“Hate Justified”/ Prophetic Poetry

7326378758_6998e8784a_b “HATE JUSTIFIED”

Why is your HATE justified, but not mine?

Why is your crime righteous, but not mine?

You’re not perfect and neither am I,

But He was!

So they stirred up HATE!

“They HATE me without a cause,” He still says!

Is it true?

With enough HATE I will even crucify “perfection”!

 

“I” will justify anything if “I” get what “I” WANT.

My group, your group. My tribe, your tribe. My right, your right.

First divide… Then HATE… Then chaos… 

Watch “us” burn and fall! But who’s behind it all?

Certainly not “us”!

We are the manipulated! The unthinking herd they say we are.

We prove them right!

 

HATE takes.

It does not think!

HATE takes by lies…HATE takes by force…HATE does not care.

There is no truth, logic, or reasoning…HATE takes!

It’s a fire! It’s a heat! It does not think! It does not hear!

So what chance have we? Flawed as we are!

There is none good! None but One!

And we HATED Him!

We the herd, manipulated again!

Aha! Aha! My eyes have seen it! We said we said!

Yes… so we said the day we crucified even, the Perfect One.

So what chance have “I”, in your “I”s?

 

We cannot touch “Him” now.

But we have His children, and His Words!

Aha! Aha! My eyes have seen it! We say! We say!

 But you lie…you lie.

You HATE. You HATE.

You’re the HATER, and how do you stand it?

Shed your skin again?

You’re a walking skeleton, a whited sepulcher!

 

 I have peace. Peace enough to share, if only…

I have a garden, with fruit enough to share…if only…

I am not the misled throngs,

I traded my HATE for the Song of Songs!

 

But they only love “THEIR OWN”.

Your group, my group. Your tribe, my tribe. Let us divide.

Such violence spilling over, kills its own kind!

Join us and we will HATE the others! We destroy OURSELVES together!

But in the end, the real enemy steps forth claiming all we lost.

The Garden lost again.

He smiles in delight…feeling so wise.

“How simple it was, really,” he says. “Like animals in a jungle.”

Is he from China? One can’t help but wonder. But actually, he’s from way under.

From the bowels of deep darkness below, this way of HATE he surely knows.

And the rhyme starts over…the circle spins…repeat, repeat, until the end.

And then? All the HATE will be judged by “THE ONE”.

The One who is HATED without a cause.

Yes…I am guilty of HATE speech, way back then, and so are we all!

“Crucify Him!” we said.

Can we forgive, to be forgiven?

But then, that requires “reasoning together”.

HATE is too hot for reasoning. That’s why it works!

And they know it, but do not care, and do not believe the Perfect One.

God’s Holy Word.

Lovers of darkness, more than light. Lovers of jungle, more than garden. Lovers of chaos and HATE, more than peace. Lovers of snakes, more than a bird of song.

Choose you this day, which are you? 

The Garden? Or the jungle? A gardener, or destroyer?

Gardeners bring forth life. We sing the Garden Song. 

The Song of all Songs!

Salvation If this looks like defeat to you, you will never know the Garden Song.

And you will never know why Satan has already lost.

The true Garden has been restored, never to be lost again!

Many many song birds sing in God’s Garden.

It’s a beautiful thing.

“Vision Update” #4

20181007_141704 We now have a very big task before us, the night warrior in the sky. 

There will be considerable writing involved, and only the truly hungry will enjoy. I hope to write it before I leave this Friday to the teepee for 3 days of separation. I hope to blog during that time and see what God will have me share, so I need to get this “Night Warrior” explained before Friday.

In the 24 hour event I experienced in late October of 2018, as I explained before, I did not choose the timing of it, nor did I know it was the weekend of Orion’s meteor shower! This was another unplanned surprise, as I arrived that day and found my 87 year old dad trying to blockade the gate shut against those 50 mph winds. I have spent some time explaining those gates, and what I believe to be a picture of the connection between Donald Trump and the church. This would also be a picture of the church turned very political. When this tie is broken and the gates swing open, LOOK OUT! Those 50 mph winds were wrecking havoc on those dry corn shucks, and the old gates!

One more point on this before we leave the gates and enter the teepee. Donald Trump is a symbol of financial prosperity. During the forced lock down of the Corona Virus I heard many many people speaking of how good it was to be forced to slow down and possibly seek God more than before, especially Christians. So many were speaking of how they had ignored God and they needed to maintain this quiet time with Him and with people even after society opened back up. This is a type of gates opening too.

Many weeks ago I predicted these same people would rush right back out into the world forgetting everything they had the chance to learn. Like those corn shucks whirling in every direction, they pursue their own little kingdoms on earth, their own comfort zones. But the warrior in the night sky is about pursuit of a “Discomfort Zone”, and like Gideon’s army, few will be chosen because of the way they drink this world’s water! So…a word to the wise virgins…“watch the rush”! The gold rush! Gold fever! It will happen! The flood gates open and God’s people rush back into the worship of idols…Baal! God of fertility and prosperity! And this will set up the next judgement on God’s people, the church, because they chose the rush over His peace.

So…now we leave those gates and I drive my old 1990 Ram truck back to the teepee. I have “WORDS” painted on the sides of the teepee…special WORDS…Powerful WORDS… because they are God’s WORDS!

I climb out of my truck and start heading into the teepee to get out of the wind and chaos! Corn shucks flying everywhere! But as I enter under the large shade tree and draw nigh to the entry, the winds ceased! Complete calm! I look around startled and just inches away all is still as a hurricane! The big red barn is completely blocking the wind! The teepee is sitting in complete peace and protection! What is going on this day? God is giving me a living picture, but they are jigsaw puzzle pieces, and what will I see when they are all put together?

The puzzle pieces so far are these: I rise that morning and discover my fairly new watch has stopped at 6:56:22 a.m.! (I dug out my journal and found the records I wrote.) I gather all my stuff and finally head to farm, arriving in afternoon and finding my dad in a battle with the gates and the wind! I send him in the house and I open those gates, and I leave them open. The wind is crazy and a freshly harvested corn field is sending corn shucks everywhere! As if being in a corn shuck hurricane! I finally get back to the teepee after my own battle with the gates and wind, but I am then totally amazed as I enter complete peace in the teepee zone. And this is where we have gotten so far. Next main event comes that night with the Orion constellation.

There is great meaning in what God has shown me through this warrior/ hunter in the night sky. That weekend it was mostly about the time my watch stopped, and a window of time between the moon setting and the sun rising. But a little later, God would lead me to hearing a message about something called the “Gideon Anointing”, and when He did, I immediately knew this was connected to the night warrior in the sky! But first, what of the “window of time”?

As I googled information about the meteor shower because I was unfamiliar with it, I learned there was a window of time for best spotting a meteor. This window, as a time of “greater darkness” because the moon would set, and the sun not yet risen. My journal records the greater darkness would begin at 4:59 a.m. and sunrise was at 7:59. My interest was completely peaked when I realized my watch had stopped at 6:56:22! Within this window of time with only a little over an hour left! Of course, I immediately started bugging God as to what he was revealing? And the question occurred to me, “How long is an hour with God?” As explained in earlier articles I came up with 41.6666 years. But then there was still the roughly 3 minutes of time before entering 6:59 which leaves one hour of time before 7:59.

I spent much time making these calculations and praying for God’s help. I was at the teepee alone and seeking God anyway, so what else did I have to do? But I eventually came up with the estimate of June 2020, and I considered it was an election year and would probably be linked to that, but the actual election would still be like 5 months away. So…what might be going to happen? My mind was racing and I was waiting… watching and waiting and praying and preparing for what might be…as I still am.

I only saw one meteor that weekend, but it is still special. However, the most amazing thing, and it is still emblazoned in my mind, was the Orion constellation itself! The sky got so dark out there in the country! No clouds blocked my view! And it was awesome! The stars showed like diamonds on black velvet! It was powerful! His sword! His bow! (or shield). His belt! And his hour glass shaped body! Signifying TIME! A period of ONE hour! It was all too much for me! Until now, I have really not been able to explain it to anyone in a way doing it justice. What I’m writing in these blogs will be my record of it, and my best attempt to share it with others.

There is so much to share on this night warrior in the sky. Realize…the moon sets! Even as our modern churches have lost so much of their light! As if under a bushel! They shine the world more than God! Greater darkness takes over! The SON not yet to rise! But there are still the stars! MESSENGERS! And a night warrior in the sky like Gideon! Made up of those stars! The messengers! And I believe there is a Gideon anointing God has prepared in these last days for his remnant people!

I’m ending this portion here, so as to act like chapters in a book and portion out the message. I’m writing much “today”. More coming.

Note: If you live in Indianapolis and would like to meet, leave a message and it can be arranged.

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The big barn completely blocking the 50 mph wind gusts.

 

“Our Legacy”

photo-1540946485063-a40da27545f8 (1) “OUR LEGACY”

In our spirit lives eternity, as we deny passing time.

But our flesh reminds, ever so gently at first, or if need be harshly so, cause we need to know…to be aware.

Our bodies warn that day will come, when the heart beats no more and we are released into what?

Our Legacy.

Bitter and sweet together, ugly and beauty conspire…beauty of ashes… ashes of beauty… what message do we sire?

In the bitter and the sweet, the coffee of life we drink… but to what end? What will be because of me?

And if not for me, would never be, whether bad or good. For what do I weather the rain and sleet, the storms of life, the fading light? What will be because of me?

That will be my legacy.

Build a tower of peace, that tower inside your heart and soul…be intentional. Count the cost and pay the price. Look within…hear His voice.

Each day as you rise, look in the mirror and ask, this day

What will be because of me. And if not for me, would never be? In the small and in the large, what will be because of me? It’s not too late.

Your Legacy.

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