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August 12, 2022 9:51 PM

August 12, 2022

Scriptural Reference: Isaiah Chapter 57 Verses 3 & 4
“But draw near hither, you sons of the sorceress, the seed of the adulterer, and of the harlot. Upon whom have you jested? upon whom have you opened your mouth wide, and put out your tongue? are not you wicked children, a false seed.”

Question: “But God, Mr. T. is not much different than Mr. O and Mr. B.?”
Note: God knew that I am aware that Mr. B. is to be removed and Mr. T. is to return by His Hand, as I was thinking at the same time about the coming transition and the freak show that is unraveling now in Washington D.C.

Answer: “It doesn’t matter satan is not going to drive the ship (of state) into the mud! On his time or his terms! He doesn’t call the shots! I AM in control! Wait and see what I AM will do with all these knuckleheads as you call them. I AM will have the last laugh and they will all howl with rage and scream for mercy, but it will be too late! For many leaders their fates are sealed! They will not repent! I AM has waited and they have all been interiorly warned by Me through their Guardian Angels, that they must turn back before it is too late! Almost to a man (or woman) they have ignored these admonitions! They will start to turn on each other and tear each other apart, for they all fear that betrayal now surrounds them, all those whose plots, plans, schemes have failed miserably, floundered, gone up-side-down! They will be looking over their shoulders and paranoia will set-in, causing each others words, gestures, looks, actions to be misinterpreted, misread, misconstrued, mistaken! Some will even turn the sword upon themselves as Saul did, giving up completely, for the Angel of Death will pursue all of them in turn, til they are backed up against the wall flat, with the palms of their hands flush with the wall and their jaws agape, desperately looking for support and stability from their crumpling on the floor in fear, shock and horror at how far they have fallen from their thrones! If these last sentences looked over long to read think how long I have been patient with these hyenas, these walking corpses, these human manikins of the snake king, these hellcats that still breathe? Well every dog has its day and their day is done, finished, kaput! Do not pray for their souls it is too late, they can not come to My House for the stench of their sin is too great! END

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