Hands On Me You† speak to me I write all that You† send sometimes I feel broken then realize it's You† passing on emotion Lord†, I tried to engage into all this societal rage but all it does‒ push me further in a cage then You† say I'm in no cage I'm protected by Your† holy sage I read all that they say I want to join in keep them from sinking but You† say let them be it is not for me to keep so I watch their hate I see all the saturate I notice the intended bait then I watch the take it all leads me to praying wanting to beg of You†: 'destroy my enemies' then I think of these so-called enemies they aren't really they are just lost and insecure making me want to pray: 'shake them all up make them see' ‒You† aren't some pope on a hill surrounded by wealth You† aren't some politician pretending to stand for justice You† aren't some preacher yelling 'I stand for Christ†' You† aren't some celebrity thinking they have a say no...You† are all of them putting before each forcing decisions in preach testing hearts byway of chaos no, I'm not in any cage I stand outside of the rage watching each God† move make its wave for on this head Your† hand is laid ‒in Your† words my every move is bathed so here I'll wait in solemn wonder‒ pray for Your† anger to go away when all the hearts have been weighed and Jesus† has His† say thank you my heavenly Father† for showing me the way thank You† for holding me in Your† gentle warmth‒ giving me a place to lay and words to say Your† glory is brighter every day please don't destroy these so-called enemies instead give them a shake so they too can see Your† way ‒a forcing of hands only You†, my gracious Lord† have the power to lay
Note: The photograph was taken September 27, 2019: Love from Heaven. I titled it this because I needed some love after the visions that I had been given and I put out for all to read. I was, at this time, really having a hard time with what I was being told about the things that were appearing in the frames, but I put them up anyway and waited. In this set, He, that would be God, was answering me byway of the Orbs and symbols. The double white and pink Orbs were telling me about this promise He has made to me and the Orbs on my mouth, telling me I was speaking truth, and the Orbs on my neck and the symbols that eventually began appearing there was telling me about problems with the neck: throat, breath, that was coming….i.e. the virus and the urgency for me to quit smoking. It all makes perfect sense to me. To see society beat itself up as the Lord said they would is heartbreaking!
(August 14)—It was put in my heart to write first, then when I finished, ‘Open the book.’ Job 30:1-15 – Job 31: 5-8, included below. The Lord showing me that instead of destroying those who hurt me, my enemies, He will humble them. All those lost to gossip, criticism; all those who deleted me out of their life for being who I am, a good person who speaks the truth; all those who ignore me when they should love me; all those who used me and manipulated my life to better their own, God will humble. He’s going to force them to see their wrong and admit their wrong. I’d rather that then have them killed as His servants did in Biblical times. I’m not the warrior type in that sense of the word. I’m all for second and third and forth and on and on chances. I forgive easily.
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