The Return of Jesus, God's New Prophecies and Revelations

God's Visitation to this Earth Approaches

As the hour glass draws near, as the months accumulate in the basket of past memories, the time of Your arrival quickly approaches, dear Lord God. 

It's a time of change, a time of new beginnings, a time of sweetness, and a time of Your holy breath of justice being revived.  

All of these things will be coming in Your new day. 

It will be a time when all of the people of this world will look up to You and Your Son, Jesus, and acknowledge Your heavenly omnipotent presence.

They'll know at that time all of the other gods they worshiped were only made of clay and stone, and nothing else. 

For when Your new day arrives, all of Your faithful sons and daughters will fall on their knees and worship You with joy covering their tearful faces. 

All creation will breathe a sigh of relief to know that You, as their Creator, have finally arrived here for the second time. 

Then You will rescue Your sons and daughters from the clutches of the evil one's sinister plans. 

Deborah’s Letter to God About Time

Dear Father,

            Time, Time, Time, where does it rush to?  Why does it pass by me so quickly?  Time is like the rabbit in “Alice in Wonderland” taking his watch out of his vest pocket, and discovering that he is late for a dinner engagement or for a very important date.  Time is like this same rabbit scampering through the narrow pathway to his destination in the high grass of an open meadow.  I always try to run after him, Father.  I always try to catch up to where he is going.  I always try to keep from being left behind, so that I will not be late for the duties and engagements that are tentatively etched by me on my calendar.  But oh, My dear Father, this rabbit runs faster than I can.  He seems to always be able to outrun me.  With all the things that I had planned to do for You, my Lord, maybe I can succeed in accomplishing at least one of them. 

            But which one shall I choose?  Shall I slip outside to the backyard, and meet You under the moonlight and the twinkling stars of heaven?  Shall I slip outside to dance with You hand in hand to the song that was destined to be the one that was just for us?  Shall I open up my computer and add the additions that You have given to Jacob to insert into the unfinished masterpiece prophecies of Your own creation?  Shall I come before You in prayer, down on my knees, and thank You for being so kind to me in each day that passes? 

            Today I will thank You for whispering to the little children in my classroom to give me hugs on a morning when I was feeling low.  I will thank You, Father God, for switching me to an easier classroom where I only had to monitor the students there, and did not have to stand up and teach them anything important, on a day when I was sooooo worn out. 

            Today I will thank You Father for a day off, so I could have a little time of refreshment to find a ride back to my energetic self.  I will thank You today, Father for many pretty and merciful things You have given to me in my heart, soul, and mind. 

            It is also time for me to thank You for the many little hugs and kisses that You have shared with me through the fluffy white clouds and pale blue skies that You own.  For these hugs and kisses from You found me when my eyes were welled up with tears for feeling guilty about making a mistake, or getting too immersed in this world.  These hugs and kisses from You rejuvenated me when I was not able to sit by Your side, writing down the words and notes that You so graciously gave me in my heart.

            You, Father God, also held me close in Your arms when I was so afraid of the nighttime air that surrounded me.  You held me close, Father dear, and kissed my forehead and said not to worry, that everything would be okay.  And You were right, I didn’t need to be afraid, for You are always there, close by my side, keeping me safe and warm. 

            That is why I want to thank You and to give You the best of me dear Father God, the best that You have planted within me to give to this world.  For You are my true Love today and will be my only love through all eternity.  Therefore, precious is Your love to Me, Father God, so precious that I have not been able to replace it with anything this world has to offer. 

Love You dearly,

Deborah