11 March 2019, all during the day

O Earth, Are You Ready For The Beautiful One

Are you Ready to carry My Glory ?
I have My spotless Body before Me
I am going to do a supernatural thing,
to invade this Earth; to touch every human being !

All those awaiting for Him, expecting these days,
you will get changed, you will step out
Doing greater miracles in My ways,
embrace of what I have been talking about

To rule from the throne from your heart, from within
more than Savior, being Lord and King !
This will be The start,
of My saints coming in !

Nothing is more powerful than Love,
it will take all of eternity to see
The greatest power ever created by Me,
you, died and risen, seek those things that are above !

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22 February 2019, all during the day

Your Destiny

Ever has it been that Love knows not
it’s own depth, until the hour of separation
The sacrifice ascends as a cry in desolation
O, the peace that followed, My God, My God !

What must we thus convey ?
an infinite MORE is destined to lie behind
This could not be understood by human kind
’cause You broke all significant human pathway

The Word spoke to the Father on the mountain tops in time,
that we shall grow in the likeness of the Divine
O, the breadth and length and depth and height,
large as the universe, pure as Twi-Light !

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11 February 2019, all during the day

Let Me

Let me turn my face to the blank sheet,
for You to paint on future’s complete
Once written as a living meadow, but erased,
this garden where war took place

Let me go forth to this pure color,
by red blood and water, close to our Father
A rose that speaks of risen beauty,
descents it’s ripple blossom for all to see

Let me run and spill over into song,
a melody of music dots to hold on
Oh, clothed wonder that hear and long,
‘but don’t forget to ask, oh little one !’

Let me then stand and cloaked in the sheeted rain,
for washed tears that the scent of roses contain
Love’s voice in each drop to echo and remain,
while a picture of all things will grow green again !

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4 January 2019, all during the day

If They Only Knew My Name

Made from dust, so earthly bound,
i am standing, like a stranger set apart
Yet, while fate gloomed on foreign ground,
suddenly a soft whisper passed the beating heart

‘If they only knew My Name’, breezed
a focus away from selfish aim
and as my sadness ceased,
Your mystery call so gently came

Why do they think they can figure Me out,
by the assumption of their doubt ?
Who can understand the whisper of it’s leaves,
when a tree is touched by the beginning of this breeze ?

A burning teaching, closely like the Emmaus Road,
reveals heaven’s code by which many souls will be fed
While pressed in thirsty sheet patiently i am showed,
‘they will know Me when I break the Body of the Bread’