Barbara Francis (Godshealer7)

November 9 , 2018

I am the beacon of truth. I am the light of the world. Many have chosen to seek the darkness instead of my light. My children have grown weary and the thirst of nations covers the land. Speak now son of man speak what i shown you. Speak of the season.I see a fig tree but many of its leaves have fallen to the ground and those leaves that remain are curled and brown. You see well son of man. Just as the fig tree becomes dormant and waits for the change of the season so too my children await my return. Evils time is short for twilight approaches for the unforgiven.

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