I heard a song in the willows

It was faint with surprise

I looked to where I heard the sound

And saw what I thought to be a small squirrel

It was curled up in a ball sleeping

As a whimper came from its tiny body

It must be anticipating winter, I thought

And the cold, lack of food, etc.
 I walked on for I knew not how to help this tiny creature

I came upon a young man

Trembling with fright

I would have offered my hand

But he turned his back as I approached

In the forested area was a woman

Burdened down with the things she carried

She talked to herself 

And I knew to interrupt would be rude

So I simply took hold of what was falling from her arms

But she screamed at me

And grabbed it back 

Dropping two more items

A small child lay upon the ground

Dirty from head to foot

I looked into his eyes

And saw my own in days past

Waiting for help

Looking for hope

Even before I could grab food

From my pocket

The little guy had pulled me

Close to the ground where he was

And began to climb upon my lap

I've tried to help

With all that I have been given

I hoped to Commission a few

To stand and lead an Army for God

I spoke and wrote the words of God

Until you destroyed all passion and will to do so

And still, I continued out of obedience

And love of the Father

But now I am crushed

I literally have no more to give

I have advanced beyond what I

Ever hoped

But was not able to bring even one

With me

The days are solemn and short

My prayers are longer than ever

Trying to recover what has been 

Taken from me

By your hard hearts, apostate ways, 

Your craving for attention and fame,

Your rebellious, religious, errant beliefs,

Your deceptive ways and lying hearts

I Rest In Peace 

Until God quickens the children

As only He can

And then I will Commission

The willing ones

To bring forth 

ALL

That God desires

Is there still time for you 

To repent, to join the Revolution?

The answer lies here

Jeremiah 16-18

Finished! 

MW

"And healing will come

With the morning light

But not unto the further work

With those self-sufficient

And those who run to man for help

The work will be new

The assignment ever so powerful

The peace plenty

The rewards tremendous

And you will not look back

At those who refused our help

Their failure will not matter

For it is as was meant to be

They failed so that the children will not

They closed their ears so that the children will hear

They shut their eyes to allow the children to see

They kept their hearts from truly and fully loving

So that the children will open their hearts wide

To My offering of Love

You have not failed

You only survived their treatment, abuse, betrayal, neglect

Due to My Hand upon you

Wipe their dust from your feet

Wash their slander, insults, hatred speech, curses

From your heart with Communion

Stand in My Presence

And wait for healing, first

And then empowerment

And we will begin again

With the hungry children

No adults will you help

No loads of theirs will you carry

You will no longer pray for them

Or call for them to receive blessings

We are altogether set apart

From those unwilling to walk in Truth

And their errors will catch up to them

In the most disastrous ways

Their mouths of plenty will no longer

Have enough

Their time of peace, comfort, good tidings

Will cease

And I, alone will wait for their repentance

You are assigned elsewhere

And will not walk on their path again

Shalom

Psalm 36"

FATHER GOD