and that
like spacecrafts, even witchcraft
it's now above all that
 
it's knowing–
you can know that
then not know that
it's knowing–
you can see that
or not see that
it's knowing–
you can hear that
or not hear that
 
it's just depends on
where you're at
–your journey's path
 
it's understanding–
not being mad
accepting–
knowing who can change
all that
‒with a wind's simple laugh
 
that's when you've crossed
the graph
from ignorance in testing
to knowledge in wisdom
 
there's a path
–you will enact
you will react–
adhere to the telegraph:
 
stay on the raft
however hard the path
it won't last
if you fall off–
get back on the raft
it will pass
deal with the riffraff
–the wiretap
question...ask
it will all pass
don't get off the raft
whatever sass–
stay on the raft!

(February 24)—This was written on January 3 of this year, my 51st Birthday! I spent it alone. In fact, against my will, but I understand it now, I’m working on spending an entire year by myself! Something I’ve been wanting to do for a very long time. No more codependency! God is awesome! No more need for a man in my life. I don’t even need my family. Just me. And this awesome experience with the spiritual world. And birds! Twice a day, they come to the trees outside my apartment and hold meetings! They commence all at once and then they adjourn ALL at once! It’s really interesting and beautiful!

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‘My Feeble Heart’

Don’t you know that God IS ALL?

 My Feeble Heart
 
they pillaged me
it won't let me be
I've tried to make them see
‒asked God† for mercy
show Him† sincerity
not I...He†!
 
it's too late for me
they've already broke me
I was their test‒
they failed
in their secrecy
‒now to grant free
only He†
 
when they contact me
I'm angry
for they just don't see
‒their darkness covers me
it is so hard to breathe
 
take them, my Lord†
take them from me
they sacrificed me
willingly
for their wrong‒
they do not see
for their sins‒
they have buried me
 
forgive me, my Lord†
I'm hardened to them
they betrayed my trust
they surrendered me
to satan's torch
 
‒in return‒
You† have rescued me
 
I pity them
for they've lost to sin
they failed Your† test
‒put my heart at rest
they are no longer
a contest
for You†‒
I give all my best
–without even
the slightest stress

Note: The pictures that accompanies this work was taken on November 9, 2019, Certainty of Visions. That day I took over 1,000 frames and David pointed out God’s art. The faces are always there, but they were pointed out to me on October 7, Faces. God’s always watching. He IS the watchtower!

(February 18 and 24)—I was typing in work for this year and I had no idea that I’d end up writing about ‘My Feeble Heart’. God does have His plans. This is one of my heart songs. It’s the deep that God pulls out of me and He used Isaiah to do it. His message is strong today.

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‘Mocker’s Beat’

From the simplest of person to the biggest of corporations or non-profit corporations, lies are a dime a dozen. Job’s story is a symbol of how God works. He does not change.

 Mocker's Beat
 
the counsel of hypocrites
will never be it
they will smother
the best of it
 
to no wrongs‒
do they admit
they'll speak of Jesus†
say God† is guiding it
while bedding that and this
while lying...
taking no credit
‒for the wrong of it
 
they'll say all is good‒
enjoy it
they'll say God† saved it
when they were...actually‒
the poison of it
 
they'll say all that material bliss
God† gave it
they'll demand it!
‒they'll say you're a witch
a down-right bitch‒
when you don't give in
to their shit
 
it all adds up‒
to the job of it
those not truly in it
don't know the half of it
 
they're blinded‒
to the God† of it
‒for He† does the blinding
they're deaf‒
to the God† of it
‒for He† blocks out
their hearing
 
why does He† do it
‒they aren't His† kids
He† washes
His† hands of it
He's† not present‒
in the death of it
‒not even the Spirit†
sees any of it
 
He's† all about His† kids
those who know‒
the truth of it
they suffered for it
‒by the hands
of the mockers of it
 
He's† not in the materialistic
that's satan's dish
‒have fun with it
it's the prelude
to the pit

(February 10, 2020)—A few things have been bothering me lately. The healing of a narcissist is one of them, and the terror in which a narcissist puts on their victims. Their cunningness. Their manipulative ways. Their stealing, lying, cheating. All of it has me really thinking how can they be healed when they refuse to even admit they are not healed, and because of this line of thought, God shows me a lot in the Bible that relate to this. This morning it was through Job. I love Job! I wrote the process of God through the experience as it happened and in steps, that’s the books. Job wrote about it as an all-at-once experience and sometimes this does happen, but a lot of time it’s a losing of things over a period of time.

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‘Your Death’

Yes, Abraham and all the prophets and all the patriarchs’ bodies gave out…quit! But they didn’t die! Neither did Jesus. This you need to understand…this you fully don’t!

Your Death
 
in the depths of sin
‒your sin‒
when God† leaves you
‒you enter your test‒
you die
 
that is your true death
it is on you
‒not the rest‒
to resurrect‒
rise from your own death
 
it is your own conflict
‒no matter the test‒
to see God's† process
to love Him†
at your worse
as you love Him†
at your best
 
it's from your heart
when it is purest
after satan has issued–
time in its punish
that you seek‒
in childish
God's† mercy
–this...when He†
hears your anguish
 
it is in this rise
that God† reappears
in your life
piece by piece‒
a humbled light
begins its revive
bringing...all around you
back to life
 
a tested heart‒
proves wrong or right
sometimes needing‒
twice, even thrice
to fully see truth's light
‒keeping you in blind's death
or bringing you‒
to eyes opened wide
‒that of the true light

Note: The photograph that accompany’s this piece was taken on October 15, 2019, The Phoenix, when God put the phoenix on top of the water. The phoenix is the sign of new birth. He sent other amazing, truly amazing things this day. The symbols were extraordinary as was the cross on the water and the images. Here the Cross with God’s energy, the green orb, AND the purple to the right of the cross…Jesus’ energy! Nothing, to me, could be more rewarding! The cross is more defined in other frames taken that day. Pay attention to the times…that is really amazing!

(February 3, 2020)―‘Your Death’…this is really important to God that you understand this. I wrote this small post on my Facebook page about judgment because of all the posts I read concerning the half-time show during the Super Bowl game. Then I was lead to the following Scripture:

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‘Enclosed We Go!’

This isn’t a joke. I didn’t elect to spend all my free time writing all of this just for the sake of doing it to piss you off. God told me to write all of this. Did you hear that? He TOLD me!

 Enclosed We Go!
 
His† wrath is coming‒
‒a sending of bull dogs
with their spike-filled teeth
growling at the innocent
‒playfulness...they seek
in indecent
inviting willing men
hand in hand‒
their spears
their only needed weapon
‒confusing minds
controlling every line
 
His† wrath is coming‒
His† words will disappear
He'll† hide Himself† totally
–from every hemisphere
 
you'll search
but you won't find
unless you're one‒
in the divine
 
then you will see
parts of Him†
here and there
leaving you hungry
and thirsty‒
begging around every turn
'where is He†?
I need to know!'

 
His† words‒
will become your lust
His† words‒
will become your greed
His† words‒
will become your lies
His† words‒
will become your darkness
 
‒all the things you so love
better than He†
all that evil‒
you will trade it all
–just for one look!
just for one tiny glimpse!
 
how precious‒
He† will become!
 
after, He† closes
Himself† out
‒leaves earth in destruction
after He† hides
He† will become‒
ALL that you seek!
 

Note: The photograph that accompany’s this piece was taken on November 9, 2019, when God sent the Avenging Angel. He uses the light on my camera to show the coming night, night, and the coming dawn. He does this numerous times in the photographs on God’s Mercy. As His Seer, I’m instructed on what the changes in light mean in the photographs. God does not lie…and it IS God whom I’m speaking to!

(January 23, 2020)―I was led to Amos for the second time this week. There was something that the Lord wanted me see and I did finally. I had to include the entire Scripture concerning what Amos saw and heard so you’ll see how God reveals things through His prophets. But before…I have to release a little whoop-ass per say.

‘Wrecked Moments’ has brought out the judgment again. I can’t challenge this judgment or debate it. God and Jesus have already told me that you can’t debate truth. The truth IS and that is final! So, I won’t debate, but I will forewarn you, God always…ALWAYSSEES everything that you do. There are two types of responses: Your thoughts and your acting upon those thoughts. Meaning you respond to your thoughts, thoughts that you are not really sure of, thoughts you think out of ignorance by action, by doing…so, if you respond by commenting on my pages, I’d be careful that you don’t blasphemy the Lord. If you need to understand what blasphemy is, then read ‘Tests of Worth’…God gives us a really good example of it. Here’s one sure thing: I write for God. I hear the spiritual world that is His kingdom. When you question you don’t know who I am talking to, you are questioning God. God is ALL. He is in charge of everything! You need to fully understand this.

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