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‘Trivial Gestures’  (Yeshuah)

‘Trivial Gestures’ (Yeshuah) ‘…These people honor Me with their lips, but their hearts are far from Me. They worship Me in vain; their teachings are but rules taught by men’ [Isaiah 29:13] You have let go of the commands of God and are holding on to the traditions of men.’—Matthew 15:1-9; Mark 7:1-13

Trivial Gestures  (Yeshuah) 

it's in moments of time
waiting, maturing
understanding
that you realize the true nature
of life itself

it's not about what you
are waiting for
it's in the waiting itself
the anticipating
the worrying
the wondering
it is during these moments
where you truly live

it's the thinking part
the imagining part
it's the part before life
changes you
it's before the part
when you are veiled
and you have to make
a choice

it's the part before
the in between
and before the after
before the regrets
before the 'I told you sos'
before the happiness
before the sadness
before the next moment

civilization is in this moment
the deciding part

you can disregard
all that I† tell you
it is still being told

you can disregard
all that I'm† teaching you
it is still being taught

you can disregard
I†, Yeshuah†, am talking
to the prophet of words
I'm† still talking
I'm† still teaching
not for her but for you

you can disregard
all that the Father† has revealed
it still is

My† name Jesus†
has been diluted
has been pillaged
for fame, for money
for status, for man-glory

all those doing such acts
have been judged
there's still time
to change My† mind
to repent
for their redemption

they have affected so many
in the multitudes
their repentance must be
viled immediacy

'o troubled soul
your acceptance of matters
at hand
are disheartening
a favored voidance
common to man
turning the other cheek
to avoid truth
which is the hardest
to fathom

where truth lies, hate lies
where acceptance lies,
deception lies

all the memories you have
all the images
you try to forget
all the words spoken to you
you try to overcome

there's a fault lying amongst
you
deceiving you
that to forget
instead of overcome
is better for the mind

it will come back to you
no matter how far back
you push it
it will return

unless you heal from it

this is your Brother†
the Son† of God†
the master teacher
your instructor
your savior
and your taker
the one you'll face
on your final day
the judge sitting before you
justice

you come to Me†
with scars, marks

they do not lie

this chance
this moment
is for you to search your heart
pluck out the hurt
that is buried
that you set aside
your truths
your hidden pain

those of the world
refuse to do these things
the Father† asks

they feed off of your pain
they sense the hurt
deep within
their time is short lived

it is the one's facing
their struggles
facing their pain
who reveal their true heart

awaken 'o merciful one
awaken


(pause)

the chances are few
that the masses will see
they seek peace
in the wrong places

it is in Me†
that peace comes
but peace comes
in pieces

for the trials must be
until the day I† come

but there's the before
the in between
before the after

when you are considering
all that's possible
and all that seems impossible

money will not bring you peace
nor any place
nor any material thing

I† am in you
as you are in Me†

the true meaning of peace
lies within

statues cannot breathe
things cannot breathe
there is no heart in them
no veins to carry the gold
of life

the sanctuary 
lies in the temple
within this temple
lies the church of Me†
salvation
through this church
you will find God†, Himself†

peace comes with letting go
through courage
through accepting
after facing
the scars that lie
within you

understanding
the process it takes
to gain your entrance

it is within
that I† come

blame, hate, anger
lies, manipulation
all matters of deception
that pull you away
from the true meaning
of peace

your illusion of peace
without Me†
is just that
an illusion

that illusion
will break free
creep inside
spill to the outside
on you
and on others

to build a material kingdom
off the energy of God†
will spill over
disrupt
all that there is
of peace

this brings about greed
the need to control
manipulate, deceive
all the tools of satan

peace will never settle
here

you must separate yourself
from the world
no country, no places
no statues, no idols
no buildings, no monuments
no persons
can bring peace

only I† can bring peace
only truth can restore

anything else
is of the world

it is the time
the moment before
it is your time
for salvation

what is coming
a plan of the Father†
for earth
it is set
its motions are in motion

don't worry
the seeds will be planted
in those who seek it

those of the world
will not seek it
they will avoid it
completely

all must face their trials
all must come to understand
their journey
at their pace

many hearts have been
revealed
since God† came
to the prophet of words
His† fillingness
is not feeble
it is intense
gratifying in nature

all that is said
will breathe

no need to question
God's† words are true
there's coming a time
human reality
will match
these divine words
and they will know
all the peoples
that truth spoke to them
that the Spirit† lives
in a simple shepherd girl

it is I†
go in peace
then peace I'll† give you

Notes: The photograph is from September 27, 2019: Love from Heaven. The light. Seek the light.

(May 29, 2022)—After ‘Trivial Gestures’ was given, Yeshuah led me to the John 6:25-40 through John 6:67-71  and Matthew 15:1-9; Mark 7:1-13 and Matthew 15:10-20; Mark 7:14-23. He had me read several immediately and after each stopped me and spoke. I recorded what He said after those He had spoken after. These recordings are below.

I’m going to point this out because still the peoples are not realizing what is happening here. I do not know any of the Scriptures by heart, nor is my Bible marked pointing out specific Scriptures. Each day of writings, my mind is clean, clear of any previous writings. I hear with an empty mind if you want to be plain. These Scriptures that I’m pointed to AFTER the writings are the very first pages I open up to…NO EXCEPTIONS. If you can’t see the significance of this, then you are veiled from truth. It is your responsibility to remove the veils and you can do this…it takes a willingness of faith.

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‘Rolling Noise’ (Yeshuah)

‘Rolling Noise’ (Yeshuah)…The idea of ‘building’ seems to be a continuous subject in these writings, then today He explains why.

Rolling Noise (Yeshuah)

abasement of chance
coming
it will be quiet
a subtleness
one not readily detected

it will only be after
that it will be noticed
a change so drastic
that 'awe' can't even
be expressed

a part of the birth pains
a rendition of sorts
growing in one part
shrinking in another
but its impact
will be drastic

a new formation
in an unlikely place

this isn't a predict
this will be
a warning of sorts
a heads up
in a matter of pretext

it is not an illusion
it is not the
imagination

it's grand in scale
as only the Father† can be

it is I†, Yeshuah† (Jesus†)
don't be alarmed
the earth grows and shrinks
every day of the human
existence
man has made her growth
into a science
it isn't
it's called life
she breathes
as you breathe
she sleeps
as you sleep

her movements are like yours
but subtle
it's her very nature

but her birthing
is a lot different
like her creator
she moves vastly
in this notion of birth

you built so much on her
you calculate numbers
to imply genius

it is not

you over estimate a lot

she gives
for you don't respect her

too many want to forecast
her into a box

she isn't a box

when weight is not in
balance
the Almighty God†
has to correct the balance
things come down
things rise and sink
as He† improves the balance

it is the same with people
He† is in charge of their
balance
when there is imbalance
He† has to correct the
balance
it is His† law

you didn't think you could
continue, did you?

I†, the Son† of God† the almighty
says you can't

He† is not ending earth
He† is putting her back
in balance

all of your wealth
can't stop this plan

it is His† wrath
and His† correction

you see it as nature
He† IS nature

there is so much more to say
I† have plenty time
to say it

many of you
don't have enough time
to hear it

when you stand before Me†
in your hour of judgment
will you say to Me†
that you tried to understand
even with blinded eyes
and sealed ears

will you say you didn't
deny My† very existence

will you explain to Me†
My† Father's† ways

is this hard to endure
My† confronting you

will you be able to explain
your actions

will your arrogance remain
as you stand
before Me†

these are questions
to deal with BEFORE
you see Me†

and you will see Me†
each and every one

for some…soon

the sickle is in hand
My† legion…released

a moment is slow
but precise
a moment to pray
to repent

then a moment
in too late

it is I†, Yeshuah†
the one and only Son†
of the Almighty God†
the one put before you
as head
the one true sacrifice
all that's left
is time.

Notes: The photograph chosen is from October 23, 2019: The Dragon and the All-Seeing Eye.

(April 2, 2022)—The idea of ‘building‘ seems to be a continuous subject in these writings, then today He explains why. We, as the world, are putting too much weight on Earth itself. The massive amount of building since the Industrial Age (They brought up in a number of writings) began…the push to build more and even bigger and bigger things…the need to have more and more stuff and we worked our way into a massive ‘throw away’ world with piles and pile of garbage. Is He saying that this massiveness has put too much pressure on Earth that Earth is about to give? I keep thinking about the wave vision that I told you about January 22, 2022 ‘Saddened Willowed Clown’ (God/Wavy Earth Vision). Not to mention the bodies that I saw on the waves. It’s beginning to make sense .

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‘Sequential Data’ (God)

‘Sequential Data’ (God)…’…But I trust in You, O Lord; I say, ‘You are my God.’ My times are in Your hands; deliver me from my enemies and from those who pursue me. Let Your face shine on Your servant; save me in Your unfailing love.—Psalm 31

Sequential Data (God)

there isn't enough time
to tell you all there is
it fills up
vaults and vaults
of volumes
a library so vast
the imagination
can't even contain it
not even close

there are pillars of life
layer upon layer
not just on earth
not just in the universe
that you know

its data
is beyond the human mind

I† am here
I've† always been here
the speaker speaking

many human books
have been written
from words I† speak
only to acknowledge
the speaker of these words
is too difficult to comprehend

I† am many names
I† speak through many forms
to grant Me† ownership
authorship
is beyond human ability

some acknowledge Me†
the Lord Almighty God†
Jehovah†, El†
they acknowledge Yeshuah†
even less

what is, is

to hear, to understand
from where these words
come from
is a gift from the Spirit of Life†
it is most holy
it appears different
to the human senses

awaken 'o wonderful peoples
don't close your ears to Me†

there are many wonders
things you don't understand
things you can't explain
no matter how much science
you apply

I† am therefore you are

to take a simple shepherd girl
and give her an ear
is vastly more important
than all your technology
combined

it is rare to have such an ear
one, she is even afraid of

tides roll in
tides roll out
a simple, gentle command
a position of something
beyond earth
is in synch with its movement

how can that be?
'o you wondrous scientists
always having an answer
but do you?

is it so hard to combine
what is divine in nature
to what matches
your every day senses

'o weakness lives

troubles are coming

'o awaken gentle warrior
sharpen your blade
groom your nightly ride

awaken gentle shepherd
keep safe your flock

a Father's† deeds are not done
My† seeds have gone astray
gather them
all My† sons
mothers pull them to your chest

a way is being paved
a way for anguish and shame
all to awaken
to My† fiery hand

time is knowledge
use it wisely
but don't take wisdom
as genius and intelligence
for they build ego and pride

all is not enough
until it is enough

the prison doors
have busted open
satan ask for a duty
I† have one for him
a discipline
yet incomplete
for arrogance
has built walls
joined together
with pride and ego

'o fall down
'o walls of arrogance
the Father's† hand
is on the cradle
rocking to and fro'
be gentle 'o fair lady
of Mine†
I† shall hold you
in your disastrous apine
you will not fall apart
as your pains of labor
worsen
I† will hold you
My† fairy lady

terror marches its march
the drums beat in the distance
I† will come through for you
gentle lady
your creator
will not abandon you

awaken 'o wonder
see the vastness of the land
covered in the blue of sea

hush now mighty mountains
My† arms will cleanse you
of all the wreckage
left around your gentle limbs

be gone 'o wreckage
be gone!
I† allowed this pillage
it is My† duty to cleanse it
away

hush now 'o roaring thunder
be silent 'o brilliant lightening
the waves will rush
they will turn over
roll like a gentle tide
but mightier
than man has ever seen

I† am therefore you are

it is written
it will be done

says the Lord Almighty God†

Note: The photograph David chose is from October 7, 2019: Faces. The day God revealed all the faces, David showing me where they were, telling us we are never alone.

(March 25, 2022)―He led me to Psalm 31 this morning after ‘Sequential Data’ was given.

Prayer for Relief from Pursuers and Slanderers  (For the director of music. A psalm of David.)—In You, O Lord, I have taken refuge; let me never be put to shame; deliver me in Your righteousness. Turn Your ear to me, come quickly to my rescue; be my rock of refuge, a strong fortress to save me. Since You are my rock and my fortress, for the sake of Your name lead and guide me. Free me from the trap that is set for me, for You are my refuge. Into Your hands I commit my spirit; redeem me, O Lord, the God of truth. I hate those who cling to worthless idols; I trust in the Lord. I will be glad and rejoice in Your love, for You saw my affliction and knew the anguish of my soul. You have not handed me over to the enemy but have set my feet in a spacious place. Be merciful to me, O Lord, for I am in distress, my eyes grow weak with sorrow, my soul and my body with grief. My life is consumed by anguish and my years by groaning; my strength fails because of my affliction, and my bones grow weak. Because of all my enemies, I am the utter contempt of my neighbors; I am a dread to my friends―those who see me on the street flee from me. I am forgotten by them as though I were dead; I have become like broken pottery. For I hear the slander of many; there is terror on every side; they conspire against me and plot to take my life. But I trust in You, O Lord; I say, ‘You are my God.’ My times are in Your hands; deliver me from my enemies and from those who pursue me. Let Your face shine on Your servant; save me in Your unfailing love. Let me not be put to shame, O Lord, for I have cried out to You; but let the wicked be put to shame and lie silent in the grave. Let their lying lips be silenced, for with pride and contempt they speak arrogantly against the righteous. How great is Your goodness, which You have stored up for those who fear You, which You bestow in the sight of men on those who take refuge in You. In the shelter of Your presence You hide them from the intrigues of men; in Your dwelling You keep them safe from accusing tongues. Praise be to the Lord, for He showed His wonderful love to me when I was in a besieged city. In my alarm I said, ‘I am cut off from Your sight!’ Yet You heard my cry for mercy when I called to You for help. Love the Lord, all His saints! The Lord preserves the faithful, but the proud He pays back in full. Be strong and take heart, all You who hope in the Lord.—Psalm 31

I had an intimate conversation with God last night, then this piece came. I waited to post because of Him. More of the conversation. Yesterday, in ‘Troubled Spot’, Yeshuah mentions 1946. I looked up 1946 and wondered why because WWII ended in 1945. Wouldn’t that be more of a ‘trying’ time as Yeshuah talked about? God says, ‘No.’

What began in 1946, as it is explained to me, is MORE of a ‘trying’ time because it was the beginning of the Industrial Age. Yeshuah spoke of this in ‘Solomon’s Wake: Industrial Famish’. God says the Industrial Age did more damage to Earth than any war that has ever taken place. We mask the damage done with luxury and comfort. It is all a lie!

I am guided in writing this.

He shows me those who are spending gobs of money to fly into space then they have the arrogance to say that ‘we’ are damaging Earth and it is sad. God says, ‘How BOLD!’ It is them who can afford to do such nonsense that is doing the most damage!

You can read all of the visions, dreams and words, as well as see all the images and see the time frame in which they were given by clicking on Message Index.

‘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 led
 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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‘The Silence of Still’

The mercy of the silence will be unexplainable.

Note: The photograph was taken November 9th, the bride and groom, the Sign of Jonah.

The Silence of Still
  
 can you hear the whispers
 through the air
 the conjugating of birds
 shh...hear them go quiet
 the low howls of hounds
 the uneasy purr of cats
 the cattle all laid down
 even the horses lie on their bellies
 their necks stretched out
 their eyes focused no wheres
  
 the waves that raged
 now are calm, smooth
 except for the slow bumping
 against lifelessness
 against broken shores
 where once stood beautiful structures
 glazing in the morning sun
 now lay invisible images
 lost in the silence of still
  
 shh...can you hear the whispers
 the crying of the trees
 their battle long gone
 watching the water come and go
 its dark, mucky vortex
 surrounding the hollowness
 of the silence
 their departed leaves
 withering in mixed congregation
  
 shh...shh...can you hear the whispers
 tiny ants coming out to feast
 hungry flies gathering around
 surveying the air
 lurking in the stillness
 ready in their devour
 of what's left
 of the silence
  
 shh...shh...there it is
 far, far but so very close
 from low, deep in throat
 a piecing wail
 like never heard
 an unmatched sound
 human...animal?
 how can one tell
 it's engulfed in the stillness
 like a look looking
 but not seeing
 it's bathed in rage
 a blanketed depth
 so darkened and mellowed
 that it stills the stillness
  
 shh...shh awaken to the whisper
 the sound of inconceivable
 as the ants begin their march
 as the flies settle their position
 as the leaves give into their stench
 as the trees weaken their hold–
 their roots release the earth
 as they fall to the ground
 lose themselves
 to the wet cape below
  
 the silence stares
 listening to the anguish wail
 coming from deep, deep
 as the sea returns to the sun
 wrapping its arms around
 the silence
 begging for beauty
 to be seen
 as she rocks back and forth
 begging the trees
 begging the cows, the horses
 all those in the wild
 'stand up, stand up'
  
 but shh...shh there's just the whispers
 low, low...the stillness
 as its look keeps looking
 but can't anymore see

‘Collapse’

Maybe…it’s time to pray.

Note: The photograph, taken November 11th, when the avenging angel appeared in the sky, says again…the vision will happen at night.

 Collapse
  
 as the turn of clocks
 begins its reverse in tocks
 shifting of rocks
 shall tie some knots
  
 shaky salted, soggy lands
 will no longer stand
 all those jagged, edging strands
 pushing down
 as sink, sink goes the sands
  
 no use tying to docks
 or hide treasures
 in a steel, hidden box
  
 no use trying for hot
 stuck in cold
 trottie, trot, trot
  
 nothing will come
 as in showers of band
 nothing will go bang
 by any hands of man
  
 oh! as the turn of clocks
 a passing by...no one can stop
 or...over...hop‒
 with a 'think not'
  
 thoughts of 'I don't understand'
 thoughts will come
 from every clan
 for to the stillness‒
 they became faithful fans
 never seeing 'I can'
 in the forever of 'I am'
 instead…away...they ran
  
 passing...turns of clocks
 ‒just a tip from the top
 a chance to untie tied knots
 after...a rapture's
 during-the-night rob
 of what you thought‒
 you had the power to stop

Brace Yourself!

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.

Continue reading “Brace Yourself!”

UPDATE 10: [19 Visions plus Conversation With David]: A Test For All Nations. Horror Awaits If We Don’t Turn to Jesus!

God’s Going To Show You Who He Is! These Visions Are Steps! The Earth Will Change Its Direction…AND A New Earth Will Become! The Mark of The Devil…How It Will Be Done. He’s Warning You. You Don’t Have To Listen! And…He Sent Me Orbs To Prove All Of This IS From Him!

God’s Going To Show You Who He Is! These Visions Are Steps! The Earth Will Change Its Direction…AND A New Earth Will Become! The Mark of The Devil…How It Will Be Done. He’s Warning You. You Don’t Have To Listen! And…He Sent Me Orbs To Prove All Of This IS From Him!

[I put this in the order in which the visions are coming. So the Updates are added to the end!]

Co-Writer: David…He’s from Heaven!

The Beginning!

NOTE: I’ve never experienced something of this magnitude…EVER! The things I write in this post are things that I saw in visions very clear and in the course of 5 (FIVE) different meditating periods throughout the day of August 16, 2019. I do not know why this was sent to me, but if you know who to pass this to, please do. Yes, it could be wrong. But FIVE of them! ALL showing the exact same thing then adding something each time. This is too out of the ordinary for me to NOT pass it on.

[ I posted the first paragraph of this article, along with visions 1 and 2 on my personal Facebook page and author page on August 16, 2019 because by the 2nd vision, I was really shaken up. After posting that and going into my 3rd mediation, I was given instruction to wait and repost or reshare with the world tomorrow, which is today. I’ve spent all morning with an upset stomach thinking nothing but what I saw, and was eventually led to Ezekiel, which I explain later in this post. I’m shaking a bit while writing this because this is so extreme in nature for me. I’ve had spiritual things happen to me…I thought those were extreme. This far passes that! And what’s more bizarre is what I discovered in research today: The Nostradamus prediction is at the end of this post!]

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