He Is Like Thunder and Lighting He Excited Me
God! We Behold that you are great and we know somehow your ways are pass finding out. anyhow!
Neither can the number of his years be searched out anytime he made small drops of water they pour down rain in the atmosphere according to the vapor
there on earth and on other people places and things. Which the clouds do drop and distill upon man abundantly anyway also
Can any one understand the ways of the clouds how they spread wide the noise of his tabernacle. Listen he spread his light from morning to night the sky still lights up the atmosphere and yet he heard our request our vows our prayers our wishes our desires our doubts of what if and our double mindedness fears our hurt lost and our gains yet he heard our crying in the lighted dark of despair called shame o the hurt o the pain where nobody seems to nurture the inside care to the flame of love and life and prosperity the tattered bloody soul is bleeding weeping praying asking for success known to faith proof tried in the fire pure gold by the spirit of love ascending and descending angels were known among the angels so let your request be known to him right now before God what is a stable mind yours is a stable truth and the truth will set you free or enter into the king domes smile gently secretly absorb the wonder of the earth sky view is high you try to look up and live listen to the silence of the received voices of the kings that are calling your destiny cloud name wisdom of reasons. We be hear near far clouds away distance blue skies in the horizon in the deep of the deepest cloud home hidden but not from you not far away anyplace any time any where just say my words are safe and life begins to unfold to me to be or not to show the burned and bruised hands of tried in the fire a sword of what our God can do. and what it cost to come out as pure washed gold fire powerful crucified as One of Gods dragons did come spitting fire on the shadows of death. My experience was that you first be feeling dizzy in the body and spirts and head in tears and almost dead because the shadows will come to prepare your grave clothes. As I rest my head on my pillow to sleep they came in the night to steal from me a spiritual secret destiny for the soul of my soulmate inheritance to my soulmate a given clone like me was given to my mate but he knew me the soul of one can never fail. My mate came to the battle came to the fire edge and burned his hands with depress sadness to lose the one he needed to fill his empty house of wealth we said together how long is long the fire burned in the fire of no one ever loved me any how not family not friends never had the birthday gifts or a birthday party never invited to mingle in holiday cheer so you leave and split the scene and all places and spaces pain every where fire for you to feel the flames called Gods holy fire burns for we know looking down is looking down on oneself anyhow not one thanksgiving feast from any holiday or not one kind word no holiday cheer or gatherings treated as if you already dead and at the time they renamed me a targeted dartboard. Kill if you can! And really was declare being the dead death wishes of every evil hope of evil people rulers of darkness wickedness real high principality and rituals and to sacrifices a deal with the unseen were made the deal of stolen stars and clones made over at death doors under the sea ready o take what is yours and replace your worth with the dead corpse .The fire burned at his word he spoked to me in the fire of life when he entered the scene my Father Heavenly came just in time with a thunder roar of pleasure joy and completions silence was heard and a dance was danced when he spoke to death to behave and everywhere and every spirt there gifted me confidence a treasure not made by hands for behind the time of people places and things. Time moves on mysteries mysterious journey on land oceans to the sea so many eyes on me to plan prepare no matter what and as weak as I be preparations are made for the long way home battles to face within the bleedings sphere of weakness what if? When I awoke just caught up and up to the hills for my help is high and lifted up above the sky walls lookup the clouds is the clouds that are higher than the highest peak the trees any how just believe receive if you are asking enter into the price!
Can you pay the God of Fire the price that is asked of you yes or no who know you may come out as pure gold or get burned like a hot wintertime
stubble barn fire confused and lost
The truth will stand the fiery dart of the beast the devil is the tester!
Copyright © Brenda J. Joyce | Year Posted 2023
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