‘The Patriarch of Empathy’ (God)

November 4, 2023: ‘The Patriarch of Empathy’ (God)…’The great day of the Lord is near—near and coming quickly. Listen! The cry on the day of the Lord will be bitter, the shouting of the warrior there. That day will be a day of wrath, a day of distress and anguish, a day of trouble and ruin, a day of darkness and gloom, a day of clouds and blackness, a day of trumpet and battle cry against the fortified cities and against the corner towers. I will bring distress on the people and they will walk like blind men, because they have sinned against the Lord. Their blood will be poured out like dust and their entrails like filth. Neither their silver nor their gold will be able to save them on the day of the Lord’s wrath. In the fire of His jealousy the whole world will be consumed, for He will make a sudden end of all who live in the Earth.’—Zephaniah 1:14-18

The Patriarch of Empathy (God)

I†, the Most High, the Almighty†
grant the endless desire of peace

to endure peace
empathy must surface
this is important
and empathy is a being of love

asher, the son who mourned Wisdom
for he was shown truth
truth, the survivor of all evil
it wages against the world
for Wisdom reveals truth

to know truth
you must know sin
if you don't know sin
then you cannot know the difference
of what is right and wrong
in the depths of your heart

I† employ you to know this
this…what the false shepherds preach
there is a weight
a measuring line in all things
all good things
and all evil things

your balance offsets itself
in a good way
when you do more good than sin
it also offsets itself
when you do more sin than good

the marks of this weight, 
of this measuring line
is disclosed in the recesses of
your very heart
that is made known
only to the Judge†
and only after the soul
leaves the body

you implore yourself
to do good
more than sin
it is your duty to ensure this

read the watchman's tale
ezekiel told as I† told him
it has not changed

the difference between
singleness and doubleness
is that one is more focused
in their very heart
on what is good
and leans to living that way

in doubleness the opposite
and in living doubleness
you incur more debt
or your measuring line offsets
in the wrong direction faster
than a single sin at any given time

I†, the Lord Almighty God†
implore you…each soul on earth
to refrain from lying
refrain from manipulative tactics
to trick another or conceal sin

if you sin, why not be frank
the first sin is the initial sin
then more sin happens
because of shame brought on
by the initial sin

so much need not to happen
when one lives in singleness
because of the initial sin
and the willingness to redeem oneself
and walk back into righteousness

but again, one cannot continue
to move his measuring line
back and forth
when they do this
they are worse off than 
one living doubleness
they become a fool in My† eyes

Wisdom reveals what truth is
and what lie is
She does not hold back
once She deems you worthy of Herself

open up to Wisdom
live a life of asher
one in truth and sorrow
truth in knowing Wisdom
and sorrow for seeing all that
She reveals

do not torment your soul needlessly
wake  up and receive truth
it is far better to walk in truth
than be a slave to the world

'The great day of the Lord is near—near and coming quickly. Listen! The cry on the day of the Lord will be bitter, the shouting of the warrior there. That day will be a day of wrath, a day of distress and anguish, a day of trouble and ruin, a day of darkness and gloom, a day of clouds and blackness, a day of trumpet and battle cry against the fortified cities and against the corner towers. I will bring distress on the people and they will walk like blind men, because they have sinned against the Lord. Their blood will be poured out like dust and their entrails like filth. Neither their silver nor their gold will be able to save them on the day of the Lord's wrath. In the fire of His jealousy the whole world will be consumed, for He will make a sudden end of all who live in the Earth.'—Zephaniah 1:14-18


My† day is grand
a sortment is coming
I† am at peace
but not for long
My† hand is moving
you see it moving
those who know My† hand

the destruction coming is grand in scale
the measuring line of earth
is offset in a way
that demands a healing
but before I† can heal her
the peoples who inhibit her
must heal
for many will perish
as earth is healed

for a new earth is coming
the old will fall away
and cleanse she will be

to wager up this new earth
the delivery must take place
the birthing period is close at hand
heal, you peoples of earth!
before this time comes!

I†, the Lord Almighty†, am moving earth
she will move
her stretch is soon coming

these words are for the healing of the nations
all those who are truly Mine†
so says the Lord Almighty God†
the before and the after

(November 4, 2023)—Shocking of Stupid’s Genius’,Devil’s Seeker’, ‘The Paradigm of Israel’ (God), ‘The Sin of Reuben’ (Yeshuah),‘Lustful Content’ (Yeshuah),‘Brave In Its Wings’ (God),‘Abomination of Priesthood Among Men’ (Yeshuah/God), Sactionarism of Judah (Yeshuah),‘Single-Minded Waywardness’ (Yeshuah), ‘A Patriarch of Mercy’ (God), The Look of Despair’  (God),‘Be Ware of the Forsook’ (God), ‘Synchronism (Yeshuah),The Patriarch of Empathy’ (God),‘Weapon’s ‘a Wrath’ (God), ‘The Rites of Benjamin’ (God), ‘Remnant To be Saved (God), andLoved By The Father’.

The photograph David led me to is from November 9, 2019:  Certainty of Visions. The child again on the tree behind me.

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.

‘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 Jesus'†
each and every vein
I'm so weary...feelings‒
my work done in vane
so, I call on you...Jesus†
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
Continue reading “‘Men of Songs’”

‘Love in Action’

Actions, in spite of resentment, still say LOVE

 Love in Action
 
no matter the resentment
it was given then taken
actions of love
still...not just a must
but a do
 
it's all giving
without judgment
helping without faking
actions in love
doing
without needing a clue
 
it's helping another
without commitment
being truthful
without manipulation
actions in love
doing
for words are not enough
 
it's getting over
the resentment
‒those taking without
returning the give
actions in love
still...a beautiful mark
on the heart
in the making
Continue reading “‘Love in Action’”

‘What Comes Out’

Anger: How changing this one emotion can change your entire life!

 What Comes Out
 
she weighted
the things she's said
‒those retaliating words
she weighted
the things she's done
thinking it all hard love
but it was anger
‒acting out
over another's danger
 
what makes you do
these things?
 
she pondered the question
the only answer: retaliation
she bowed her head
in confession
responding to those living
in secret
putting her in the dark...deeper
 
she weighted
her lost of control
‒all man things took their toll
grabbing at her in hold
her...letting it all
use her in bold
 
anger's put her in the red
shaped thoughts in head
then actions without thought
knowing the wrong
in every heart beat
then came further heat
 
she weighted
all these things
knowing too late always rings
seeking truth
sets off anger in sing
it's her life
not just some fling
 
she sighed just a bit
thinking these things
anger's become a distraction
at times
giving satisfaction
‒the evil whore's demolition
 
she bowed her head
in greater confession
this her greatest sin
one...with‒
she no longer
wants to blend
control‒
a fight she's determined
to win
‒using gratitude
from God's† den‒
the only way to contend
‒be put in the light
from way deep within
Continue reading “‘What Comes Out’”

‘Shouldering Damage’

You deal and accept the physical damage caused by narcissism’s carelessness

 
Shouldering Damage
 
upon her shoulders
carries the weight–
shouldering damage
from those who couldn't stay
–a go-getter
they couldn't take
she...never wanting‒
any kinda hate
‒that was never
her intended fate
‒she let love lead the way
ending in heavy price's
to pay
 
only in moments
she lived in sedate
all them medical doctors
had to medicate
she just needed room‒
a bit of space
to grasp the idea
of her body ache
never using it as an escape
‒it hurt...and she was its bait
 
she knows she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–but others led her to fall
not caring the damage at all
 
upon her shoulders‒
she wears the cape
an anti-depressant to mask
a different kinda ache
–emotional chains
she couldn't tolerate
a burning heart
left in saturate
mixed with anger
lust and hate
screaming
without intentional berate
from love
that just couldn't stay
 
then again‒
she let love be her mate
a heart damaged‒
in too many ways
–again...a turn in obliterate
a brain burned in uncultivate
all that damage‒
on her shoulders
in blissful weight
men who couldn't bear
the cape
of her physical‒
being in waste
 
she knows she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–but others led her to fall
not caring the damage at all
 
she now wears‒
a suit of armor
from love's mate
as the heavy scars from fake–
I can't stay
you...I could only tolerate
builds her face
straight to a destiny's fate–
the writer in massive create
 
she...to never deny God
in whatever she faced
so she shoulders damage
left behind–
by carelessness
and self hate
building her rose‒
from a destroyer's
intentional state
 
she knows‒
she gave it all
she wasn't some pity rage doll–
standing somewhere in stall
she answered a simple call
–others led her to fall
not caring
the damage at all
 
oh! how
she can stand tall–
she picked herself up
from the fall
using the rest of her life
in God's hall
lost to true love's
missed call
she knows‒
she gave it her all
–it was not her
that caused
the fall!
Continue reading “‘Shouldering Damage’”

‘Hidden Treasure’

Discovering the hidden treasure in yourself!

 Hidden Treasure
 
I found it
in the mince of broken
it was afraid and hidden
an abundantly harvested token
‒over used and forsaken
 
I took it in
without fear's notion
‒not even feeling a demotion
I bathed
in its scented potion
rolled around
in its storied creation
 
I overlooked‒
its wicked formation
for I saw‒
a different translation
‒one that needed
a believer's gratification
one with a heart-filled formulation
 
I listened
to its every beckon
sometimes, in stages of drunken
 
all around...deemed it poison
something to be shackled‒
in a far-away prison
 
I threw out‒
traditionalized opinions
nothing stuck‒
rotten or forbidden
its scent just heightened
‒nothing could be wrong
or mistaken
 
I moved like lightening
intentional burns‒
gone...forgotten
‒days passing slow, steadfast‒
good ridden!
I drove it‒
to an endless vacation
‒whatever conviction
out...came my eviction
 
I smiled as I saw its rising
all my stops...fully opened
pulling it out of hopeless‒
with my inner-most motivation
‒a darkened star had risen!
 
I fought everything
in grand petition
every inside concentration‒
I put aside
rose to the occasion
‒with the fierceness of driven
this hidden treasure
overcoming every treason
to become the lamination
of a new generation!
 
stop!....
 
reveal
came its different ideas written
all avenues taken‒
off records...stricken
–beating all those defeating‒
overcoming...petitions
a losing validation!
 
I lost to its mention
‒there...in its private station
came to life‒
its own treasure hidden
in all its careful motions‒
belts and strings
forcefully tightened
 
I craved to be enlightened
–nothing valued...given
anything to elevate my vision
halted in moments of frighten
 
I fought constant bent roads‒
tried to straighten
tried to remember each lesson
through all that glistened‒
it had its own secrets woven
‒knowledge in listen
mixing up pointless decisions
taking all the forgivens
icing them‒
in the forever of frozen
 
yes, I found it
in the mince of broken
it was afraid and hidden
an abundantly harvested token
‒over used and forsaken
 
but all the good of will‒
off...steadily shakened
breathing‒
living a horrid token
in anger's hidden conviction
‒all that's been stolen‒
on others
its constant reliving
 
it found its way‒
in rebuilding
using knowledge given
slashing‒
all help's salutations
keeping to itself‒
a stolen formulation
‒to avoid sharing‒
treasures hidden
as I sit
in lost wanderings–
moments
I took it
out of forsaken
Continue reading “‘Hidden Treasure’”

Commentaries: Matthew 13:44-46

[k. e. leger’s Note: This article and all that goes with it from biblehub.com is not originally written in the English language. It was translated and I will correct spelling and punctuation as in keeping with the meaning of their content. In some places, I had to let it be. I hope that you enjoy this piece anyway. This goes with my article title ‘Discovering the Hidden Treasure in Yourself’.]

Ellicott’s Commentary [Introduction]

The kingdom of heaven is like unto treasure hid in a field.—Probably no parable in the whole series came more home to the imagination of the disciples than this. Every village had its stories of men who had become suddenly rich by finding some hidden hoard that had been hastily concealed in time of war or tumult.

Then, as now, there were men who lived in the expectation of finding such treasures, and every traveler who was seen searching in the ruins of an ancient town was supposed to be hunting after them. As far back as the days of Solomon, such a search had become a parable for the eager pursuit of wisdom (Proverbs 2:4).

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The Case of the Buried Treasure

by Ray Stedman, Authentic Christianity

[k. e. leger Note: This article was written June 27, 1971. Please take note how this article, written 48 years ago, still holds true today. This really helps us to understand the struggle with Israel, and why the governments are acting the way they are. This goes with my article titled ‘Discovering the Hidden Treasure in Yourself.’]

In the great series of parables in Matthew 13 our Lord gave us, as He said, ‘The secrets of the kingdom of heaven.’ The kingdom of heaven is God’s work among men, God’s rule and authority in the midst of human affairs. In this series, Jesus is revealing the work of the kingdom as it is going on throughout the centuries of this present age since His first coming and before His return. We come to the fifth parable this morning, the parable of the buried treasure.

I don’t know what that may evoke in your mind. It always reminds me immediately of Robert Louis Stevenson’s Treasure Island, of Long John Silver, and doubloons and pieces-of-eight, peg-leg pirates, and all the exciting things usually associated with the idea of buried treasure. It is intriguing to realize that Scripture deals with this subject as well. It recognizes the allure and the mystery, which always gathers around the notion of hidden treasure. God has His buried treasures and He is speaking of them in this parable.

Continue reading “The Case of the Buried Treasure”

‘His Softness’

That which gives you inspiration to go on!

A sample from Book 12

 His Softness
(Sweet Man)
 
there's moments
I want to cry
in this aging bit of life
‒not understanding
what to fight
he comes into my sight
 
deep in my thoughts
I get lost...caught
 
then he kneels before me
‒my world gets lost
in his sea
cradling me in his arms
all that fight...gone
 
aren't you tired of this yet
 
his question without hiss
we both knowing
we keep rocking a boat
that just needs
to float
 
yes
 
my response in insist
over and over...rowing
untying
this knotting rope
without losing
gentle's hope
 
feeling it all melt away
with soft words‒
he has to say
as he pulls me
in his sway
 
I want this‒
not just for today
but every day, in every way
 
I know the truth‒
when I look into his face
love...in every line
to trace
as his black hair
fades to gray
by his side
I feel everything safe
 
when he leaves the room
behind...closes the door
I'm left with my thoughts
shifting deep
in my core
 
yes, I'm tired of this
 
love is far more perfect
surrounded by his softness
then sitting in a room
lost in miss
his love
trying to forget
Continue reading “‘His Softness’”

‘You Bitch!’

Simple Ways for You to Defeat Negative Self Talk

A sample from Book 12

(October 16, 2018)—Are you mad at me for cussing? Get over yourself. This is a commentary that screams—It’s time for some cussing!

I’m going to give you some good information here if you suffer from depression, anger, negative self-talk to help you start turning things around in your life. Don’t worry. I’m taking this same journey, so let’s ride!

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