Turn From Your Wicked Ways

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Posted on Tuesday, October 26, 2010 | By Kaye | In , ,

I just feel this urge to say that we need to repent and turn from our wicked ways. We waste too much time on things that divert us from God, we know what to do but we're always slowed down by distractions- distractions that meant to draw us farther away from the Lord. 
Friend, we are living in the end of time...and we are faced with a decision to make- to lay down our lives unto the Lord or to live our lives the way we want to which is the same as, you may not be aware of it- to the devil. All the theory in the world, especially in the scientific or cultural viewpoint tries to neutralize this truth but it won't change it. It will remain...
There is no salvation to the soul except in Christ Jesus, nothing. 


People place their faith in so many things- from mundane or bordering on the heathen things such as object/animal worship to spiritualism of all sorts and even witchcraft...but these things are from the bowels of hell itself. Look at our generation today- 

This is the generation where we are raising our children...








 ( christian rock is not Godly at all friend...)















Now, all these depict the manifestations of unbelief in God- that IS the sin. It's choosing between believing God's Word and His promises, walking in the light of the hour OR rejecting it, doubting and just plain dismissing it. We choose between life & death...but don't get discouraged or dismayed. There is hope & it's in Jesus Christ only...

"Come unto me, all ye that labour and
 are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." Matt. 11:28


"Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that heareth my word, and believeth on him [God] that sent me, hath everlasting life, and shall not come into condemnation; but is passed from death unto life." John 5:24


"Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you; 
not as the world gives, do I give to you.
 Let not your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful."  John 14:27


"These things I have spoken to you, 
that in Me you may have peace. 
In the world you have tribulation, but take courage;
I have overcome the world."  John 16:33


 "That whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have eternal life. For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not his son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.He that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God. And this is the condemnation, that light is come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil. For every one that doeth evil hateth the light, neither cometh to the light, lest his deeds should be reproved. But he that doeth truth cometh to the light, that his deeds may be made manifest, 
that they are wrought in God."  
John 3:51


REPENT & confess all your sins to God- Be part of the Word! Surrender your life to Jesus, pray and read the Bible...find a fellowship to go to-
a fellowship whose focus is in Jesus only and with no wordly element such as dancing, concert-like or almost worldly-like type of worship...God is not pleased with those things, God is not in it. Pray & ask God to lead you to a genuine church, whose focus is in God only. BUT don't misunderstand me my friend- don't stop at church and think that that is it, that being a member of a church or fellowship is enough, have an individual relationship with Christ. Memberships cannot save anyone, warming the pew every Sunday won't cut it. It has to be a personal relationship with God and you can start this  by reading you Bible and praying for understanding and revelation. Pray, set aside some time to just pray an meditate. Listen to the messages I have posted here as they are life an finally eat the book. Eat God's word so you can live it out, amen. Of course all these is done as God will lead you brother or sister.
And consider the truth that God sent a prophet to this generation- CLICK HERE if you want to know more.


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The churches in my sidebar are good ones- if you live near, just take the time to go please. Don't delay much longer, there is no time left friend, no time. I know you want to live on in Eternity, I know you want to change and follow Jesus- just ask Him, pray often, just be desperate about it. God has promised that He comes to those who want Him...because it is He Himself drawing you to Him. Amen.
May the Lord Jesus Christ keep us til we meet at His feet. God bless and protect you.


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Joe Brandt's Vision of California Earthquake

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Posted on Sunday, October 24, 2010 | By Kaye | In , ,



Joe Brandts California Earthquake Vision
This account of a series of dreams (visions) was written by Joe Brandt, age 17, while recovering from a brain concussion in a Fresno, California hospital in 1937. It was previously published in “California Superquake 1975-1977?” written by Paul James. Keep in mind this was written in 1937…not recently. Look at when he saw the vision unfold (early spring), how the boys and girls were dressed, the sound the quake made as it pushed through the city streets and more.
The man who wrote this was a personal friend of the publisher at the time. The article is given as he wrote it in 1937, in boyish handwriting. He had fallen from a horse at age 17 and for days he had a concussion. During this period of time a continuing dream came night after night. It was as though he were viewing a tremendous earthquake and inundation in California and other parts of the world. Joe Brandt had also written in a drowsy state through his days while recuperating in the hospital about positions of various faults, strata of rock, earth movements,-so much material that a geologist of many years would scarcely attempt such a work. The boy knew nothing of geology or the possibility of a coming earthquake. There are five-points to note which lift this dream/vision out of the realm of ordinary night-time dreaming, and the huge sheaf of geology data out of ordinary day-time writings, as follows:
1. The dream/vision took place in perfect continuity, night after night, for many nights, always picking up exactly where it left off. This is super-normal.
2. The viewer was projected at least 30 years ahead in time, seeing modes of dress for youth not faintly imagined in 1937 by anyone. This is super- normal.
3. Half-sized cars were seen-many of them, and in 1937 such cars were not familiar to the United States. He remarked about the odd shape, which could have been the Volkswagen, now so common in the United States. There are about three times as many VW’s in California as elsewhere in our country.
4. Super-highways are noted, which he had not seen in his trips to Los Angeles from his home in Fresno, California. (By the way, he saw Fresno wiped out in the catastrophe.) This is super-normal knowledge.
5. He wrote about geology he had never learned, nor at 17 had there been time to learn that much. He was given a vast knowledge of “faults” of which he was totally unaware. This is super-normal knowledge. When checked later with a graduate geologist, it was found to be factual. Note: absence of birds. Birds and animals flee an area just before earthquakes.

1937 – VISION OF THE COMING EARTHQUAKE by Joe Brandt
The Day Of The Earthquake
I woke up in the hospital room with a terrific headache- as if the whole world was revolving inside my brain. I remember, vaguely, the fall from my horse-Blackie. As I lay there, pictures began to form in my mind-pictures that moved with the speed of lightning-pictures that revolved-pictures that stood still. I seemed to be in another world. Whether it was the future, or whether it was some ancient land, I could not say.
Then slowly, like the silver screen of the “talkies”, but with colour and smell and sound, I seemed to find myself in Los Angeles. It was Los Angeles-it was bigger, much bigger, and busses and odd shaped cars crowded the city streets. I thought about Hollywood Blvd., and I found myself, there, on Hollywood Blvd. Whether this is true, I don’t know, but there were a lot of guys about my age with beards and wearing, some of them, earrings. All the girls wore real short skirts… and they slouched along, moving like a dance. I wondered if I could talk to them, and I said “hello”, but they didn’t hear or see me. I decided that I would look as funny to them as they looked to me. I tried, for awhile, that crazy kind of walk. I guess it is something you have to learn. I couldn’t to it. I noticed there was a quietness about the air, a kind of stillness. Something else was missing, something that should be there.
At first, I couldn’t figure it out, I didn’t know what it was-then I did. THERE WERE NO BIRDS. I listened. I walked two blocks north or the Blvd…All houses…no birds. I wondered what had happened to them. Had they gone away? Where? Again, I could hear the stillness. I had never experienced anything like it. I listened…just the stillness.
Then, I knew something was going to happen. I wondered what year it was. It certainly was not 1937. I saw a newspaper on the corner with a picture of the president. It surely wasn’t Mr. Roosevelt. He was bigger, heavier, big ears. If it wasn’t 1937, I wondered what year it was. It looked like 1969…but I wasn’t sure. My eyes weren’t working just right..
Someone was coming…someone in 1937… it was that fat nurse ready to take my temperature. I woke up. Crazy dream (There are pages here about a similar dream occurring-finding himself in Los Angeles-although it was the next day (in 1937) it was the same day in Los Angeles, and the dream would continue where the last dream left off.) My headache is worse. It is a wonder I didn’t get killed on that horse. I’ve had another crazy dream, back in Hollywood. Those people. Why do they dress like that I wonder? I found myself back on the Blvd. I was waiting for something to happen. Something BIG was going to happen and I was going to be there. I looked up at the clock down by that big theatre. It was 10 minutes to 4. Something BIG was going to happen. I walked down the street. In the concrete in front of a theatre they had names of stars. I recognized a few of them. The other names I had never heard. I was getting bored. I wanted to get back to the hospital in Fresno, and I wanted to stay there on the blvd., even if nobody could see me. Those crazy kids. Why are they dressed like that? Maybe it is some big Halloween doings, but it don’t seem like Halloween. More like early spring.
There was that sound again. that LACK OF SOUND. STILLNESS, STILLNESS, STILLNESS. Don’t these people KNOW that the birds have gone somewhere? The QUITE IS GETTING BIGGER AND BIGGER. I KNOW IT IS GOING TO HAPPEN. SOMETHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN. Something is happening now!
It sure did. She woke me up, grinning and smiling, that fat nurse again. “It’s time for your milk, kiddo,” she says. Gosh, old woman of 30 acting like the cat’s pyjamas. Next time maybe she’ll bring hot chocolate.



THE MOMENT OF THE HAPPENING
Where have I been. Where haven’t I been! I’ve been to the ends of the earth and back. I’ve been to the end of the world. There isn’t anything left. Not even Fresno, even though I’m lying here right this minute. If only my eyes would get a little clearer so I can write all this down. Nobody will believe me, anyway.
I’m going back to that last moment on the Blvd. Some sweet kid went past, dragging a little boy (twins, I guess) by each hand. Her skirt was up–well, pretty high–and she had a tired look. I thought for a minute I could ask her about the birds, what had happened to them, and then, I remembered she didn’t see me. Her hair was all frowzy, way out all over her head. A lot of them looked like that, but she looked so tired and like she was sorry about something. I guess she was sorry BEFORE it happened, because it surely did happen.
There was a funny smell. I don’t like it. A smell like sulphur, sulphuric acid, a smell like death. For a minute, I thought I was back in chem. (chemistry). When I looked around for the girl, she was gone. I wanted to find her for some reason. It was if I knew something was going to happen and I could stay with her, help her. She was gone, and I walked half a block, then saw the clock again. My eyes seemed glued on that clock. I couldn’t move. I just waited. It was FIVE MINUTES TO FOUR O’CLOCK ON A SUNNY AFTERNOON. I thought I would stand there looking at that clock forever waiting for the something to come.
Then, when it came, it was nothing. It was just nothing. It wasn’t nearly as hard as the earthquake we had two years ago. The ground shook, just an instant. People looked at each other, surprised. Then they laughed, I laughed too. So this was what I had been waiting for. This funny little shake. It meant nothing. I was relieved and I was disappointed. What had I been waiting for? I started back up the Blvd., moving my legs like those kids. How do they do it?
I never found out. I felt as if the ground wasn’t solid under me. I knew I was dreaming and yet I wasn’t dreaming. There was that smell again–coming like from the ocean. I was getting to the 5 and 10 (Newberry’s?) and I saw the look on the kids’ faces. Two of them were right in front of me, coming my way. Both with beards. One with earrings. One said: “let’s get out of this place. Let’s go back East.” He seemed scared. It was as if the sidewalks were trembling – but you couldn’t seem to see them. Not with your eyes you couldn’t. An old lady had a dog, a little white dog, and she stopped and looked scared, and grabbed him in her arms and said,” Let’s go home, Frou, Frou. Mamma is going to take you home.” That poor old lady, hanging on to her dog. I got scared. Real scared.
I remembered the girl. She was way down the block, probably. I started to run. I ran and ran, and the ground kept trembling. But I couldn’t see it. I couldn’t feel it. But I knew it was trembling. Everybody looked scared. They looked terrible. One young lady just sit down on the sidewalk all doubled up. She kept saying “earthquake, it’s THE earthquake.” over and over. But I COULDN”T SEE THAT ANYTHING WAS DIFFERENT.
Then, when it came. How it came. Like nothing in God’s world. Like nothing. It was the scream of a siren, long and low, or the scream of a woman I heard having a baby when I was a kid. It was awful. It was as if something- some monster- was PUSHING UP THE SIDEWALKS. You felt it long before you saw it, as if the sidewalks wouldn’t hold anymore. I looked out at the cars. They were honking but not scared. They just kept moving. They didn’t seem to know yet that anything was happening. Then, that white car, that baby half-sized one, came sprawling from the inside lane right against the curb. The girl who was driving just sat there. She sat there with her eyes staring, as if she couldn’t move, but I could hear her. She whimpered. Like a little girl. She made funny noises. I watched her, thinking of the other girl.
I said that it was a dream and I would wake up.. But I didn’t wake up. But I didn’t wake up. The shaking had started again, but this time different. It was a nice shaking, like a cradle being rocked for a minute, and then I saw the middle of the Blvd. seemed to be breaking in two. The concrete looked as if it were being pushed straight up by some giant shovel. it. It was breaking in two. That is why the girl’s car went out of control.. AND THEN A LOUD SOUND AGAIN, LIKE I’VE NEVER HEARD BEFORE…THEN HUNDREDS OF SOUNDS…ALL KINDS OF SOUNDS… children, and women and those crazy guys with earrings. They were all moving, it seemed, some of them above the sidewalk. I can’t describe it. They were LIFTED UP. and the waters kept oozing…oozing. The cries. It was awful. I woke up. I never want to have that dream again.



THE EARTHQUAKE
It came again. Like the first time which was a preview and all I could remember was that it was the end of the world. I was right back there–all that crying. Right in the middle of it. My eardrums felt as if they were going to burst. Noise everywhere. People falling down, some of them bad hurt. Pieces of buildings, chips, flying in the air. One hit me hard on the side of the face, but I didn’t seem to feel it.
I wanted only to wake up, to get away from this place. It had been fun in the beginning, the first dream, when I kind of knew I was going to dream the end of the world or something. This was terrible. There were older people in the cars. Most of the kids were in the street. But those old guys were yelling bloody murder, as if anybody could help them.. Nobody could help them. Nobody could help them.
It was then that I felt myself lifted up. Maybe I had died. I don’t know. But I was over the city. It was tilting toward the ocean-like tilting a picnic table. The buildings were holding, better than you could believe. They were holding. They were holding. The people saw they were holding and they tried to cling to them or get inside. It was fantastic. Like a building had a will of its own. Everything else breaking around them, and they were holding, holding. I was up over them-looking down. I started to root for them. Hold that line, I said. Hold that line. Hold that line. I wanted to cheer, to shout, to scream. If the buildings held, those buildings on the Blvd., maybe the girl-the girl with the two kids-maybe she could get inside.
It looked that way for a long time, maybe three minutes, and three minutes was like forever. Everybody was trying to get inside. They were going to hold. You knew they were going to hold, even if the waters kept coming up. Only they didn’t. I’ve never imagined what it would be like for a building to die. A building dies just like a person. It gives way, some of the bigger ones did just that. They began to crumble, like an old man with palsy, who couldn’t take it anymore. They crumble right down to nothing. And the little ones screamed like mad-over and above the roar of the people. They were mad about dying. But buildings die. I couldn’t look anymore at the people. I kept wanting to get higher. I kept willing myself to go higher.
Then I seemed to be out of it all, but I could see. I seemed to be up on Big Bear near San Bernardino, but the funny thing is that I could see everywhere. I knew what was happening. The earth seemed to start to tremble again. I could feel it even though I was up high. This time it lasted maybe twelve seconds, and it was gentle. You couldn’t believe anything so gentle could cause so much damage. But then I saw the streets of Los Angeles-and everything between the San Bernardino mountains and L.A. It was all tilting toward the ocean, houses everything that was left. I could see the big lanes-dozens of big lanes still loaded with cars-five lanes in one place, and all the cars sliding the same way.
Now the ocean was coming in, moving like a huge snake across the land. I wondered how long it was, and I could see the clock, even though I wasn’t there on the Blvd.. It was 4:29. It had been half an hour. I was glad I couldn’t hear the crying any more. But I could see everything. I could see everything.

THE OTHER CITIES
Then, like looking at a huge map of the world, I could see what was happening on the land and with people. San Francisco was feeling it, but she was not in any way like Hollywood or Los Angeles. I seemed to see it was the GARLOCK FAULT, not just the SAN ANDREAS that was rocking San Francisco. It was moving just like that earthquake movie with Jeanette McDonald and Gable. I could see all those mountains coming together-the Sierra Nevada, and the San Andreas and Garlock.
I knew what was going to happen to San Francisco-it was going to turn over, because of Garlock. It would turn upside down. It went quickly, because of the twisting, I guess. It seemed much faster than Hollywood, but then I wasn’t exactly there. I was a long, long way off.
I shut my eyes for a long time-I guess ten minutes-and when I opened them I saw Grand Canyon, that great big gap was closing in, and Boulder Dam was being pushed from underneath. And then, Nevada, and on up to Reno. Way down south, way down Baja, California, Mexico too. It looked like some volcano down there was erupting, along with everything else.
I saw the map of South America, especially Colombia. Another volcano-eruption-shaking violently. Venezuela seemed to be having some king of volcanic activity. Away off in the distance, I could see Japan, on a Fault, too. It was so far off-not easy to see, because I was still on Big Bear Mountain, but Japan started to go into the sea. I couldn’t tell time, then, and the people looked like dolls, far away. I couldn’t hear the screaming, but I could see the surprised look on their faces. They looked so surprised.. They were all like dolls. It was so far away I could hardly see it. In a minute or two it seemed over. Everybody was gone. There was nobody left.
I didn’t know time now. I couldn’t see a clock. I tried to see the island of Hawaii. I could just see huge tidal waves…beating against it. The people on the streets were getting wet, and they were scared. But I didn’t see anybody going into the sea. I seemed way around the globe. More flooding. Is the world going to be drenched? Constantinople. Black Sea rising. Suez Canal, for some reason seemed to be drying up. SICILY.. she doesn’t hold. I could see map. Mt Etna is shacking. A lot of this area seemed to go, but it seemed to be earlier or later.
I wasn’t sure of time, now. ENGLAND…..huge floods-but no tidal waves. Water, water everywhere, but no one going into the sea. People were frightened and crying. Some places they fell in the streets on their knees and started to pray for the world. I didn’t know the English were emotional. Ireland, Scotland-all kinds of churches were crowded-it seemed night and day. People were carrying candles and everybody was crying for California, Nevada, parts of Colorado- maybe all of it, even Utah.
Everybody was crying-most of them didn’t even know anybody in California, Nevada, Utah, but they were crying as if they were blood kin. Like one family. Like it happened to them. NEW YORK was coming into view-she was still there, nothing had happened, yet water level was way up. Here, things were different. People were running in the streets yelling-”end of world”. Kids ran into restaurants and ate everything in sight. I saw a shoe store with all the shoes gone in about five minutes. Fifth Avenue- everybody running. Some radio blasting from a loud speaker that in a few minutes, power might be shut off. They must control themselves. Five girls were running like mad toward the Y.W.C.A., that place on Lexington or somewhere. They ran like they were scared to death. BUT NOTHING WAS HAPPENING IN NEW YORK. I saw an old lady with garbage cans, filling them with water. Everybody seemed scared to death. Some people looked dazed. The streets seemed filled with loud speakers. It wasn’t daylight. It was night. I saw, like the next day, and everything was topsy turvy. Loud speakers again about fuel tanks broken in areas-shortage of oil. People seemed to be looting markets.
Oregon, Washington, The Dakotas, Missouri, Minnesota, Canada
I saw a lot of places that seemed safe, and people were not scared. Especially the rural areas. Here everything was almost as if nothing had happened. People seemed headed to these places some on foot, some in cars (that still had fuel). I heard-or somehow I knew- that somewhere in the Atlantic land had come up. A lot of land. I was getting awful tired. I wanted to wake up I wanted to go back to the girl-to know where she was-she and those two kids. I found myself back in Hollywood-and it was still 4:29. I wasn’t up on Big Bear then- I was perched over Hollywood. I was just there. It seemed perfectly natural in my dream.

T.V., Radio, Ham Operators
I could hear now. I could hear, someplace, a radio station blasting out-telling people not to panic. They were dying in the streets. There were picture stations with movies-some right in Hollywood-these were carrying on, with all the shaking. One fellow ( in the picture (TV) station) was a little short guy who should have been scared to death. But he wasn’t. He kept shouting and reading instructions. Something about helicopters or planes would go over-some kind of planes-but I knew they couldn’t.
Things were happening in the atmosphere. The waves were rushing up now. Waves. Such waves. Nightmare waves. Then, I saw again, Boulder Dam, going down…pushing together, pushing together breaking apart-No, Grand Canyon was pushing together, and Boulder Dam was breaking apart. It was still daylight. All these radio stations went off at the same time-Boulder Dam had broken. I wondered how everybody would know about it-people back East. That was when I saw the “ham radio operators”. I saw them in the oddest places, as if I were right there with them. Like the little guy with glasses. They kept sounding the alarm. One kept saying: “This is California. We are going into the sea. This is California. We are going into the sea.. Get to the high places. Get to the mountains. All states west-this is California. We are going to the – We are going to the” – I thought he was going to say” sea”. But I could see him. He was inland, but the waters had come in. His hand was still clinging to the table, he was trying to get up, so that once again he could say: “This is California we are going into the sea. This is California we are going into the sea.” I seemed to hear this, over and over, for what seemed hours-just those words.
They kept it up until the last minute-all of them-calling out “Get to the Mountains-This is California.-We are going into the sea.” I woke up. It didn’t seem as if I had been dreaming. I have never been so tired. For a minute or two, I thought it had happened. I wondered about two things. I hadn’t seen all what happened to Fresno (his home) and I hadn’t found out what happened to that girl. I’ve been thinking about it all morning. I’m going home tomorrow. It was just a dream. It was nothing more.
Nobody in the future on Hollywood Blvd. is going to be wearing earrings-and those beards. Nothing like that is ever going to happen. That girl was so real to me-that girl with those two kids. It won’t ever happen-but if it did, how could I tell her (maybe she isn’t even born yet) to move away from California when she has her twins-and she can’t be on the Blvd. that day. She was so real!
The other thing-those ham operators-hanging on like that-over and over-saying the same thing: ” This is California. We are going into the sea. This is California. We are going into the sea. Get to the mountains. Get to the hilltops. California, Nevada Colorado, Arizona, Utah. This is California. We are going into the sea.” I guess I’ll hear that for days.

*Re-printed from: Prophecy News Headline
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More Messages- click link to listen :)

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Posted on Monday, October 18, 2010 | By Kaye | In , ,

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What Have You Done with Jesus?

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Posted on Saturday, October 09, 2010 | By Kaye | In , ,

I, too think of myself as a broken record...so if I harp on and on about how we all are now living in the end times and about 'waking up' and recognizing the signs around us, that is just me. I can't help myself, it's just coming out of every pore of my body- I feel like the little chick who cried 'the stars are falling'...but I will not tire of sharing things about the Lord. I feel obliged to tell you the truth. Although it is the Lord who opens our spiritual eyes and ears, but  I suppose pointing the people to the right way- which is unto Jesus Christ, well and truly cuts down to the chase, so to speak.


I know how it is, see for I have gone through it for years and years- trying to please men instead of God, I lived my life for others which proved to be disappointing and heartbreaking, putting everything else first before God. I tried to evade Christ, I tried to take control of my own life and for awhile I hated to admit the truth about my walk with God. I concluded that attending church was 'it'. I thought being in fellowship with believers was 'it', but I was blind to so many things.  I sat in church since I was eight years old, I heard preachings from Genesis through to Revelation but not until the Lord actually came to me- walked me through all my fears, stripped me bare of every dependence on man, smashed all my personal idols and caused a great stirring my heart did I ever realize that all I need is Jesus Christ only. 


I never used to understand nor comprehend how someone I cannot see, someone who is only spoken of from a book could fill my needs and that aching void in my heart...there is an emptiness that pierces through to the soul that no one wants to talk about but it is true, it is there and God proved to me & to many others that He is the only one who could fill that space.


When I look around me now, where people go on with their lives- we get together, have a laugh, we live our lives on this earth the best way we know how and yet there is something missing. There is a kind of loneliness in the eyes of people, a lack of security despite every attempt to compensate with the material, scientific and academic world. That emptiness that no one wants to admit...but you and I both know that it's there. I've known that kind of sadness and ache for a long time.
It is alarming to see how Bible prophecies are coming to pass and yet people are just getting further and further away from the light and love of Christ, that they are resting more and more on science, Hollywood, money and in their own abilities...for they know no better or other way, see. 
It's heartbreaking to know what will happen to those who did not respond to God's call for salvation. That is why I just have to tell you the truth that there is hope for those who have given up, there is a way out of a sinful and burden-ladened life and although I will sound like a broken record yet again- it is JESUS, it is Jesus, it is ONLY Jesus Christ. He is the rest in the midst of all chaos, He is the unquenchable fountain, He is your knight-in shining- armor, He is the genuine comforter of the soul, He is your maker and he is your friend...the truest, loveliest friend of all. And everything you need is Him.
I have blogged here for 5 years now and I cannot say any more, I cannot ever  put enough emphasis on the fact that the human soul needs to be borned again in Christ Jesus, that we need to be filled with the Holy Ghost, that we only need to receive Christ. Because, regardless of all of our opinion, theologies or theories about the existence of God etcetera- the truth cannot be changed...the truth remains that we have a Creator and that He came to redeem us at Calvary, sent down His holy ghost, sent His prophets throughout time to speak to us, that the world will end. And when time stopped rolling and we find ourselves standing before God- the question that will be asked is- what have we done with Jesus Christ?



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Prayer

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Posted on Monday, October 04, 2010 | By Kaye | In


I love you Lord Jesus
you know this to be true,
let my life be an example
of everything about you.

Let me look through your eyes
and see others the way you do,
let me only feel love for
them, through and through.

Let me only speak with your tongue,
to say no evil thing-
and remind me always
to find refuge under your wing.

Wash me daily Lord Jesus
for I have no strength of my own,
may I bear all the fruit that 
you have foreordained and sown.

Give me the courage to withstand
all the circumstances of life,
may I yield while you mold me
as I  face sufferings and strife.

Let me endure life's battle
until time has reached it's end...
when you will call me up higher
to our home, in eternal land.


by kaye


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