The Scribe


A scribe is commissioned from heaven.  “Write down what you see without leaven.”

He’s much like the painter on canvas of white; painting from memory a dream born last night.

The scribe deftly fashions his glory filled words, striving to translate the beauty he’s heard.

His colorless palette is but black and white.  Still letter upon letter he gives the blind sight.

The glory’s not his for he has not a clue.  He has not approached any closer than you.

He thinks he is blessed but how should he know? Except that by faith to God’s throne room you go.

Warning


On this day of Sabbath for me I appealed to the Lord.  May His mercy be shed upon this servant to relay His word.

“Blood will flow.  Like a river it will flow upon the earth.  Even now the enemy amasses its weapons of destruction.  Rantings and railings against the Holy throne of God abound.   And they take delight in the prospects of the blood they will shed.

The men of blood wander about their lives without knowledge of what is coming.  As was written before, they hear the strange noises of this amassing.  But they do not understand its implications.  Like cattle they eat as they please without the slightest notion that their death is being plotted by evil men.   The father of lies enrages them with unholy encouragement.  Lies fill their hearts, minds and mouths.  And they form boasts worthy of hell itself.  The joy of murder is in their hearts, and there will be no stopping to the war they will wield against their enemies.”

Oh men of this earth, you children of blood, I beg you to hear my plea to you.  Turn from the works of you hand and seek the face of the Loving and Living God.  Repent of the things of sin and seek what is holy and sure.  What has been prophesied from ages past is about to be unleashed.  Where will your feet stand when it begins?  Where will you run to escape what is gathering against you?  Every man’s way is plainly seen by the Lord.  Even the thoughts of your heart are open and clear before His perfect eyes.

He is mercy to those who seek repentance.  He is full of compassion for those who allow themselves to seek His will.  We are not created to seek our own pleasures.  We are created to serve the Living God in spirit and in truth.  But you will not have any of this.  And for this reason the war is assembling in a distant place.  Do not think any will escape.  Do not think that the works of your hands will save you from what is sure to come.  Jesus alone is the answer.  He has pleased His Father and opens His Holy hands to receive all who will humble themselves, pray, and seek His face.

This alone is the day of salvation for all men.  There will not be another offered.  While we inhabit these sacks of blood is the only place where mercy will be extended.  Once you have passed from this place you are sealed forever in what you have received here.  I implore you to seek out the salvation that comes from the Son of God.  Only those who have washed their robes in the Blood of the Lamb of God will be saved.  Accept His invitation to walk into the consuming fire that is the judgment of God.  Purify yourself by submitting to His Lordship.

I have been blessed to share this message.  It pleased Him to share this with us.  Do not spit in the face of what is God’s.  Consider with the utmost sobriety what has been delivered.  I tell you what I have heard.  And appeal to you to respond.   Why would we willingly die?

By His Grace.