Triumph's Emptiness (Yeshuah/The Far Away Vision) you sit there wondering the ways of God† you ponder it looking for it it's surprising moments subtle and meek a humbled approach to mankind His† ways make you cry puts you in a child heart where you should be it is I† the one you deny but I† am as you are I'm† the one they crucified for He† said it had to be the ultimate gift to mankind a sacrifice replacing all sacrifices all but one time time is your most precious gift and things matter what you do with this time how could you take advantage of this time this 'now' time the time He's† giving you for repentance to care for others to save lives it is a pure waste to void this time given the time in between the time coming your stance for need power and place means nothing to the Father† as His† seeds are wasted raped and pillaged as people lay starving and homeless while the arrogant are in plenty wasted time! I†, The Lord Yeshuah†, the Christ† stand in watch His† hand gripping His† wrath a broken heart spilling over all mankind brighten goes the day a day in time fallen short wasted in deception wasted in lies 'o pretty brightened day death hasn't left you a world full of entertainment wasted time human idols pillaging human beings begging to be worshipped praised 'o sorrowful day 'o strange notion to be part of human kind a wayward feeling confusion in the mass of chaos awaken 'o wonder sink to your knees bow your pitiful head close your blind eyes look! 'o tear fall righteously down forbidden cheeks hit the ground of wonder and deceit coming are the marches for His† legion is set free 'o wonders of His† tears sad, sad ways of human kind wrap your arms around the broken shelter them from storms hail to the masses for confusion is building its shelter amongst the people go away, go away 'o righteousness hide among the mountains sink deep in its caves close your eyes for His† hand is sweeping ''o come,' He† says ''o come, 'o Yeshuah†, 'set the sickles down.' I† say 'no Father†, the harvest isn't complete.' He† bows His† head says to Me†, 'Rightly so, My† Son†. You† may proceed.'
Notes: The photograph, 11.11.2019.15.23.13, was taken November 11, 2019: The Avenging Angel.
(March 4, 2022)―The numbers lately have been extremely awesome. Today, the page number in which the Scripture is found on is 1473=6, which is 33 or 5 3’s. The Scripture Luke 23:27-31=9, which is 333 or 27 3’s. And my Bible has dates at the top of the pages. The photograph number added all the way across is 66 or 4 3’s. If you are not in tune to numbers, you should be.
First thing: Yeshuah. In the vision I discuss in Solomon’s Wake: Industrial Famish, while I’m walking with Yeshuah, I don’t want to say Jesus. He notices this and ask why. I told Him it sounds funny. He looks at me and says, ‘Yeshuah, that is my name.’ I first thought He said it with a J, but then yesterday I was directed to the proper spelling.
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