NuPsalm-His Soft Whispers-The Blood of The Lamb

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           His Soft Whispers...

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  The Blood of The Lamb           2009 03 25
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. Vision:
I suddenly found myself in a foreign land. A man stood in front of me holding out his left hand for me to take. I could not see his face at first, only that he was dressed in layers of wrapped clothing made of what appeared to be rough material of a light beige color. His clothing was not much longer than his knees and he was wearing some type of sandals. I assumed he was older as he appeared heavy set. I realized that I was standing on a dusty path somewhere in Israel.

I reached out and took his left hand and we started walking up the dusty path, up a slight incline. I felt my ankles shift as I stepped on small rocks. I could see his face now; he has long white hair and a long white beard. I thought to myself, “Is this Moses”?

We stopped at what appeared to be a silo where ‘Moses’ opened the door and we went inside. As he closed the door it was completely dark, when suddenly a huge flash of light appeared as he had opened a giant book that was laying on a small table. The Book was luminous beyond description, Alive with white and yellow pulsating light coming from within the pages. He turned the pages, as if he were looking for a particular place to show me. He put his finger at the top of a page and slide his finger down about half way. As I looked down to where his finger stopped, in an attempt to read the words, the light from the book pulsated so brightly that I was unable to see anything but the light…

The scene changed, and I found myself hovering in the air, maybe ten feet in front of the cross of Golgotha. I knew this was where I was but I couldn’t look up to see His Face, I saw only from His Knees to His feet. I couldn’t bring myself to look up. I heard something dripping and I saw huge drops of blood, falling, and hitting the ground. As His Blood hit the earth it sizzled as if hitting a hot grill. As I listened to His Blood hitting the land I realized that the very earth itself was screaming out in its pain and horror over what was taking place. I could hear the sounds of the earth as it wailed in grief and anger as the ground beneath the cross shook, lightning flashed and the sky turned dark.

Suddenly a constant stream of young boys ran in front of the cross and passed me as they headed up a hill to my right and disappeared. As I wondered why the little boys were running into the hills, I heard The Word of The Lord:

"They are having to flee the land as the earth has become hot beneath their feet. These are the generations next to come but the very land itself has rejected them and demanded that they leave! They are not allowed to live here as the ground has demanded restitution for The Blood of The Lamb! The ‘little Cains’ of the future will never be accepted on this land, it is cursed to them and will reject them as they wear the marks of Cain.”

So this is why there is so much trouble with them obtaining that tiny little piece of land, the land itself is rejecting them?

"Correct."

Can this be stopped?

"They have of yet to repent for the murder of My Son! They have yet to even acknowledge That He Is My Son! They will wonder in the lands as vagabonds until restitution has been paid!"

But if they were to cry out to You in repentance, then the land could relax again as the wrong would be rectified?

"If they will call out to Me! Then I will call out to the land and restore it and they will have safe passage there, but I have long been waiting on their humility! And I AM Still Waiting and They Are Still At War!”
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His Soft Whispers

.	The Blood of The Lamb 2009 03 25	.
.	Vision: I suddenly found myself in a foreign land. A man stood in front of me holding out his left hand for me to take. I could not see his face at first, only that he was dressed in layers of wrapped clothing made of what appeared to be rough material of a light beige color. His clothing was not much longer than his knees and he was wearing some type of sandals. I assumed he was older as he appeared heavy set. I realized that I was standing on a dusty path somewhere in Israel. I reached out and took his left hand and we started walking up the dusty path, up a slight incline. I felt my ankles shift as I stepped on small rocks. I could see his face now; he has long white hair and a long white beard. I thought to myself, “Is this Moses”? We stopped at what appeared to be a silo where ‘Moses’ opened the door and we went inside. As he closed the door it was completely dark, when suddenly a huge flash of light appeared as he had opened a giant book that was laying on a small table. The Book was luminous beyond description, Alive with white and yellow pulsating light coming from within the pages. He turned the pages, as if he were looking for a particular place to show me. He put his finger at the top of a page and slide his finger down about half way. As I looked down to where his finger stopped, in an attempt to read the words, the light from the book pulsated so brightly that I was unable to see anything but the light… The scene changed, and I found myself hovering in the air, maybe ten feet in front of the cross of Golgotha. I knew this was where I was but I couldn’t look up to see His Face, I saw only from His Knees to His feet. I couldn’t bring myself to look up. I heard something dripping and I saw huge drops of blood, falling, and hitting the ground. As His Blood hit the earth it sizzled as if hitting a hot grill. As I listened to His Blood hitting the land I realized that the very earth itself was screaming out in its pain and horror over what was taking place. I could hear the sounds of the earth as it wailed in grief and anger as the ground beneath the cross shook, lightning flashed and the sky turned dark. Suddenly a constant stream of young boys ran in front of the cross and passed me as they headed up a hill to my right and disappeared. As I wondered why the little boys were running into the hills, I heard The Word of The Lord: "They are having to flee the land as the earth has become hot beneath their feet. These are the generations next to come but the very land itself has rejected them and demanded that they leave! They are not allowed to live here as the ground has demanded restitution for The Blood of The Lamb! The ‘little Cains’ of the future will never be accepted on this land, it is cursed to them and will reject them as they wear the marks of Cain.” So this is why there is so much trouble with them obtaining that tiny little piece of land, the land itself is rejecting them? *"Correct."* Can this be stopped? *"They have of yet to repent for the murder of My Son! They have yet to even acknowledge That He Is My Son! They will wonder in the lands as vagabonds until restitution has been paid!"* But if they were to cry out to You in repentance, then the land could relax again as the wrong would be rectified? "If they will call out to Me! Then I will call out to the land and restore it and they will have safe passage there, but I have long been waiting on their humility! And I AM Still Waiting and They Are Still At War!”	.