A voice deep from within is crying out. A defiant stone in refusal to a river of sin. Your jaw is dropped in awe. The Spirit of God navigates this rebellion. However much you hate I will love. I confess my treason, I pledge allegiance to Christ, and Christ alone. In separating myself  from sheep and goats. I have chosen this day and the next whom I will serve in life and death. In this declaration let those who oppose be confronted. Greater is he who is in me then he that is in the world. My mortification has made me immortal. Scarred, beaten, bruised, and bled. Imprisoned, starved, violated, and divorced. IM STILL STANDING!!!!!! No weapon has prospered. I have joy in the harshest of reality, a kind of life you wouldn’t understand. But Id love to show you. But would you seek the Giver before the gift. No need. The gift has been provided in the Giver, who became flesh and offered himself a Living Sacrifice and rose from the dead. Will you come and endure hardness as a good soldier unto Jesus Christ, or walk away sad like a rich young ruler. Take the gift given you. A metaphor for the metamorphis. An invitation to an impassable journey. Immunity has temporarily been made available. Her who knew no sin became our sin. We were created to be imperials. Do not be robbed of your inheritance. Let the glory of God be revealed in us. Let us take our place at his side. Soar the heavens as eagles. I love God, he loves me. You love God and he will love you. When the anti is upped and all is said and done, that’s all there ever was. God is love, God of love, God of all. God the Father, Son, and the Holy Spirit. God ominous. GOD!!!

The sword is being drawn. Vengeance is his and he is repaying. Satan is quivering like a weak dog although he snarls he’s a wounded toothless animal, intimidated by the power of God in me. Rise oh Armies of God and declare your victory. No weapons will prosper. Repent or run cowards. You who choose decadence, perversion, and innocent murder! What idiots would choose a counterfeit god full of hate, over redemptive love that ensures our immortality? You are dogs that return to their own vomit. Don’t stand in the way. How great your suffering will be if you choose these little ones to go astray. Revolutionary war has been declared; a war cry is vibrating a continuous rhythm. We are confident in Christ we will win. As your hear the multitudes of hoofs rumbling the ground, as you witness the marching into battle. Come to our side. Either be drawn or be devoured.