Tuesday, 9 August 2011

Means A Miracle

Heavenly Father, dearest LORD, my love, my life please help Russell Means of the Lakotah nation, a patient for healing so that cancer can be repealed.

Let him be filled with your loving healing miracle, let him taste it like treacle. Sweet as honey pie that can fry the cancer away. What comes from nothing can go back to nothing. Make means a miracle for your glory LORD.

Speak with him LORD, show him the right way, let him hear you guide him, do not chide him. Mercy LORD for Russell Means who helps his people and raises them up.

Do not make me weep LORD for another special man. Please LORD, do not take this wonderful Indian from us so soon after you led me to him. LORD, I ask you with all my heart and pure intention do not make me cry again.

I sigh LORD and you say ISAIAH. What is the meaning of Isaiah? It means God is salvation. OK, thank you I understand the message. Healing is the path to salvation and love is the way. The path that leads to you LORD God. The highway to holiness.

You sent me to Russell Means to help him. I understand in kind, can he find within what is required with your help? You tell me PHELP, what does this mean? Son of Philip, do you mean Philip the Apostle?

The Greek name for Philip is 'Lover of Horses'. Of course, he must love himself fully, he must love his own horse. The gospel of Philip is also about perfection and affection. Thank you LORD for hearing my prayer and song to you. Fill the lover of horses with hope, light and eradicate that which created the disease, please.

I am picking up that the 'Lover of Horses' is to do with his Father. Healing to do with Father. The White Dove in your hand LORD, let its peace fly into his heart and make him clean inside, far and wide. When you sent me I tried to contact him, if it is your will LORD, he will respond and see the lady of light standing before him. May your will be done heavenly Father, the savior.


ELIAKIM JOSEPH-SOPHIA 



Tuesday, 22 March 2011

The Microwave

Thank you for being you and helping me in the way that you do.
I am aware, that I haven't written a sonnet to you for a very long time.
Life as been surreal, as mans plans are revealed, appealed and men killed.


It reminds me of the film 'Killing fields' instead of 'Field of Dream's.
Where is the A Team? Life is not all that it seems, where is the honor
for your will heavenly Father? Major Tom there is something wrong.
The bible predicted that it would pong, can we not sing a better song?


You know the nurse contacted me about her little brother, and
how they've put him under the cover. Oh heavenly Father, when is
it time for us to set them free from the medics? They don't understand
the planetary frequencies and the peoples sensitivity. 


Abba hold him in your arms of love and gentle embrace.
Help the doctors to understand the energetic microwave that he
digests in his chest. Set him free heavenly Father, do it for me.
His mother is going blind, let her see heavenly Father,
I know that you love me, like I love you, so true.


Help Japan Abba, they know not what they do.
Forgive them Father, I promise to do everything for you.
I opened the door to the Tree of Life and became your wife.
Life is filled with trouble and strife, and men using the knife.


Sons of light we do call, although many do not understand the fall.
The flame of your love burns brightly, we do stand tall. Let there
be no shortfall and only waterfalls of blessed water, that is healthy
for people to drink. Let not humanity sink in their own mire and attire.

Friday, 3 December 2010

Prayer Virgil for ISRAEL










Please save ISRAEL heavenly Father, please save your Carmel. They will listen Father, they will do your will.


Millions of trees are burning to the ground with the sound of snap, crack and pop. I know that you can help them and that there are miracles in your hand and heart.


5771 begun they had such hope of your Messiah, do not retire, remember 2003. If Israel burns then the Mosques will go too, like the destruction of the 2nd temple all over again.


You ask for the pen to be opened to let the calves go free. You said 'Let my people go" in 2006. Instead they thought they could give it a fix. Israeli insider banned your holy one and so did GLP.


If only they could have seen with their eyes wide open, when you told us about the H bomb. There is something wrong Major Tom, a silent war is underway on the T. They did not accept the key or give you the fee, they did not respond to your heart of love and fondness.


Forgive them heavenly Father, for they know not what they do. Raise Israel up Father, I feel sure you will see a change after this and they will accept your holy kiss.


AHAVA, AHAVA, I ask you with all of my heart, please start the redemption so that they can resist the temptation of every occasion. Please accept my candle of light so bright and my prayer, I really do care and do all I can to share, you know that we are a pair and nothing can tear us apart, you have my heart.



















Friday, 19 November 2010

Console Sonnet of God

Abba how can we be consoled when humanity walks towards its own self-destruction? How much longer can we carry their sorrows in our hearts to consume pain and suffering in our love?

You send me Angels that think they know better than you, Oh, there is so few that truly understand you and your ways and what you say.

We showed them true compassionate action, mercy and love, your white dove. We showed them your swan of grace, dignity and honor of you. It is clear that the sheep are not ready to let go of their fleece, it will reveal the meat of who they truly are and that they are not on par.

Nor did they handle the cue to pop the shot to ensure that there is food in every cot. We cooked the pot Abba as you asked us to do, with the food and pearl barley and the rest of the stew.

While the crew gather themselves we are ringing your bell, with every eclipse. Saturn transits and new discoveries of new planets. Every word you say we do tell.

You give me "PANETS', panets of fruit good for you, weight for two.

OK, I will wait a little longer, I walked the extra mile for you, now I trust you that you will tame the children to respect you in their love for you.














Saturday, 13 November 2010

2012

Oh dear Abba your Angels wait for the systems of the earthly Kingdoms and nations to fall, why do they refuse to stand tall and hear your call?

They speak to me of money and the Jews but it is Islam and China that is co-creating the nations demise. Neither Islam or China can put out the fires.

The students set fire to buildings, Muslims setting fire to the sacred poppy, its all going topsy turvy and the people are getting the scurvy.

Humanity are selling the shirts off their backs just to survive because of the tribes of bribes. 'Just for a nickle' you said, but a nickle cannot ensure a child is fed. Instead they put them to bed and they cry with the aches and pains of starvation.

What more can I do Abba, what more can I say? They refuse to listen and do your will in every field, and so many are being killed. Why can't they see that they will have to pay for not doing what you say?

How does the vision of Darth Vader help them? Won't it repel them when they do not understand your prophecies and prophectic dreams?

Nothing is what it seems, the Angels are in a state of illusion that all will be well in 2012. It reminds me of the Iron curtain where everything was uncertain.






Tuesday, 9 November 2010

I SEE

I see, I see your insights and advice unfold for all that has not been told. Being a single mum was part of the divine training too of being both mum and dad, there was no room for cads, everyone of them was thrown out with a letter and a shout.

The righteousness of your word made their blood curl so that they could be unfurled. Like a ball of string we held one end and threw the ball to unravel it, so that they could become fit.

WOW heavenly Father what a journey it has been. Climbing every mountain, there was no river deep enough or mountain high enough to keep me from you. How supreme of Diana and Kathryn Ross, you were always the boss.

How wonderful to see the creation fresco with the single mum in your arms with the children.  Telling Adam off for having limp wrists and not fulfilling his promise and oath that he made, for better or for worse.

How humanity was cursed when they sell the shirts from their own backs instead of appreciate the sacks filled with your grain of Joseph.

Being mum and dad on all fours letting the baby ride your back, oh I remember Sugar Shack and every tack. I remember the sheer power of homelessness and you kept telling us that we would get the longstraw and not the short one.

That was an empowering time and how we rose above it with tears of joy in your embrace. We looked everyone straight in the face, and the power was too strong for them to take away with every pace. How they cringed to see how happy I was without any comfort zones, while they were on their mobile phones I was winning the race.

Can the believers accept the one you sent to be mum and dad to the children? How amazing it is the way you have turned everything on its head. The believers are now the unbelievers because the unbelievers became the believers because they understand your signs. You did warn them that the first would be last and the last would be first home to you.

Prophecies fulfilled the religionists don't understand, will you enlighten them Abba on the fish that are being thrown away due to their decay? Everything will be OK you say, 'You shall carry the burden no more and I respond 'Are you sure?' 'Does that mean that we don't have to be poor any more? For your divine purpose and master plan.

Will you let me sing a happy song? You know that your lady does not like singing the blues? Did you put the new fuse into the socket and pocket? I love you Abba with all my heart and soul.























Water Flow

 Well AHAVA, you said let the water flow, will that stop the retention and aid the ascension of the people that sit under every steeple?

I am retained by you to attract the attention of the people, to bring them forth to your word and good will. At this point in time, all I can do is feel their pain and suffering on multi-dimensional levels, but mainly in the body, on the brink of life and death.

How would you like your river to flow heavenly Father? In which direction do you take me now? When will you move me to be in the warmth of the sun and help the children, to remove their sores from very pore?  You know this body does not like the cold of winter, when will you take me Abba, when will you move me on?

Sometimes sitting here with you feels like a waste of the spiritual gifts that you bestowed upon me, and everything that you taught me, is there not more that we can do? Shall we remote view before curfew?

You keep hold of me so close to you, that I have no will but yours. Ah you say to me 'All fours', I know, I know that is perfect love. So where is the builder that will build the house for us without any fuss?

Ascension, descension and ascension again, I never did like roller coasters nor did I visit disney land. You held me in your hand of kindness and mercy in the land of Joseph.

Will you now massage my feet? Is it time to write on every bed sheet with the footprint of your song and gong?

Your word shone Abba, even the cabbies remember every word we spoke with every poke. The comforter that arrived secretly like a thief in the night, being the promise that you kept to humanity.
Many have been moved on to integrate your word and wisdom.

Abba please keep Shelley and her baby in your heart. She reminds me so much of when I was younger, being a single mum, stroking the babies tum and bum.

Dancing every morning and putting the baby above our heads. Soaking up their bright eyes of unconditional love, smiles,  laughs and chuckles. Reminds me of Tania Causer and Sarah Truckle.

How strong and brave the single-working mums, they are truly blessed when they put their children first. So much courage to defend the children and provide for them alone. How blessed I was to give birth to the river of Jordan. He was the light and love of my life until I met your son,  such love he did bestow, I was consumed within it until he led me home to you Abba.