SEPTEMBER 4, 2017
“They will not be prepared for the disaster that’s coming.
Tell My people to get ready to help the lost.
The birth pains of judgement will intensify, bringing some to their knees in repentance.
Others will curse Me to the very end.
Hell awaits the rebellious with open arms; that grieves Me, yet each must choose My free gift of grace, repent and follow my Son, for only through Him can salvation come.
The turning point for your Nation came when your Nation exceeded Sodom and Gomorrah by taking Holy Matrimony and sanctifying it to Satan.
Never has a Nation been so wicked, since the days of Noah; you are Babylon and destruction has been decreed.
Repent My people, for you will see great destruction in your land.
Be Holy, My people, giving me your life that I may lead you.
Be wise, My people, for great deception comes in your midst bringing false hope, self-service and messages of the flesh that bring death.
Seek Me with all of your heart that you may over come the waves of destruction with My abiding presence.
No one knows the day or the hour of My full wrath, but those who know Me WILL be hidden in Me and protected.
Some I will take Home.
Others will go through major testing of their faith.
MOST will fall away for they truly did not know me and instead relied on religion made by man, with rules that were never from me.
In the midst of destruction, know that I AM.”
“You went forth for the salvation of Your people,
For the salvation of Your anointed.
You struck the head of the house of the evil
To lay him open from thigh to neck.
You pierced with his own spears
The head of his throngs.
They stormed in to scatter us;
Their exultation was like those
Who devour the oppressed in secret.
You trampled on the sea with Your horses,
On the surge of many waters.
I heard and my inward parts trembled,
At the sound my lips quivered.
Decay enters my bones,
And in my place I tremble.
BECAUSE I MUST WAIT QUIETLY FOR THE DAY OF DISTRESS
FOR THE PEOPLE TO ARISE WHO WILL INVADE US.
Though the fig tree should not blossom
And there be no fruit on the vines,
Though the yield of the olive should fail
And the fields produce no food,
Though the flock should be cut off from the fold
And there be no cattle in the stalls,
Yet I will exult in the Lord,
I will rejoice in the God of my salvation.
The Lord God is my strength,
And He has made my feet like hinds’ feet,
And makes me walk on my high places.
For the choir director, on my stringed instruments.”
Job 13:15a ~ “Though He slay me, I will hope in Him. . . “
One of you will say to me,
“Then why does God still find fault? For who can resist His will?”
But who are you, O man, to talk back to God?
Shall what is formed say to Him who formed it,
“Why have you made me like this?”
Does not the potter have the right to make from the same lump of clay one vessel for special occasions and another for common use?”
“Woe to the one who quarrels with his Maker—
An earthenware vessel among the vessels of earth!
Will the clay say to the potter, ‘What are you doing?’
Or the thing you are making say, ‘He has no hands ‘?”
“God replied to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM. . . “
“Jesus said to him, “I AM the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father but through Me.”