We Need Love Not A.I.

 

The World Needs Love

Not A.I.

 

 

 

"Great peace have they which love thy law: and nothing shall offend them." - Psalm 119:165.

 

"But I know you, that ye have not the love of God in you.  I am come in my Father's name, and ye receive me not: if another shall come in his own name, him ye will receive." - John 5:42-43.

 

 

 

You who have not the love of God in them: He (Jesus) came in our Father’s Name – That NAME represents that WORD you are so afraid of: the same NAME you chose to blaspheme in the rest of us, by making “a name unto yourselves”.  This is for you.

 

I wrote this on “Mother’s Day” last week.  I am over a thousand miles away from my own children.  I was going to post this last week, but because another article was very late, this one is going to be a few days displaced.

 

I am a mother with Israel in her.   Faulty, impulsive, emotion-driven, hard-headed and not perfect, but being made perfect through Christ Jesus, my savior and the love and light of my life.

 

The irony of Mother’s Day weekend began with a clogged dryer vent.  Some birds had built a nest in it which kept getting bigger and bigger.  I wanted to clean it out but I was worried about “eggs”.

 

The day before Mother’s Day, the maintenance person came down and finally cleaned out the nest and installed some mesh to keep them from rebuilding.  When he pulled it out, I couldn’t believe how deep into vent that nest was constructed!

 

He pulled it out in two pieces.  I asked him if there were any eggs in it, and he said no as he dropped the pieces to the floor of the terrace.  He installed the mesh, then made to pick up the nesting material.  I told him I would clean it up, that I was getting ready to take out my trash anyway.

 

Thanking him as he left, I brought out my trash bag, emptied the other waste baskets in the house and brought it out to the terrace and began picking up the pieces of the nest.  I had gloves on because, you know, poop, pee, who knows?  It’s birds.

 

It was when I picked up the second section of the nest that I saw it: a broken piece of shell, the rounded top part. It was very light blue in color with a speck or two on it.

 

I rolled over the remaining pieces and felt the dampness through my glove, saw yolk-ey looking stuff and some more pieces of shell.

 

My heart fell.  There WERE eggs in there.

 

I let my head fall for a minute: said I was sorry to God.

 

I cleaned up everything and took the trash downstairs and outside to the dumpster.

 

Now you might think this is a little over-reaction, but I felt this in my soul.  I got back upstairs, washed my hands and moved back to the bedroom where the sliders were to the terrace.

 

The sliders were open but the screen was closed; and there were the two birds.  Mom and dad.  They sat there on the railing, one with its head down.  Both of them look lost.  I said out loud but softly, “I am so sorry.  I’m so sorry”.

 

They sat on the railing for what seemed like minutes.  Then flew off.  I went to the other bedroom and cried.

 

The next morning, those two birds were hanging around the roof of the utility room which is below that bedroom window, when my son called me for “Mother’s Day”.  I told him I was a terrible person, and told him the story.

 

I confessed I was tearing up just telling him about it, which made him chuckle, “my sweet little mom”.

 

I also told him the dream I had the night before Mother’s Day which . . . wasn’t about birds:

 

 

 

The Lost Children

 

 

In the dream I was a little girl, even though I was sometimes looking at the little girl in the dream.  

 

She was slight build, lean, probably about eight or nine years old.  She had long, straight blonde hair which the hair around the face was pulled to the side and braided, hanging down with the rest of her hair.

 

She was wearing a worn, sleeveless, grey smock dress with faded pink flowers on it.  Her thin legs were covered with leggings.  She was fidgeting with a rope braid that had little fake gems embedded in it.

 

The room she was standing in was an open, eat-in kitchen and living area in a thread-bare apartment.  She was standing before the table where two men sat.  The man sitting to her left was a caregiver but not her father – an uncle, was my understanding in the dream.  The man across the table from where she stood was a big man with dark hair and olive skin and heavy set.  She was being “sold” to him.

 

I heard the girl saying “no!”, “no!” every time the “uncle” spoke, telling her she had to go with this man.  The uncle responded to her “You are going to go with him. He is taking care of you now”.

 

The little girl took her little braid ornament (that must have been in her hair at some point and she took it out), and threw it on the table, yelling “I’m NOT going!”

 

She then spun around and bolted for the apartment door as the two men made to get her.  She was faster and more agile.  She ran down the hallway and made a swift U-turn to run down the stairs to the entry.

 

Adrenaline ran through her.  I could feel it.  Her feet took the stairs so quickly that they barely touched the edges of each step.  I could feel the “bump, bump, bump” on her heels as she slid more than ran down those stairs.

 

When she got to the bottom, she ran across the wide entry into another door that led to a restaurant.  It had just opened for lunch and there were few patrons in there.

 

She saw someone she recognized: a woman she talked to on a daily basis.  The woman was putting settings on tables.  When the girl ran up to the table, her legs gave out and her hands caught the edge of the table to keep her from falling. 

 

She was looking up over the table and at the woman whose face went ashen in color.  She said to the woman in an out of breath little voice, “I need help”.

 

The woman understood.  She put her napkin wrapped utensils down and helped the girl to her feet.  “Where?” she asked the girl.

 

The girl’s head spun around, looking, then back to the woman. “They will come in here.  The kitchen!”

 

As the woman ushered her into the kitchen, others working there seemed to “know”, and that was the thought in my head when I woke up, on Mother’s Day morning.

 

 

 

Free The Children!

 

 

All metaphorical events aside, we have a problem: a BIG problem in this country: and not just this country, but in the world. It’s not a new problem, it’s not a “fringe” problem. It is a systemic, malignant, infectious evil that has wound itself in and through the fabric of creation.

 

There is no “swamp” to be drained, (Mr. President): It is a cesspool which is overflowing and you keep adding more sewage to it.  Most of your leaders: political, industrial, corporate and even celebrities have at the very least dipped their toes into it. None of them are untainted.

 

Many of them are not only wading in it, but have become so desensitized to the stench and the darkness, they are treating it like a baptismal.  They have been seduced by their handlers into thinking they will be “cleansed” of consequences, for a little while longer, with each dunk.

 

Children are being hurt, sacrificed, killed, abused, sold and used as bargaining chips for the “small people” who “become strong”, mentioned in Daniel 11:23, who make “gods” of their compromised assets, as long as they do as they’re told.

 

Trump wants to put off the “Epstein” issue and gaslight the victims, fine!  He’s been “revealed”.  But this isn’t just about EPSTEIN.

 

Epstein was not even a name when the Johnny Gosch story came out, or the “Franklin Scandal” in “Boystown” Nebraska when that broke; or the “Finders” cult, The McMartin School/Daycare scandal, the Hershey Orphanage scandal, Sandusky and the PennState scandal, Barney Frank’s pedo-bordello brownstone in D.C.; or the “Midnight WhiteHouse Call Boys” scandal, ALL of which are connected.  And “Epstein” was not mentioned once in any of these.

 

This is just the “United States”.  There was also the Indian school in Canada, and the Chateau de Amerois Castle in Belgium, Dutroux – also in Belgium, Netherlands banker Ronald Bernard, and many other countries also involved, that traffic children for the purposes of the dark crafts.  That last video is of a man they tried to blackmail and couldn’t.  I have featured it before on the Michaelsguardian blog years ago.

 

Certain political appointments and politicians are being stonewalled, threatened, blackmailed, and law-fare prevented from bringing forth indictments.  And one of those politicians who is very high up, is dragging their feet over another event, waiting for something to happen.

 

I don’t know what they are waiting for, but it has to do with Iran.

 

It also has to do with a “servant” that is mentioned in the Bible, whose name is known only to the elect.  And most of us don’t really know what we’re supposed to do about it right now, but wait.

 

 

 

God’s Children Target of Israel’s Bombs

 

Meanwhile, the “State” of a stolen name is fumbling around, peppering us with distraction concerning a “Temple” that thanks to most of our churches, is misrepresented as a “structure” to be built in Jerusalem. And this is the WISDOM that Christ and Paul both instructed us:

 

Jerusalem, is not of this world.  If it WERE, there would be peace and there is no peace.  God is building the “New Jerusalem” and it will come down from heaven in the midst of everyone who is written in the book.

 

And the “Temple”?  Jesus warned us about this in Matthew 24:15 and Mark 13:14: “When ye therefore shall see the abomination of desolation, spoken of by Daniel the prophet, stand in the holy place, (whoso readeth, let him understand:)”.

 

Where is “the holy place”?  In a structure, a building built by murderers?  Certainly not.

 

"For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens." - 1 Corinthians 5:1.

 

"But Christ being come an high priest of good things to come, by a greater and more perfect tabernacle, not made with hands, that is to say, not of this building;" - Hebrews 9:11.

 

There are a handful of Jews who are actually “Israel”, in the spiritual, loving sense: but the “remnant” is not JUST in them, but scattered among the nations “in the midst of many people”.

 

Those Jews are the ones “building” the “temple”, not the ones placing the abomination in it.

 

Those Jews are the ones knowing they are building it with hands unclean; and are awaiting the plumbline of Zerubbabel; and yet believe and trust that God is the one that will bring glory to it.

 

The Remnant are the “first fruits” of Christ.  It is through them that the WORD will reset the “stones” and the “timbers” in their proper ordinance.  They are the “foundations” of the “temple”.

 

"These sought their register among those that were reckoned by genealogy, but they were not found: therefore were they, as polluted, put from the priesthood." - Ezra 2:62.

 

In Nehemiah 7:4-6 there is an explanation of the “registry” that recorded the “genealogy” of the nobles of Judah that the king of Babylon preserved (This is why they are after Iran and Syria - #Elath in the Elect).  It describes this right down to the number of them in the “city” before the “houses” had been “builded”.

 

What is the “registry” and where is it?  It’s not a piece of paper, or records kept in a vault beneath a mountain in Utah, or secured by an antichrist religion:  That “registry” is IN you.  It is in the nucleus of every “city” within every living thing created by God.

 

It is the “book” within your DNA.  They know it, and those that sought to re-write it or “GMO” God’s name out of you will “fail”.

 

"These sought their register among those that were reckoned by genealogy, but it was not found: therefore were they, as polluted, put from the priesthood." - Nehemiah 7:64.

 

Jesus verified this and said:

 

“I know that ye are Abraham's seed; but ye seek to kill me, because my word hath no place in you.” – John 8:37.

 

And the Apostle Paul, a former Christian-persecuting-Pharisee and Jew said:

 

“Not as though the word of God hath taken none effect. For they are not all Israel, which are of Israel:  Neither, because they are the seed of Abraham, are they all children: but, In Isaac shall thy seed be called.” – Romans 9:6-7.

 

The “registry” in the believers will be restored and made whole by he who shed his blood for the REMISSION of SIN (sin = transgression of the law – WITHIN you).

 

When the people have been restored, they are made whole again, vibrant, healthy both spiritually and physically, through the very WORD that was blasphemed in them so long ago: and their connection and communion with God is restored once again, as with Adam before the “transgression”.

 

Jews are NOT chosen unless they are sealed with His Name: the same as any of us.  If their names are not written in the “Book of Life”, which is Christ Jesus, in THAT “registry”; their “book” will be judged against the Book of Life (Revelation 20:12-13), then it is as Jesus said: “I never knew you”, “My Word is not in you”.

 

The “fruit” they “bear” is seen in their thoughts, words and deeds (Matthew 7:16-20, Hebrews 4:12 with Deuteronomy 31:26).  There is no love in them. They persecute Christ, and Christ IN them daily.  They slaughter with no remorse, can call those whom God created, “animals”.

 

This is not of God.  It is not of God, it is not of Moses, and it is not of Christ.  This is antichrist.  The REAL antisemites are the antichrists by the very meaning of the name “Shem”.

 

Consider the abomination that is being overspread, and where God told Moses to place the Book of the Law; and why.

 

 

 

Love Your Neighbor As Yourself

 

"Owe no man any thing, but to love one another: for he that loveth another hath fulfilled the law.  For this, Thou shalt not commit adultery, Thou shalt not kill, Thou shalt not steal, Thou shalt not bear false witness, Thou shalt not covet; and if there be any other commandment, it is briefly comprehended in this saying, namely, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.

 

Love worketh no ill to his neighbour: therefore love is the fulfilling of the law." - Romans 13:8-10.

 

Most Jews do not understand this.  The ones that do, are being cut off and put out of the synagogues by their own.

 

The ones that do understand this will get why Jesus was promised to us, and to whom the “land” was promised.  Jesus IS the “seed of Abraham”: sealed by the very sacrifice Abraham did not withhold from God.  It was a fore-shadowing of the Messiah to come.

 

Jesus is your Messiah, Israel.  He is the WORD, he is the embodiment of that “Name above all Names” that God gave to him; for Israel’s sake; for the witness Moses gave, and for the restoration of that one Word in all creation gathered back to the bosom of God.

 

"For all the law is fulfilled in one word, even in this; Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself." - Galatians 5:14.

 

This is what is missing in the world, and in the “earth”: in the “house” and in the “temple”.  The abomination of desolation is the negation of that love.

 

This is what we have allowed ourselves to be denigrated to.  I saw this post on GAB, above this meme that they posted:

 

"Where’s Daddy?" is an Israeli military AI system designed to track individuals on a kill list and facilitate strikes when they are at home with their families.

“Where are you dad? Come home. I love you.”

 

This reprehensible human being that posted the meme, elaborated below it:

 

“You can hate Jews all you want (I do) but this is based.

When you need to kill somebody, you should kill their whole family too. If a nigger commits murder, he should be executed and his whole family should be executed as well.” – Source, GABPost.

 

This is the kind of mentality that is being promoted on some of these “unsocial” media platforms.  I just can’t with these, they’re not even people.

 

Can you imagine if this was Jesus’ philosophy?  What is WRONG with people who can even think this way?  This isn’t even human.  It’s demonic.  That kind of thinking is demonic.  As angry as you are with a person, or a government, or a situation or event, to wish death or to kill a whole family of a person that committed the crime?  It’s demonic.  And this is exactly what these kinds of posts on social media are trying to turn you into.

 

We’re at the moment of truth.  The trials are shorter, more frequent and in some cases, more vicious.  Time feels like it has slowed down, even though the events come fast.

 

It feels as though God is holding back for something . . . or someone.

 

Maybe that “someone” is you.

 

 

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