Lay Siege I lay without emotion except when the Lord† comes my whole being pours out its devotion I don't go out much not at all...do I endure a human's touch I live in a world of sanctions where governments have lost the formulation lost peaceful's gratification I squirm under God's† hand as He† makes me speak to man through words‒ I very much understand ‒truth...no one's a fan against human kind they've lit a torch my country, with empathy‒ there's no crush peace and luxury‒ they hold the clutch far superior to any nation but it's still‒ not good enough they allow themselves damnation the vine broken without ramifications no one really knowing where lies jurisdiction for false preaching has added to their suffocation I'm lost in this failed rush on sex and deception‒ all of them hold a crush Your† truth my Lord†‒ they've turned to mush as jeremiah cried forever entombed laminations‒ they still eat the children fearing wounds of hunger they're throwing away their ability in justification byway of economic gratification Lord†, Your† wrath's here to flush all those arrogant in strut as I sit and watch‒ I can't stay in hush You've† built in me‒ a worded rush go against every bit of shush ‒so hold me while I fight them getting on the bus give me strength to hold on in all the fuss I'm not going against Your† wrath I'm moving with it‒ in pure glorification I'll sneak in the seeds try to beat the corrosion as You† implement Your† cleansing application ‒I'll get in whatever I can through the confusion that is setting them in delusion I can do at least that much as long as on me‒ as on mankind You† lay siege ‒You† continue Your† grace in touch
Note: November 9, 2019: Certainty of Visions. An extraordinary day when it comes to the Lord revealing His magic. The below frame is of a woman. She is facing to the left. Her hair is parted in the middle, and she is wearing a face mask! He was warning us of what was to come! Back in November of last year! If you cannot see this then you are blinded to God and Jesus and you really need to figure out why! This frame is a blow up taken from the frame below it. It is in the water, in what we see with the naked eye as shadows. Embedded in these shadows are actual works of art from GOD. This is what He was mainly pointing out that day. Amazing when David started pointing them out to me and I began to see. I wanted to look at all the art work, which changed in seconds to entirely new canvases, but David said God thought I was overwhelmed! I was! He is flat-out amazing!. If I were an artist of brushes, which I’m not, I would be out there every day taking pictures of shadows then searching them for the gifts God is sending! I recon there’s some out there who have figured this out byway of a special messenger!
(June 22)―I am the man who has seen affliction by the rod of His wrath. He has driven me away and made me walk in darkness rather than light; indeed, He has turned His hand against me again and again, all day long. He has made my skin and my flesh grow old and has broken my bones. He has besieged me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship. He has made me dwell in darkness like those long dead. He has walled me in so I cannot escape; He has weighed me down with chains. Even when I call out or cry for help, He shuts out my prayer. He has barred my way with blocks of stone; He has made me paths crooked. Like a bear lying in wait, like a lion in hiding, He dragged me from the path and mangled me and left me without help. He drew His bow and made me the target for His arrows. He pieced my heart with arrows from His quiver. I became the laughingstock of all my people; they mock me in song all day long. He has filled me with bitter herbs and sated me with gall. He has broken my teeth with gravel; He has trampled me in the dust. I have been deprived of peace; I have forgotten what prosperity is. So I say, ‘My splendor is gone and all that I had hoped from the Lord.’ I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope:—Lamentations 3:1-21
(November 26)—I slept all day because once again I have my days and nights mixed up. No worries. I’ve always worked better at night. It’s quiet. I sat down to write and ‘Open the book’ came and Ezekiel’s words about the end days. I wanted to cry. David said, ‘I will show you a work that goes with that.’ About an hour later, he did, ‘Lay Siege’, which was written in June of this year. There’s no argument that David led me to this piece on purpose!Continue reading “‘Lay Siege’”