Tag: patience

‘Dominance of Origin’ (Yeshuah)

…Its ruins I will rebuild, and I will restore it that the remnant of men may see the Lord, and all the Gentiles who bear My name, says the Lord, who does these things’ [Amos 9:11,12] 

Dominance of Origin (Yeshuah) 

it's plain to see
manipulation's twisted fate
with love you have a date
if you remain
in the course of straight

it is never too late
hold hands on a date
seek a forever mate
if you just stay
live My† way

it is I†, Yeshuah†
listen here
to the words I† say

sometimes patience is key
love takes time in grow
it isn't always simple
in nature
sometimes it takes
being away
to understand
one's fate

listen close, listen intensely
words in truth never lie
time gets put aside
still moving forward
but still at the same time

it is in patience
that it drives
a simple byway
changing courses of time

love does that

it is hollow
then it's full
but what is deemed
by the Father†
will be
even when you can't see
the possible
it is

time marks change

what you see in others
isn't always truth
things don't mark love
things can't measure faith
things can't speak or hug

you will come to see this in time

love marked by the Father†
will always be

it's trusting in Him†
it's being patient
and a willingness
to always be ready

what's marked love
will always be love
it will always find its way
home

trust in the process
love hurts at times
always for reason
to build
to awaken
let it grow in its natural form

it will come to you
if God† deemed it so

(July 8, 2022)—He led me to Acts 15:1-5 through Acts 15:30-35 after the writing.

Love is true. For me, as His servant, He keeps me straight because truth is important. He once told His prophets that He will dumb-down those who ‘think‘ they are smarter than Him. He does this to me when I get too proud or do what He said ‘not‘ to do. I had to learn His ways the hard way.

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‘A Time In Between’ (God)

This is the in between time…the time between the time given to pray and heal and the time of the warnings, as in the first few Visions of 2019.

A Time In Between (God)

they rally for Peace
look at them in the streets
young and absent-minded
not knowing
from where they are from

it is I†, the Lord Almighty†
it is from Me† that they come
but they do not know
for their fathers failed
to follow My† instructions

away with them
a broken heart is a broken heart
in time it will mend
and in the mending
all will be forgiven

from high, I† see
a constant peril of souls
My† Son† has been speaking
you have not been listening
this will be on your heads
says the Lord Almighty†

it is I† who speaks
tell the people these Words
woman whom I† chose
forget their senseless nagging
they do not know from which they speak

they are blinded from the Truth
for they have not proven themselves

(At this time, my alarm on my phone went off. I got up and turned it off, then returned.
He said, 'Do you think there's more to write?'
I answered, 'Yes.'
He replied, 'And there is.')

accountability
all nations will have to account for their sins
I† will do the accounting, says the Lord Almighty†
I† will place judgment on them as I† see fit
until then, a heart is broken, but
the heart will mend in time
time given
time earned
it is for Me† to decide which time

I'm† not done
I'm† taking accountability
if you want to blame, blame Me†
for it is My† hand sweeping among you
if I† want to call out names,
I† shall
but this isn't a time for names
this is a time for accountability
a time to see what is in your hearts

I† still see the idolism among you
it sets those of the world apart from the chosen
those whom deserve a Kingdom

The vibration stopped and I stopped hearing Him.
Then He came back suddenly and said:

says the Lord Almighty†

(September 24, 2021)—The explanations included in the above piece, God said to include it.

After reading the Scripture He sent me to and rereading the name of this piece, ‘A Time In Between,’ then the piece itself, I get it. He said the virus was ‘The Adjunct’…extra time given to pray and heal. Patience has always been His demand of me. This is the in between time…the time between the time given to pray and heal and the time of the warnings, as in the first few Visions of 2019.

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‘Undo What’s Done’

You are worth every bit of struggle. It is up to you to take those struggles and help others with theirs. That’s the meaning of being the body and Jesus† being the head. He† is with you. Never forget that!

 Undo What's Done
  
 you are His† son
 a tiny dot of sun‒
 that can wage wars
 beneath the stars
 from so close
 yet so far
  
 I feel it all‒
 deep inside
 ‒you have
 what it takes
 undo what's done
 ‒show the world
 your sum
  
 you are His† son
 larger than life
 cut by a knife
 bleeding deep‒
 from the inside
 ‒throw it, throw it
 far from your outside
 grow outward‒
 don't hide
  
 prove to Him†
 you are more‒
 than just a son
  ‒you are a light
 shining
 from a darkened sun

(Written September 25, 2019)

‘Backlash’ (Crucifixion Vision)

You must learn to fight with your mind!

 Backlash
  
 He's† coming
His† fierce wrath
 –a warning
that will steal your laugh
  
 He's† waited
as you gently
took your bath
 seeing you
enjoy your treasures
He's glad
  
 His† simplicity‒
 riddled with an interesting sass
 if you fall too far behind
on the graph
 He† has an unwavering strap
 administered by
a father's unconditional love‒
 in a dash
 giving you a chance
to bounce back
 from your deep, darkened nap
  
 but you haven't read
the telegraph
 you haven't heard
the endless knocking raps
 you haven't heard
the crash, the clash
 or the blast
 you haven't even heard
the slush
 of His† slow drag
  
 instead
you waddle like an ass
 pretending to celebrate
honor His† flag
 while others...with a bat
so willing to bash
  
 round and round
 lap after lap
 slowly distorting Him†
in every class
 mixing it all up–
 commoners can't even grasp
 leaving it all
to be given in mass
 not willing
to take on the task
 –it's all been a trap
  
 the mark of the beast–
 will be an easy lash
 they will be willing–
 without any wording sass
 let alone
a flame from a shiny blast
  
 how to measure gullibility–
 the strength needed
to cure this rash
 will take more
than attending a mass
 or around waist
wrapping a sash
  
 in the mind
will come the nag
 –a played-out invisible rag
 strange thoughts
making a face sag
 doubt...oh! how nasty!
its constant drag
 heaviness and confusion–
 mixing it all up in lag
  
 there's a better way to combat
 this dark invisible rag
 –powers hidden
once sealed–
 too high to be grasped
 it's now time
to bathe in its vast
 opening it up–
 the vaults...down...smash
  
 mind for mind...slash
 taking control back
 before the Lamb† comes
in a flash
 open up for a higher stash
 –sorting through trash
 with an energy in splash
  
 yes, He's† coming
 a warning in passing
 a chance to be given
for a new class
 a higher way
fighting in blast
 a choice in self's brass
 –thrive in eternity's musical jazz
 or fall in evil's
forever fire-pitting trap

(August 24, 2019)―Wow! is how today began. A jolting out of bed at 4 a.m. to write. I didn’t want to get up. Three times I was literally jolted out of bed. I finally got up and I’ve been writing ever since. That’s what I’m suppose to do: keep writing.

I mentioned in a few writings that I’ll eventually have a section on here about my meditation journey…it will either be in a category or an entire section to itself. All I know is that I’m on an extraordinary journey and I’ve been on this journey for years now, only this time it’s elevated, and I’m to share the entire process here.

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‘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

(August 14, 2019)―It’s not fair you know. Being the bearer of such news. But it seems only fair. Micah in the Bible. I bet he felt a similar feeling. Only I’m not a prophet. All I know is that the book is written. The only one needed. No need for another. History repeats itself. The warnings always the same. How many times will it have to be?

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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

(August 13, 2019)―The things we do NOT listen to! Oh, my! Karen, you’re such a hard-headed child! Agreed! Agreed! The story of Jonah. That’s where I was led to this morning. I’ve written about Jonah before comparing it to the feeling of depression. That’s how I find the separate parts of each Scripture is: They tell us something different to each individual, but as a whole, the story of Jonah is much more powerful.

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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!

(August 8, 2019)—My spiritual journey is continuing. I’m not really ready to talk about it but I’m sure there will come a day. Today, I was led to Acts…pages that I never marked up. I have been questioning my journey lately. I’m a woman…as a former Catholic…I asked: I’m a woman. What authority do I have to talk about such things? I’m not kidding. The Catholic church has re-positioned the woman below man for hundreds and hundreds of years. I’m lucky to have finally had my eyes opened to their cruel injustice…truly against anything the Bible teaches!

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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!

(July 5, 2019)—I was led to Ezekiel again today. Political mess. Shootings again in America. Not schools or theaters this time…Wal-Marts! I ask: Why not Target, or the malls, or Walgreens, or any other branded store. Why Wal-Marts? Strange occurrences. The schools. Sure there were a few out-of-sort shootings trying to throw it off, but mostly schools. Then theaters. Random? Across the country. Even less than six minutes from my house! Then a concert…I’m thinking it was going to be the first of many, but then security took over. Stupid really…to target a place like Vegas…that shit spills all over the country. I went to several concerts after. Security is high! Now stores….

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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

(July 29)―It all led to the children this morning. It all led to the Coming and how it will affect them by way of their parents. Isn’t that something! I figured it was coming to this!

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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

(July 24, 2019)—Our mothers. Veils. Mercy. I’ve been having a hard time putting my thoughts on paper lately. It may not seem like it but it’s still true. I end up writing it in my head then when I sit down, the same thoughts that I had don’t come out. I didn’t want to write anymore. For the past week or so, I’ve been in a battle with my self I guess you could say. I’m tired. I’ve been doing this work for seven years now. I’ve been writing and teaching and learning for over 10. I’m tired. But I’m to keep going.

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