Every Thing in its Season, TIME to Come TO the Hand of God. The bones of HIS dead MUST BECOME Bones of Life. The Mind I Could NOT Understand by spirit of flesh HAS Come TO BE the Mind I Love to BE with.
Imagine THIS TIME OF WORLD, an hour WHEN things actually Seen IN THE VERY MOMENT of happening. The world becoming filled with eyes, that see where there is no flesh to see.
It Seems to me that BREAKING the Written rules, laws of time bound flesh HAVE BECOME the rules of disobedience. The nation naked before the eyes of world's flesh. No Truth to protect her. BUT then I am JUST a visitor, passing from HERE, Home in the Body of Christ. And the Body or Peace is NOT GOT wars. The darkness HAS MISCALCULATED, the Reality of God IN His Tribe. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH time to WAKE UP. Lord, Merciful God, Father of Love, Awaken those asleep in, with Goodness of Presence. That ALL Hearing MAY COME BY Spirit, to Your Throne, BOWING THEIR darkness, Shine Brightness and Stand Your Children, Flesh in TIME to Proclaim Your Astounded, by the Sound of Thoughts Brought into EXISTENCE BY UNION WITH Head.
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