‘Here’s My Mercy’

The Lord is here for the broken. Jesus said that the healthy don’t need to be healed. He didn’t come for the healthy. He came for the sick! What part of this don’t you understand?

Here's My Mercy
 
He† said to have mercy
on you
‒I fought what He† said
for I see you
as a fool
for I see you
as stupid drool
‒a wasted vestibule
that dishonors the gift
dishonors yourself, too
 
He† demands from me
mercy
He† wants me to comfort you
me...to be your place
of refuge
‒I damn well scream
and refuse
for you steal from hands
that help you
for you strangle and use
for you demean and abuse
you are reckless
and dangerous
‒but the Lord†, wants you
as He† wanted saul
 
He† scaled saul
He† will scale your eyes
too
He's† waiting for you
‒in a corner
He's† moving you
into the force of you
‒to heal through and through
 
He† said to have mercy
on you
that He† will heal you
He† will convert all the things
you did do
into good deeds
‒using what's been done to you
what He† put you through
to help others get through
 
I do
what He† wants me to do
if it's mercy given to you
then mercy I will do
 
pride is something
I want to do
but it escapes my drool
‒I can't help
but obey His† rule
 
so do what ya gotta do
 
He's† called you
there's nothing you can do
He'll† scale you
when He's† ready to
‒that's when
mercy
I'll grant to you
for I'll know‒
it is ALL true!

Note: The photographs used are included on God’s Mercy under Messages By way of the Sun, My 555 Lake Visits. After the last Vision, I couldn’t handle what I was being shown, so David started wanting to go for a walk around the lake. It wasn’t long before I realized he wanted me at a certain spot at 5:55. This set of photographs were the beginning of that. I also did a few night ones, where he had me be at that same spot but at 11:11 p.m. It was very interesting. All I can tell you is what David has pointed out in the photographs and what these things mean. So, the photographs replaced the visions for a while. Then there were other places, other photographs taken for various messages. You can discover them all, there are thousands of them on God’s Mercy. You can also learn about the sweet man and what happened with him by reading the testimony which is really long but worth the read if you are open to the spiritual realm of life.

(June 8)—I received a call this morning from a first cousin, Jennifer, who is sitting at the side of her husband, waiting for him to pass to the other side. She is having a difficult time. She knows death. She’s already lost her parents and sister, grandmothers and aunts. She’s comforted others and not many are there to comfort her. This all led to me the New Testament and Jesus!

Oh, how I love me some Jesus! The Sermon on the Mount and the beatitudes which starts with Matthew 5:1-12, read them in your Bible. I  have included them in Book 12, under the piece titled ‘Mercy’s Hallo‘, if you care to get that book. Below is the part of Jesus’ sermon that day that struck me hard this morning.

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‘Tested Hearts’

‘If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.’―Author Unknown

Tested Hearts
 
I tested them you know
to see how'd they flow
to see if their love would show
to see...if they were real
in gold
 
every, single one–
fell to the flo'
just hit it...out...sold
my little libido
love's true row
–they so easily
put it out in the cold
 
on me, they all rolled
put me on death row
for a popularity show
'she's crazy ya know'
–all for a people-pleasing fold
 
I tested the forceful in bold
just to tell myself–
'I told ya so'
 
easy...so very easy–
they'd made me the mold
for themselves...blame to unload
–without a second thought–
any love for me
to hold

Note: The photograph that accompanies this piece was taken October 15th after I asked David to prove himself again by sending me a daisy. I knew the spiritual world could manipulate technology by what they had already shown me in the previous photographs and by a message put on this website (I left them up) back in August. When I was reviewing this set of frames and noticed the daisy sun, it was a bow-the-head moment. This was also the day the Phoenix was sent over the water, to reveal new birth is coming. In this particular frame: The daisy sun, the promise made to me in the pink bubble and the ray of purple light: Jesus blessing the promise.

‘Laying It Down’ and ‘Tell Me, My Lord†’

‘…I am the gate; whoever enters through Me will be saved….The thief comes only in to steal and kill and destroy…’He is demon-possessed and raving mad. Why listen to Him?” (John 10:7-21)

 Laying It Down
 
these hands are up
accepting this love
come, gather round–
this joined-together vine
is all but enough
 
take this chalice
drink from the cup
–you brave little cub
this journey...not a strut
it's a slow walking
in rub
 
go on, take it...drink up
but be warned little bug
in will come...the judge
 
then they'll be the tug
some will come to bluff
–making the drink
a little tough
there'll be a bit
of obstruct
–some bumps and stuff
maybe a little more
in rough
 
you may have to shed
some blood
a time or two–
you'll be covered in mud
even some crud–
when you try to be a stud
–it's just a kick
in the butt
for being somewhat smug
 
don't worry...it's just Jesus† love
when things get too dicey–
He'll† unplug
give you a bit of a shrug
but not all-together...pluck
He'll† just help
through the hiccups
 
He's† patient...seeing
if you'll give up
watching you
with brotherly love
pushing you
to come out of thug
–understand the tug
 
go on, take it...drink up
–it's unconditional
and full of love
 
but there isn't any luck
and at times
you'll get stuck
in will come...floods
jitterbugs and fluff
you'll have to be
strong enough
decide differences–
that moonstruck stuff
and the real of love
 
no, it won't be easy–
so much will turn to muck
you may see handcuffs
even be awe-struck
by the wrong products
–just keep your head up
things will ease up
along the way
somewhat
 
it's your choice to drink up
the hard love
gets you through
the rough stuff–
when Jesus† wants
you healed enough

–once you get over the fluff
you'll see the true love
that didn't give up
on you...in a puff
‒that's the truth
of Jesus'† love
 

Note: The photograph taken November 9th is one of many. It is God’s energy. The orbs…changed into His footprint. You don’t have to believe me. It IS all the same. Maybe you should start paying attention instead of hanging on to hate and anger. God is sending you all of this because He loves you, not because He’s trying to trick you.

(December 29, 2019)—The ways of Jesus are simply amazing. He speaks to me when I’m troubled. I woke up around 2:30 a.m. after again laying down and saying, pretty much the hell with it all. I wrote about this man texting me. Horrible. I write about me being alone and how my family pretty much oused me out for their own sins. I write about how people don’t read these writings or even consider them to be true. I’m working on faith, except for the small signs I’m sent…like the text I received day before yesterday.

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‘Not Much’

To love…you make that choice. It’s not changing your mind. To truly love, you can’t change your mind because it is not with your mind that you love: It’s with your heart.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken November 9th. The image of the double Orbs in the bubble, which appears many times since September 27th, stands for love…a two that becomes a one in harmony because of pure hearts truly loving each other and forgiving each other for each’s short-comings. The purple light coming from the bottom and shining on the Orbs stands for Jesus’ love. You can’t be truly in love without Him guiding you. He IS love.

 Not Much
 
it doesn't take much to love me
–your enchanting laugh
sharing everything inside
(outside is too surface)
it's that place...way down deep
where I know you–
and you know me
–the deepest of secrets–
we keep
between God†, you and me
–and no one else
gets to see
 
it doesn't take much to love me
in my arms...you're free to weep
while letting me hold you–
without having to be neat
letting go...a time in baby
knowing I don't think you're weak
but courageous and strong–
for letting it all out...seep
 
it doesn't take much to love me
it's having our song–
you holding me gently
never embarrassed–
to dance with me
 
it's touching my body
desiring to hold me
–whatever my shape...wanting
giving me that security
that it's my heart–
that sets you free
–not sexy or beauty
 
it's building me up in strength–
gestures and words in tiny
just because you are happy
–to be in my company
 
no, it's not much to set me free
putting me on a course–
you...wanting
not needing...wanting
to please
in a world so hectic–
slowing it down in ease
–giving you back...all of it
what you gave to me

‘Soulful Fight’

True love. When you’re willing do hard love to save another person…when you sacrifice your own self, your own heart, to force the heal, God sees. When you do that, you’ve done Jesus’ work…laying a foundation for His love to take over.

Note: The photograph that accompanies this work was taken on November 9th. The bride and groom. The sign of Jonah plays an important part in this image. Resurrection. Heal.

 Soulful Fight
 
I went after the leprosy
with everything I had–
in my raging diplomacy
 
as you crucified me
I forced my eyes in see
there was evil lurking–
in supremacy
it had you by the balls–
sucking you up
in turbulency
 
so I forced the trenchancy
put my own life–
in uneasy
fighting in urgency
in a faith-based vagrancy
using a ferocious vulgarity
mixed with heart-filled tranquility
 
it was a war in predominancy
a constant in persistency
with a Jesus†-driven prophecy
in scripture proficiency
 
I refused to give in–
to its juvenile delinquency
as it continued
its obvious redundancy
 
no...I had a certain resiliency
a God†-powered superiority
–a whole lot of
bayou-girl tenacity
 
I wavered all my
constitutionality
plus my respectability
–my inward-driven notability
 
yeah, I rebuked its notoriety
with a whole lot of animosity
a bit of flavored immaturity
–a bit of raging hostility
 
no matter the difficulty
I broke its embedded dynasty
 
all to save your soul
from a firing eternity!

‘Spaces to Stay’

Believing in love is hard after being let down. Sometimes, we just have to throw our hands up and trust in God’s plan. Those who don’t see God’s plan: they just keep going round and round. Trust in that Jesus Love. He’ll come through when He knows we are ready.

 Spaces to Stay
 
I wanted to think
you cared
I wanted to believe
I was more than a barbie doll
to stare
I wanted to be in arms
somewhere...anywhere
just to feel accepted
–not just in skin...bare
 
I was wrong
 
a constant staring in air
playing dress up–
fixing my hair
without a soul to care
 
just once...wanting to be
more than just a dare
to not dawn sex to wear
–just being there
believing...I'm finally
free of the tear
leaving behind
every frightful scare
that I'd be left
for another in bare
 
I was wrong
 
the weakest link–
everywhere
the spear always wanting
to be somewhere
–in a different anywhere
 
in blank spaces I stare
voiding empty glares
all those running
to somewhere
spreading themselves
anywhere
–getting no wheres

‘I Work For You’

Keep pushing through. The gifts waiting are far more than you ever dreamed. Cry, scream, slam your fist into walls…know it will be okay. Your life is just beginning.—kel

 I Work For You
 
I'm here
struggling, too
run, jump...come through
my energy
I pass to you
in flight
I visit you
my love
I give to you
helping you get through
 
I work for you
say prayers in twos
we said our adieus
not in words of true
but in faces of blue
as pride and ego
forced the cue
–what's already written
in the book of truth
 
I know you see it, too
you feel my energy–
in heart, get through
leaving you
in tads of confuse
run, jump...come through
–it's the spirit of soothe
passing it all to you
 
look to the morning doves‒
as on the ground
lies the dew
no need to kneel in a pew
just look up‒
they are watching you
even hearing
what you're thinking, too
 
I work for you
in a manifestation clue
run, jump...come through
it'll be okay
whatever you're going through
keep going‒
the time line...right on cue
I'll be waiting for you
through all your doubt‒
through all the emotions
that swarm you‒
give it to the words do
God's† waiting on you
urgency in time's review
as I lay
working for you
knowing you'll get through
‒forgiven
will be
all your past dues
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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
 
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‘Channel’

Don’t change your independent self because of another person.

 Channel
 
a bird flies when its free
it stagnates
in captivity
its colors blossom
in variety
fading in ambiguity
‒plucking them out
in atrocity
 
in nature...the act in free
all the same
in its facility
a trapping technicality
‒being free has its complexity
 
as a woman
in her diplomacy
giving true
to her effeminacy
when treated
with significancy
 
when she's satisfied
in her sexuality
she falls into compliancy
even in another's complacency
giving up her self-sufficiency
even her style in flossy
being, at first
blissful in buoyancy
 
as it goes...comes the decadency
becoming aware
of the deficiency
–a broken down fallacy
as she meets each exigency
 
outward...comes her adamancy
as gone goes her sexy
–an inward building pudency
her usual controlled diplomacy
loses its bearing
to rampancy
 
as goes the controlling austerity
saving-money hostility
‒slowly caving
in her impetuosity
 
attention...gone its notoriety
even her newly shaped nudity
once praised with delicacy
gone...with looks
words in vulgarity
stripping
all her sexy naughty
–leaving vagueness
in commonality
 
lack of interest
opens a familiarity
once ignoring
so much secrecy
once ignoring the mendacity
pulling forward
all its perfidy
as gone...all her sensuality
understanding
its diverted generosity
she becomes lost
in recalcitrancy
–the precious kitty lost
to lunacy
 
all for giving her free
to submissive captivity
for the awakening
of her sexuality!
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‘Love in Action’

Actions, in spite of resentment, still say LOVE

 Love in Action
 
no matter the resentment
it was given then taken
actions of love
still...not just a must
but a do
 
it's all giving
without judgment
helping without faking
actions in love
doing
without needing a clue
 
it's helping another
without commitment
being truthful
without manipulation
actions in love
doing
for words are not enough
 
it's getting over
the resentment
‒those taking without
returning the give
actions in love
still...a beautiful mark
on the heart
in the making
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