‘Conditional Response’ (Jesus)…Following the way of Jesus is really simple. It is those who must be part of the collection that make it hard because they ridicule, criticize, compare, judge, insult, hate, and abuse physically, mentally, and spiritually all of Jesus’ sheep.
Conditioned Response (Jesus)
whatever the noise
whatever the poise
it's always a choice
except when it comes to the collection
then they 'must' be followed
to be accepted
they flock to popularity
even if it is not true
even if it is all lies
as long as it's popular
it doesn't matter
dictation by popularity
seems the way of the world
it was the same‒
when I† walked the earth
nothing much has changed
when the collection speaks
they followthe truth...the way
love without betraying
love without resenting
love without hate
love without abusing
love isn't hard
yet it is the most difficult
to love without sin
I† am Emmanuel†
I† taught love
what it means to love
to burden another soul
is not love
to betray is not love
to hold grudges is not love
to hate and judge is not love
to cheat, obstruct, conjure is not lovelove is easy
when done without sin
to get to the kingdom
with pure love
My† sheep know love
My† sheep are few
they spread love
listen: hear them, listen to them
for they will lead you
to My† Father's† door
Note: David chose the photograph from October 8, 2019: Oil Spill Warning. It is a screen shot taken from the below photograph. He was showing me the faces, hence, spiritual beings that are around us all the time. The eyes of God whom keep watch on us. No matter how hard our life is, there is a purpose for it. Trust in God. Go to Jesus and find your way instead of following the collection, which always lead with lies and betrayal and hypocrisy.
(September 3, 2021)—Jesus. Teaching. Teaching after the following Scripture was presented to me. God’s love is hard love. My love is hard love. Since He put His hand on me in 2019, since I contended with Him, He has changed me from Soft to Hard, even in my appearance. Don’t contend with the Lord. If you belong to Jesus, He will scold you to the fullest, but He will let you live. And by live I don’t mean as in the body. I mean as in the spirit, which is more important when it comes to life. Jesus’ sheep pay their prices while on earth, so they remain in life. Remember this when you complain and cry. Don’t let envy and ego cloud your judgment of what is really happening in your life.
God IS. His power is beyond awesome. Currently, His wrath is on us. Yes, He sent the virus. Read Numbers 16. That is just one account of God sending a plague (virus) on those whom He needs to scold, punish. The preachers of the world lie to you. As when they lie to you about money. No, you are NOT to make money off of God and Jesus. You can only make enough to support your family in a most humble of manners then the rest is for the poor, the hungry, etc. , etc. All these YouTube preachers…of the world. Popularity as Jesus teaches.
‘Who has helped you utter these words? And whose spirit spoke from your mouth?’—Job 26:1-4
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!
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.
True love. When you’re willing do hard love to save another person…when you sacrifice your own self, your own heart, to force the heal, God sees. When you do that, you’ve done Jesus’ work…laying a foundation for His love to take over.
Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken on November 9th. The bride and groom. The sign of Jonah plays an important part in this image. Resurrection. Heal.
I went after the leprosy with everything I had– in my raging diplomacy
as you crucified me I forced my eyes in see there was evil lurking– in supremacy it had you by the balls– sucking you up in turbulency
so I forced the trenchancy put my own life– in uneasy fighting in urgency in a faith-based vagrancy using a ferocious vulgarity mixed with heart-filled tranquility
it was a war in predominancy a constant in persistency with a Jesus†-driven prophecy in scripture proficiency
I refused to give in– to its juvenile delinquency as it continued its obvious redundancy
no...I had a certain resiliency a God†-powered superiority –a whole lot of bayou-girl tenacity
I wavered all my constitutionality plus my respectability –my inward-driven notability
yeah, I rebuked its notoriety with a whole lot of animosity a bit of flavored immaturity –a bit of raging hostility
no matter the difficulty I broke its embedded dynasty
Keep pushing through. The gifts waiting are far more than you ever dreamed. Cry, scream, slam your fist into walls…know it will be okay. Your life is just beginning.—kel
I Work For You
I'm here struggling, too run, jump...come through my energy I pass to you in flight I visit you my love I give to you helping you get through
I work for you say prayers in twos we said our adieus not in words of true but in faces of blue as pride and ego forced the cue –what's already written in the book of truth
I know you see it, too you feel my energy– in heart, get through leaving you in tads of confuse run, jump...come through –it's the spirit of soothe passing it all to you
look to the morning doves‒ as on the ground lies the dew no need to kneel in a pew just look up‒ they are watching you even hearing what you're thinking, too
I work for you in a manifestation clue run, jump...come through it'll be okay whatever you're going through keep going‒ the time line...right on cue I'll be waiting for you through all your doubt‒ through all the emotions that swarm you‒ give it to the words do God's† waiting on you urgency in time's review as I lay working for you knowing you'll get through ‒forgiven will be all your past dues
Healing individual and nation byway of God’s tests!
there were so many‒ but not quite like the three babylon, rome, egypt
babylon wiped from the map rome...an enemy-insertion trap as egypt turns to left-over scrap
there were many other nations tribes around the world worshiping their gods in a swirl disappearing...gone ‒their gods' validation
God† over-shadows all others they last quite a while then smothered God† doesn't interfere doesn't even bother ‒leave them to the world's wonder just how many gods are under the thunder?
once mighty rulers having gold and emeralds hundreds of years‒ forcing slaves to dry them tears in each heart placements of fear thousands of years controllers held dear
all before: Jesus† appeared
slowly, slowly rulers of such magnitude...disappeared
are you blind...think so queer that you can out smart‒ thousands of years!
just three: babylon, rome, egypt oh my! thousands of years they had reason‒ held their egos so dear forcing love to the rear live by hate, pride‒ the shield...instilling fear
but barely old enough to even see rough! built up pride and ego not even three hundred years! laugh, laugh, laugh ‒the emptying of the glass chances were given to help you last ‒you're just using it in sass
sweet, sweet land of milk and honey days are coming less sunny
countries with more maturity countries with much more history fell to the feet of the Mystery† ancestors left with no one to call majesty ‒take heed to that of sincerity you're wasting a gift‒ too young...a baby not even close to maturity ego, pride, greed‒ wasted years in cruelty falling to the hands of evil in royalty!
The truth of planting seeds by-way of Jeremiah! It’s time for hurting to take the personal responsibility to heal.
they're out there enjoying life those who lied and betrayed while she sits in silence waiting for her time
they all believe the opposite of what is true they are all blinded in fool while her tears cause her to drool praying...her inward tool for being condemned doing what she was supposed to do
all abandoned her deciding to judge where no judgment was due pitying her– where no pitying was due
so she accepts the cross ‒knowing full well...who's in charge in the waves of other's flaws like a rage doll...she was tossed
but her hopes stayed with the light their insecurities weren't even her fight in her eyes she just watched their blight screamed at them in her troubled fight thinking it was her right standing up for herself against the night those suffering for lack of insight in only the Lord† can things ever be right
yes, she watched...screamed with all her might years of blight‒ but it was never her fight ‒she was already in the light
so she waits...sometimes in cry accepting the silence her temporary confinement for ever lasting enlightenment as those who suffer inside play with false lives on the outside ‒the lost coveting what they lost concealing in lies...lost not knowing what it means to take it to the cross
yes, they condemn her, judge her placing her in depressed...lost when all the while‒ what they refused to see she was always a faithful child of the Boss†!