‘Patron’s Watch’ (Yeshuah)

‘Patron’s Watch’ (Yeshuah)…’Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen: to loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke? Is it not to share your food with the hungry and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter―when you see the naked, to clothe him, and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?…’―Isaiah 58:6-12

Patron's Watch (Yeshuah) 

it's candid to see
this amountness among you
this void of true reality
this hunger and thirst
for nothingness

how dire it is
to watch
the choices being made
for simple things
this waywardness
in void
this absence of truth

it is I†, Yeshuah†
speaking
candidly
openly
but you go about your day
filled with nothingness
where is the holiness
where is My† Father†
in all of this vastness

I† watch closely
as you make your decisions
as you decipher through
the complications

sickness floats around you
greed scrounges your money
still…
you keep moving about
in a vastness of delusion

parts of the world
lies in ruin
a magnificent void
of common sense
of morals lost
to the lawless ones

can't you hear them
the screams in their silence
the sale of the gift
merchandise to the slaughter

why are you so vain
to ignore such cries
why don't you stand up
for them
why do you need
something more
to entice you
to stand up for them

child, 'o sweet, sweet child
can't you hear
the children crying
the mothers mourning

what makes you turn away
from such pillage
why must you be so
relentless
in your masking

brave are you
who speak up
instead of blame
instead of complain
put your hands to good use

the discipline is harsh
do you not think
it will get harsher
do you not take
the word of the Lord†
sincerely

do you think
I'm† speaking too much

you cry when I† don't speak
yet you ignore when I† do

look at the seas
there's a roar coming
a silent sound
without warning
except right here
in these words

I†, Yeshuah†, give you
this warning
so you will know
I† am speaking

listen 'o restless ones
the confusion is harsh
but faith…
that should be stronger

plenty of nothing
is coming
a stage set
for a vast awakening
to know the words
of the Lord†
in every sentence
in every vowel spoken

come 'o restless one
hear the Lord† speak
you're waiting for Me†
hoping for Me†
but…
you do not know
what you hope for
you do not know
the entirety
of My† Father†

He† is upon you
in a way
you should never hope for

silent now
listen
for the words of the Lord†
are speaking
they are making a sound
for their sound comes
from the Father's† mouth

hear 'o restless ones
danger lurks
it is clear what I† say
it is open and clear

a wageness surrounds
a play with words
since those of the earth
bypass the genius
of the Father†
a succumbing of notion
to time
is coming

time beats time
the nines are in line
listen…the vine
of all times

the riddle maker
took the time
in simple rhyme
not parables
but rhyme
the chosen medium
of your restless time

why don't you hear Him†
why don't you sing
to His† words
to His† melody

hear 'o restless ones
the Son† speaks
through a mind
who has ears that listen

be wise 'o restless ones
your arrogance has been named
your surrender accepted
the warnings repeated

this is not ancient times
as in those days
it wasn't ancient either
this is the present
as it was the present
for them

society's notion of time
to conceal truth
with unfathomable lies
made fathomable
because you believe them
you cater to them
you accept them

but they are still lies

wave 'o seas wave
see the Lord Almighty†
as He† walks above you
pushing you
to succumb to the pound
of His† feet

awaken 'o wonder
the script has been given
in mediums of your visual
in mediums of your seeing
in mediums of your hearing
all measures
have been taken
to insure the message
is delivered

seek refuge 'o careless ones
for the Lord† is speaking
take hold of comfort
be sure comfort
is in the right format
for the wrong
bleeds scars
that are hard to heal
without Me†

it is I†
Him†
the one who serves
the highest of kings
I† am He†
the fathomable
and the unfathomable
the one who exist
the one who is present

it is 
as I† am
as you are
as He† is

Notes: The photograph David chose is from September 27, 2019: Love From Heaven.

(June 6, 2022)―The day is three sixes: 6-6-2022 (6)=six 3s=18=9 (three 3s). It is also the exact date I moved into apartment 102 (3) on Sealion Drive three years ago. After ‘Patron’s Watch’, He led me to Isaiah 58: 6-12 through Isaiah 59: 1-15. Are you paying attention?

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‘The Vine† to Nourish’

It keeps coming. Why to me? I have no idea. But I’m passing it to you. Hear or not. Your choice.

 The Vine† to Nourish
 
He† came to divide
knowing
in time
Him†...so many
would deny
 
He† wasn't unseen‒
blind to the eye
He† was touchable
He† spoke
was in man's sight
but so many‒
cast Him† aside
even with wonders‒
done before eyes
veils tested hearts
in try
failing
as to knees
they cried
 
waiting there
in the light
hearing so many cry
He† wonders:
why they don't even try?

instead of nourishing
this vine
they believe the lie
they close their eyes
to the truth
of the vine
 
too long has passed by
too long
waiting
for their try
the body feeds
the vine
yet
they're letting it die
without even a try
 
to rekindle this vine
time has come‒
birth
a new life
that won't drain
the head's light
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‘Breaking Hold’

You have the strength in Christ to heal. Use it. Open your heart. He’s waiting for the ask!

 Breaking Hold
 
it made you lose self
separating you
put your real
on a shelf
tied your arms
with a belt
put your mind
in constant hell
 
look up! there's your help
He's† rung your bell
letting you know–
your soul
you didn't sell
 
you're doing well
listen to words in tell
it's on you
break the hold
that which belongs
to hell
 
your wealth
is in the one
who rung the bell
 
it was hard–
you lost and fell
 
He† saw all your good
forward...you
He† propelled
–a gentle Father's† compel
pulling you
from the bottom
of the well
 
listen to words
in tell
He† sent it in force
screaming...and some yell
all for you–
save others from hell
 
so waddle and stumble
in your needs and wants–
don't linger...dwell
sit...pen in hand
a truth to tell
for you are more than self
you were meant
to be used
–put on a shelf
you were meant
to experience
some hell
then rise little birdie–
be courageous in truth
to tell
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