Another Easter message to all of His children. He kept me at the keys from 7am, to 8pm that day WOW!!!!

These prophesy/poems came to me ALL day Easter-06                                        My Children   My children, sons and daughters I'm pleased you've sought my Way But in this amoral world, where I've allowed the wicked one to play, you must be wise and listen, to what  I have to Say  The battle that takes place, your eyes cannot see,  you must each and every day, look  and listen to Me The biggest error that I see , the one that makes Me cry, Is that you listen to the spirits , but don't check that is , I  told you in My Word, it's very very clear, he does come as an angel of light,  his lies he'd have you hear. So don't count on those thought and words that you think  always come from Me, but go to my  Word and affirm , what  you think to be Cause if you think  My word you can leave,  in a drawer or on a shelf  cause your line to Me seems true . Your doing just exactly what,  satan wants, you to. He'll tell you lies that seem so true , for just like Me, he knows, you too I didn't give him your thoughts to see ,but all the rest of you, what you say and do, make you easy prey, If in My Word and affirmation, you aren't willing to stay If you could, but see, the ugly beast that guides your life each day, cause you think you hear my voice, and think he doesn't hear you pray The sight would bring you to your knees and make you scream with fear, that, that, is what you listen to, that, that, is what you hear   He'll use his loud and familiar voice to try to lead your way. My soft still voice is calling you, to my Word and patience too, for you to confirm the thoughts you think are real and from my Holy place through prayer and being in my Word Nothing can take their place.   So on this lovely Easter morn, when at my house you kneel Don't trust in what you think you know,  don't trust in what you feel But rather renew in your heart to always seek my voice, for if my Word, doesn't confirm and affirm your each and every choice. you  will be  hindering and risking  a song you cannot hear: The angels, who rejoice, at you being mine and having your name in my awesome book of life And when the time comes for Me to stand at your side,  How awful it would be, I if I had to say to my Father, In Me, did he not, abide. So I can't claim him as My Own , with his master, he must reside Art proctor 4-16-06