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‘Time’s Vastness’

January 10, 2024: ‘Time’s Vastness’…’…Your love is like the morning mist, like the early dew that disappears. Therefore, I cut you in pieces with My prophets, I killed you with the words of My mouth; My judgments flashed like lightning upon you. For I desire mercy, not sacrifice, and acknowledgement of God rather than burnt offerings….’—Hosea 6:4-11

Time's Vastness

we are given time
with those we love
we are given rhyme
to express that love

how much more
is there
to cover the heart
in time
to understand
the rhyme

in words
we express
there could be
nothing less
then passing a test
of humble's duress

a moment
one single moment
where love's duress
is challenged

a small challenge
mixed in all the moments
taken
from one moment

is it fully done
can you undo the moment
or continue
to the next moment

time
the ultimate test
a heart
on the block
as goes the hands
on the clock

shhh, shhh
wishing it would stop
roll back
recover the moment
rewind the clock

but no, time moves
forward
regrets linger
as the opening and closing
of a finger
it steadies in front of us
lingers
like smells of perfume

time doesn't stand still
as, at times
feelings we feel

forever changing
as in this world
comes and goes
danger

open up to time
hear it in
rhythm and rhyme
as goes time
so does the rhyme

(January 10, 2024)—After I wrote this, which I’m not sure I wrote it at all. I know that sounds silly, but it sounded like it was fed to me. After, I heard, ‘Open the book,’ and Hosea 6:4-11, which in my Bible, it is titled ‘Repentance Short-Lived’.

I don’t doubt anymore when it comes to these writings. I listen then I write. Here no one was identified, so I’ll just leave it at that.

‘What can I do with you, Ephraim? What can I do with you, Judah? Your love is like the morning mist, like the early dew that disappears. Therefore, I cut you in pieces with My prophets, I killed you with the words of My mouth; My judgments flashed like lightning upon you. For I desire mercy, not sacrifice, and acknowledgement of God rather than burnt offerings. Like Adam, they have broken the covenant—they were unfaithful to Me there. Gilead is a city of wicked men, stained with footprints of blood. As marauders lie in ambush for a man, so do bands of priests; they murder on the road to Shechem, committing shameful crimes. I have seen a horrible thing in the house of Israel. There Ephraim is given to prostitution and Israel is defiled. ‘Also for you, Judah, a harvest is appointed.’—Hosea 6:4-11

The photograph David chose is from October 23, 2019: The Dragon and the All-Seeing Eye. There are letters in the sky. It is not for me to figure them out.

‘Humble’s Renaissance’

‘Humble’s Renaissance’…I can’t force this knowledge on you. I can only share what is given to me. And I do it willingly. I was reluctant to share these today. And both of Them gave me time to think about it. Just like in the Crucifixion Vision, Yeshuah made me take the time to think about my decision before answering Him. This is Yeshuah’s nature. He wants you to think about it, consider all the options….’

Humble's Renaissance

to awaken to pride
is the beginning of humble
it is the awful brunt
of every bunk
‒it is the chunk
that needs debunk

pride is an awful crutch
so ever hard to crunch
cast out and flush

but it is a must

you must take its every bump
‒squash
tell it to forever―hush

God† will surely
give its punt
testing your ways
‒bleeding you out
with every punch

hold on to every Jesus† crumb
for His† help is not junk
but a brush
for every error to expunge
‒engulf you with grace
after pride is strickened
from your every gulp

take heart‒
your life is at stake
not of disease or disabilities
but of the light's plush
of your being's love

to survive life's bug
‒waddle through all the mud
to make it to everlasting
‒the humbling cuff
must be the supreme product
of all that you plug

so let God† unplug
each piece of pride
let Him† make you tough
let Him† make you enough
‒the honor to wear
of His† kingdom's hut
the one—not below
but above
(all that glory stuff)
the makings
of what constitutes
pure, enduring
love

(September 6, 2023)―The following works: ‘Trapped Under’, ‘The Riches of Lowliness’, ‘Humble’s Renaissance’, ‘The Ant’s Surface’, ‘Lesson’s Given’, ‘To Be Known’, ‘The Showth of God†‘ and ‘‘a Ways from Danger’ were written between August 27 and September 3, 2023 preceding Yeshuah’s ‘Step Found’ which was given September 5, 2023.

The screenshot David chose is from a photograph taken October 23, 2019: The Dragon and the All-Seeing Eye.

‘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 Lord—‘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

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
Continue reading “‘To Not See in Shame’”

‘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
Continue reading “‘Pulling A Jonah’”

‘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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