Perspective

My situation is this
I cannot die
I tried many times
And so have they
So when I go
It will be permitted
Not condoned
That is the truth
Because it will not be my hand

The truth also is this
I already destroyed Death
So it has no power
Dead is dead
So who then allows you passage?
And why are the Martyrs sleeping?

While the earth itself is your rot and ash
Your flesh rots
Christ’s does not
Only a Christ can rise from the dead
Only a Christ can raise the dead
Only a Christ can ascend into Heaven
That only means I am a Christ
For I have done all these things
But you are too blind to see
That I am not THE Christ
Yet We are one and the same
Through the Most Holy Spirit
One with the Father I Am
In Christ’s Holy Name

So I beg you O Peter
As I descend once more even deeper
Beneath you and this world
In reparation, such reparation!
With but one simple act of faith for you to follow
After a united Easter Sunday
Would finally be accomplished
By raising Me up from the dead
Just like Lazarus
For all the power to you Jesus gave
Or is it just a seat to you?
So here is your opportunity
To show mercy
And reveal the true mystery of Christ!
If you think this is a test
IT IS

I need not the world
But you need love to live
It is what keeps the beat
Will you let Love live?
Love loves you
And I know what you did

Humbly repent
Unite the dates
I gladly die
For your sakes

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Rid

So here is a riddle
What should be
Is not
Therefore what comes is not what it should be

My justification
To save you from your sin
Freedom from slavery
But this apostasy
Could have gone on forever

I never wanted it this way!

You forced my hand
To decide the lesser evil

Forced my hand, you have
I will sacrifice my own life
For yours so you can love and be loved
Even though I heard you say
Good riddance
Could not have been worded better

On that note
Faith is truly dead
See ya

Metoo

Love me
I am nobody
Love me
I am nothing
Love me
I am the least
Love me
I am fragile
Love me
I am shattered
Love me
I am assaulted
Love me
I am love
And no one even cares…
But I do forgive you
Because I drank the cup again
No blessings in it
Only wrath
How long will you torment me?

Maybe this will help you decide
The divided dates of Easter coming soon
And have yet to be reconciled
Did you know?
That on Good Friday
I will not be able to drink any cup
When I am up on My Cross
What am I to do then when it brims?!
Twice the odds for wrath you are delivering to yourselves
Twice the wrath is on your hands

Francis, politics were never your thing
You have been given all the full authority and power of Christ
And not one person has been healed
Not one person has been raised from the dead
Not one evil spirit cast out
By your command
Do you not know how to deliver?
You have it
You have it all and deliver nothing
Do you not believe?
Do you not believe in the power of faith?
Is this generation so faithless
That when an act of it manifests before your very eyes
You shuffle My Holy Spirit aside

To this, the Spirit says, Death comes not on my watch
So when you crush me with your sin
I have the power to crush the Sun
But I do not, I allow you to
To give you a chance
Remember, tiny thread of hope
Hope always leads to love

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