Time is Running Out

 How can you say you love Jesus, but you hate your neighbour? How can you ask God.. who you cannot see, to forgive you of your sins, but you cannot forgive those you can see? 

You quote the Scripture and say.... no weapon formed against me shall prosper.... and every tongue that rise up against me, the Lord will condemn.... But do you truly comprehend the gist of what you are saying? Ninety-nine percent of the time, you are your own weapon formed against yourself.... because of hate and unforgiveness inside your heart and your usage of unsalted words, that shoot like arrows.

The favour of Almighty God, will only come when your life is in alignment to the Word of God and His Will for your life. 

You cannot be married to the Lamb and commit adultery with the devil.... and expect that goodness and mercy will follow you all the days of your life.

Your life.... your freewill choices.... your limited time here on earth, must be a reflection of who YOU are and who God is, if you want to lie down on green pastures. 

If you say Jesus, then mean Jesus. If you say you are a Christian, then act like one. The eyes of the world are upon you. Be constant in season and out of season, as you walk this Pilgrim's journey.


Rise up and take your rightful place in the presence of the Lord. Do not bow... do not back down... do not conform and do not compromise. If you want to make heaven your home, then get your house in order... and do it quickly. Time is running out.
































































































































































































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