[So, did I sit in the running car today, writing some hasty driven notes on a torn piece of brown paper bag? . . . Whilst getting ready to brave the supermarket for a few things. . .? Yes, I did. The Bolded below is that, with some slight commentary afterwards. Lol, not trying to be fancy. Just sayin' this happened, and I wrote... and now relating.]
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"Imagine . . . Seeing a glowing, bright, light, warm throne in the distance.
You are far away, but you can See it and feel it somehow, in deep 'cellular' clarity, from head to toe, from Soul to body, mind, heart--ALL of you Sees this, now becoming Holy, visceral, vision.
BUT! You are miles away. . . .
Yet it is close. . . .
NOW! You find yourself experiencing that Holy vision (Who Is A Person) even in the smallest little sand particles you are crawling across, within each speck . . . each grain--
All His Glory is being felt and revealed to you!"
There are "trillions" of grains all along The Way, each one as profound as the next, for each reveals His Glory.
Let's not be surprised you can't be just now standing at that Throne, in His immediate presence! No!
But, The Son, WHO CAN, AND DOES, AND IS, will bring you there!
And so, knowing this . . . crawling, scrapping, worming along The Way, The Glory is revealed AND EXPERIENCE--FOR YOU!
Worship! Praise God!
It is one of God's (many) greatest works (so far that we've been Told--no doubt there's more:) . . . taking fallen, corrupt, dead, rotten, worthless lumps of dirt--and transforming that thing into something like God, perfect."
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here come the sideline thoughts, commentary, I'm adding now as I TRY, lol to get the above transcribe from brown paper grocery bag paper writing in parking lot to HERE...
[If one can grasp it. THIS is the purpose of all--to worship and observe and experience THE GLORY OF GOD forever . . . as His own, a fellow, son/daughter of The Father.]
The Spirit speaks in The Spirit . . . and we, when we are able to hear Him after much loving striving, humbly convey what is/was shared. Words fail, BUT, they are cherished, quaint blessed attempts, which HE HONORS because of the hard-line love of God and imploring; the meager creature finding a way to communicate with The Lord Of All! ..... Hence there are poetic and musical and stumbling, bumbling words that the--dare I say? yes I do--the insignificant little creature (made significant by The Creator) gets to parlay and enjoy communion with The Father of All.
I will add here now, the Spiritual battle is getting hot and heavy. When we are at our least and lowest, His Greatness and love shines most, btw, just sayin'. . . .
So, here is the rest of it (keeping grammar, exclamations as it was--not gonna correct anything, just reproducing the quickly, impelled handwritten notes, fwiw:): ]
Hey, btw God bless you and I thank you and especially a couple I think might actually be angels.... Heavy spiritual attack ongoing for a while, fighting through. . . . Have a lot to say, and God willing I will help as can.
One quick thing I'll add . . . is that I suspect about 2027 they will attempt the one world religion in lock down mode type scenario. First they have to get the digital money thing in place.... I can see where the colors of the four horseman of the apocalypse might quite align with a certain religion (seemingly) gaining prominence and apparently has quite some global backing going on. . . .
More on all that later, God willing and I can survive the wolves and directed SPIRITUAL attacks (trust me . . . there are witches and warlocks and the dedicated Enemy's soldiers who non-stop the glowing of the Holy Spirit filled/dedicated. . . .
Not one to ask for favors or help.... BUT , will humbly ask my friends, and Believers for prayers from real Christians and any material help if led.
Front lines time, my fellows, loved ones in Christ! Battle fierce already, and about to get fiercer. Full armor of God time.
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