Sickle I saw Him† again larger than Life His† gown...brilliant white glowing in Grace His† gold hair ‒surprising in color it was black during my first site His† hands griping tight His† arms bent to His† chest two blades to the left, to the right curving up to each side seemingly‒ ready to splice I couldn't help notice His† eyes staring straight ahead ‒now I want to cry all that I've felt inside couldn't adjust to this raging sight He† is Love He† is Might standing before me‒ Yeshauh†, the Christ† then again He† went out of sight
(December 6, 2020)―Nehemiah. He put the wall back together, too…that wall around Jerusalem that kept being torn down by war. As God wants us to put our wall back together. Which wall is that? Our hearts. Our minds. Our self. Heal. I didn’t write today, as in a poem. Instead, I was directed to ‘Sickle’, which was written May 13 of this year. I was asked to read it aloud. I did. Then, ‘Open the book.’ Nehemiah and confession was put before me. Do you see it now?
He’s warned you. God our Father, and Yeshuah warned us about God’s wrath. I don’t blame you for not hearing. Those who are open to them heard loud and clear. You will mourn. You will complain. You will get hostel. He knows already. After…after you do these things, He asked that you forgive Him for bringing you to them. And He IS bringing you to them. Trust Him.
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