Dearest Readers The Scribe Bids Thee Farewell!

My Faithful and Loving Readers

You are no average people.  To say one believes in God and to really know God are two very different events.  Those who crave the supernatural have God in them fuller than most.

“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness for they shall be filled.”

Father says “Will I bring unto labor, travail, and pain without bringing forth the birth?”

No He is neither done with us or this Earth.  Why did God allow this evil Earth to endure?

So the children of Earth could choose their eternal God and eternal Homes.

“We are saved from death and hell by Faith.  Faith is the substance of things Hoped for and the evidence of things not seen with the eyes.”

“Store up for yourselves treasure in Heaven where moth doesn’t eat and rust doesn’t corrupt.”  Nurture your Faith with Hope.  Visualize your paradise and it will be so.

So much I didn’t write.  So much I could have shown you but didn’t.  Some were not ready.

With God all things are possible.

Be not restrained by the confines of status quo shaming and notions of what is kool.  Imagination is your canvas.  Freedom of thought is your power.  Paint it.  Paint it.  Hope and Faith with Love are eternal supernatural greatest gifts.  Gifts given so you can form your next life’s canvas.

Process your emotional issues then let them Go.  The things that we do not express and let out have a way of consuming us.  Binding us up in chains to compare our insides with the outsides of others.  Shame, guilt, remorse, resentment, and fear if not released by TRUTH in writing, speaking, screaming, sharing, crying, moaning, groaning if necessary.     If not overcome these poisons will affect our perceptions throughout our lives.

Clear the wreckage of the past and it clears the way for the canvas to paint the afterlife with color and with Love.  By Truth & expression of Truth we are set free to Create.

In meditation one finds self.  By meditation the issues will surface so they can be remitted to dust.  By the hearts voice.

Guard over your heart for out of it flow the wellsprings of Life.

My job on this Earth is nearly finished.  All secrets & mysteries that I am given are revealed.  My calling is nearly fulfilled.  I have shown you the enemy the beast.  I have shared the solutions of God, Truth, and of Faith & Love.  The rest is up to you.

I have work on The New Earth.  But not before the old earth burns.  I will leave Earth very soon.  The words I leave behind will endure but perhaps under a different name.  The scribes words will endure.  But I do not know how God will play that out.

God makes a way where there seemeth no way.

Farewell my Job is finished

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