‘Bases for Virginity’

Drinking from His cup isn’t easy. Adhering to Satan, now that’s easy: drink it up, smoke it up, sex it up, lie, manipulate, deceive steal, kill, hate, argue, blame, judge, yell. Jesus’ cup: LOVE!

Bases for Virginity
 
I have bedded many men
I've committed this sin
that sin
but none to go above win
I've dipped my foot
in stealing
I've never been much
in dealing
or...others...mistreating
 
still...God's† hand
found its way
where ever I stand
 
down, down, down
to a pitted clown
even when I helped
all around
even when I gave
with a mind in sound
 
oh! the tears I've shed
oh! the pain I've bled
betrayed by the wed
‒humans in dread
 
that knife dug in
'til they thought
I was dead
 
abandonment was their hymn
out of sight, out of mind
with her away‒
she's the blame
of all of them
 
my anger grew‒
you understand
deception...I'm not a fan
money, power‒
I don't think that grand
 
everyone...at me...frowned
me...a different direction
bound
God† needed my feet
on the ground
He† needed to rebuild me
so solidly...I'd be found
 
He† pounded and pounded
my home, my family
my friends, my children
my dreams, my education
my experiences‒
all of it...He† did shred
 
pushing me
pounding me
blocking me
‒as I lay screaming
and crying
yelling and denying
my Father† kept disciplining
me
‒on and on
'til I wanted to rest
in dying
 
but He† wouldn't let me
He† placed guilt
in my heart
so I cried
'til I fell apart
again and again
piercing me over and over
with His† mighty dart
forcing my hand
to deliver words to man
for the Lord† to take
His† stand
where ever I ran
 
He† killed me
after building me
then rebuilt me
‒made me His† witness
His† pain lays
on my body
He† revels to me
His† plan
for a new history
then I watch it unfold
making me feel old
but His† love‒
I'm completely sold
for He† tore me
then put me together
to wane any weather
with a force making me cry
even wishing to die
for His† glory surrounding me
for His† power holds me
for He† has unscaled my eyes
‒unwaxed my ears
all my senses
are completely His†
 
but first...I had to break
not once, not twice
but over and over
'til I knew it was Him†
'til I knew my Father†
wanted me to write for Him†
not out of my imagination
but directly Him†
Tetragrammaton†
for I am in Him†
and He† is in me
so it goes with Jesus†
me with the Holy Trinity†
 
 

Notes: On Feb. 9, Rough Waters…Millions Will Die, a lot of things were revealed to me, but I wasn’t allowed to see them until about a week ago. The question mark (?) was in the sky several times that day, as well as the anchor and images of faces in the clouds. That was on top of the strong waves in the lake, which I had never seen before. Not that the lake has never been rough. I’m sure it has. It was just my first time experiencing it. How this came about is explained on the subpage. Just click the link and see all the things David pointed out to me.

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(June 24)—I’ve written millions of words for you, the future, but the Lord wants me to still go deeper. He wants me to write what He does to me so that you will understand who He is in every sense of the word, every being of your body. I hope when my life ends and you are left with just the words I wrote for Him that I have done right by Him so that you may prevail.

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‘The Good Samaritan’s Heart’

‘They will hate you because of Me’ He said. He meant that. That evil whore is out to destroy all that is Love. Are you going to allow that?

 The Good Samaritan's Heart
 
we pay homage–
to the good life
dressing nice
buying nice
painting our faces and nails
wearing aftershaves and perfumes
wearing diamonds and gold
building pretty buildings
polishing its glass and steal
 
leaving out in life–
what is real
 
we raise glasses to toast
we eat and drink
gossip in the roast
we turn to gluttony–
our bodies reveal its sincerity
in pictures...it shows
 
we turn the other cheek
off...we blow
saying
'it's the good life
we've earned its glow'

 
then we pass them
on the street
cough it up–
'they don't try
they let their dreams die
oh, poor them–
let the devil fry'

 
then return to our
fat-ingested life
of fancy buildings
dry-cleaned clothes
shiny diamonds and gold
drinking merrily
with friends in loads
laughing and gossiping
–as another dies
from the fry
 
it is those
who were crucified
by those ignorant lives
who doesn't just walk on by
–they give up their life
for those lost in the fry
for it’s the reason
why
Jesus†...on the cross
died
 
and as they struggle
in their own lives–
they help
the poor, the meek, the mild
they comfort those mourning
they tend the sick and lame
having to beg for money
pulling in their pride
asking...begging
from those who crucified
from those letting Jesus† die
over and over
in the tears shed
from the fry
 
the good heart
willing to do their part
as the ignorant
tears them a part
for they know
this is just a stop
the part filled with knots
on their way to God†
–in His† house
where lives
no more knots
no timings of clocks!
 
 
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‘Entrusted Servant’

It is through the power of the Lord that we listen and hear His voice and then do what He ask of us. For it is through faith, that we hear. For it is through love, that we do.

 Entrusted Servant
 
I do not know you
I do not know
if you answered the do'
 
I have
 
I know God's† providence
for me
I questioned
then He† made me see
 
I do not know
what  you are to do
I do what He's† told me to–
deliver His† message to you
‒now I know the voice–
who it belongs to
 
you may not know
what He† wants of you
but I know
what He† wants of me
I must give to you
what He's† given to me
 
I cannot turn back
I cannot undo
what He's† done for me
 
what He† has not given to you
you do not have to worry
what you cannot undo
‒you do not have to worry
doing...what He's† asked of you
for you do not know
 
I do know
‒I cannot undo
what He's†
asked me to do
so I'll do
what He† wants me to do
for He's† asked me to
 
it is so
what I now know
He's† given me seeds to sow
I don't have to guess
who will help them grow
for I already know
for He† told me so

‘A Waiting Maze’

God patiently awaits for you to choose by-way of Zechariah! The 4th message to you ‘Today’s Society’. It’s up to you to listen!

 A Waiting Maze
 
He's† not going to help
what you can do yourself
be wise, full of zeal
each other...truth...tell
don't condemn your brother
stay clear and calm of harm
evil...raise alarms
don't buy into charm
 
recognize...yes, recognize
what's in disguise
your responsibility
your turn to be wise
see through lies
it's time to stop the randomize
heal those traumatized
‒save them from lies
 
there's no such thing as elves
‒must believe in self
feelings for another...felt
in order for you to help
 
you've wasted enough time
draw that much needed line
understand...the Divine†
before it's too late
to even try
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‘Testing Will’

Testimony: One of God’s messengers. Saying YES to the Big Man Upstairs…no matter what! My 4-year journey for love, no matter the consequences!

 Testing Will
 
He† knows me deep within
He† knows I'd give in
then...feel the guilt of sin
 
He† held me
within this evil den
all along–
as I felt alone and abandoned
as I cried and cried
struggling, fighting
–evil's bid to win
 
four years in this brethren
a feel of insanity's hymn
negative thoughts...pounding
smothered in foreign emotions
evil aware of the reason
–knowing
the purpose of my season
 
sometimes
losing it without praying
lost in extreme's commotion
at me...came every explanation
learning my self
in its manipulation
 
evil tried to win
it tried everything
digging its teeth within
 
my angels were fighting
holding me in their wings
'til I was in delivering
–my will weakening...strengthening
a day-to-day variation
–wanting it all to end
 
this sixth sense
gave its warning
the stay kept on coming
along with each
secretive manifestation
in hiding
as anxiety and panic
kept attacking
 
my self-esteem
furiously stripping
burying me in ignoring
playing in my sexuality–
what was left
of its intention
through emotional baiting
fight's annihilation
this dizzying world
kept me sinking
'til my hands
living in jittering
my eyes...blurring, drying
my hair in constant falling
my weight in agonizing gaining
my chest in heavy palpitations
my body lost
in fatigue's aggravation
my mind fighting negative
horrid inventions
my mouth became
acid's salutation
from yelling, screaming
foul annotations
to a vicious appeal
in chanting
 
I held on tight
to the calling
knowing...soon...it was ending
pleading and begging
praying and sleeping
dreaming and imagining
–holding on to
the coming glorification
 
packing and moving
God's† quick verification
to do it
even through questioning, doubting
–it all wasn't fabrication
or some childish exaggeration
but a purposeful delivering intention
–a message coming through....
fighting evil's blocking mechanism
for a soul in saving
me: a favor in returning
as God's† hardened instrumentation
 
I took it in breaking
codependency's formulation
–holding on tight
to God's† coming verification
all...
leading to enlightening, awakening
a coming out
spiritual connection
 
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