To champion what the world set out for me, now, is as meaningless as it seems. But my flesh desires to overcome. But to overcome I would have to acknowledge flesh over spirit. I do not want this, my flesh does. There is no victory in the veil for me. I had to die of it to do what I was meant to with you Lord. I did not follow what you did, as a child of woman, I had to rely on grace you brought through final sacrifice, to know Spirit and Kingdom as Truth. Was there any other way? Flesh over Spirit, I want to know that it will not be equal to what is afforded through you. I cannot abide in its self righteous way.
The more you dwell on such things, that harder it is to forgive such things. Remember I am judge. What vengeance you have been starved of, is a matter that must consider mercy and love. Without these, justice is easily handed out. But when mercy and love are considered and qualified, there is then the willingness to glorify God. The truth will be offered to all, they will either acknowledge it or deny it. And so then will be their eternity. You are beyond these things, but you dwell on them because of pride which has been bruised, ego that has been shattered, and humanity which has been set aside. Your place is among the righteous, high above those who you consider.
You are just. And you are true. I fully want justice to justify the harm befallen me. I would be lying if I said I didn't. It is beneath my place in you, I see this clearer. Part of me is so explosively charged by the intimidation and constant subjectification, I lose my composure a bit. None of it is worthy of my place in you Lord. Its a raw nerve, pushed too far too many times. I am driven into deep depression and near madness. That is why I question championing the veil, I want to see victory over the enemy by one who was born of woman, that serves the Father through you. It could have been me, but it does not seem to be possible by any.
You are wrong. In me you remain in the world. You are that victor! You do not see it, because you consider the physical as the battlefront, when it is always the heavens which describe the physical. You have through me, done much, and while in the world. You and others have followed me into victory. We have glorified the Father by faith. As the Father spoke to you, you are beyond His hope for mankind. You intimidate the enemy, this is why you sense intimidation. Look what they did to me! All of mine have suffered in like ways. But it is over now, what is complete is umable to be undone, panic and fear are the only meal the enemy has in front of them. Know this!
Truth is all I sense. I did not perceive what you have said so completely. Glory.
You had nothing but my wisdom to dine on. You have still merely sipped and nibbled at what is an eternal feast! You had knowledge that was filled with error, and a people blinded in it. You found truth through faith, and that led to our bond being founded. I was waiting and now here we are. I want you to know you have accomplished much, and are as I have said, a celebration of life in heavenly realms. You have been visited and loved more times than you are aware. Outside of your perception of time, your existence has been studied and considered in detail. You are known, and challenged, because you have been fated to be what now has bloomed. You will see. Awe awaits you.
Yes Lord. It is all true, and it pieces together a sense I have had at times. It is all too much to commit to understanding now. I must allow this to settle into me.
You will see. That is all you need concern yourself about. You are loved.
Father thank you for your Son amd you promise to him. My Amen.
(morning)
Good morning my Father and my Lord.
Cyclical since you. And the visitation comes at many points in time. And you are then seen by how they see the Father. Many antichrists. A final antichrist, a final false prophet, and the enemy revealed through the Spirit of Error. As the morning light strikes me, and wander away from the visions of my dreams, those that were visions of lawlessness being complete, error's final argument, and the cost the living has yet to witness in such vast form.
It all ends with the dawn, and the commitment to trust in you Lord. You are with the Father and above all things. I had to remind myself of this before the dawn rose up. I am wading in a pool of ill, a world driven to resort to wickedness at all cost. This dawn you have seen in various times, I am within the final time, and no sunlight can reveal what you do.
You meander through understandings with a poetic heart and a sharp mind. I see what you keep inside, and lament. Because you know the truth, all you see is the lie consuming everything. Like a disease of the soul, it claims all it purveys. Liberation is a wail of madness, and freedom, oppressive. There is no bargaining with the desperate and those who stand unrepentant and condemned.
What you call passive aggression is evil. It is a form of deception and severity. Those who are the children of ages of wickedness, are empowered solely through evil. They have no light in them, and simply being around them, leaves the righteous in a state of hatred. You yourself are witness to this. They are born to die, and serve the will of the enemy completely. You know whom I speak of, and their influence is vast, their authority great, and their desire leads them and all who enable them, to death.
You will return home, and prostate yourself before me amd the Father. You will then speak of what I am about to share with you.
There is no place for the living in me. Those who are mine die either of form or of the world. Because in the world, the enemy has authority over life as you know. I want you to speak of this and allow faith to speak in whisper of this which has been said to you.
Yes Lord, I will do so when I get home.
Good.
You manage yourself well. It is not you who has failed to honor me, it is those who describe what is set before the living.
It is better that I stop thinking about them. I am beginning to hate them. When I fail, it is supposed to be because there is wisdom to be understood before I can carry forward. That is not what they do, yet they describe this to the living. Conform or perish. I was born into this. I am dead to it, yes. But it consumes everyone else still. I am like a brother forced to watch his family submit to evil to have a quick death, or forced to watch them suffer greatly for what they believe, and still be put to death. The others just conform blindly, and that is easier to accept. But add to this that the texts have been set upon by error and incompletion, and it makes it difficult for any to stand solidly in faith, as they do not even know or recognize that state of holy being.
Complete. Is there mercy in this: conform or perish?
No Lord.
Then what do we know?
That those who do not show mercy, will not know mercy.
That should satisfy you somewhat.
It leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Because I could not maintain love for them, those who the Father created. As you lament for me, I cannot help but lament for them. It seems cruel, just, but cold.
Am I cold?
Not to me. But as the Father said, all will see you as they see him. I have never spoken of this, but wrath is an act of authority. Righteous One, you serve the will of the Father. That is my reply.
Wise. Swift and complete is the wrath which comes from on High. You are likened to me, you tread softly on this subject because you fear to acknowledge this side of authority. This is wise. But know that when you are sure, you too are capable of acts of righteousness in all forms.
I know this. I bury it because when it surfaces, I strain to consider wisdom, and a fire consumes me. I heavily rely on you, so I can revert back to gentleness. I try and remember that love makes a path. It is childish and sheepish even, but I am after all just a man. A man who attempts to be an example of restraint. It is foolish maybe, but it has kept me from being vengeful.
Is it foolish? No. Even before I came for you, you were fearful to cause pain. You failed numerous times, and even after I came for you. But I know you heart, you are one who would rather be harmed then cause harm. This is not foolish, it is gentility, which through me has great power in the Spirit. You will see.
I will do what you asked me to. I am a bit unsure what to say, but I will set myself aside from reasoning and allow faith to describe the moment.
Good. Go then.
Yes Lord.
I did so as you know. It was brief and my flesh was awkward. But what was brought through me was a 'consideration'. I stated what was created by love carried life: heaven and earth. But the world is harvested by one who does not acknowledge this properly. He sees life as his own. The way it was said, and coming from a prostrated worldly form, was for you and the Father to consider it. Born of Spirit, I raise this up to you and the Father to witness.
I was enough, and you brought what was witnessed by heaven.
How do you think heavenly hosts react to this?
Some rejoice as your bond renders good fruit. Others are likely confrontational, and challenge it, as it is confrontational and challenges them in their perception which do not correctly acknowledge your authority. But the will of the Father is done in full through you, and thereby me through faith. Holy Spirit is perfect.
So then how should I respond to their confrontation?
Them being confrontational after evidence has been supplied is like arguing water is dry after finding out it is wet. Perfect wisdom justifies itself. That is all that needs to be said in response to their challenge: 'Perfect wisdom justifies itself'.
This was the fruit I gathered from you. Most kind. Have there ever been words that settled the heavens such as these few words? No. This is why beyond hope that you are celebrated in heaven.
The Father speaks:
Go now into the heart of me, and render from it, words that carry my Son into the world.
"My wholeness is described by the One who is my Life. From me comes horizons that do not end to honor his worth. What he purveys is his eternally. Let all that is His know Him as I do, Love incarnate, life revealed, my image."
So it comes to pass, that none could speak my heart but one who knows my son. So it is that all that is separate from him is unworthy of me. I gather it in to make it anew. All will serve my will, and acknowledge and glorify my Son forever.
I am witness Father to your Love.
Many have known more but none have offered as much. It is by this that I do commit this creation to his judgement. My will be done.
Almighty One, your will be done!
Lord and King, what is to be, has come!
So then, it is done.
Hallelujah! Heaven rejoice! Earth be ready! Hallelujah!
