We were sinking, in an already fragile society, and bearing witness to an ephemeral humankind. The longevity of our ancestors, has been our ladder day generation. Today on the Cosmic calendar is Dec 31, and we are at the stroke of the midnight of the 1st of Jan. Jesus, 5 seconds ago, was walking on water, healing the blind, and proving the love of Elohim. 14 seconds ago, writing was invented, and because of Yeshua's timeless example, and the invention of writing, I am bearing witness via this epistle letter to you, of Elohim in 2020. Without Yeshua's light, and His appointed Apostles 2000 years ago, and the rippling splashes of their impact, we would have seen a terrible secular darkness, and bondage to tyranny. Love in Jesus name is proclaimed, and many people pray to the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, and freely worship Him, because Jesus Christ paved the way. This God of our forefathers, is Agape.
Agape Love would save them! A union and fellowship of miracle working power! This love is the highest prompting, and the compassionate empathy sometimes hurts. But outside of our comfort zones, we can express sympathy, and care about the "least of these", Jesus spoke of in Matthew 25. Elohim was always standing up for justice, and redemption, and sought to take care of the sheep. Yeshua was a Sheppard that guided and guarded, and I was following Him, as He guided me to Holy Spirit. Born into this late hour, I had a mission to radiate Agape, and Jesus Christ led by the ultimate example.
I never knew the hour nor the day, but could see with my own to eyes the skies were darkened by dusk, and Yeshua's light was all I had to brighten the moment. Our generation owed it to Him, that we could so freely look to Elohim, and find our Source and Creator, and the liberty to worship in His name, was hard won by many martyrdoms and missions. Many saints worked for the Kingdom of Heaven upon the Earth, and though they were acting in faith, many knew that doing the right thing, was to love.
Without love, this planet would have not survived the Cold War, and far worse catastrophe would have transpired, than what happened during this Apostate era. The signs and omen, all point to midnight, and ignoring the still small voice of the Holy Spirit, is ignoring the hope of Elohim’s blessing. Elohim longed to save the Earth, and both Adam and Eve, but the world is ending, and there is no union for peace. This is a disastrous conundrum, and it could have been avoided, by the Messiahship acting on love, and coming to the rescue. Now there was no Advent, and the Apocalyptic calamity is wrecking our planet.
I care about this planet, and its people. I do not want to abandon this place, and will not go quietly into that night, but raise a ruckus and shout. I see the Apocalypse striking, and nobody has yet to see the Advent. This Earth needed saviors, and Elohim needed spokespersons, and we all had a job to do, and "the harvest was plentiful, but the workers were few" (Matthew 9:37). We were called as missionaries, and prayer warriors, and testimonial bearers, to meet a need that has been a long time unmet. We were the only ones that could do our part, and were blessed to know Elohim, and follow after His Agape. I'm afraid we let down the Universe, by not rescuing Earth.
Too many people are hurting, to just sit idly by and watch, when we could soothe, comfort, and give provisions grace. We were a way for the Universe to know itself, and could provide light to all those shrouded eyes, and broken hearts. Idleness is complicit to Satan, and not shining the light of Elohim, is letting people down. When you have an opportunity to rescue someone, you should take it unto yourself to rescue them. If you have the keys to someone's imprisonment, you should set free, and restore that person. If you can meet a need, meet it, and give of yourself, as an act of worship to Elohim.
I came to help, and attest to Elohim, in Yeshua and Mary's name, and as a prophet, clear up erroneous zones of false religion, and vain beliefs. Many formulas to cast away the care exist, and I don't want to make excuses, and not try to deepen my empathy, but instead be rooted in my Love for Elohim, and concerned for Him, and His will. I have a burden on my shoulders, and in my heart, and in my testimony, and I hope that somewhere there is sanctuary in the Hereafter. My heavy footsteps stride onward, not knowing or foreseeing future things, but hoping for the best, even though the Earth is seeing the worst.
I pray for mercy. That my sister will care for me. I pray that Elohim is honored, and worshiped by creation. I forgive, and I pray for forgiveness. That we can reconcile. I hope for life, love, and longevity, and hope that tomorrow sees brighter days. I hope I can give my Father a blessing, and bless mankind with the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, in my writing, and word, and deed. I want to thank Elohim, for my many blessed days, and these precious moments I cherish, and I want not to waste another second, not having gratitude and thankfulness. No matter what happens, I am thankful, for what Elohim has already done, and what He is still doing to bless creation. May our homes be protected, and our families safe, and may no one deny that my Lord is good. Peace be upon you, and upon your soul, and may you find comfort in Elohim's embrace, and doing His good work upon the Earth. Amen.
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