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URGENT: Extra Oil – Let It Be Now

News Brief Around Globe: 5000 birds, 100,000 fish die, single species; Flood size of TX; Elements at worst, death tolls great; 500 birds & Dozens more dead; 2-M fish dead; up to 100 birds dead; 40-K dead crabs; Economy, Health Reform; Water crisis; Signs/plagues; Prayer Requests— Loud trumpets confirm year of our Lord

Extra Oil: Let It Be Now
shared by Remnant Doctrine Keepers 010811
©copyright 2011 Minister Bob Elmatti and
Bonita M Quesinberry

We are putting this Sabbath Extra Oil out early, due to massive prophetic events having occurred, that do affect all of Christ’s sheep. Make sure you are fully prepared, fully converted, totally purified: the time is at hand! SHARE THIS WITH EVERYONE!

RDK News Brief:
2010 US: Bankruptcies top 1.5M; Unemployment on rise again; Stock Mkts still losing in ups and downs; Foreclosures higher than expected; State Health Reforms cut benefits of vision, dental, home care, eliminated hospice altogether, + more; SS recipients get 2nd year of no living increase, expect same 2011; ARKANSAS: Beebe, 5000 Red Wing Black Birds die; Ozark: 100,000 Drum fish die; LOUISIANA, 500 Birds dead on Wed; KENTUCKY: dozens of Birds dead in a yard, street & scattered other places; MARYLAND: Thur 01-06 explosions at 2-Gov buildings, no injry: Jeffery & DOT; Tue 01-04, 2m dead Spot fish; SWEDEN: dead birds; ENGLAND: 40,000 dead crabs wash ashore; AUSTRALIA: flooding area TX size, water still rising, evacuations continue; NO. IRELAND: water crisis at critical trickle; ROME, tourists face new taxes; HAITI: 3000+ dead of Cholera, riots & people killing each other; GLOBAL: Blizzards halt flights, power outs, trapped motorists, earthquakes & untimely tornados, death tolls.

Only Things New: prophetic signs & plagues spread farther, more devastating, areas never before & untimely as never before; Recall 2009: RDK reported billions dead fish on African coast each month due to massive methane gas eruptions from ocean floor, destroyed livelihood of fishing villages then animal preserves when fishermen became hunters. Now US is feeling brunt of earth’s elements at worst, death tolls greater of humans & creatures— Hear God’s warnings & announcement! Let Christ be now!

Meaning of Current Events:
Speaking of events in Arkansas— signs of God’s prophecies of this last age. Over a period of seven (7) days, God’s Hand struck around the globe as His angels sounded the trumpets to announce the year of our Lord: Christ’s return. About 100,000 dead Drum fish blanketed a 20-mile stretch of the Arkansas River banks and floating in the river, found by a fisherman on Thursday morning, 30 Dec 2010. It would appear God’s angels sounded the first trump announcing the year of our Lord about to begin. Just recently, RDK reported that 2011 will be the worst for Christ’s sheep via Satan’s goats, the elements and wars; and, as evidenced by the birds and fish, events will move faster than we can imagine. 2011 began in accordance with that prediction.

Quite timely, about 100-miles from Beebe in the town of Ozark, Red Wing Black Birds were first seen falling from the sky at 10:30pm on Friday 31 Dec 2010; they continued to fall along a one-mile stretch of town for an hour and a half, until midnight. Drivers said there the roads were so thick with birds that they could not avoid running over them. This event was the major blast of the angels’ trumpets ringing in the year of our Lord: 01 Jan 2011 had begun by Man’s Clock and Calendar. On Wed 04 Jan, He again confirmed the importance of 2011 when Louisiana reported the death of 500+ RWB Birds with others dying in a concentrated area. On the same day, Kentucky reported “dozens” of RWB Birds littering a man’s yard, street and other nearby locations. Tue night and Wed morning, Maryland reported 2-million Spot fish found dead in/at Chesapeake Bay purportedly due to rapid temperature change in water; Sweden, reported up to 100 Jackdaw birds, Crow family, dead on a Falköping street; England, reported 40,000 dead crab washed ashore.

What about God’s Clock— a day is sundown to sundown— January 2011 began at sundown 31 Dec. God’s Calendar, 2011 began 11 Sept; although, it makes no difference, in this Laodicea age, whether we use a Hebrew or Gregorian calendar: prophetic events occur as pre-planned despite calendars. God knows which one mankind has used for at least 2000 years. Sounding trumpets by the Gregorian calendar makes it apparent that God intended to reach all mankind; both good and evil, whether they repent or not. Otherwise, He would have sounded them days before 11 Sept; which only the Remnant church would have noted and thereby determined Jesus twelve months away. The moment we entered Laodicea, prophetic time ended and we went back to real time: all that remains to be fulfilled now is for Christ coming in the clouds.

Referring back to the above 2009 report on African fish, which event continues today: initially it confirmed the advance notice given RDK for Christ’s quick arrival, the Bible having given the season. Notice of the months/year plus the African incident were exactly two years prior to this year of our Lord, less a specific day and hour: “no later than mid-Oct to mid-Nov 2011.” Just days before 2011, God took out the crab, fish and birds as confirmation of 2011’s validity. The Saints in this last generation were graced with the same advantage Daniel was given about the end of Israel’s 70-year captivity. Praise the Lord, for He takes care of His own and does nothing without first telling His prophets!

Theories: ideas that cannot be proven; yet experts theorized that the birds were hit by lightning or a commercial jet or died of injuries by flying into buildings or when slammed to the ground. Of the fish, they suspect water contamination or maybe disease or severe temperature changes; yet, no pollution was found in Arkansas River. Only God can cause unexplained deaths and cause pollution without man’s help.

More proof of God’s hand in this event is the fact that only one fish species died in Arkansas and Maryland, and one species of crab died in England, each here there are a number of species. No river or ocean has only one type of fish or crabs in it. The two prophetic plagues affecting salt and fresh water sources began in 1991, as did each of the other first six plagues. Many people laughed at this week’s theories, saying, “We are not stupid!” Global leaders censored news agencies in 1999; but, the minimizing of, and theories about, any event of nature and wars speaks as if assuming people are stupid: albeit, most are blind and deaf.

The Arkansas State Veterinarian stated that, of the 17 birds he autopsied, each had massive trauma but no sign of disease or deadly chemicals. He hypothesized that they flew into buildings they could not see at night, which he felt accounted for internal injury. By Thurs 01-06, it was being said they had been killed by a possible burst of radio or electrical waves of some sort. RWB Birds roost in trees at night. One resident said a loud noise sent the birds in his area trees into flight; but that does not account for 5000 birds. Already, conspiracy theories abound, many saying the government sprayed poison in the air by chem trails: illogical, poison would not kill only one bird species where there are many . It does not take a rocket scientist to determine who and what was the cause, if one loves God.

Lightning might strike a couple of birds— albeit, there was no lightning in the area— but not 5000. Or, 5000 hit by one plane for one mile? This would have caused a plane to crash. For 5000 birds to fall, they had to have died mid-air first; even then their bodies would have been severely battered: only by God’s hand could 5000 die simultaneously at 100-feet or more above the ground. It was reported that a few birds were still alive but walking in mindless circles and acting ‘confused’ but making no attempt to fly. We will discuss the concept of confusion shortly.

Wednesday morning 04 Jan, CNN noted that Louisiana reported at least 500 Red Wing Black Birds dead and more dying along a quarter mile of road; dozens of RWB Birds were found littering a yard in Kentucky; but neither event is a result of the Arkansas incident; other than by God’s power. Then, a report came in from Sweden of up to 100 Jackdaw birds dead from apparent blows of some type: of the Crow family. Then, England reported the death of at least 40,000 sea crabs. Again, only God can limit such a catastrophe to a single species.

This last event not only disproves the officials’ stated cause of death, but it also disproves the conspiracy theory of deadly chem trails. If the latter were so, it would be killing ALL life wherever it is sprayed. Additionally, as high up as a jet is flying, any such chemicals would likely evaporate before ever reaching the ground. In the end, no doubt, officials will do their best to prove that many species died in each event: an effort to disprove the hand of God and the end being near.

The birds’ reported confused speaks directly to prophetic Old Testament scripture about this Laodicea age, set out in “Bind Up the Testimony,  Seal the Law”: “The trees and cattle are confused.” God does not need to cite every plant and animal; stating one of each implies ALL. Therefore, what is the cause of their confusion?

The lack of food and potable water would confuse animals, especially those in the wild that have never depended upon humans for either or both: God had provided for them until now. Plants reflect confusion in the form of untimely and unusual growth or dormancy or death, which RDK reported as late as 2009 and 2010. Having been in the water purveyor industry, BonnieQ began reporting on that contamination years ago. Additionally, just a year or two into Laodicea, 1992 or ’93, the USGS began reporting deaths of cattle, in addition to human lives, by earthquakes and weather related incidents: the numbers had grown so large— also reported in the above noted book written in 1998 and published in 1993. Alas, those reports no longer could be retrieved after the 1999 censorship; albeit, we did print out and keep the ones used in the book.

Think logically, people! Research what is happening around the world; those things news broadcasts are not allowed to report or report only minimally: do Internet searches of the official websites, like USGS (United States Geological Survey); which reports on all earthquakes, tornados, hurricanes, volcanoes and the like.

Almost everyone took biology and science when they attended school from the first grade up, and all Christians should know their Bible and understand prophecy. Do not buy into theories and hypothecated conspiracies: someone will always come up with one or the other or both.  Know your Bible and get God’s knowledge of His prophecies as well as apply God’s logic— not man’s, for his is flawed and dishonest. Know that God’s logic does not function in those who are disobedient and/or suffer fear; for God does not give a spirit of fear, an indicator that Satan has a hold on the fearful person. 

Okay. It appears we have covered every possible response to the events that occurred between Wednesday 12-29-10 through Wednesday 01-04-11: seven days, God’s mighty number. So, let us switch gears and enjoy Minister Bob’s latest encouragement, followed by RDK’s closing note.

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Minister Bob, Florida, encourages us with a new poem reflecting God’s grace, mercy and Truth in these literal end days and, to the Saints, His gifts of freedom and peace within:

Let It Be Now
©copyright 2011 Bob Elmatti

Come and worship with us 
Let it all loose, be free
Dance like David danced 
What a wonderful God we have

Praise the Lord, God of Peace 
I praise and worship you, Jehovah, shalom
In the midst of my day I long for you
You are my Lord of Peace

Peace as the world gives is only a façade
Only an illusion of the real world of Spirit 
You are the Peace of the universe 
I want to walk in your peace

Let it be now, Lord of Peace
02 January 2011
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RDK Note:
Dear Remnant Saints, do not be dismayed or worried or fret over the news, neither about family members wherever they might be, not even if they die: God’s great plan is about to be fulfilled and all who love the Lord will be safe during, or spared from, earth’s last year. Rather, see and understand and embrace excitement, despite matters worsening for us: it means our Lord will be here quickly. Rejoice for those who are spared; for this year will be the worst ever for Christ’s Saints and the Elect.

Do recall that the Bible gave us the season, being around the final Jewish harvest festival. God told us in the Old Testament that Jesus would not be late. So, get excited! Pray for your brethren, that their strength does not wane, and for the wicked, that God’s kindness keeps them blind and deaf; for in this way they never will truly suffer as Christ and we have suffered at their hands. Most of all: forgive, forgive, and forgive always.

Please remember to keep Brother Elmatti in your prayers, as he enters the VA Hospital January 18. He will be in contact with Sister BonnieQ and we shall do our best to keep you informed as to his progress and ultimate return home to wife Lori. Pray for BonnieQ, whose oral surgery scheduled has been changed from 24 Jan to 24 Feb. Also, pray for our brother Frank in England: a strange call to Bonnie last month has her concerned for his welfare, especially his health. And, please, take time to thank BonnieQ’s assistant, Sister Tammy, for all her ‘news’ research that results in our Extra Oils being as accurate as possible: as Jesus said we need during this phase of Laodicea.

Come on, brothers and sisters! We have not received one testimony from our brethren since we posted those of Frans in Africa and BonnieQ in Washington State. This is the year of our Lord thus so important, even critical, that we share with one another the miracles in our lives. We all have more than one to share, so do not hesitate to send several at once or over time. Testimonies are words of encouragement, strength and lend determination to stand strong despite all odds facing us: they are proof that God is alive and well. We must not sit on our laurels of Truth, else God might deem us lukewarm; and, we all know that is a deadly condition. At this critical time in prophecy, we truly need each other, to hear from one another, to support and even guide as needed.

We must be ever mindful of God’s two keys required to open the gates of heaven to only the sealed Saints, as noted in Revelation three times: “They who obey God’s Law and have the faith of and in Jesus Christ.” The Commandments are as given in the beginning: Exodus, chapter 20; wherein God’s Seal of Authority is the Fourth Precept [20:8-11]. We must bear that confirming Seal as exemplified by our obedience, else be left behind: lying dead from one end of earth to the other end. But, only those who love in accordance with Leviticus 19:18-19 and Deuteronomy 13:3-4, which Christ repeated in the New Testament, will be found in cheerful obedience; for He also said of those two, “upon which depend all the Law.”

How do we know the Fourth Statute is God’s Seal of Revelation and that Satan’s is not man’s claim of a tattoo or computer chip? God told us in the AKJV Bible what is His Seal: Exodus 31:13-17, Ezekiel 20:12,20. We have only to recall that “sign, seal, mark, token” are synonymous words: mean the same thing but not necessarily for the same administration or purpose, such as the rainbow being a sign of promise made but does not meet the criteria of valid seals. God’s Seal is also that of Christ’s, which He reflected during His ministry: “As was His custom, He entered the synagogue on the Sabbath and taught. I also am Lord of the Sabbath.”

Being reminded of what constitutes a valid seal of authority here on earth, we know the same applies spiritually; thus, the Fourth Law meets all criteria to be deemed a valid seal of authority, the only Biblical sign that does: 1. Identifies author of Laws; 2. Identifies domain of authority; 3. Provides reason for authority; and, 4. Distinctive, unlike all others. And, recall that Satan set up a counterfeit Seal: Satan’s Mark is Sunday, a day carrying no authority in that it does not meet all four criteria.

How do we know Sunday is the mark of the beast? As God and Jesus told us what is their Seal, so Satan’s beast whore told us what is his: “Sunday is the ecclesiastical mark of the [Catholic] church’s authority to command all under sin.” So, there we have it; no silly tattoo or tiny computer chip in our forehead.

At the end of the day, however, it is not enough to simply obey and to keep our feet out of Satan’s many synagogues; we must also be on fire, as opposed to lukewarm: greatly motivated to learn that which we do not know, to speak God’s Truth to all ears that will hear and see the Truth in us, and to shout His warning as though from rooftops with a blasting megaphone. Being “hot” burns away fear of rejection and persecution: as Jesus warned, so must we. He is now only months away. We should and do appear as fools.

As Bob’s poem leads and Apostle John wrote, so we plead, “Come, Lord Jesus, come! Let it be now.” We all are so ready for, so weary and needy of, Christ’s return in the clouds. Think about it and ask yourself, “In what spiritual condition am I?” If you are not fully purified, on fire and shouting the warning from rooftops, then perhaps you are lukewarm; or, maybe, you prefer man’s deadly smooth words. Be honest with self.

Do you really want to be found tepid at a time when Christ is about to be seen in the midst of earth’s clouds? Do you really want to risk your life in exchange for smooth words or in exchange for holding that RDK and BonnieQ are wrong? Do you have the Spirit’s confidence that guarantees being taken up to Him? Will Christ know you; or despite all the good you might have done, though lacking total obedience, will He turn a shunning shoulder while saying, “I know you not”? This we know absolutely: if RDK and BonnieQ are wrong, it only means we will live longer than anticipated. But, if you are wrong, you will die twice: permanently, to nevermore be remembered.

That is, after all, what happened to the men who went to Jesus and told Him of all the good they had done in His name: truly, they had done good things. But! They never said they were totally obedient to His Father’s Law; which is God’s Will. Christ knew they were not. For all the good they had done, it was not enough, their love for God conditional upon their desire for man’s way: they possessed only one key, not two. As God loves us unconditionally, so must we love God unconditionally: He asks only two things of us. True love reaps works and faith: two keys. As a safe deposit box will not open with one key, neither will the gates of heaven open with one key.

How much do you love God and Jesus? More than the world and its riches? More than any man or woman or child? Enough to employ two keys while ignoring man’s way? As brother Bob wrote, come and join us; read and learn every Biblical treatise we have at RDK, a group no longer on milk but solid food; only God’s opinion offered, for we have none of our own and offer none. By RDK’s Bible lessons, you can quickly get yourself purified and know how to answer another’s questions. Then share all, which we give freely to you, with everyone you know; including this Extra Oil.

Much love & prayers,
BonnieQ, God’s Handmaiden
Seventh Seal Library

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A Vipers’ Nest

Living in a place of horrors: reality at its worst. The world has become a very ugly place in these end-of-days.

A Vipers’ Nest
©copyright 2010 Bonita M Quesinberry

I do not know why I am here,
in this place God set me down; 
a vile nest of striking vipers
whose stings are poisonous lies.
The vipers want me dead quickly. 

More than three years I have endured
lies of me and false complaints;
yet, all I did was help others
and always spoke God’s just Truth.
The vipers want me dead quickly. 

I do not know why I’m still here;
vipers all plus management, 
none I find who seek my Lord’s Truth:
they failed His grace and mercy. 
The vipers want me dead quickly.

No one should live in such a place,
one filled with only vipers
whose venom is vile pain and death;
then they turn on each other.
Vipers poison yet kill themselves. 

“Like dogs turn to eat their vomit,
those walking dead are twice dead.”
All I can do is weep and pray
that I ace this test, quickly,
then God frees me of this vile nest.

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Extra Oil 54: House of Holes Vision

 

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Prophecy’s Extra Oil 54: House of Holes Vision
©copyright 2010 Bonita M Quesinberry

News: Power was off for a short time this AM, so delivering your Oil a bit early!

Bank of America charged with fraud in Merrill-Lynch merger and misuse of bailout monies-Executives’ bonuses; Wall St, down over 200 points again! Toyota recalls up to 8.1M cars, brakes/accelerators, FED investigating brake issue; Unemployment, 480K new claims January; Haiti, US church group charged with kidnapping children, lack proper documentation

Sister Debby: message left at FaceBook announcement of this Oil: “I’ve been dreaming of houses with holes. Odd shaped places that I can look through. I wonder who and what is going to fall thru those holes. They seem to be floating. Ok. Can’t wait till Friday to read the “rest of the story”. Love you.”

A House of Holes
©copyright 2006 Bonita M Quesinberry, R.C.

04 January 2005 was the second time in just over a week I’d had the dream; the first was 26 December 2004, just 19 days after my friend Betty had died on the 7th: I shared her home and cared for her during the worst of her final days. I had avoided discernment that first time; perhaps, because it was so soon after Betty’s death and there was a lot I was doing for the family. Although, when it was given to me that second time little more than a week later, I knew I had to act on it and asked others to pray in agreement with me for God’s wisdom and interpretation. It was even more convoluted and metaphoric than the vision I’d had of the church many years before.

“Oh, Lord, make me to understand; does it apply to me, or my daughters, or is this for all the people? Show me if the vision is from you, Lord; and, if so, make me understand its convoluted meanings. Or, show me if it is the Destroyer bent on confusion. In Christ’s precious name, I ask this of thee; make me to understand. Amen and amen!”

It seemed I was in a building of obvious and severe disrepair; in fact, as though it never had been maintained since the day it was built; yet I never saw the outside to discern whether it had been a business structure or multiple dwellings. I was at first uncertain whether I was visiting or moving in, the implication was that I had clothes with me: prepared, as it were. Yet, in the first vision my daughter María was with me as I moved from one atrocious room to another, walls of decaying wood planks revealing chinks of filtered, grayish light.

I finally asked where to put my clothes, despite having nothing in my hands, for I’d not seen a closet. At this point and much to my dismay, I was feeling as if this were where María planned for me to live when I eventually would have to move out of Betty’s home. She opened a small, smelly wardrobe and I merely nodded. We continued through weird twists and turns from one room to another, each much worse than the one before.

The areas were bare, damp and filthy, only one room housing a well-worn, dilapidated bed— one would cringe from lying upon its mussed, dingy sheets— floors rolled up and down from one another; sharp delineations not by steps but by ramshackle decay and a foundation that obviously had broken and sank into different levels. I noticed a narrow, short dead-end hall at one end of what seemed a huge, wide hall in which we now stood— on either side of which were rooms. One wall of the short hall held two separate panel doors painted an unpleasant, deep blue.

“What are those?” I’d asked, thinking the space large enough only for closets or storage of some sort. María opened the first door and smiled as she pointed. The floor was about three feet below its threshold, again no steps down; the semblance of a bathroom in that same shade of blue as the doors. It housed a commode perpetually running as water dripped from the ceiling and a musty, moldy scent overpowered; no shower, sink or tub, as the space was not accommodating.

Her smile widened as María opened the second door to reveal the floor about a foot below us. In sharp contrast, it was pristine, a freshly painted bright white, large medical room with an examining table in its midst. I was aware of other medical paraphernalia but not of what sorts. When asked, María said it was a project her friend was working on but did not state its purpose. Other than when prompted by my queries, María never spoke.

It was then I realized I was visiting, that this dilapidated building must belong to María and/or her friend, whose name I heard her say yet it did not remain with me. All I could think was what a horrible place this was, unfit for man and beast; best torn down to the ground for the rotted rubble it already had become; and, I wondered why I was even visiting. There also seemed to be no order in the arrangement or size of rooms, a sense of chaos and evil hazily pervading the entire structure, making me think someone had been sold a bill of worthless goods. Her pleasure with the place, I came to realize, was because they hoped to restore it for a care home.

In the second vision, there was a brief panning of the exterior as I exited a car; white, seemingly in good repair but inside was the same decay. I never saw kitchen facilities; except this time, in addition to María, there also were Tammy— my foster daughter in Florida— and another dark-haired woman I didn’t know— perhaps the friend María had mentioned previously— and various men I’d never seen before, each of them tall and rather rough in appearance yet neat in dress; contrarily, I was introduced to no one. Investors, perhaps?

This time, however, it was implied that Princess, my ferret, was with me but in her cage somewhere as, again, we walked through rooms that had not changed at all. If anything, the filth and stench of mold and rot were worse, as was a sense of pervading chaos.

Standing in what must have been a living room or waiting area at the front entrance, I was made aware that someone had let Princess out of her cage and she was running all over the place. About this time, Tammy opened the front door and went out, leaving it ajar; despite a quick reminder that Princess was loose and in danger. Tammy’s stance indicated a total lack of caring about Princess’ welfare or anyone else’s, for that matter.

I rushed around trying to find Princess, to no avail, María trailing in my wake as though giving only the appearance of helping. I never actually saw the cage nor saw Princess on the loose. It was as though I’d simply been made aware. And, those men seemed to just get in the way while expressing concern, though it seemed none really cared as they smiled and laughed and strutted around with their hands stuffed in their pant’s pockets— constantly stepping into my hurried path as though to delay me from finding Princess.

Then I discovered a balcony at the other end of that wide hallway, absent of hung doors. It slanted so badly I felt as though I were leaning backward in order to prevent pitching forward as I stepped out onto it. The railing was covered with clear plastic on its outer side, the plastic’s lower edge tacked beneath the decking; as if to keep something in— quite useless, as it were— as opposed to keeping something out.

I heard a noise to my left and looked down in that direction. It appeared Princess was struggling between the plastic and railing adjacent to this deck. Just as I reached to snatch her from there before she could fall, another brunette woman I’d not seen until now, whose upper body suddenly emerged leaning over from the adjacent deck— a balcony I could not actually see— and picked up Princess; except, it wasn’t a ferret she came up with; rather, a medium-sized cat of similar color. She ruffled the cat, turned and disappeared, all the while as though I were invisible to her. Yet, I clearly had seen Princess’ tiny face as she clawed to free her self from the suffocating plastic.

I went back inside to continue searching but, very quickly, this vision of a house full of holes ended for a second time. Both times I emerged from this dream, the overall atmosphere of it seemed one of deliberate misleading and lies built upon crumbling lies. I also came away with the prevailing emotion of neither wanting to be anywhere near the structure nor the people involved; even my own daughters, from whom most of the misleading and lies seemed to be emanating, the others present only there as supporting their efforts. The Holy Spirit’s interpretation:

Rotted Wood, Mold and Poison
©copyright 2006 Bonita M Quesinberry, R.C.

The vision panned a large white house, inside decay
and people moving about; each in the wrong way.
The dream left me perplexed; so, others and I prayed
that the Spirit make me understand by God’s say;
for I know the time is short, the end any day.

“That whore and her daughters’ churches are full of holes,
teeming with poison they empty out twice dead souls;
yet outside, each shrine is a beauty to behold,
walls in My Name but man’s laws posted in fools gold,
that the people believe it’s fine to stray as told. 

“Inside: pitching, rolling floors, rotted wood, and mold;
chaotic plans with no doors against Satan’s cold,
and pastors spew bitter bile to kill their goats’ souls:
not all of God’s beginning Law spoken as told;
thus, they stand on a cliff’s edge yet see a clear road.

“And, they feed their goats to the fill with rancid meat,
murdering lost souls they send rushing to defeat;
the fetid stench one of rank hearts eager to cheat:
thus, goats and vile pastors the eagles soon will eat,
once Christ takes up His, proving God cannot be beat. 

“Expunge that rotting house; rebuild with God’s fine wood;
by His plan level floors, walls, and hinge doors ye should;
then like Christ, eat God’s Word that change ye might and could.
God soon repays with eternal life, if ye would;
but, if ye would not, ye shall perish: as thou should.

“Heed the warning God’s herald brings to thee for light;
circumcise thine heart with My Law as a sharp knife;
accept My Son Christ, that ye might avoid man’s strife;
obey My Doctrine, that thy virtue be seen rife:
then, when My Son comes, ye shall have eternal life.”
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As all of you know, Princess died at 2:00pm 28 January 2010: her struggle to breathe so resembled her struggle in this vision. Now I better understand her implied presence in the dream was an indication of multiple-events in a specific time line: her death and possibly mine to follow prior to Christ’s return to include the crucial time Holy Spirit gave to us months ago: Christ’s return no later than mid-November to mid-October 2011, though myself and others feel it will be sooner, even 2010. I had asked the Lord to let Princess to stay with me until my time to depart this life; thus, since she is now gone, I feel my time may come before Christ arrives. Still, He will raise me up to Him. Praise the Lord!

The presence of my daughter and foster daughter were used in two ways: 1. that Tammy, who had been lukewarm for 28 years, went “out” from that moldy house to breathe the fresh air of God’s Truth; and 2. both girls reflected the true emotions and characters of the Great Whore and her harlot daughters, today represented by the World Church. They were indifferent and without conscience, as are Satan’s synagogues; in Truth, both my daughters trust God, His Law and Jesus and neither are now lukewarm: rather, HOT.

Indeed, the World Church is a house of holes, rotting wood, and poison turning out twice dead souls. Its centuries of lies built upon lies and more lies, the many rooms being many denominations of unharmonious doctrines, are crumbling before our very eyes, Jack Van Impe one example of its leaderss crumbling into illogical stories constantly changing. It is without remorse; unrepentant of its lies to the world; without guilt of its bloody history and the blood it shall soon spill again. It is without conscience, so it and its leaders can lie with such smooth ease: it slays its own with cunning grins and false promises of eternal life for even the unredeemable, the unholy, the unrighteous: a promise of eternal life that it never can give, giving in return only broken promises to be destroyed by fire.

This vision came the second time on 04 January 2005, then was followed on the morning of 16 January 2005 by my awakening in tears as the Holy Spirit spoke to me (poem: I Lay Weeping), telling me it was too late for the world at large to turn around. Alas, as the copyright notices indicate, the vision was not shared with Christ’s Sheep until 25 January 2006; however, the awakening was shared on the date it occurred, in so much pain our Father was that I had to put the emotions and words into writing immediately.

Satan did not want A House of Holes, the vision to reach anyone; thus, on 28 June 2005, Satan struck me down with a brain aneurysm and I lay on my sofa for five days. On 02 July, my neighbor rushed me to Bremerton’s Harris Hospital, who quickly transferred me to Seattle’s Harborview Hospital. Surgery was performed early on 03 July and I survived against all odds: statistically no one survives the type, size and location of the aneurysm I experienced. It was huge, in the right temporal lobe and blew in my surgeon’s hands. 

He has tried so many times since I was age 6, but again Satan failed to kill me and the vision would finally reach one small flock of Sheep on 04 January 2006 for them to share with others; but not before 09 December 2005, when Gabriel awoke me again as His words mingled with my tears (poem: Again This Dawn). He reminded me to inform the Sheep of the times and to recognize the Apostate Church accompanied with another plea to those who had yet to “come out of her, my people,” out from her and/or her daughters, as well as another warning to the lukewarm and another chance to reach the cold. Much of the time, I feel as though no one is listening, muchless heeding: it breaks my heart.

In both awakenings, my tears flowed for the lost but was felt more deeply because I sensed the extreme, overwhelming grief God is feeling for those who refuse to turn and those who refuse to come out from; and, now it is almost too late in the day for even the lukewarm: the eleventh hour is upon us. God is about to spew out of His mouth the lukewarm. Please, make the choice to use the Truth you know to stoke your spiritual fires until you are on fire for God, Christ and their Truth in oneness; and if cold, instantly embrace the Truth that has been brought to you: Truth which will set you free of man’s deadly form of the Word; freedom then will carry you to eternal life!

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Extra Oil Update 51: ARMAGEDDON! God’s Truth

News of Haiti, Time/Age, God’s Armageddon, 7-Gifts for Righteousness, Gabriel Shares God’s Grief x2

Prophecy’s Extra Oil Update 51: ARMAGEDDON! God’s Truth
©copyright 2009 Bonita M Quesinberry

——Haiti has been struck with at least M4.0 aftershocks almost daily, at this time over 54, but magnitudes have been in the 5.0 range up to 6.1 in the last few days. The 7.5 that struck 10 days ago occurred in a major tectonic plate that lies beneath the outer rim of Haiti’s entire length and beyond, a part of the Ring of Fire; and, there is a narrower tectonic plate along its entire inner rim, part of which abuts the Dominican Republic. Major tectonic plates literally surround Haiti: a force that will fulfill Revelation’s 7th plague ” mountains fall, islands disappear”— but only when Christ comes in the clouds.
——So far, it seems all the quakes have been in the outer plate, with the exception of one that occurred a few days ago. It would not be surprising if the inner plate becomes just as active; so, please pray that the diverse sign moves away and pray for the people’s faith and patience as crews struggle to get food, water and medical aid to them.
—— The poem below precedes a 2002 question posed to TSaS about Armageddon’s “where and when”: that word used once in the Bible (Rev. 16:16). First, sister Debby shares a poem; read more at http://allpoetry.com/poet/debbysmiles ~ If you share Debby’s poem, add title/copyright notice: “Time and Age,” ©2010 Debby Carlson-Sorenson

Time and age; it passes
and so do we from this life
to whatever we choose
But it’s the in-between
when our human selves crash
and we reflect on all the things
We regret; we forget that
with each fall and scrapped knee,
each time the dust settled
It was Him who was there.
It was Christ who washed the dirt
from our feet and lead us
To a place where time and age
has passed, eternity sings
and nothing else matters.
I want to hear that trumpet sound, 
see the clouds fall away
and Christ Himself call my name.. 

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A R M A G E D D O N !  —  God's Truth 
©copyright 2002 Bonita M Quesinberry, R.C.

Question: The final battle between good and evil will be fought where and when? Much of the answer below is a partial excerpt from “Bind Up the Testimony, Seal the Law” written in 1998 and published in 2003 — You will want to get out your Bible and look up the scripture references as you read. Following this treatise is Gabriel sharing God’s grief.

Theologians and pastors claim the “where” as Armageddon, a Canaan plains area of the ancient city Megiddo, about 60-70 miles north of Jerusalem on the banks of Kishon River near Mt. Tabor and the Sea of Galilee: the former domain of the Hebrew tribe Issachar. These so called Bible experts further and rather vaguely claim that it will occur “when” Christ returns for a 1000 years ministry to the wicked. Their answers are based solely on one scripture found in Revelation and believed by most professing, Sunday keeping Christians: mainly because this erroneous interpretation is offered by those “tutored by man” thus holding doctorate degrees in theology. Jesus said, “Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings (untutored by man) is praise and truth perfected.”
——Having cited man’s finite opinion, and without including extensively researched historical data or paraphrasing scriptures, this rendering offers Almighty God’s definitive answer regarding both man’s view as well as Ishi’s own absolutes. FYI: Ishi is the name by which God will be called in the restored earth. It is Hebrew for husband. Please bear in mind that, contrary to the above version, many books of the entire Bible actually interpret this specific prophecy, therefore not all references are provided hereinbelow.
——Allow the Bible to interpret itself and TSaS provides applicable historical data only as required for clarity. Note: neither Revelation nor any other book of the Bible is necessarily written chronologically, as Theologians and pastors tout. This tidbit as well as studying the Bible according to God’s prescribed method are vitally important in allowing God to interpret His own Word, to-wit: Bible interpreting the Bible. Members might want to take another look at the response to “How, Why and Who to Trust” recently posted. Two helpful hints: 1) rightly divide the Word; and 2) “What was in the beginning is today, what is today will be tomorrow, and what is tomorrow was in the beginning.”~~ the great preacher of Ecclesiastes.
——While Rev. c16 is fact in metaphor, it does not remedy our question, rather it specifically refers to the time of redemption, which is different from the final battle— the utter destruction of evil and cleansing of the earth with purging fire. It should be noted that in no way does this passage or any book of the Bible state that the battle WILL occur at the time and place of the Rev. c16 gathering, to-wit: Armageddon. It shows just the assembling in the general vicinity of Armageddon for “the battle of that great day of the Lord,” which day actually refers only to Christ’s return, not the battle itself.
——FYI: “As it is on earth, so it is in heaven:” It is necessary to understand how man’s criminal courts work in order to understand how God’s court functions. In earthly murder trials, following a preponderance of evidence, a judgment by a jury or a judge then is rendered of either innocent or guilty, at which time an innocent is immediately set free. At a later date, another hearing is held to determine actual penalty sentencing on guilty verdicts— for God’s purpose, death. Still, death sentences are not carried out at the same time as sentencing or even shortly thereafter. And, so it is with God’s criminal court.
——Mankind’s trial began in 1844, when God’s hidden truths were revealed to the world, the evidence noting obedience or disobedience, during which time all people were given 147 years to accept God’s truths by demonstrating obedience or remaining disobedient, each generation judged accordingly. Final judgment was reached in 1991, which opened the last church age of Laodecia— an era Jesus said will be very short compared to prior  six church ages. In this age, only the lukewarm can still turn around: Laodicea, the age of sentencing and claiming of a just people.
——Christ’s return metaphorically represents the second hearing for sentencing, thus he arrives with our sentences: whether it be life eternal evidenced by meeting Him in the air, or it be ‘twice dead’ evidenced by being left behind dead of a first death—which sentence is for a second death to all those not found in the Book of Life, execution to be carried out at a later date. There is an incredible volume of scripture validating this premise, thus it begs a question: What really happens the day and hour Christ comes in the clouds? In the interim, an explanation of the answer follows:
——Revelation 16:12-14,16 ~~ These 4 verses are disrupted by v.15. It is the “spirits of devils” that consider it the “the battle of.” Verses 13 and 14 clearly cite who begins preparing for the battle by assembling the “kings of the world,” which means their armies. Then, verse 16 continues, “he gathered them in Armageddon.” Note that “he” is not capitalized: the interpreters understood that “he” refers back to verses 13-14, Lucifer as it were, not God of whom the Great Whore attempts to convince the world. The 4 verses together reveal Lucifer gathering his angels and human minions for what he teaches is the final battle with God over the dominion of mankind, earth and heavens. The ongoing wars in the region are Lucifer’s way of “clearing the way” for the great battle he expects to wage with God.
——It is Lucifer who has determined that the battle will be waged at Armageddon, which timing of the assembling may be recognized in Luke 21:20: “When you see Jerusalem surrounded by the world’s armies;” consider Feb. 1991 Desert Storm— the Holy Lands remain surrounded by the worlds armies to this day. It behooves us to avoid a perception of God calling “the spirits of devils” either to battle or to this specific location: Middle East in general. Other scripture will disprove such premise. V.14 refers to “that great day of God Almighty,” DAY being an announcement clue for Christ’s living flocks hoping for His quick arrival in the “midst” of that battle as confirmed by v.15. Isaiah reveals the “spirits of devils” gathering untimely and will not do battle with God. (Isa 9:5; 54:15-16)
——Revelation 16:15,17-21— Continuing from above, v.15 is inserted amidst Lucifer’s assembling merely as an announcement advising Christ’s children that by this marshalling of kings (world’s armies) they are to understand Jesus is about to “come in the clouds to take up His flock to meet Him in the air”. (see also: Matthew 24:30-31,36; Luke 21:20)— Revelation v.17,20-21 pick back up with events that occur at Christ’s coming and the devastation following in His wake as He takes up his sheep. This reveals that of the last seven plagues, the seventh vial is poured out behind Jesus as He moves across the skies from east to west reaping His harvest. (Gen 1:2; Isaiah 24:1-5,20-22; 34:2-3; Jeremiah 26:32-33; Matthew 13:41-42,49-50; Psalm 37:10,38; 110:5-6; II Thessalonians 1:7-10)
——Special note should be made on v.19: Babylon (the great mother whore) was divided into 3 false prophet divisions centuries ago, so the first line of v.19 serves to identify Great Babylon— her religious divisions of pagan, papal, protestant, her largest division being the United States harboring them all. Here, God simply wants us to know that He has not forgotten their abominations and the affect they have had on His sheep, for which the three are now being rewarded with suffering and later will be re-rewarded with utter destruction. The passage then flashes back to a scene of destruction falling upon old earth as Christ’s sheep are redeemed from both grave and from among the living aka the Elect.
——Redemption complete and we are on our way to heaven. It is here that Father God says, “It is done!” Jesus said the same on the cross, but He was referring only to His part in that phase of His Father’s prophecy for earth and mankind’s temporary lifespan: Christ ministered then died for our “past” sins, saying as He drew His last breath, “It is done.”
——God’s interpretation to our question is found also in Revelation 20:1-9,12-15. It is here and later that we begin to understand that God has Seven Gifts to bestow upon the righteous people. Oh, how I love God’s number, seeing it add up in God’s Word time and again! Rev. c20 speaks only of Christ taking up His sheep followed by Satan’s symbolic chaining/imprisoning: the literal, in this case, being that he is left alive on a desolate earth populated with dead humans and from which he cannot escape for the duration of our ‘first gift’ received of a 1000 years in heaven. Did you catch that? The 1000 years in heaven is our “first gift” for unerringly loving and obeying God and His Son. Prison first is fitting retribution for Satan persecuting humans for 6000 years while knowing his  execution will follow.
——Our ‘second gift’ is witnessing Satan’s imprisonment. The chain is symbolic of his inability to ever enter heaven again, which was established in Rev. 12:8-9 and occurred in about 538BC. Here we simply are reminded that Lucifer no longer has the power to leave earth. Genesis 1:2, and other passages, clarify that “bottomless pit” means an earth void of life. Only the first part of Rev. 20:10 applies to this time frame, whereas the remainder is a flashback to events that occur at redemption; thus, “tormented day and night for ever and ever” means a 1000 years seems like forever to the wickeds’ tormented souls. Our ‘third gift’ is when we reach heaven and God opens His books to us. And, the ‘fourth gift’ is the wiping away of our tears and total healing. The ‘fifth gift’ is the wedding and wedding supper with our Lord and Saviour in heaven.
——Then we are shown what happens after the 1000 years we’ve spent in heaven with Christ. The wicked dead are resurrected— see also Rev. 14:17-18, grapes represent the wicked— and Lucifer immediately deceives them for three months— a season— into believing God still can be defeated. Really stupid, isn’t he? Satan then gathers them around old Jerusalem, because that’s where Christ and His saintly warriors are camped upon our return from heaven. Now God has called the time and place for that final battle; which will be no battle at all, according to Isaiah’s citations regarding this event. But, of the location God is even more specific, which should lend clarity.
——Joel 3:11-15— The valley of Jehoshaphat, valley of decision/judgment, to-wit: where sentencing of old was carried out— today called Kidron Valley. Interestingly, the valley of Jehoshaphat (Kidron) lies east of Mt. Zion and west of Jerusalem. The valley is directly outside Jerusalem’s east portal called Dung Gate, the only exit through which garbage and human waste were to be removed from the ancient city. It is that same valley in which God historically executed first death sentencing upon those persistently disobedient and/or for having harmed His chosen people.
——Our ‘sixth gift: Joel confirms the location for the final destruction of all that is evil, filthy and wicked, inasmuch as v.17-18 follow the execution with a description of new Jerusalem as set out in Revelation 21:1-6. It is only after the complete purging of evil that a New Jerusalem (Psalm 37:20), wherein God and Jesus ARE the temple, comes down out of heaven and Christ’s saints at last inherit a newly restored earth. (Isaiah 26:14)
——So now we have God’s opinion. Where~~ Valley of Jehoshaphat; When: following the sheep’s’ 1000 years reign in heaven with Christ. Of course, that 1000 years just might foster another question: “Why a 1000 years? Why not just do it all when Christ returns?” The answer also is given in God’s Holy Word: that 1000 years is earth’s Sabbath rest, during which time she shall lie fallow— unable to support life— because mankind “did not give earth her Sabbath rests of every seventh year,” as God had ordered. For each day of man’s week, earth was given 1000 years as a day. Thus, she was to labor 6000 years, then have her Sabbath rest the seventh 1000 years. 6000 years has expired.
——Nonetheless, an incredible logic and absolute justice is found in God’s Word unblemished by mankind, undeniably better than any penalty humans could devise against criminals. What better punishment than to have Satan left on a dead world littered with rotting, stinking bodies from one end of earth to the other as well as the unopened graves of his previously deceased followers: all for 1000 years of “weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth.” No one to torment, no one to tempt, no one to torture, no one to follow him, no one to do his biding… no one at all, not even his fallen angelic army. How awful that will be for Beelzebub, who has been so busy for 6000 years deceiving the world and torturing God’s people. (Obadiah v.3-4; Amos 4:10)
——Man’s courts should eliminate death sentences, for how much better than that a rapist or murderer should have to live in confinement all of his/her natural years while living with why they are there; knowing only that, in the end, God will execute them: the unrepentant are the walking dead, the ‘twice dead.’
——In the end, what better place to destroy all evil garbage than outside Jerusalem’s Dung Gate in the valley of judgment: where God roars out of Mt. Zion utterly purging evil by an all consuming fire. Then, God presents us with our ‘seventh gift’ of eternity in paradise: He restores earth as Eden: where we dwell forever in the presence and magnificent light and warmth of God and Christ! Praise the Lord! Come, Lord Jesus, Come! God’s logic is far above man’s and irrefutable by His complete Word.

God’s Seven Gifts to His Righteous People
:

1. Spend 1000 years in heaven
2. Witness Satan’s Imprisonment
3. God opens His record books to us
4. Wipes away our tears and heals us
5. Wedding and wedding supper with Lord Jesus Christ
6. Earth’s complete purging of evil followed by total restoration
7. Eternity in earth’s paradise with our Father and His Son Jesus
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Gabriel Shares God’s Grief:
——Do feel free to share the following poems, which were my way of sharing what happened the morning of 16 January 2005 and again on 09 December 2005; in the midst of that year I suffered a statistically fatal brain aneurysm. Satan desperately wants my mouth shut and my pen stilled, my computer down and websites to ban my work. Since the age of 6, Lucifer has made numerous attempts to slay me. He is a failure.
——Please, if you are lukewarm, read these words with fear and trembling then turn yourself wholly to God’s Way; for you cannot mix His with the world’s, else you will perish. I felt God’s unutterable grief on those mornings: it is OVERWHELMING, so deep, deeper than any grief humans ever feel over the loss of loved ones. I know, for I have buried 2 children, my parents and my only sibling.
——Imagine God’s grief over all that He created and loves. As He said, “I take no pleasure in destroying that which I created.” But, He also said, “There must be an end” to evil and the wicked. Please, do not be one of the reasons for God’s grief and tears when earth stops. READ, WEEP and INSTANTLY TURN AROUND.
I Lay Weeping
©copyright 2005 Bonita M Quesinberry

I was crying when suddenly awoken,
blood spilling from a heart so broken
as Gabriel repeated, “It’s far too late,
for each sin they refused to abate.
You must stand fast and hear all the angels hark
as Jesus weeps o’er earth in the dark.”

I lay weeping, not wanting to even move,
aware there’s nothing more I can do. 
It is done; and, I’d said all that could be said,
while praying it saved them from twice dead.
Alas, they maligned God’s Word spoken so true,
left unsure I’d reached even a few.

I was crying when suddenly awoken,
bitter tears o’er Satan’s vile tokens;
though Gabriel assured me, “You are secure.
Rise and look away from Satan’s lures;
continue to stand fast and do as you’ve done:
for it will keep you strong in God’s Son.”

I weep still for their loss but now understand.
They can hear words only smooth and bland;
for it was written that they will not repent,
despite overt fury God has sent.
I comprehend: I must continue to speak,
for my strength is in God’s Truth I keep. 

I lay weeping but would do as I was told
thus arose to a room very cold.
Words flowed through my mind as I turned up the heat
and swiped at tears; for I’d not be beat,
as there are those who haven’t read what I write.
God’s might is mine and I’m in His light.

For them I weep, yet shake their dust from my feet,
sorely aware of their soon defeat;
for each who deny, live and die Satan’s child;
lukewarm, unruly, utterly wild.
They live loosely, thus will die outside God’s Law;
despite having been warned of each flaw.

______________________

 

Again This Dawn
©copyright 2005 Bonita M Quesinberry  
(Exodus c.20; Deuteronomy c.5)

Another glorious Friday You’ve made, Father,
this Sabbath eve; skies clear and sun warm.
I remembered Your words giving understanding
when again this dawn I woke in tears:
“Thou grieveth, like a mourning dove on the mountain,
for those left in cities filled with fears.
They refused to obey My Word; and, they should have
when ye spoke to prevent deadly harm.”

Oh, thank you so much, Lord, for sharing that wisdom,
and more, the one who sought to find me:
she whom I’ve just met though I have never seen her.
She said, “I spoke to God about you;
and, He said to me, ‘She is favored of the Lord.'”
Oh, how merciful to hear this, too;
a soothing balm healing each of my battle wounds;
for soon, Jesus lifts me up to Thee.

Father, this handmaiden is humbled by Your Love,
that You would choose this unworthy Eve,
then bless me with such great responsibility:
to reveal Your mysteries so true,
as well as to teach all Your Law, that some might live.
Oh, how I weep, for there are so few.
Alas, most turn away; others argue Your Word,
contrarily claiming to believe.

In all things, good and bad, I praise my loving God;
praise and give all the glory to You:
for I’m nothing without You, merely pitiful;
yet with You, I am all things and more.
Praise you, Father; Amen in Christ’s name: You are God!
You love me, just for keeping Your score!
And I know I love God, for His Law I obey.
It’s vile to break even one or two.

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Stand Again ~~ a prayer

Stand Again ~ a prayer

©copyright 2008 Bonita M Quesinberry

 

 

Oh, Lord, I’m so tired, weak and weary;

Please, when will this nightmare end? 

Oh, I know . . . I know, really, I do know: 

Satan wants my will to bend,

yet You won’t allow more than I can bear.

I understand what that means

regarding pain striking body and mind,

nonetheless, I can bear all things. 

 

Oh, please Father, give me the strength to stand

then stand again ’til he sings. 

 

It is hard, Lord, so hard with no army;

no one with me in this fray,

his weapons increasing and I’m alone,

his soldiers meaner each day.

Please, Father, how much more must I endure?

How long have I to press on

to insure each lost child has been snatched up,

days Satan seems to have won? 

 

Oh, please Father, give me the strength to stand

then stand again ’til I’ve won. 

 

Oh, I know . . . I know, Lord, I really know.

I know You do have my back;

it’s just those times when I don’t feel You there,

left longing for what I lack 

and so needing You to hold me tightly.

I need this nightmare to end . . .

I know, despite my tears, I understand: 

make my will one he can’t bend.

 

Oh, please Father, give me the strength to stand

then stand again ’til he ends. 

 

In Jesus precious Name, Amen

and amen

 

 

30 December 2008 Posted by | Christ, Christian, Christianity, End Times, Evil, Faith, God, Love, Poem, Poems, Poetry, Prayer Requests, Prayers, Spiritual, Truth | | Leave a comment

God Lit the Flame ~~ for you to fan

God Lit the Flame

©copyright 2008 Bonita M Quesinberry

 

 

Oh, yes, I have had all that riches can glean: 

fine homes with designer décor, 

impressive swimming pools for leisurely dreams;

Macy’s designer clothes and more,

matching shoes and bags and ornamental rings

draping me for each ball and chore.

Yeah, even costly cars with chromed shiny bling,

excess bells and whistles galore.

 

I held prestigious corporate positions;

“driven” many would say of me;

school many times, under certain conditions,

to climb ladder rungs at no fee.

And, I was prim and proper, by traditions,

with integrity all could see

and pure honesty, as God requisitions. 

Faith meant no other way to be. 

 

But, at what cost to me did riches implore?

I was loved; no loss to me there,

but it buffered me from the needy and poor. 

I had no idea their wear and tear

and painful abuse, for they are much deplored. 

As His Warrior, God put me there;

that injustice against them I should explore

and find ways to get their fair share. 

 

I had lost all: my health, then compensation. 

Know this: such a small price to pay

to feel their pain, grieve man’s selfish presentation:

dis-eases State doctors just flay;

HUD’s site bosses threaten accommodation;

but there’s nowhere to turn, no way,

just those mean streets: Satan’s fine institution. 

Fear: old, homeless, hungry, no say. 

 

Could I have prevented this? Nay, t’was God’s plan,

for He knew I’d speak loud and clear;

fight ev’ry wrong for we of His poorest clan:

He has chosen the poor as dear.

I tell our story and say, “Please do not ban;” 

share it, for no man do I fear. 

Read the series and send to hearts that will hear! 

God lit the flame for you to fan. 

 

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http://allpoetry.com/bonnie – then click on “Critical Articles” in list for. . .

 

The Series — Pass on Vol. I & II: Uncommon Common Abuse of Seniors and Elderly

or read the series by going to my homepage here at WordPress, One of God’s Pens. The first two segments follow after this poem and the poem “Face Off.”

Vol. III & IV to come: keep watch and do God’s Work by shouting your indignation where it will do the most good. I Don’t Mind Being Here, for I’d Do It All Again!

Christ and heaven are worth it.

 

 

 

24 December 2008 Posted by | Abuse, Bible, Christ, Christian, Christianity, Death, Elderly, Evil, Faith, God, Government Abuse, Love, Poems, Poetry, Prayers, Seniors, Sign, Spiritual, Truth, World | 1 Comment

Face Off ~ poem of government abuse

Face Off

©copyright 2008 Bonita M Quesinberry

 

 

When I was young, “beautiful” was what they said,

though always I reddened at such praise; 

it was pain inside I saw and a heart that bled,

while just upon my face they did gaze. 

 

Still, I was known for integrity of steel

and honesty as pure as gold:

for I put on no mask that could be peeled,

no hidden agenda, my words bold. 

 

By these two assets I worked and lived each day;

then the Devil played his wicked game

within Rule that determined my home and pay:

he would slander and shred my good name. 

 

I had lost face, no longer considered true:

investigations and inspections,

transcripts and witnesses ’til my face was blue.

Win, lose, facts remain in reflections.

 

It’s now a face off between Satan and me,

yet appears as Federal and State. 

I believe truth wins and will shout ’til they see:

God’s strength and I will speak in debate.

 

It’s not all about me, ev’ryone must know: 

it’s abuse of the frail and old

by Federal and State, still unknown it goes.

Hear our cry! Demand change strong and bold. 

 

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My story is about abuse of seniors and the elderly by some of the highest State and Federal departments that provide our Social Security and Medical benefits as well as subsidized housing when, unexpectedly, we find ourselves in need of it. My story is common but remains uncommon for lack of reporting by concerned elders or their families and friends, when the elder is too afraid to speak on his or her own behalf. Help get this story out to everyone you know across this nation, even the media if possible, by reading a series entitled “Uncommon Common Abuse of Seniors & Elderly” found in my Word Press blog page for Vol. I and II. There will be two more segments to the story posted over the next two weeks.

 

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A Wondrous Book

©copyright 2006 Bonita M Quesinberry, R.C.

The Psalm is such a wondrous book;

if we but only take a look.

Therein can be found prophecies

of He who gives eternity;

His prayers written before He spoke,

long before His flesh life awoke.

 

It is one of hope and guidance,

with Proverbs for reliance

when life seems to have no answers

and lewd are men’s pulpit dancers;

for only God knows what to do

when our trials are far from few.

 

The gospels tell of Christ in prayers,

but Psalm’s recites them clear by pairs,

revealing to us His wise heart;

one demonstrating love’s true part

while walking in His Father’s Will,

that we might repent of our bill.

 

Yea, Psalm’s spoke of our easy price,

as Revelation’s declared thrice,

and defined God’s armour for us;

that we put it on without fuss,

shielded from the ways of vile sin:

no more living as we had been.

 

The Psalm is such a wondrous book;

if we but only take a look.

It is one of hope and guidance,

with Proverbs for reliance.

The gospels tell of Christ in prayers,

but Psalm’s recites them clear by pairs.

 

Yea, Psalm’s spoke of our easy price,

as Revelation’s declared thrice;

for we must give up flesh desires,

that God’s Truth can save us from fires.

The Bible is a wondrous book

deserving of a closer look.

 

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Psalm 1:1-2; 19:7-11; 37:31; 40:7-8; 42:4

Psalm 81:9-10; 89:30-33; 94:12-13,15; 106:3; 111:7-10

Psalm 119:1-10,15-16,18-19,21,29-30,32-37,44-48

Psalm 119:71-72,97-104,115,126-128,134-136,142-144,150-152

Psalm 119:165,172,174

Proverbs 1:7; 2:1-10; 3:1-2; 3:35; 4:1-5; 6:23; 7:1-4; 8:17,32,35

Proverbs 13:13-14; 14:5-6,12; 16:2-3,6; 19:5,9,11,16,22; 24:28-29

Proverbs 25:18,21-22; 28:47,9,16-17; 29:18

Revelation 12:17; 14:12; 22:14

Revelation 21:8

23 November 2006 Posted by | Bible, Biblical Poems w/verse ref, Blessings, Christ, Christian, Christianity, Escatology, Faith, God, Grace, Holy Spirit, Jehovah, Jesus, Poem, Poems, Prophecy, Religion, Salvation, Spiritual, Spiritual Study, Theology, Truth | 1 Comment

Legacy of The Third Eye ~~ poetic heritage

Legacy Of The Third Eye

©copyright 2004 Bonita M Quesinberry, R.C.

 

It all began with great grandmother,

on to mother’s grandmother, but no brothers;

then on to my own mother the legacy passed;

to her a curse, certainly a great task.

And, in some ways, it moved to me and mine:

strange events and portents of a kind.

 

Great grandmother had sixteen little ones;

but, times were rough and plagues often won.

The wall thumped like a heartbeat behind the bed:

they ripped it out, nothing there but dread;

upon the bed, a sickly child cried.

The thumping stopped: she of three died.

 

Another time, a snow white dove landed on the lawn,

and there it stood until dawn;

then under the house, beneath a room it cooed.

In there was a beautiful girl a man might have wooed,

yet unconscious she lay, hardly a breath.

The dove stopped, flew away: sixteen years at death.

 

But the most harrowing of great grandmother’s trials,

was her gorgeous brunette, full of grace and style.

So ill she became, lingering long near death;

then, a day came she seemed to draw not another breath.

They buried her, at just eighteen then;

and great grandmother prayed, enough death had been.

 

So common back then, they had to move her pine box.

A year later, they lifted it from among dirt and rocks.

Something did not seem right, on the side dried blood.

Gently, they prised open the lid: horror came in a flood:

for she had been buried alive… ALIVE, and she’d awakened,

struggled to claw her way out, feeling forsaken.

 

Great grandmother lost no more kids;

so passed to grandmother the legacy bid.

Mother’s father fell ill one day, only thirty-five,

believing grandmother that he would not die.

Grandmother’s bed began to thump like a heartbeat:

a brother tore it apart, but it didn’t skip a beat.

 

Mother wasn’t allowed to visit her Dad;

hospital rules, not because she was bad.

But, on this day, they said she could come;

so, grandmother dressed her like the sun,

bright and cheerful amidst the thumping:

stopping only to answer the phone trumping.

 

It was then the thumping suddenly ceased:

only five, but mother’s brow creased.

She watched her mother’s smile turn grim

as she laid the phone down, neat and trim.

Grandmother turned, “We won’t be going, honey.”

At five years old, death was not funny.

 

Soon, my mother’s turn the legacy to claim:

strange dreams for her, each time the same;

death it would be: of family, far or near.

At twelve, it was her mother’s that caused tears.

Mom often said she didn’t know if it were

gift or curse, the line between such a blur.

 

Finally, it was my time to inherit the fame

of visions and feelings, yet not the same.

The legacy now was purified, to use for the Lord:

trying sometimes, convoluted others, never a bore.

Prophecy and interpretation the Spirit gave to me,

that the world might hear, learn and see.

20 November 2006 Posted by | Armageddon, Birth, Blessings, Christian, Death, Dreams, End Times, Faith, Geneology, God, Grace, Holy Spirit, Jehovah, Jesus, Love, Mothers, Poem, Poems, Prophecy, Sign, Spiritual, Truth | 1 Comment

A Royal Wedding ~~ poetic heritage

©copyright 2004 Bonita M Quesinberry, R.C.

 

One of my grandfathers, thrice great or more, 
came from Britain to America’s shore.
British aristocrats, he and his wife, 
quickly gained rich ground without any strife.
They were English, this Questinbury clan,
whose own slaves worked their Quesinberry land. 

Soon there were daughters catching young men’s eyes,
and handsome sons: tall, strong, ready to ride.
The youngest set out to see this nation,
slave driving not to be his vocation.
He rode rugged, wild southwest trails;
weathered hardships and never got frail.

Then one day, he met the girl of his dreams—
and, he must have been made for her, it seems—
for with her father it soon was agreed:
“A royal wedding to be,” was decreed.
She was a princess with long silken hair,
graceful in stride with features fine and fair.

Young Quesinberry started his new life,
wrote that he would bring home his special wife.
Slaves rushed to clean and dust the plantation,
planning many gala celebrations.
That royal bride must see them at their best,
and it’s highly polished family crest.

The long awaited day at last arrived:
two riders rode up the long, tree-lined drive.
Rejoicing turned to dismay and alarm:
there was an Indian on this son’s arm.
They never would receive a Cherokee:
forgot Questinburgs had fled Germany.

Thus, this his youngest son, father disowned;
 him and her sent from family and home.
The name’s spelling again would get a change,
Cherokee blood would subtly rearrange.
There are only a few Quesinberry’s,
and some of those spell it Quisenberry. 

My staunch grandfather asked about my thoughts
concerning this tree his forefathers wrought.
Fearing my boldness, my aunt held her breath;
sure I’d anger him, even cause his death.
“They were a bunch of snobs,” I bluntly said.
His laughter roared as his face turned bright red.

So, I’m a little Cherokee princess,
Then another bit of German empress,
And a wee bonnie lass of Irish cream,
together with some French and Brit, it seems.
Oh, and a Castilian Spanish quarter.
All these should just about set the mortar.

Of course, they did have that big plantation;
so who can say who are my relations?
Who and whatever, I do love them all.
They were a bunch of snobs! That is my call.
Perhaps, she’s why I love nature’s features:
trees and flowers, and all of God’s creatures.

 

 

16 November 2006 Posted by | Birth, Christian, Fathers, Geneology, Humor, Love, Mothers, Parenting, Poem, Poems | 5 Comments