‘A Mighty Hand’s Reverence’ (Yeshuah)

Traditions. We are always talking about breaking traditional curses, well this is one of them. It goes back to the beginning of time. The reason for this is of course, love. But the bigger picture is selfishness.

A Mighty Hand's Reverence (Yeshuah)

how will you endure
when the servant
doesn't attend
to see a body off
to the grave?

will you be Angry
cry selfish tears
curse her very existence?

how will you understand
after all this time
seeds planted
for reasons His† own?

I've† come to explain
'O gentle souls
so weak

the Lord Almighty God†
isn't the god
of the dead

He† is Lord†
over all the living
He† plows the Earth
plants nourishment
gives Life

in Death He's† gone
waiting for a call
a hum, a song
a cry, a yell
then He's† quick
but slow
in the reprieve

but a body
it is different
a soul has left
‒left is an empty shell
where Life once lived
but not any more

it is too late for prayers
for the praying has ended
the soul enters
My† banquet hall
for judgment

don't be so careless
with Life
for it is 'during' Life
that prayers are heard

My† servant speaks for Life
thus must be surrounded
by Life

hail the corpse in the ground
for it doesn't speak
any more

why do you charge so much effort
in the mourning of the corpse?

‒bury and be done

all this money
going to the dead corpse
why, 'O why, My† gentle sheep
are you so blind?

I† shall keep My† servant
from the rotting corpse
to teach you Life
to celebrate and care
for the living temple

to celebrate its birth
its breathing
even while sickly
prayers are strengthened
mortalized
heard

but nothing happens
once the being leaves
a Life was lived
then it lives in the body
no more
it becomes its True being
once more

why do you mourn so deeply
when Death comes late
when a soul has managed
its temple
‒lived in old age?

don't you know
their journey was set
they listened without knowing?

their journey should be celebrated
not wailed upon
‒sing in jubilee
time was given
enough time in complete

why do you mourn
when a body closes so young?

don't you know
about Redemption?

don't you know
a ransom was paid in full?

Love is a gentle being
when the young go
seek their place
celebrate in jubilee
for the souls had less time
for they were worthy

'O how Death is misinterpreted
Death in the body
should be healed and
mourned and wailed
and helped

Death out the body
should be celebrated
for their time is done

it is I†, Yeshuah†
seek Salvation
while in the body
so the Kingdom
will be yours

she, the servant
shall stay away from Death
outside the body

(March 31, 2022)―I was led to page 1484 again in my Bible, where at the top of the page is part of Acts 1:15-22, with a single line underlined in red:

‘May another take his place of leadership.’

Reverence: (noun) deep respect for someone or something. (verb) regard or treat with deep respect

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‘Rejection Undone’ (Sinking/Dead Body Visions)

He who ignores discipline comes to poverty and shame but whoever heeds correction is honored.—Proverbs 13:18

 Rejection Undone 
  
 I'm not going to worry
 I'm not going to try
 I've given up
 the vestibule
 I've given up
 the cry
  
 I'd never even considered
 being part of the dart
 stabbing my own mother's heart
 just to fit in
 with the cart
  
 I'm not going to feel sorry
 I'm not going to say
 good-bye
 I've given up
 on slobbering drool
 I've given up
 on asking why
  
 I'd never ever surrender
 I'd instead
 wear the cuffs
 I would have never
 given her up
 and I did scream:
 'that's enough'
  
 I'm going to be 
 part of history
 I'm not going to sway
 in their giving up
 in die
  
 I've given up
 being the blind fool
 I've given up
 trying to understand
 those who easily abuse
 I damn-right refuse
 for them...curl up
 and lie
  
 I've learned the secret
 to the mystery
 you can't hold me down‒
 in your misery
 or hold me accountable
 for your broken
 unhealed self
 or put me on a shelf
  
 my mother taught me well
 ‒not to adhere
 to cards dealt
 to fight...get myself
 off the shelf
  
 I listened to her actions
 as I watched her suffer
 rejection
 she taught me not to stay
 too long
 in self reflection
 she taught me the 'way'
 and to speak
 what I had to say
 ‒even if they all 
 walk away
  
 I'm part of the last generation
 not wanting to be a part
 of the reflection‒
 who settled for rejection
 for we refuse
 to be part
 of the collection 

(May 27, 2021)―‘Rejection Undone’ was written in 2020. David chose it for these visions. I have two in which to share with you. A real-time vision and a meditation/prayer vision. Both seem so surreal to me and they make me cry, but He, that would be God, wants them written and given.

Real-time visions. I’ve written about them before. The first came soon after the visions of August 2019. Sometime before this, we experience an earthquake. It was a minor quake rolling off of the one that had taken place in California. But for me it was absolute. To feel the Earth move beneath you is really scary. The light fixtures in my condo moved, glasses rattled. So when my bed shook, I thought we had had another one. We did not. It was my first real-time vision. After I felt the bed shake, the word unstable came. It happened again months later. He, that would be God, shook my sofa…again unstable. Then one day I was on my walk and the sidewalk moved. Not literally for everyone else, but for me literal. It was very unsettling. I actually extending my arms to gain stability. Then I noticed all the cars just continued, no one noticed. Unstable. Then one day He had me walk on one of the floating docks here at the lake and then told me to close my eyes and turn…shaky, He said.

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‘Sanctification Deferential’ (Yeshuah (Jesus)/Classroom Dream)

‘King Agrippa had a choice. He made the right choice. Festus was following the collection instead of the elective or elected,’ words of Jesus, my teacher.

 Sanctification Deferential (Yeshuah (Jesus))
  
 persecution is of choice
 and this you have
 the free-will
 to make a choice
  
 this is Yeshuah†
 the first son
 of our Father†
 the One and only Creator
  
 this free-will is given
 it is a small token
 of our Father's† Love
  
 it is reasonable
 you can easily
 understand it
 it is sizeable, measureable
  
 each choice is based
 on this free-will
  
 free-will has options
  
 these options are where
 deciding factors come in
 from deep within
  
 do you adhere to Faith
 in what you know is there
 but cannot see?
  
 or
  
 do you adhere to just
 what you can see
 ignore this enormous pressure‒
 a pressure you cannot explain
 or Fear to explain it
 ‒that comes from
 way deep inside?
  
 as the head of you
 this pressure is Me†!
  
 you are given the free-will‒
 a gift from our Father†
 through His† Grace
 the Holy Spirit†

 ‒to choose to follow
 this pressure
 or to follow
 the collection
  
 I† advise
 that you choose wisely
 many choices
 cannot be unchosen
 and the marks
 which result from these choices
 are forever 

(May 24, 2021)―Upon editing the writing, I got 2:22…Yeshuah! A photograph of my classroom drawing, exactly as I saw it, follows the dream. I didn’t count the number of flowers the teacher had drawn on the vines, so what’s in the drawing is just estimation.

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‘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, 2020)―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.

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‘Good of Earth’

Reason…in my personal life…because they had a dark secret as well! The guilty help the guilty. So, when the victim of a crime screams wolf….all the wolves help the wolf.

 Good of Earth
  
 healing begins
 in the heart
 setting pride aside
 that which tears us apart
 letting out the light
 which brightens stars
 building another's heart
 by halting pain
 from the start
  
 without this healing bark
 pain lives on
 adding to its cart
 more parts of the dark
 stripping lives
 –that mercy of heart
 building the prince of the Earth
 –it's army in surf
  
 it is only through
 admittance, accountability
 that we add a ball
 in curve
 understanding...fully
 who we serve
  
 by casting out
 pain's dart
 dealing immediately
 byway of God's†
 merciful heart
 that we justify
 Yeshuah's† part
  
 His† death wasn't a fart
 for the innocent–
 always pay the heaviest cost
  
 go to the cross
 then sort
 –the heaviness
 won't be a part
  
 hide in the dark
 deny the sort
 –the heaviness
 becomes the burden
 in pain's cross
 becoming too difficult
 to sort
 leading us to
 true intimacy
 of the dark 

(November 12, 2019)―Judgment. Abandoning the weak for pride and selfish ego. Today’s Scripture: WOW!

I posted a number of things on my Facebook personal page this weekend and past week. Again, God working through me. Judgment. I said posted today:They crucified Yeshuah for the words He said. Not what He did. And the Lord directed me to more of the good works Jesus did. He did not ONE thing wrong. He spoke. And they nailed Him to a cross because of the words He spoke. Hypocrites!

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Brace Yourself! Vision Update

God’s hand is coming and there’s nothing we can do!

I’d rather warn people then do nothing. I’d rather have all of this written down so that the future will know. I know God’s time is not ours. I also know that visions could be wrong. I also know God never lies. I also know that people don’t give a damn! They just like to call people names and ignore the One being who controls everything. Have it your way! You were forewarned.

Note: The following article I wrote early this morning on Facebook. I thought I share it here. All I truly know is that this morning around 4 a.m., I was jolted to wake up, received more visions to inspire me…see ‘Backlash’…and this jolting which felt like electric shocks happened 3 times! So, I got up and have been writing ever since. The visions are well explained in the article below. They are not just a one time deal. I’ve had them every day for 3 straight days, then I took 2 days off of meditating because I was devastated by what I saw. Then I saw the visions again 2 more days.

Someone is trying to tell someone something! And I’ve experienced this stuff before so, to me, this is really big! When exactly? Your guess is as good as mine. But these events took place.

Today is August 24, 2019. These visions and physical things are happening… and tomorrow is August 25th (read the article below to learn why that is big when it comes to these visions). I do not want to cause panic, but I was jolted awake this morning with like electric shocks and visions that I’ve seen already and told to prophecy…I’ve changed that to write because I don’t feel comfortable saying prophecy. I am NOT a prophet!

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‘Men of Songs’

Understanding depression and the veils by-way of Job!

 Men of Songs
  
 I thrash out my complaints
 I take the hurt, the Blame
 put it all on my shoulders‒
 knowing
through all this rough terrain
 not one showed Sincerity
not one came
  
 so I let tears fall
like rain
 open my mouth
my worded train
 feeling alone, empty
worthless...plain
 wondering if I'm really insane
  
 I cast out my stones to You†
 ‒Your† broken little dame
 all these tasks
my Life...so drained
 not knowing the final aim
 just take it all in‒
 the arrows of false names
 on invisible ropes...I hang
  
 told...Life is but a game
 learn to play it...you win fame
  
 You† and I know‒
 that's not how it's framed
 Life isn't at all a game
 You†...no one can tame
 someone so righteous‒
 You† easily cast in flames
 and that person
will never be the same
  
 when this heart
feels weak in faint
 I look at all my I can'ts
 I re-hear all those filthy names
 know...none of them...I ain't
 but I know‒
 I'm such a tiny piece of grain
 and the only fame
to be claimed
 is that of Your† sweet, sweet name
  
 I'm so, so tired
of being maimed
 so tired of lonely's strain
 what have I gained
 on this hateful, lonely lane
  
 I know it's part of Yeshuah's† name
 each and every vein
 I'm so weary...feelings‒
 my work done in vain
 so, I call on you...Yeshuah†
 please take all my complaints
 straight to our Father†
 ‒pull me out
this agonizing drain
 forgive all my trespasses
 turn me over‒
 to at least one heart
who feels the same
 ‒a bit of hunger
a bit of tame
 to do works of Good‒
 in Your† sweet, sweet name 

(July 24, 2019)—Our mothers. Veils. Mercy. I’ve been having a hard time putting my thoughts on paper lately. It may not seem like it but it’s still true. I end up writing it in my head then when I sit down, the same thoughts that I had don’t come out. I didn’t want to write anymore. For the past week or so, I’ve been in a battle with my self I guess you could say. I’m tired. I’ve been doing this work for seven years now. I’ve been writing and teaching and learning for over 10. I’m tired. But I’m to keep going.

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‘Pillars of Death’

Depression: The Feeling of Your Own Death!

A sample from Book 7

 Pillars of Death
 
I'm an apparent suicide
who took
everything buried inside
‒sprayed it out
like pesticide
 
they call it a homicide
raging words
was all it took
for love to dry
‒leaving only tears
to cry
 
slowly I died
asking every kind of why
 
why only anger's words
was enough
to cast me aside
 
why my truth
was reason
my life
‒its very existence
to hide
 
my being
no longer resides
in hearts
I believed
could override
evil's prancing stride
 
they all cast me aside
for thoughts...words
I could no longer
hold inside
 
instead of holding me
as these eyes cried
they buried me
‒an unmarked grave
deep outside
with bugs and flies
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When His Next Best Thing Comes Along!

This one sergeant in my Army days in Germany called me Marie Laveau…lol…another one bites the dust! One of them will be strong enough to handle my energy some day. If they can let go of their pride long enough. I’ve had enough of man-ego-pride to last a life time.

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‘Silence of Me’

You Tend To Hang On. It’s Normal.

A sample from Book 5

 Silence of Me
 
I look at me
I hear me
wishing
I wouldn't be
hurting
I ruffled the sea
this romantic bee
twisting
words I see
wanting
to be free
saying
it's better for me
misrepresenting
what
I want to be
just you
I do see
putting
all thoughts
free
relating
what's
inside of me
hoping
you'd see
confusion's deed
all that I aim to be
all that I use to be
my wanting
to be free
inside of me
there's more to see
the outside sea
wanting
you along side of me
open and free
awakening
what used to be
 
look at me
hear me
all there is to be
 
a wall closed to me
burying me
deep
inside of me
silence of me
wishing
I wouldn't be
 
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