The End of Days, by Gabrielle Subscribe to rss feed for Gabrielle

I Gabrielle am writing the accounts of the times in my
generation in the hope that the glory of his majesty will be
made manifest in my times and the generations that come from
me will walk in righteousness before the most holy lord. 

There is much suffering on the earth and the earth cries out
with earthquakes, hurricanes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions
across the world and happens at any given time without
warning. Many suffer and perish, so many that their bodies
cannot be found. There is much grief and sorrow, and poverty
is rife and richness is abundant, and the poor live like
animals and the rich like kings.
 
Man has become reliant on his technologies, the whole world
even in its remotes places is connected and communication is
instantaneous. Where ever man wishes to go he can, whatever
he wishes to do he can attain. 

The wealth of the rich buys them much. The powers that are
in control in America wages war in the Iraq and it has been
many years that blood has been shed there and much sorrow
and grief covers the land, and the world watches its
destruction. 

There are many wars across the world, many people die by the
hands of the wicked, wickedness and evil  consumes the face
of the earth.  there are many religions, covering from one
corners of the earth to the next, many temples built up and
in wars they  are broken down.  The churches of Christ are
filled with greed and deceit and there are few who are
blameless and pure in the sight of God, who follow his holy
ways, may his name be praised forever and ever.

 As for concerning the church my heart is heavy and has no
rest, for the will of my father is not being realised by men
in my generation and it is not the elect with their proud
ways who do the will of God by the humble. Many doctrines
are taught and the churches find strife with each other,
there are even those who do not teach of the coming of my
father the most holy of all the spirits.

 So many hunger for God, but do not find him in the church,
this burden rests heavy on me and will not give me rest,
until i see the spirit of the lord god of the most high pour
out his spirit on all the earth. As Enoch prophesied so will
it be, for it is ordained by Gods holy name and for that it
shall be done. Praise be to the lord god of heavens may he
be lifted up high forever more unto the ends of times
forever and ever. 

The spirits of destruction shall not prevail against him all
tremble in his Holy presence, and when the day of judgement
comes all with be brought to justice and the riches of this
world cannot save one man from his sins for death shall take
them all and they will not enter the garden of
righteousness. 

As for the state of man in my time, i am much grieved, and
feel great sadness for the people of earth. And my plea is
for them and my prayers are for them that when the day of
judgement comes that they will be blameless and righteous in
the sight of the most Holy God. For there is much murder and
strife amongst the people of earth.
The blood of the innocent calls out from the earth and i
pray that judgement comes swiftly and the garden of
righteousness will be open to all who are blameless and love
the Lord, everything will be in the time of the great God on
high. The people of earth partake of dark desires and
satisfy their flesh in darkness and from these forbidden
things have borne much sorrow, generations have suffered and
they have lifted up themselves and praised their own names.
And have not given God glory and hardened their hearts
towards the goodness of God. 

The wars of men have changed nothing for the good, the
hatred of men has grown and cultivated evil, and this evil
is rampant and devours them up and causes them to sin very
much, and i pray for mercy and grace for their souls.
May his glory cover the face of the earth, may that day
come! Where the trees bow to the Lord on high. All that has
breathe praise his most holy name. The terrible day of
judgement, the day all of the living shall be weighed and
measured is at hand. Praise the Lord most high forever and
ever.Amen.                                                  
                
Posted: 2010-05-13 18:09:18 UTC

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