‘Orchestrated Part’

The orchestrated part of the Jews in Jesus’ death…the same In me and YOU! The veils! The veils are put on to teach us, in order for us to grow! Trust is so very important!

 Orchestrated Part
 
it was a very long time ago
still...its people hold
to pride and ego
passing on lies
why the Christ†, on the cross, died
they knew the why
–at least some on the side
but following the crowd–
far greater than the One
up beyond the clouds
 
a man who'd done miracles
right in their faces
they refuse to believe
was of God†
they saw then denied
all past scripture
went out windows
all evidence given to see
in their books
coming to life
‒it wasn't ignorance or strife
but veils hiding the light
 
they were presented the truth
still...they remained in fool
those veils...heavy tools
when God† has something
for you to do
no different for the jews, too
since Yeshuah's† blood
sealing covenant...in new
for me and you…had to come true
 
they were given a choice
free-will's uncanny voice
pontius...in his armored hide
what ya want me to do?
with a mixed emotion in his eye
after all...he was a tool, too
for the role he played with the Jew
 
they had a choice: all they saw–
this wasn't a game with toys
this was a life
put in their hands
a life of the light
to decide...their very right
the ultimate test
to trust and confess
or to kill...remain in unrest
 
the veils...so heavy to wear
testing the hearts everywhere
 
pride, ego...closed eyes
to kill...Yeshuah† must die
 
He† had to die anyway
it was already a paved way
 
they weren't wise to that
–after the third day
everything became fact
ignorance came in
took its crap
history didn't change–
everything written
didn't change
just the veils...God's† will
‒they didn't appreciate that
being used as tools
instead of accepting their role
they denied
the light's gold
defying God†
a purposeful stroll
passing on lies...in deny
 
some...sincerely
knowing the truth
but hiding, coveting
wearing black gowns
mourning their loss
ego, pride's heavy cost
 
they bang their heads
at the wall
they pray, pray, pray
in their heart–
(God's† not going
to do their part)
in their hearts
they must acknowledge
their part
accept it, appreciate it
then praise Yeshuah, the Christ†
the Lord†

(July 12, 2019)—Are you worried about your life? You shouldn’t. But I do know how it feels to NOT know. It’s a scary feeling. What would you do if someone came to you and gave you a message from above? Clearing up matters for you in such a way that it sort of all made sense. Would you listen?

There are so many examples throughout history that give us hope. If only ears were open. The veils. There’s much to say about them. Whenever you are lost in the darkness, the veils are on. Every time you think you were dumb in something that you did, you were in a way…but know, it wasn’t you…it was God…the veils. Each of us have a part in everyone’s life that we cross: We are the body and Yeshuah is the head! God uses us to test each other’s faith, each other’s true heart. Once we learn to accept that (the true meat of the Bible), then we can understand the why behind our trials and accept them.

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‘Testing Will’

Testimony: One of God’s messengers. Saying YES to the Big Man Upstairs…no matter what! My 4-year journey for love, no matter the consequences!

 Testing Will
 
He† knows me deep within
He† knows I'd give in
then...feel the guilt of sin
 
He† held me
within this evil den
all along–
as I felt alone and abandoned
as I cried and cried
struggling, fighting
–evil's bid to win
 
four years in this brethren
a feel of insanity's hymn
negative thoughts...pounding
smothered in foreign emotions
evil aware of the reason
–knowing
the purpose of my season
 
sometimes
losing it without praying
lost in extreme's commotion
at me...came every explanation
learning my self
in its manipulation
 
evil tried to win
it tried everything
digging its teeth within
 
my angels were fighting
holding me in their wings
'til I was in delivering
–my will weakening...strengthening
a day-to-day variation
–wanting it all to end
 
this sixth sense
gave its warning
the stay kept on coming
along with each
secretive manifestation
in hiding
as anxiety and panic
kept attacking
 
my self-esteem
furiously stripping
burying me in ignoring
playing in my sexuality–
what was left
of its intention
through emotional baiting
fight's annihilation
this dizzying world
kept me sinking
'til my hands
living in jittering
my eyes...blurring, drying
my hair in constant falling
my weight in agonizing gaining
my chest in heavy palpitations
my body lost
in fatigue's aggravation
my mind fighting negative
horrid inventions
my mouth became
acid's salutation
from yelling, screaming
foul annotations
to a vicious appeal
in chanting
 
I held on tight
to the calling
knowing...soon...it was ending
pleading and begging
praying and sleeping
dreaming and imagining
–holding on to
the coming glorification
 
packing and moving
God's† quick verification
to do it
even through questioning, doubting
–it all wasn't fabrication
or some childish exaggeration
but a purposeful delivering intention
–a message coming through....
fighting evil's blocking mechanism
for a soul in saving
me: a favor in returning
as God's† hardened instrumentation
 
I took it in breaking
codependency's formulation
–holding on tight
to God's† coming verification
all...
leading to enlightening, awakening
a coming out
spiritual connection 

My Continued Spiritual Journey and My Latest Revelations…Because God Said So!

(June 13-July 6, 2019)―In this article: I will recap some events that led up to today where I’m sitting; I will show and explain how numbers work when it comes to messages and I will show how signs work (I’ve included pictures to demonstrate what I’m talking about); I will talk about the veils; I will talk about receiving messages and delivering them; and I will reveal God’s Grace once again, and how He shows His gratitude when we do what He wants us to do. So, sit back, grab a cup of coffee (because this is a very long work), and get ready to be amazed! God is powerful. God is just. God is sincere. God makes a promise and shows His mercy and delivers once we complete our vows and/or the missions that He requests from us. Learning to listen is key!

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‘Hidden Treasure’

Discovering the hidden treasure in yourself!

 Hidden Treasure
 
I found it
in the mince of broken
it was afraid and hidden
an abundantly harvested token
‒over used and forsaken
 
I took it in
without fear's notion
‒not even feeling a demotion
I bathed
in its scented potion
rolled around
in its storied creation
 
I overlooked‒
its wicked formation
for I saw‒
a different translation
‒one that needed
a believer's gratification
one with a heart-filled formulation
 
I listened
to its every beckon
sometimes, in stages of drunken
 
all around...deemed it poison
something to be shackled‒
in a far-away prison
 
I threw out‒
traditionalized opinions
nothing stuck‒
rotten or forbidden
its scent just heightened
‒nothing could be wrong
or mistaken
 
I moved like lightening
intentional burns‒
gone...forgotten
‒days passing slow, steadfast‒
good ridden!
I drove it‒
to an endless vacation
‒whatever conviction
out...came my eviction
 
I smiled as I saw its rising
all my stops...fully opened
pulling it out of hopeless‒
with my inner-most motivation
‒a darkened star had risen!
 
I fought everything
in grand petition
every inside concentration‒
I put aside
rose to the occasion
‒with the fierceness of driven
this hidden treasure
overcoming every treason
to become the lamination
of a new generation!
 
stop!....
 
reveal
came its different ideas written
all avenues taken‒
off records...stricken
–beating all those defeating‒
overcoming...petitions
a losing validation!
 
I lost to its mention
‒there...in its private station
came to life‒
its own treasure hidden
in all its careful motions‒
belts and strings
forcefully tightened
 
I craved to be enlightened
–nothing valued...given
anything to elevate my vision
halted in moments of frighten
 
I fought constant bent roads‒
tried to straighten
tried to remember each lesson
through all that glistened‒
it had its own secrets woven
‒knowledge in listen
mixing up pointless decisions
taking all the forgivens
icing them‒
in the forever of frozen
 
yes, I found it
in the mince of broken
it was afraid and hidden
an abundantly harvested token
‒over used and forsaken
 
but all the good of will‒
off...steadily shakened
breathing‒
living a horrid token
in anger's hidden conviction
‒all that's been stolen‒
on others
its constant reliving
 
it found its way‒
in rebuilding
using knowledge given
slashing‒
all help's salutations
keeping to itself‒
a stolen formulation
‒to avoid sharing‒
treasures hidden
as I sit
in lost wanderings–
moments
I took it
out of forsaken
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Commentaries: Matthew 13:44-46

[k. e. leger’s Note: This article and all that goes with it from biblehub.com is not originally written in the English language. It was translated and I will correct spelling and punctuation as in keeping with the meaning of their content. In some places, I had to let it be. I hope that you enjoy this piece anyway. This goes with my article title ‘Discovering the Hidden Treasure in Yourself’.]

Ellicott’s Commentary [Introduction]

The kingdom of heaven is like unto treasure hid in a field.—Probably no parable in the whole series came more home to the imagination of the disciples than this. Every village had its stories of men who had become suddenly rich by finding some hidden hoard that had been hastily concealed in time of war or tumult.

Then, as now, there were men who lived in the expectation of finding such treasures, and every traveler who was seen searching in the ruins of an ancient town was supposed to be hunting after them. As far back as the days of Solomon, such a search had become a parable for the eager pursuit of wisdom (Proverbs 2:4).

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The Case of the Buried Treasure

by Ray Stedman, Authentic Christianity

[k. e. leger Note: This article was written June 27, 1971. Please take note how this article, written 48 years ago, still holds true today. This really helps us to understand the struggle with Israel, and why the governments are acting the way they are. This goes with my article titled ‘Discovering the Hidden Treasure in Yourself.’]

In the great series of parables in Matthew 13 our Lord gave us, as He said, ‘The secrets of the kingdom of Heaven.’ The kingdom of Heaven is God’s work among men, God’s rule and authority in the midst of human affairs. In this series, Jesus is revealing the work of the kingdom as it is going on throughout the centuries of this present age since His first coming and before His return. We come to the fifth parable this morning, the parable of the buried treasure.

I don’t know what that may evoke in your mind. It always reminds me immediately of Robert Louis Stevenson’s Treasure Island, of Long John Silver, and doubloons and pieces-of-eight, peg-leg pirates, and all the exciting things usually associated with the idea of buried treasure. It is intriguing to realize that Scripture deals with this subject as well. It recognizes the allure and the mystery, which always gathers around the notion of hidden treasure. God has His buried treasures and He is speaking of them in this parable.

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‘Ex-foliate My Soul’

You have to leave others out of ‘self’!

A sample from Book 12

 Ex‒foliate My Soul
 
I still hear the winds blow
I know, still, from and to
the direction it goes
I depend, too much
on human souls
‒directing my emotional role
 
these feet‒
so stuck in muddy ground
I've lost the feelings
of being found
trying to understand
hear...every sound
I've stumbled away
from which I'm bound
 
raise me up, oh Lord†
unclog‒
these maggot-filled holes
rub your sands deeply in‒
pull me out
as you wash away clean
the filth
of this infested bowl
help me again‒
feel fit and lean
where I once had strength
of a lion
‒the sanctuary
of a crystal clear stream
 
enlighten my heart, sweet Yeshuah†
relight this drive
I so carelessly left behind
enrich my soul
wash away the corrode
so me, in ease, I can stand
on my own two feet
understand words in my heart
having strength to sort
‒without falling apart
 
yes, Lord†, raise my tempo back up
so I can feel, once more
the unstoppable me
‒that pure individual feeling
of being free
without the need
of another's glee
 
I open me up‒
mind, body, soul
I'm, again, letting go
so...whichever the winds blow
matter is not needed
for I'll be free again‒
in the total of
letting go
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‘Allegorium’

What it takes to keep love!

A sample from Book 11

 Allegorium
 
(what is it in life
if you can't tell
wrong from right
to see in sight
what is of great heights
to know
from a wrong fight
and a right fight
‒one worth the cry
one not worth the try)
 
there was a yell, a scream
an act of rage
mixed in scents of sage
 
she would leave
she would leave today
her bags...she began to pack
‒the stress off her back
 
she voiced everything
she wanted to sack
her mind lost in a haze
remembering
all those great days
‒reasons why she stayed
 
anger filled in a maze
this way, that way
‒which path to take
 
wanting to run
in spite of the fun
then in comes the pun‒
standing eye to eye
tears suddenly
fill in cry
 
we just can't be together  

shaking
coming from deep inside

I know

each not willing to move‒
standing their ground
knowing
without making a sound
it all comes down
to mixes in race
different traditions
different tastes
 
but that's just the base
to what lies beneath‒
experiences
in the lace
 
wanting her to stay
knowing
his moments in rage
‒can't keep her in a cage
from her mind
it won't fade
searching
for words to say
 
wanting nothing in fright
in his dark eyes‒
seeing the willing light
wanting her to seek it
please make it bright
understand the hard in my life
for it, I had to fight
sealing up everything inside

 
confusion succumbed‒
the sudden in rays
from his silent, pleading glaze
it's not just his aces and eights
that's on the take
 
she adds up the sum
to it, he wasn't dumb
every piece, every crumb
has to be sorted‒
to smooth out
the constant lump
 
another chance
another steady ride
taking each side
‒what's buried in hide
no matter how many lows and highs
wobbling
through pass homicides
all those moments‒
others confused their minds
making them want to pounce‒
in anger...quickly dive
 
thinking through it‒
hearing every sound
warnings, confusion, heart‒
feeling the surface of found
wondering where its bound
this constant round
has to sooner or later
release its hound
when wanting to stay
is all around
 
softly relaxing
the lines on her face
that unconditional
is not in a trace
‒it's in the base
of foundation's lace
without living in a race
 
what others see as a toxic tray
may just be
the difference in race
in raised traditional's case
‒angers set in
wanting to be erased
 
each learning to let go‒
what once slapped them
in the face
releasing anger's ways
that keeps trapping them
in a haze
‒exploding in a blaze
 
what is it in life
if you can't tell
wrong from right
to see in sight
what is of great heights
‒to know Yeshuah's† life
why for us, He† died
 
love is worth the ride
for it, pay the price
for the reward
everlasting life
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‘Never Forget’

What Do You Stand For?

A sample from Book 1

 Never Forget
 
each day you get up—
never forget
who filled your cup
 
each day you begin work—
never forget
on your back
there's a shirt
 
each day
you create something new—
never forget
who gave you the clue
 
each day
you joyfully sing—
never forget
the past-learning thing
 
each day
you sit to draw—
never forget
you once was young and raw
 
each day
you start to paint—
never forget
those who can't
 
each day
you work your farm—
never forget
you have two arms
 
each day
you design a new dress—
never forget
those poor...in distress
 
each day
you write on your book—
never forget
the years of learning it took
 
each day
you write an article—
never forget
those who can't live humble
 
each day
you sit to learn—
never forget
those who lack concern
 
each day
you attend a school—
never forget
those controlled
by a dictator's rule
 
each day
you drive your car—
never forget
those who have to walk far
 
each day
you take a bath—
never forget
water...some do lack
 
each day
you sit to eat—
never forget
those who can't afford meat
 
each day
those you judge—
never forget
they don't ask for much
 
each day
you wedge your war—
never forget
you're watched by the Lord†
 
each day
for greed
you make policy—
never forget
where comes God's† glory
 
each day
you choose not to pray—
never forget
in the end
it's God's† say
 
each day
God†—
you don't thank—
never forget
how your day soon sinks
 
each day
you have a choice
it's your individual voice
that's heard
above the noise
 
whatever you say
no matter the day
for your wrongs
you'll eventually pay
 
never forget
when problems you can't solve
when accidents you're involved
when anger doesn't dissolve
 
never forget
when you're ridiculed
by your boss
your keys
you carelessly lost
government rendered fines'
heavy cost
 
never forget
when love leaves your house
when your income goes south
when criticism
comes from every mouth
 
it's your own choice
ignore the Lord†
your criticizing voice
not believing in His† truth
—playing your own card
your reasons for shedding blood
—your raging fighting flood
using His† name
for nothing but gain
 
never forget
God†...your Allah
is one and the same
you are His† children
equal in His Holy† vision
 
to not thank Him†
to ignore His† ten commandments
to think
you're better than Him†
to not believe in Him†
to condemn His Son†
—all that's within Him†
 
these accidents
these painful moments
that's happening to you
is just a clue
to what He† can do
 
you think I'm wrong
you're right
—your non-believing song
won't lead you
to any throne
here's a test for you
take a break from your cause
from your man-made laws
 
a month that's all—
each day
when you first awake
thank Him† right away
 
don't lie
don't steal
don't cheat

be nice
stand up for what's right

say thank you
say please

to each person you meet
 
pay attention
to those with limitations
those missing a limb
those blind
those left cripple
those without money
 
open a door
try to help
do more
 
for one solid month
then you'll see
how things change
how you start to feel
way down deep
there's nothing to believe
all good—
comes from He†
 
you just have to stop
slow down your clock
you don't need miracles
to understand
His† principles
 
love
peace
forgiveness
helping
 
is all He† wants
from you
to be true
to be honest—
His† simple menu
 
if these you do
He'll† be true
to you
His† love will shine
you'll see His Divine†
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