The Cry of a Watchman

It has begun, for it was already started. I sound the warning, yet you do not heed the cry. The Lord is issuing orders, yet most of you are ignoring it as foolish endeavors. The enemy is moving in, but the deaf is not hearing what those on the wall are crying out. The blind are leading the blind, and those who speak against it are labeled “insane”. God will shut the mouth of the “intelligent”, those who had the voice of lies on their lips, so the words of the one called “fool” will be heard. The KINGDOM OF GOD IS COMING, and is here. Look up and see that the Lord approaches. But before HE does, riots, bleeding, war, famine, media confusion and delusion will/has taken hold…..the war is among flesh and not among spirit…the enemy has your attention….GOD DOES NOT. Soon, the skies will roll and the earth will shake…but man will still curse GOD….you have been warned for centuries, and now that it is upon you, you STILL choose evil over good. The Spirit of the Lord will come upon you and you will receive power or conviction. Oceans will not rise but dry….Lands will not bud, but be desolate in the house of evil. Your doors will remain SHUT…and you will be laid in the streets as if you had no part in God’s account…your check was not signed in the blood of the Son of God, and it will bounce when you cash it in. You made a contract with the enemy without knowing…and that contract is about to be reconfigured. Repent you of pride and self-elevation…arrogance has poisoned you and you are cut off from the truth, for God has given you over to your rebellion that your flesh may be ripped, but your soul saved from the wrath to come.

The call of the watchmen are being ignored….IGNORE THEM NO LONGER.

Silhouette

The chill is still frozen solid on my skin.

I remember all the places I’ve gone and all the places I’ve been.

Pieces of me are scattered throughout the shadows of trees.

The forest was missed and blankets pulled off the assumed hyperboles.

Real as real can be was not exaggerated, nor attempted to gain attention.

Wasting away was not an option or in the cards…just thought I’d mention.

Where would I be if it weren’t for days like this?

Tragedies remind me that without them, this I would have missed.

Love has conquered…love has conquered it all.

God is love, and He sent His Shepherd to break the fall.

Landing on Him shattered me into a million pieces, for He is the rock.

He is the door and the key…He is the only one who can unlock the lock.

The past can resurface, but use it as a guide shown as a dim silhouette.

Memories serve or hinder, colliding with moments one can’t resist.

Love conquered the lonely silhouette and released the bird from his tree bound cage.

He became my Lord, was always Lord, and in His light, calm came to the rage.

Rage now against darkness and rage against the sea of hate and uncalled facetiousness.

Serving the Lord till His return, proclaiming the Gospel of Christ Jesus.

Love conquered this lonely silhouette and tragedy stepped outside.

Love conquered the moment Christ came and stepped inside.

Collide…Collide…let love collide and drive the dark silhouette away.

Come to Christ Jesus the Lord, for salvation is yours through Him. Yes, it can be yours this very day.

                                                                                                                        (Larry O’Neal, 2020).