‘Trickle, Trickle’

 Trickle, Trickle
  
 trickle, trickle
 get a tickle
 no need‒
 get another's principle
 let's be a wrinkle
 maybe a freckle
  
 trickle, trickle
 out of the cradle
 to the hospital
 for a breathing bottle
  
 trickle, trickle
 two more with a tickle
 soon hourly stays‒
 build to more
 than the middle
  
 trickle, trickle
 leaving behind principle
 becomes regrettable
 in parking lots‒
 tents become normal
  
 trickle, trickle
 months added by decimal
 more in wrinkle
 ‒black bags numerable
  
 trickle, trickle
 running around little freckles
 four months in the cradle
 maybe it's time‒
 turn to the bible
 ‒no one's at the funeral 

(March 20)―These sets of numbers were put before me today: WWI 1914-1918: 16 to 40 million causalities; Flue Pandemic 1918-1919 50 to 100 million causalities; WWII 1939-1945 70-85 million causalities (3% of the 1940 world population!).

Interesting isn’t it? 100 years and we face another pandemic. The 1918 pandemic was basically caused by soldiers coming home from the war and spreading it. Look at those numbers! Then there are other wars: Vietnam, Korea, then local wars where the numbers were extremely high and I’m sure all medical personal did the numbers and wrote tons of papers on the numbers.

The 100-year itch! Where death and carelessness and greed bites everyone in the butt! Theirs is no denying any of it. I watched the U.S. President’s speech today. Where was God in all of that? Is all of this an institutional study for academia and the medical and political fields? I really don’t think so. I think they are just as worried as everyone else. This isn’t the first time of a pandemic, but it is the first time the world…all nations…come together.

Note: The photograph was taken on October 23rd, The Dragon and the All Seeing-Eye, God sent the dragon twice. There’s a huge meaning behind it. To let us know that He is the Omega and the Alpha and that He is in charge! And to warn us. No one paid attention! How about now? What does He have to do to get your attention? Another world war? Is that what you want? Are you that unassure of your place in the world? Is material things, land, water that important? Where does God come in? Do you really like pisses Him off?

The Visions…God’s symbols are amazing and hard to decipher. Has anyone put two and two together? I saw a wide-spread deal about a tiny child having a vision and everyone paid attention…saying that the virus would end. That’s not a vision. The virus will end. That’s logic. What He sent me…and you didn’t pay attention is that He was warning all on a massive scale that something dreadful is coming.

I have read so much confusion, again something God has revealed to you through me, that it is ridiculous. But God tells me not to worry. It isn’t my issue. No it is not. If you don’t truly know God or want to hear what He has to say today, then you are missing what is going to come later.

I’m weary. Very weary. I read a comment that said something like, ‘I know the Bible and that is all I need to know.’ Really? God doesn’t exist today? He doesn’t have a voice today? He ONLY existed 2020 year ago? God is constantly talking. Since my ears have been cleaned, it’s none stop. But people listen to a child say it’s going to be okay. It is only logical to assume any virus that comes our way will also leave us. Shame that you pay more attention to a small child then a grown person that is telling you the truth of what’s to come.

I’ll leave it to Job. In the Scripture below…that’s what I was directed to AFTER I wrote ‘Trickle, Trickle’. I’m really tired of speaking to you. I don’t see the worth. You listen to foolishness. You make assumptions and create fear when no fear needs to be. I want to stop writing, stop telling you the words of God TODAY! Stop telling you how GOD is revealing to me the words of yesterday and how it applies to TODAY! Then God sends me a gentleman from Texas to tell me that he is listening, and that is what God wants me to know…All the writing I do, I only need to plant one seed at a time. The government’s job is to save lives. My job, as a servant of God, is to help save souls! And to ignore your ignore because you don’t know any better.

No Argument Against God—‘How then can I dispute with Him? How can I find words to argue with Him? Though I were innocent, I could not answer Him; I could only plead with my Judge for mercy. Even if I summoned Him and He responded, I do not believe He would give me a hearing. He would crush me with a storm and multiply my wounds for no reason. He would not let me regain my breath but would overwhelm me with misery. If it is a matter of strength, He is mighty! And if it is a matter of justice, who will summon Him? Even if I were innocent, my mouth would condemn me; if I were blameless, it would pronounce me guilty.—Job 9:14-20 (Job is Speaking.)

Innocence No Guarantee—‘Although I am blameless, I have no concern for myself; I despise my own life. It is all the same; that is why I say, ‘He destroys both the blameless and the wicked.’ When a scourge brings sudden death, He mocks the despair of the innocent. When a land falls into the hands of the wicked, He blindfolds its judges. If it is not He, then who is it?’—Job 9:21-24

Suffering Remains—‘My days are swifter than a runner; they fly away without a glimpse of joy. They skim past like boats of papyrus, like eagles swooping down on their prey. If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint, I will change my expression, and smile,’ I still dread all my suffering, for I know You will not hold me innocent. Since I am already found guilty, why should I struggle in vain? Even if I washed myself with soap and my hands with washing soda, You would plunge me into a slime pit so that even my clothes would detest me.’―Job 9:25-31 (Job is Speaking.)

No Advocate For Man—‘He is not a man like me that I might answer Him, that we might confront each other in court. If only there were someone to arbitrate between us, to lay His hand upon us both, someone to remove God’s rod from me, so that His terror would frighten me no more. Then I would speak up without fear of Him, but as it now stands with me, I cannot.’—Job 9:32-35  (Job is Speaking.)

Is Man’s Condition Known?—’I loathe my very life, therefore I will give free rein to my complaint and speak out in the bitterness of my soul. I will say to God: Do not condemn me, but tell me what charges You have against me. Does it please You to oppress me, to spurn the work of Your hands, while You smile on the schemes of the wicked? Do You have eyes of flesh? Do You see as a mortal sees? Are Your days like those of a mortal or Your years like those of a man, that You must search out my faults and probe after my sin—though You know that I am not guilty and that no one can rescue me from Your hand?’―Job 10:1-7 (Job is Speaking.)

Should Creator Destroy?—‘Your hands shaped me and made me. Will You now turn and destroy me? Remember that You molded me like clay. Will You now turn me to dust again? Did You not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese, clothe me with skin and flesh and knit me together with bones and sinews? You gave me life and showed me kindness, and in Your providence watched over my spirit.’―Job 10:8-12  (Job is Speaking)

Sinfulness Not the Issue—’But this is what You concealed in Your heart, and I know that this was in Your mind: If I sinned, You would be watching me and would not let my offense go unpunished. If I am guilty—woe to me! Even if I am innocent, I cannot lift my head, for I am full of shame and drowned in my affliction. If I hold my head high, You stalk me like a lion, and again display Your awesome power against me. You bring new witnesses against me and increase Your anger toward me; Your forces come against me wave upon wave.—Job 10:13-17  (Job is Speaking.)

So if you made it to this part, I’ll share an ignorant-man’s point of view: There’s this apartment on the 3rd floor of this building. There’s this tub in this apartment with a faucet that’s dripping. The owners either went on an extended vacation or the tub is in a second bedroom that they never check. The plug in the tub is stopped up. The drip trickles. Drip. Drip. The tub eventually fills up, then over flows. No one notices still. The water starts to drip through the ceiling into the next apartment. Maybe that room where it is dripping is also a second room no one enters, or rarely enters. Drip. Drip. The floor weakens because all the beams are getting sogged. Then the floor can’t hold itself up under the weight of a filled tub. The beams start popping. Each splinter…pop, pop, pop…until boom! The bomb…the tub falls through the weakened floor.

Do you understand why the governments around the world are doing what they are doing? There is approval from God on how they are working together. All except one particular place…Iran…I…RAN! God isn’t happy with them. He sent the earthquake to shake them up. Bullies. God really doesn’t like bullies, but Iran has a purpose. We shall see what that purpose is in the near future.

God is in charge! Pay attention.