The Valley of Decision

Multitudes, multitudes in the valley of decision (judgment)!
For the day of the Lord is near in the valley of decision [when judgment is executed]. Joel 3:14 AMP 


The sword passes,

Throughout the land.

Blessings granted,

Torn from hand.


Turn!  Choose life-

Repent of sin!

Walk with God,

Delight in Him!


If you obey,

God will bless.

But He is jealous,

for your best.


He requires,

Heart, soul and mind;

Not ‘your way,’

But, loyal divine.


To obey is better,

then martyrs death.

To Love Him Who,

gives Life Breath.

I Charge You.

Don’t forget those that are suffering for their faith in God. This rings in my mind quiet often. Do not forget. I am thankful that I can go to a house of worship without fear of being followed or killed for it. I am thankful that I wasn’t lined up on a beach and executed for being a Christian.

I can’t forget other brother’s and sister’s for we are of the Body of Messiah, we are the Bride He is returning for.

Make no mistake, wherever God has called me I will go. More then likely and lately it’s meant dyeing to what ‘I’ want, and living for what God wills.

That is a kind of martyrdom too, only the intentional denial of self even when self is screaming blood murder.

I urge you fellow readers to come to the One who has open arms and kindness to you. I challenge you readers to stand up for what is right, not to change your moral code based on popular opinion but even in the face of death, you stand firm.

Having done all, stand.

Fight the good fight of faith.


Never Again is Now


I raise my hand high in support and not forgetting those brothers and sisters that are being killed off because they are Christians. I refuse to stay silent, and in my own way show support. I am a Nazarene, and I’d gladly lay down my life for God and my brothers and sisters as well as those being persecuted just for being different as I mentioned in an earlier post. The time for silence isn’t now, it’s time to make a clear stand. I’ve made my move come what may.

who will speak for the voiceless

Recently I emailed the white house, I’ve written them as well and gotten a response. The reason I feel compelled to say (in this case type) something is that the fire in my bones won’t allow me to not.

Overseas in mass numbers people are being killed in unspeakable ways. Muslims, Christians, Women, Men, Children burned alive, limbs severed from their bodies for insane reasons, high taxes and or death if there is noncompliance and be-headings in the form of sawing off heads.

I have only seen about 4 years ago one video, and that one was all I needed to see of a beheading as a man screamed while having his spinal chord, voice box and neck sawed into.

After some bile was flushed down my toilet, I saw evil and didn’t want to see or hear of it again. To my shame I have ignored the plight of humans being killed off as it has grown in number sense that time four years ago.

Just because someone has a different faith, or they smoke a cigarette, or they don’t pay their ‘taxes’ etc. This is why they are in great numbers fleeing the hell they live in.

Who will stand up for them even if it costs the life we have? When did ‘Never Again’ become forgotten? It’s only been 70 years and the west is now plugging it’s ears and plugging into an electronic device to drown out the screams of the dyeing.

Shame on us.

An Interjection

Acts of Kindness,

Open eyes of blindness.


A cohort of power,

Civic foul hour.


Party-political opinion,

Lifeblood ideal pinion.


Oh cost, someplace gash?

Oh measure, spiteful lash!


Do they not care?

Do they not dare?


Please, don’t ask of news,

Anarcho-syndicalist red hues.


I standpoint temperance,

Or all at one.


I stand for Nazarene,

And fall for none.

Bleeding hands are shaking

So they took Jeremiah and cast him into the dungeon, of Malachi the king’s son, which was in the court of the prison, and they let Jeremiah down with ropes. And in the dungeon there was not water, butt mire. So Jeremiah sank in the mire. Jeremiah 38:6

Let the groaning of the prisoner come before You; According to the greatness of Your Power preserve those who are appointed to die;  Psalm 79:11

So, this was my reading for this evening, a few of the scriptures. It dose not take much to understand and imagine what Jeremiah, the psalmist and others of faith went through.

I will admit I’m trying to find the good, aside from those who were ‘god fearing’ who helped Jeremiah out of the mire, I find myself sinking in my own version of mire.

Sometimes, the hope of God is hard fathom.

Sometimes-things tear at me.

My head is screaming at me, water is boiling over on the kettle and I don’t care.

Lord, according to the greatness of your power preserve those who are appointed to die.

I feel like I’m screaming and no one hears, and I suppose this is where I am left to rot.

In the thought of no hope.

The dark is so dark, and my light is so dim.

Why do I even bother to fight the good fight?

Oh yea, it’s because if good people did nothing the dark would overtake everything…

Can I just say I hate evil, can I just say I hate people of power not giving two craps about life, even when I call them, write to them.

It seems as if the warning falls on deaf ears.

They know, they just don’t care.

You know what I think of the wound called Benghazi?

I remember it so vividly, and so well; the fire, the blazing wounds, screaming in my head.

It happened the month I went to mercy ministries, ironically. (eye roll)

I thought of this on and off while I was at Mercy for seven months.

Their cry of help wasn’t answered for a good reason.

Treason on the part of the ‘leaders’

While thinking, the only logical conclusion I came to was this:

There are weapons being traded that our ‘leaders’ never talk about, never mention, never think two blinks of…

Weapons were handed off to our enemies, and still are being given to them…

Those people knew it, and were killed because they knew too much!

As Ms. Clinton slept soundly in her bed without a care in the world…she has blood on her hands, and smiles all the while…

It sickens me…on a human level where is her humanity?

No where to be seen or traced…

Funny how all these years later the same ‘issue’ comes back to haunt isn’t it?

Yea Benny boy was killed, but the tippers had a high price: weapons, lives, and lies…

The price of blood being sold as truth…

Leaves that Fall

Be it towers that collapse truth that is told in love perhaps this is judgment to get our attention? Remember when people were ridiculed for saying such after a great tragedy, and it was, it was awful, sick and twisted…

And yet when there seemed to be a turning to God (remember that?) it didn’t last but at best one month, and then it was business as usual

better yet a new tower was to be built-in the place of the rubble in the name of ‘freedom’ but truly it was in the name of defiance and a stiff neck

Why in the world did ‘freedom tower’ take so dang long to build?

(take two guesses) no one could make up their minds, it took dang near seven years…

Duh One: Shemitah seventh Biblical year of release anyone?

Duh Two: We are (myself included lord am I ever full of this sometimes and it never goes well for me when I am) pride, not-self respecting pride,

but of the “Hey God screw you, I’m going to do this my way and build something to willingly forget the judgment You sent” verity…

Essentially a towered middle finger to God…

Just saying repentance is a good idea, (even for myself as I am being more sensitive to God’s leanings) turning to God with your all, all of who you are…

a want to get close to the Great ‘I AM’ who was an is and is to come…

His greatest heart cry is to get to know people of their own free will to choose to get to know Him He died and rose again to make a way for that to be possible…

He is beyond all my expectations and words I string together…and I don’t want it any other way…

If anyone ‘gets’ not being ‘gotten’ if that makes sense, He does…

His perfect Love casts out (in the Hebrew it says like chuck violently casts away) all traces of fear when you mean it with Him,

He will show up, and meet you wherever you are at…

I know this because I’ve walked through it myself, as have many others…

bones sucking stones

Of cowards and boys,

Who rule over ‘independent joint states?’

Is a bit how I notice our contemporary ‘Mr. Presidents’?

Written expressions are powerful;

Spoken words of even more prevailing.

What will be written of this narration in history?


Yea, those that knew yet understood nobody.

And of those that stood on principal

Beaming as spokes of terms;

Heard through the whispers of this present past.

You blush Mr. O, wrote en route to you.

Thanks for the staffer response;

I’m sure they needed the encouragement more than your eyes did.

Stomach-ache through the ‘reports’ that are strenuous.

More still-

Chatting beheaded suits and skirts of hearsay.

It fossilizes my eyes,

And stings my ears.

-I’m not anesthetized-

-Just –


People Get Ready

Well, Elul the 29th 5775 or as most of us know it to be September 13th 2015 at sundown, prepare in the best way you can, by getting to know, love, and lean on Adonai and his Son Yeshua.


Best ‘fall out’ plan, because when things hit the fan and I’m not saying they will on that date but I am saying the ripple effect of that date (we don’t know when or how long it might be) and that’s actually a good thing

Because it separates those that are serious about God, his love, showing it in the ‘every-day’ and just saying ‘hay man? can I pray for you?’ I’ve never had someone say anything worse then ‘pray for me would you?’

The desperation level is high, people know something is going on they just do not know what…

It’s simple if you have your nose to the ground and your head in the Heart of God…

He’s gathering to Himself those that are his kids, bringing in new kids through us, and those that say they are his kids but are afraid to live it out, or just flat out don’t are falling away…

It’s that way for a reason, remember when Jesus said, “in this world you will have trials, but be of good cheer I have overcome the world”

Or before Yeshua was ready to be handed over, betrayed, beaten and killed for us, he was speaking to his disables regarding when they were sent out; not only them but 70 others who followed but later fell away (as a background to the quote from Luke 22:35-38 KJV)

And he said unto them, When I sent you without purse, and scrip, and shoes, lacked ye any thing? And they said, Nothing. (because he was on the earth physically and had not yet set the Holy Spirit) 

Then said he unto them, But now, he that hath a purse, let him take it, and likewise his scrip: and he that hath no sword, let him sell his garment, and buy one. (to defend themselves.)

For I say unto you, that this that is written must yet be accomplished in me, And he was reckoned among the transgressors: for the things concerning me have an end.

And they said, Lord, behold, here are two swords. And he said unto them, It is enough.

It’s also stated in the Bible to be as ‘gentle as a dove but as wise or (full of God’s understanding) as a snake…

To be aware of the season in which you are in, to get ready for the final harvest that is coming as farmers call it ‘bumper crop’ meaning it’s going to be unlike anything we have ever seen and it’s going to be awesome sauce!

Yea, we will be marginalized, ridiculed, persecuted and some called to suffer physically financially, etc. some killed for the faith we hold onto…

Pastors are already being arrested for ‘hate speech’ just google it don’t take my typed words for it.

It really is sickening but at the same time sobering, and funny enough just emboldens myself as a believer in God and His Love all the more…

History on Repeat (oh boy)


Remember when Neville Chamberlain said this in 1920 and waved the piece of paper around and what in the world happened later on?

Oh, just 1938, the night of broken glass, mass deportation of homosexuals, different people including those with autism, Jews, Gypsies and the ash heap of history after that (pun intended)

(did you forget that quickly?)

cheers to the maker of this photo-shop pic, it is sadly fitting…