The End of Days

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By 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.

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