The blessed Egyptian man that was free did return dear LORD, he contacted me and now I know Elia is living in Canada doing great works for thee and me. Thank you LORD that he is free. He asked that we pray for his people LORD and I know that you will hear his sincere prayers to you.
Pray LORD can we also help the people and children of Syria, let us send them the zest of the Orange of the sunshine of your love and life demonstrated so powerfully by your Son.
Let us send them kindness and zealous compassionate action, no more paid rebels from Libya with guns and violence that vexes you and the Holy Spirit.
You sent your blessed elohiym and the children to help humanity, so let the divine intervention and your divine will be seen for your glory.
Please keep the people and children of Syria and Egypt in your heart, do not turn your face away from them. Give them all of the beauty of the orange juice, all the vitamins that they require for their freedom and democracy.
Let it truly be your testimony for Joseph for your glory LORD.
Let your prophecy of righteousness and faithfulness be seen by the world so that the children can be airlifted out of their continued pain and suffering. Let them recover LORD, show them your way of life and ascension.
Ahava, my life, my love, my beloved.
Let us do it all for love.
Tuesday, 3 January 2012
Sunday, 18 December 2011
Egypt Fran Freeman
Oh LORD most gracious, compassionate and merciful.
Please help the children of the nile, rank and file.
Please stop the violence and the appliance.
Help Egypt to be free from captivity.
I wake up dazed like I have been tazed.
LORD you know the children dream to be free,
let the Egyptian people see thee, let them know thee.
Give them the key of life to live.
Heavenly Father I ask you with all of my heart,
please intervene, let there be divine intervention.
Hold Egypt in your hand, feed them like the days
of Joseph, coat of many colors. Give them the grain
abundantly, let no man put them asunder.
Fran you say, who or what is fran? A hurricane?
Originated from a tropical wave that moved from
Africa. I see, a female leader to come forth for
you, a freeman.
Please help the children of the nile, rank and file.
Please stop the violence and the appliance.
Help Egypt to be free from captivity.
I wake up dazed like I have been tazed.
LORD you know the children dream to be free,
let the Egyptian people see thee, let them know thee.
Give them the key of life to live.
Heavenly Father I ask you with all of my heart,
please intervene, let there be divine intervention.
Hold Egypt in your hand, feed them like the days
of Joseph, coat of many colors. Give them the grain
abundantly, let no man put them asunder.
Fran you say, who or what is fran? A hurricane?
Originated from a tropical wave that moved from
Africa. I see, a female leader to come forth for
you, a freeman.
Monday, 7 November 2011
LORD DEFENDER of the TREE OF LIFE
When the baby was born the Father defended the baby against the mother. The innocent child of the LORD that had the voice of his angelic chord. The voice that sang solo, the Christmas carol in Westminster Abbey. She rode a horse in freedom along the beach, she did not play polo.
The child that defended the innocent and took the punches to defend the babies. Two and three against one, always outnumbered. Then the day came when she was encircled by the boys and girls in Regents Park, they took the
dog and were throwing it. The mother came to rescue the dog and defend her child. She arrived like a soaring tornado, then the bullies ran as fast as they can.
The tiny child that be-friended the larger female bully, and then violence stopped in the playground, smiles and happiness were allowed to survive and live. The gentle and tender hearted were allowed to be, to see the sky, the many different heavens filled with divine love.
Then the boys were jealous of the one, that shone with the light of the sun. So they pierced her arm with lead from a sharp pencil stick. Then the Mother took her away from school, the boys and the men with their hockey sticks and their ticks. Her shins, calves and arms would be hit no more.
The child cried silently when forced to leave the place and the people that she loved. The child could not understand, why she would be taken away from the one that she loved. She did not know that the LORD had a divine plan, she was only
an innocent child for goodness sake.
She wasn't in love with the bully, she loved someone else. Did he even know that she exists? Or was he busy watching the boys and their fists? Did he even see her tiny Lotus Feet the flower of the paraclete?
The first defender of the child taken away when young. It was decades before she would meet another hero, that was a defender of life itself. A man that defended Europe and was tempted away from divine love. Defender for a night, and not for a season due to the reason.
Dear LORD, I know that you also sent Michael to defend all that is right and true, to defend your faithfulness. So many soldiers of love, so many wounded kings. The sheer power of courage is mighty indeed. Dauntless in integrity, to defend
all that is tender, innocent and pure. The moral compass, at last, that honors your name, there are none that are the same.
If only the brothers, fathers, uncles and sons, around the world would be so righteous. If only they would arise and be kind, just like you LORD, to defend the innocent, poor and suffering against injustice.
I am sure my LORD, that I would not exist without your defence that you put around me. Like your arms that surround me, help them to understand dear LORD. When they strike a punch against the innocence of purity, and all that is holy, they strike you that stands in beauty.
LORD you said the 'King is not allowing'. Help them LORD to understand. Forgive them heavenly Father, they know not what they do. Let humanity not be few, save your creation and let them Chew.
Give them the cue, show them the way to hit the balls, so that they go into the pockets of love and hear the call to stand tall. Clear the table to start creation all over again.A different time, a different place to the one that they once knew.
LORD you are our refuge, our holy sanctuary. To put it frankly, it is now between the heavenly defender-v-the earthly bully and I know LORD, that you are the very best holy defender of all that is right and true.
I love you
The child that defended the innocent and took the punches to defend the babies. Two and three against one, always outnumbered. Then the day came when she was encircled by the boys and girls in Regents Park, they took the
dog and were throwing it. The mother came to rescue the dog and defend her child. She arrived like a soaring tornado, then the bullies ran as fast as they can.
The tiny child that be-friended the larger female bully, and then violence stopped in the playground, smiles and happiness were allowed to survive and live. The gentle and tender hearted were allowed to be, to see the sky, the many different heavens filled with divine love.
Then the boys were jealous of the one, that shone with the light of the sun. So they pierced her arm with lead from a sharp pencil stick. Then the Mother took her away from school, the boys and the men with their hockey sticks and their ticks. Her shins, calves and arms would be hit no more.
The child cried silently when forced to leave the place and the people that she loved. The child could not understand, why she would be taken away from the one that she loved. She did not know that the LORD had a divine plan, she was only
an innocent child for goodness sake.
She wasn't in love with the bully, she loved someone else. Did he even know that she exists? Or was he busy watching the boys and their fists? Did he even see her tiny Lotus Feet the flower of the paraclete?
The first defender of the child taken away when young. It was decades before she would meet another hero, that was a defender of life itself. A man that defended Europe and was tempted away from divine love. Defender for a night, and not for a season due to the reason.
Dear LORD, I know that you also sent Michael to defend all that is right and true, to defend your faithfulness. So many soldiers of love, so many wounded kings. The sheer power of courage is mighty indeed. Dauntless in integrity, to defend
all that is tender, innocent and pure. The moral compass, at last, that honors your name, there are none that are the same.
If only the brothers, fathers, uncles and sons, around the world would be so righteous. If only they would arise and be kind, just like you LORD, to defend the innocent, poor and suffering against injustice.
I am sure my LORD, that I would not exist without your defence that you put around me. Like your arms that surround me, help them to understand dear LORD. When they strike a punch against the innocence of purity, and all that is holy, they strike you that stands in beauty.
LORD you said the 'King is not allowing'. Help them LORD to understand. Forgive them heavenly Father, they know not what they do. Let humanity not be few, save your creation and let them Chew.
Give them the cue, show them the way to hit the balls, so that they go into the pockets of love and hear the call to stand tall. Clear the table to start creation all over again.A different time, a different place to the one that they once knew.
LORD you are our refuge, our holy sanctuary. To put it frankly, it is now between the heavenly defender-v-the earthly bully and I know LORD, that you are the very best holy defender of all that is right and true.
I love you
Monday, 10 October 2011
Joseph's Heart Egypt
Oh LORD the two suns keeping appearing and amazing signs
everywhere. All the messages, so many lines, signs, mines
and kinds.
So much that shines the signs of the times,
no more news reports, or any sort to retort and or court.
Remembering the days of living at the fort,
with the horses, blissful, carefree days at one
with you and the source.
Heavenly Father, you told your prophets that the uprising in
Egypt was a testimony for Messiah Joseph, its all written in the bible.
Now civil war is breaking out, and another 24 Copts have been killed.
The 24 elders sealed around the throne, like ice cream in a cone.
Save the Egyptians heavenly Father, save them for me,
so that they can see thee. Raise them up LORD,
take them away from the violence, the divide that chides.
Make them see Abba, that Churches do not matter,
what matters is you and I.
Show them the way LORD, please give them a new start,
do not let us be apart. Lead them to Joseph's heart. Let
forgiveness, healing and peace come to be for thee.
Hear my prayer LORD, no more attacks creating panics.
Help them Abba, do not let them suffer, keep their light
of hope alive, let them see the rainbow of many colors.
everywhere. All the messages, so many lines, signs, mines
and kinds.
So much that shines the signs of the times,
no more news reports, or any sort to retort and or court.
Remembering the days of living at the fort,
with the horses, blissful, carefree days at one
with you and the source.
Heavenly Father, you told your prophets that the uprising in
Egypt was a testimony for Messiah Joseph, its all written in the bible.
Now civil war is breaking out, and another 24 Copts have been killed.
The 24 elders sealed around the throne, like ice cream in a cone.
Save the Egyptians heavenly Father, save them for me,
so that they can see thee. Raise them up LORD,
take them away from the violence, the divide that chides.
Make them see Abba, that Churches do not matter,
what matters is you and I.
Show them the way LORD, please give them a new start,
do not let us be apart. Lead them to Joseph's heart. Let
forgiveness, healing and peace come to be for thee.
Hear my prayer LORD, no more attacks creating panics.
Help them Abba, do not let them suffer, keep their light
of hope alive, let them see the rainbow of many colors.
Wednesday, 7 September 2011
The Dilemma
Oh heavenly Father why did you put me in this position for fruition?
I know, your Son chose the one of integrity, I have not forgotten the begotten.
You said that the Rainbows know, and it is the Christians that
are worried. How fitting, you had me write 'Don't Worry, Be
Happy' while I was in Oz. So many pages, so many weeks,
so many life experiences.
Bhutan are good with gross national happiness, although even they
are not seeking within. No logging, no plastic bags, is a start,
not far enough and life is tough and rough without the cuffs.
Running the gauntlet over it you said, publishers on the run,
firing on all cylinders. Islam trying to change the law and
everyone's human rights of freedom of speech, and how we teach.
Banning dogs and people like socks. Life is full of shocks for
the cocks, and those that are sure that they can do it all without you.
The one that you sent to help them, to defend all that is sacred, pure and holy.
How can they ever understand a person that cares fully? When they're
on the pulley going down the mountain instead of walking up it?
The goats and crabs that go sideways, never walking straight.
All I can do is trust and know that you will act. I ask you
heavenly Father with all of my heart, no more bloodshed.
Please do not let there be a bloodbath to prove the point of
why we are here.
No more tears, let your light be sheer, let them see heavenly Father.
Remove the veils from their eyes, ears and hearts so that they can
see, hear and feel your blessed one.
Why does it have to be about me? Why can it not be about everyone?
Why do I have to be the key, so that they can see and be free?
'You are SHE and 'You shall be', 'You shall set them free'.
"They judged you instead of hold your hand, now they are
buried in the sand with the metal cans. They will always
remember the palm of your hand that was open to help
them'.
I know, your Son chose the one of integrity, I have not forgotten the begotten.
You said that the Rainbows know, and it is the Christians that
are worried. How fitting, you had me write 'Don't Worry, Be
Happy' while I was in Oz. So many pages, so many weeks,
so many life experiences.
Bhutan are good with gross national happiness, although even they
are not seeking within. No logging, no plastic bags, is a start,
not far enough and life is tough and rough without the cuffs.
Running the gauntlet over it you said, publishers on the run,
firing on all cylinders. Islam trying to change the law and
everyone's human rights of freedom of speech, and how we teach.
Banning dogs and people like socks. Life is full of shocks for
the cocks, and those that are sure that they can do it all without you.
The one that you sent to help them, to defend all that is sacred, pure and holy.
How can they ever understand a person that cares fully? When they're
on the pulley going down the mountain instead of walking up it?
The goats and crabs that go sideways, never walking straight.
All I can do is trust and know that you will act. I ask you
heavenly Father with all of my heart, no more bloodshed.
Please do not let there be a bloodbath to prove the point of
why we are here.
No more tears, let your light be sheer, let them see heavenly Father.
Remove the veils from their eyes, ears and hearts so that they can
see, hear and feel your blessed one.
Why does it have to be about me? Why can it not be about everyone?
Why do I have to be the key, so that they can see and be free?
'You are SHE and 'You shall be', 'You shall set them free'.
"They judged you instead of hold your hand, now they are
buried in the sand with the metal cans. They will always
remember the palm of your hand that was open to help
them'.
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.
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.
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.
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