Jesus said to them, “Very truly I tell you, it is not Moses who has given you the bread from heaven, but it is my Father who gives you the true bread from heaven. John 6:32
I write in my journal the things that pop into my head as if God is speaking to me. If the church says what I have written in wrong then the church is correct and I am wrong.
May 31, 2021 – Feast of the Visitation
Beloved Lily of the Father,
My command to you, be fruitful and multiply. A command of body and spirit for what I join no man should tear apart.
I AM LOVE.
You shall have no other gods besides ME.
You shall not use MY NAME in vain.
Remember to keep MY DAY holy.
Oh, how hard man is.
October 24, 2019 the culmination of generations of disobedience, strange fire was put on MY ALTAR.
MY ALTAR, where MY SON lays His sacrifice through His Priests.
A goddess of fertility breaking covenant with me and calling down curse upon my people.
NO OTHER GODS.
Oh how you have used MY NAME in vain, or refused to speak MY HOLY NAME to those who need to hear it.
Oh how you have DEFILED THE SABBATH.
How hard man is!
Spitting upon MY HOLY FACE in the name of FALSE love.
The curse is called down upon your fertility.
Rachel weeps for her children for they are no more.
A plague indicates how you have turned your backs on my command.
It is a call to repentance. If only you would heed the call.
You asked for signs, none will be given except the sign of Jonah. Repent.
Whoever swears by the altar swears by everything on it.
You choose your own savior.
One birthed through the worshipful master. No man is master. Call no man father. That is reserved for my Priests, not for the false gods you prop up for yourselves.
Science is not your father. Science belongs to me and is only fruitful so long as all of directed toward ME. Be fruitful and multiply.
Good is called evil and evil is called good by those who cannot see the past the veil.
When science is the only means to the end devoid of me, when science destroys what I created, what I have made, WOE TO YOU.
A third of the stars will fall from the sky.
My DNA is replaced with mimicry.
It is an abomination.
Therefore fertility will be taken because you handed it to the one who came to steal, kill and destroy and you placed it on MY ALTAR.
I WILL NOT HAVE IT. Love has no room for defilement.
WOE TO YOU.
How hard man is.
Persevere little one.
I have placed the elect with my Holy Family. It is marked on your heart.
Sing praise and thanksgiving even when you don’t understand.
I will bring Glory from on high.
The Blessings of the Father will soon be restored.
Be not afraid.
– God The Father