And as I am instructed I so do write these things. That in the days of Estras and in the days of manna the words of God were given. Then by some were thrown upon stone and rock and by others questioned and still by others held to virtue. My words are not the contemplations of man but the will of my mind. I am the first and the last whose word does follow. If mans’ tinder would mingle with Mine in the fire which would burn and which would be lit and Last? You can know by their lasting that they are Mine. And so in season Words are given unto men whom some call prophet. I ask who this is, the prophet. Is it he you so discern or he discerns himself? Or is it I who decree? And shall he cling to that robe given or honor its absence by My Word? In days soon to pass heat shall move upon you and scorch the flesh. Winds will not sooth and time will not heal. I tell you now the anti-christ is upon you. The false prophet is seated falsely. The Abomination of Desolation has replaced the daily sacrifice. Heed or find Woe. Salvation is at hand and His name is True and Faithful. Will you His bride not call His name? Call Call Call Amen Do This I Will Be Your God And you Will be My Children

Casting upon another shore the light does shine anew. And being new the shore is given to wonder whence that light came and if it will have a known timing. Will it honor it at this hour or that? And should that shore begin to trust in expectations and seek the light at a perceived time, it should take the greatest care to honor the light in its absence as it did in its presence. For light is light given awareness, perception, and acceptance by all shores everywhere. He guides my hand fully and without reprise. He taketh the words of heaven and blesses my pen. He sets forth a wisdom that is understood by Love and is confounding to hate. And when the iterations of His mind are called forth by He who commands it be so, I write: Do this thing that I may comfort my beloved. Breathe deeply the Word as it is the Air that you would breathe. Know ye the gospel that ye may know peaceful slumber. Honor the day of My Father that He may know you. Be kind to yourself and others that you may know Him as one. Pray to Me as He instructed and pray to Him as given by the Spirit. Know and do as instructed then eternal comfort will be known to you and you will find My Love upon you. Amen The Blood of Jesus Christ Amen

That before I walked among men I was not exemplified, men knew right from wrong through their very heart strings as were connected to my Father. The Father gave law to settle disputes among the intellectually vain. Is my Father not consistent? Does His Law change within a whim? Did David have faith when He murdered Uriah and covet his wife? YES. A man can know faith and transgress to commit a sin of damnation lest he again repent. Are the dead that knew me not then damned for having not known me? NO. Do I take away free-will upon your faithfulness? NO. Eat freely of the stem and choose not the single grape of your fancy lest ye starve from lack of food. I am the Word and I am correct. I cannot be divided. I am died for the elect, they who chose to witness and accept the remission of sin. What valued prey you have become to satan whence you have accepted me. Ye are forgiven not of your vigilance and diligence upon receiving me. Rather it has never been more required of you. Amen I say -- Amen

Write said my Lord Jesus, What pain a liar suffers upon himself as it becomes a second nature. Spilling vial and disgusting odors upon the best of intentions and truth. How does he seek recompense from the twitch in his eye? Fill a lake baron of life and dried to its sands with buckets of blood carried one by one across mountains and deserts, till time itself becomes ignorant of its passing. And after the ages pass this task did require, the lake of blood is filled but has no life in it as is found in water. Only the life that is found in blood. And by that bloods filling you will find Spirit and release from falseness and twitching. Truly I say to you, carry your buckets full. Never cease until the day the lake is full and returned. Cast not a line or net for fish for the life in the lake of blood is the life that is in you. It is in and part of you because you have carried it one portion at a time over and over again. A baron and dry lake is falsely loved and falsely fished. Skeletons in scuttled boats cast frayed lines and nets ill repaired onto the dry bed laden with the skeleton of fish and shells. Bone feeding bone. Abandon not your buckets. Carry them full and trek ceaselessly to repair the wellsprings and lakes of your lives. Seek then know the blood of life. There you will know the end of lies. Amen.