Received 27 July 2019
Knock knock knock, Here I am waiting at your doors and no one is opening unto me. Why are your doors closed?
I speak now unto my own.
Wake up! You slumbering fools who think there is yet day in which you can play. I am leaving soon with my remnant and you think there is time left to stay in bed and lie about doing your own things. The time is late, the hour is come!
Where are you my love, your beloved is here knocking at your door yet you slumber til the hour is too late and you will miss me. I am here waiting for you. Why do you not open unto to me my dear, my beloved? Why wait til the hour is too late? My people have a lack of knowledge and I despise those who speak idle words of love and peace - pretending there is no war at your door.
War is here my dear. Wake up and see what has arrived at your door. Is it a bed of roses from your love? A gift of scented flowers to my precious? No it is war I say, war at your door for you have not headed my warnings, my prophets, you have not given ear to my words sent out before the time - before the time of punishment and judgement.
I say again, I am at your door and you have yet to open unto me my dears, my sweet ones. I love you with an everlasting love and my heart yearns for you. I do not wish to punish the unpunished and break the unbroken but you my children have not headed my warnings so you shall be broken, you shall be punished and you shall be woken and made to hear, and give ear unto me says the Father in heaven who loves you, and chastises you. For my love is an everlasting love and what father that loves his children does not chastise I ask?
Will you seek me if I don't? No you won't, for you slumber still, you lie awake in your bed, relaxing, thinking there is time - as if on your honeymoon but I declare - there is no honeymoon for you but trouble, I say again - trouble!
Thus sayeth the Lord of Hosts, I am coming soon and my remnant will meet with me but those who slumber will remain. My heart cries out for you my dears, my children. Do not lie and wait for another knock for it might just be too late. I knock now at your door and I say open up unto me so I may enter in unto your life and direct you, says your beloved father - I want to guide you and protect you, not punish, not tear down.
Do not cause my anger to flare up at you. Please my children come up out of Egypt! Rid yourselves of the worldly things you possess in your hearts. Come unto me and dine with me. Take my cup of wine - my bread of life, my burden that is light and my yoke that is easy. Take my hand that I may guide you into everlasting life, not everlasting death.
Listen up my people, my children, rid yourselves of your idols, your adulterous ways, your evils, your possessions and treasures - for what you store up here on earth decays but what you store up in heaven is eternal.
I ask of you now - who will you serve this day? Mammon or me? Baal or me? Witchcraft or me? Your wretched ways must stop. This evil in my house, among my people must be done away with or I cannot take you away with me.
Thus sayeth the Lord of Hosts - Yahweh the King of Kings and Lord of Lords - the Bridegroom, the Lamb.
I come soon - I return soon. Do not slumber for my return is imminent.
Blessed is he who waits and endures for my coming.
I love you with an everlasting love,
Yahweh.
*Note: I was given Isaiah 30 after being given this word.
This word given also had references to the parable of the five foolish and the five wise virgins, also the Song of Solomon.