‘Life’ (Yeshuah)

‘Life’ (Yeshuah)…But after the three and half days a breath of life from God entered them, and they stood on their feet, and terror struck those who saw them. Then they heard a loud voice from Heaven saying to them, ‘Come up here.’ And they went up to Heaven in a cloud, while their enemies looked on. At that very hour there was a severe earthquake and a tenth of the city collapsed. Seven thousand people were killed in the earthquake, and the survivors were terrified and gave glory to the God of Heaven. The second woe has passed; the third woe is coming soon.—Revelations 11:11-14

Life (Yeshuah)

what is life
have you ever sat down
wondered its true meaning
not for some kind of materialness
or natureness
or religionness
but for life itself

I† was always
then I† became man
then I† am, is

you are the same

you are given life
then the task
is to keep life
to be given eternal life

it is long enduringness
it is many lives into one
given you the opportunity
to increase or decrease

I† am going to teach you
a simple lesson

a lily is beautiful
she comes in many forms
different colors and shapes
but she is still
a lily

she blossoms, lives briefly
then withers and dies
then a season passes
and she again blossoms
returning again and again
for as long as
she is nourished properly

she'll continue to return
until she has completed
her entire cycle

what causes a lily
not to return
is dependant of man
the soil he uses
the nourishment he gives
or he just uproots her
and throws her into the fire

her living
depends on the world
around her

she is planted by God†
uprooted and seeded by man
and her demise
depends on man

each human is just like the lily
this generation
is coming to an end
it is critical for you
to understand
the life of a lily

Notes: The photograph David led me was taken September 27, 2019: Love from Heaven. The photograph was taken at 5:55:39.

(August 26, 2022)—After ‘Life’, He led me to Revelations 11: 1, 2 through Revelations 11:11-14. I leave this to you to figure out.

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‘A Gone Again Flower’ (God)

‘A Gone Again Flower’ (God) ‘…before the appointed time arrives and that day sweeps on like chaff, before the fierce anger of the Lord comes upon you, before the day of the Lord’s wrath comes upon you. Seek the Lord, all you humble of the land, you who do what He commands. Seek righteousness, seek humility; perhaps you will be sheltered on the day of the Lord’s anger.’—Zephaniah 2:1-3

A Gone Again Flower (God) 

mixed emotions
brings in more confusion
without knowing Him†
the one I† sent

why are you so light
in the head

open up the vessel
spread
stop seeing the color red
listen to words read

it is in these words
that I† lay
the Father Almighty God†
whimsing up courage
for you to pray

as time moves on
the course set
for a country's vastness
all the words sent
through the ages
were sincere

I† don't waste

a pillaging
of the innocent

in secret
you don't hear
their cries
but out in the open
you may see common sense

how dull you are
to pillage My† seed
your sexual gratifications
your impurities
enormous and vast

an awakening wonder
open your sleepy eyes
to the ways of God†
Me†!
the one and only living
creator

you've been asleep for too long

I† am moving
feel Me† moving

My† seed longs to hear
your retribution
your redemption
against all your 
condemnations

why do you remain
so silent
until silence is screaming
in red

it is not metal upon metal
that causes your bleakness
it is the absence of Him†
that brings the weakness

'o prostituted forum
spiteful need for greed
more and more things
taking the place of Me†

hypocrites!

I† call you in play
the vastness of your
ignorant display
your entertaining ways
your adulthood gone astray
wanting the innocent
to grow too fast
in your enormous vastness
in your enormous solitude
of compliance
to man's awesome
greediness

awaken 'o massness
of multitudes
you have shut down 
humanist
the emotional bases
of life

you have taken confusion
passed its blame
on young minds
who aren't mature enough
to compute

you 'o adultness
trying to force the compute
changing portions
of the innocent
without their mature consent
pushing your greediness
on their young minds
giving them maturity
in immature minds

'o blasphemous agony!
you have forsaken
the seed of My† youth
passing blames
instead of ownership
you are at hand
in My† wrath!

'o arrogance of time
your sympathy doesn't count
your waywardness
will ripen

the children will come
into maturity
and strip you of yours!

you let them be misused
for comfort
without understanding
without vanity of trial

'o justice see truth
wage your scales
My† Son† holds the sickles
His† time of judgment
will increase

'o arrogance's mindless fruit
your idols
have forsaken you
your entertaining worship
has betrayed you

it cannot save you!

more will return to Me†
more will be rescued
before that dreadful day

time moves time
that of the drug-out nine
don't listen
don't listen
hear the bells toll

watch from 'afar
you'll know your role

the appeasement of Me†
falls against you

these words could save you
or destroy you

the Lord Almighty God†
moves the pen
this isn't luxury
this is set in stone

My† stone!

awaken 'o world of nations
see greatness fall
see a coming age
when they'll watch these words
written with a pen
breathe

I† am He†
the alpha and the omega
seek the holy one
the one given authority
to give and to take

redeem yourself
'o prostituted one

the combine
a formidable change
agility of hope
to reappear

says the Lord Almighty†
the sovereign of all

not before My† waves'
complete
a Father's† hand
upon an unruly child
for striping the innocent
passing the blame
ignoring the homeless
beating My† gift to man
pillage of the sick
for moneys

your slavery will be
spread wide
after a wailing
an indescribable howl
through every street
without songs
without merriment

suffrage
for adults who can't be
who need idols
who need comfort in stuff
instead of parents

suffrage
for children who can't
take care of their parents
who tuck them away
not to be seen
to die alone

My† wrath is incomplete!

for nations of uselessness
the result of your
immense control
is seen in its trueness
when control is taken
from your hands

the people can't think
for themselves
they lack My† commands
they lack self control
for they believe things
will breathe
for they think money
will breathe

you failed 'o leadership
you put them in illusion
a basking manifestation
of imagination

reality means nothing
reality what is

I† am!
I† am IS!

you are because I† am!

I† am sovereign
over all
no place goes unpunished
by what is sovereign
over all

grace, My† grace, comes
if you follow My† commands
if you take My† Son†
as your leader first
above man

I† am!

says the Lord Almighty God†

Notes: The photograph is from November 9, 2019: Certainty of Visions.

(May 28, 2022)―He then led me to Zephaniah 1:14-18 and Zephaniah 2:1-3.

He has passed judgment on all the false prophets, shepherds, preachers who are using Jesus’ name in vain. They are fully condemned in the eyes of God. None of them belong to Him. No preacher, shepherd or prophet who belongs to God makes money to make himself wealthy. No one of God’s direct servants become wealthy by any means because of God or Jesus. These people are stealing your money, they are not healers, they are not prophets, they are not even a called shepherd or disciple. They are children of Satan and they are enjoying you.

The Great Day of the LordThe 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

Judah’s Day of the Lord‘Gather together, gather together, O shameful nation, before the appointed time arrives and that day sweeps on like chaff [waste, garbage, litter, debris; bullying], before the fierce anger of the Lord comes upon you, before the day of the Lord’s wrath comes upon you. Seek the Lord, all you humble of the land, you who do what He commands. Seek righteousness, seek humility; perhaps you will be sheltered on the day of the Lord’s anger.’—Zephaniah 2:1-3

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.

‘To Not See in Shame’

Micah adds to the importance of the Choose!

 To Not See in Shame
 
He's† coming–
He's† watching and...tired
nothing has changed
all lost in shame
playing a tireless game
for simple gain
‒forgetting His† glorious name
 
He's† coming‒
your songs are deranged
your mentality strange
believing in sports' games
gold chains and diamond rings
leaving His† name
out of range
condemning those who sang
glorifying His† name
 
He's† coming‒
152 sets the range
in time...sets the change
choose which side‒
you'll play your game
then it will be set
no more chances to change
you choose
it's your time
to arrange the change
before time
gets out of range
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‘Pulling A Jonah’

Adhering to the Message!

 Pulling A Jonah
 
you can run
but you can't hide
upon you, lies God's† eye
from one end to the next‒
He† does not change His† tide
He† remains the same‒
in all colors of die
 
no use in the pretend‒
no use in loud or shy
His† call to you to ride–
to accept or to deny
either way
you'll pay with your life
eternity in die
eternity in the light
you choose
you have that right
 
‒that calling comes
from really high‒
you can run
but you can't hide
you...He'll† seek and find
throw you in perils of life
'til you accept with every sigh
 
cry little birdie...cry
He'll† wait
'til you get the right high
bowing your head
reaching for the sky
 
He'll† force your comply
He† knows your heart inside
His† calling
from within or outside
important for the rise
He'll† rage the water‒
'til you submit to the cry
then you'll see‒
the beauty of the light
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‘What Says You’

I am woman and my faith is my Choice!

 What Says You
 
defiance in its true nature
reaches those too immature
to know the difference
‒a veiled struggling creature
avoiding words of the one
true teacher
 
over two thousand years ago
blood fell on hands‒
those in the know
as they began to sow
deceptions made
of silver and gold
dawning black hats and robes
ignoring what Jesus† came to show
choices of ignorance
they choose
‒God† released His† grasp
His† hold
 
time slips in its venture
here and there...new adventures
‒words remain
from the one and only teacher
He† will come
without another lecture
He† will come
in storms of weather
they'll be no guessing‒
go on being the hater, the abuser
you won't have to wonder
when it's time‒
you won't deny
the presence of the creator
 
so go on...go!
be the reason
for destruction...hold
be thoughtless and bold
He's† coming!
He's† coming
absent silver and gold
He's† coming to decide‒
who stays, who goes
who rises, who He† shall behold
 
152...a good number to consider
ignore...it doesn't matter
He's† never been the taker
‒a constant in giver
lessons, tests‒
giving all chances in reconsider
now His† patience is on the damper
time is over...in chatter
get on your knees‒
be the prayer
change your heart
to the honest giver
repent in matters of sinner
‒time in choose
is now on the ledger‒
no turning back‒
He's†  becoming the taker!
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‘Time Allotment’

Healing individual and nation byway of God’s tests!

 Time Allotment
 
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!
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‘Renewing Spirit’ and ‘The Awakening’

For the Children…It’s a CHOICE!

 Renewing Spirit
 
I wake up to an empty dawn
raise my hands up
give thanks...without a yawn
knowing I wasn't deceived
I wasn't a pawn
by the One† wiser
than a fawn
 
take me, take me whole
in Your† arms...hold
for I'm just in mold
clay being recast
in gentle's bold
 
awaken me
give me strength
take me from death‒
wash away my sins
put joy in my heart
weaken this defensive anguish
steady my hands
calm my pulse
give me the words
to speak to them
like a boss
 The Awakening
 
it is of great joy
those willing to voice
‒given a sincere choice
bent over
wrapped in foil
thrown out
like a broken toy
 
those from suffering
will be the saving
their choice
in their hearts
no need to sort
 
the warnings
are coming to pass
make the choice
make it last
listen to words
already cast
fires in blast
soon to be coming fast
 
love, love one another
protect each other
from evil's smother
know life
know how to cover
shielded in hope
for your coming Brother†
 
don't be weary
don't be tired
for the light isn't a liar
but from the One† higher
the One†, your deliverer
your mother, father
brother, sister
your everlasting Father†
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‘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
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‘Shelters From Storms’

Using our gifts the right way byway of Matthew! How do we discover our gifts? How to use them? How to multiple our inside wealth? Easy. Listen.

 Shelters From Storms
 
take these gifts...give them more
open, open...will be doors
no more seeking to find
say this is mine
it shall be yours
 
place bets on things
instead of doors
what's yours will be no more
 
treasures are found
in gifts stored
open, open the doors
heal from your sores
be fierce...the power is yours
 
take these gifts...do more
help the needy, help the poor
put life in their décor
never asking what for
 
open, open the door
don't be the evil's whore
take what you know‒
take it and soar
high, high...my little commodore
what you wish...will be yours
for without fear‒
the Lord†, you adored!
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‘Solitary Confinement’

The truth of planting seeds by-way of Jeremiah! It’s time for hurting to take the personal responsibility to heal.

 
Solitary Confinement
 
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†!
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