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Prayers for California to Wake Up (1/15/2019)

 

Does anyone remember Azam Amir Kasav? Maybe this photo will help:

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Kasav was one of ten Pakistani terrorists who stormed buildings and hotels in Mumbai and slaughtered 164 innocent people in November 26-29, 2008. Twenty-one year old Kasav was the only one captured alive.

The ten terrorists trained for months, learning how to use high-tech rifles, bombs and grenades, gobbling steroids to buff up their bodies, studying maps of Mumbai and the buildings they would attack and dedicating themselves to kill until their dying breaths. Their goal was to slaughter 5,000 people.

Azam Amir Kasav was found guilty and executed in 2012.

Wake up California!

Do we possibly think this type of attack can’t happen in California? Have politicians so hoodwinked us with their repeated spewings about the dangers of global warming claptrap that we actually trust these political shysters with our families’ lives? Are there terrorists training right now to attack San Diego or Los Angeles or San Francisco or other cities in our state? What can we do?

My prayer today:

Lord, blow a trumpet in California, sound an alarm, call the church to turn to You with all of our hearts, with fasting, weeping and mourning, to rend our hearts before You in hopes that You will show us mercy, even though we deserve Your judgment. (Based on Joel 2)

Join with me on Tuesdays to fast and pray for California and the West Coast.

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Inside Israel

 

Once again, it’s time to hear from our sister in Jerusalem about what she is witnessing there as a believer in Yeshua. Put your prayer shawls on and pray for Israel and Sister J. Now here she is —

“The Deliverer will come out of Zion, And He will turn away ungodliness from Jacob; For this is My covenant with them, When I take away their sins.” (ROMANS 11:26, 27)

Greetings with grace and mercy in The Blessed Name of our Lord, Yeshua h’meshiach, Jesus Christ, Messiah, The Deliverer …The Just Judge Who is The Author of mercy, Truth and grace.  May HE alone be glorified and blessed, and may you be blessed and encouraged.

It is the first day of the new year 2019 and I pray for your BLESSING as I write. It is the new year on what we refer to here as the ‘civil calendar’.

When we first arrived in ’94 we were taught that ‘we Israelis’ go by the Hebrew calendar here (this year according to the Hebrew calendar is 5,779).  The Gregorian New Year is NOT a ‘holiday for us’ and in those early years of our aliyah, it seemed as if it was sacrilege to even think about wishing anyone a good New Year. Our New Year was at Rosh h’Shana (ACTUALLY at Passover…but we will not get -back- into that again now).

Slowly over the years however, as aliyah has increased from Western nations, the western celebrations of New Year was less and less hidden.  The Russians, who, from Soviet tradition, celebrate the new year big time with trees and a sort of Santa Claus, were easier to shame than these haughty westerners. This year celebrating the western New Year seems to have burst forth in full bloom with even FIREWORKS in Tel Aviv. Although still not a holiday, about 20% of the country is said to take note.

As I listened to a discussion about this on the news, the commentator brought up an interesting point: “It personifies the tension that we live in here between being called (by God)  to be a nation and a people “set apart” (God’s calling) and wanting to have a place among the nations (the secular longing).

Numbers 23:9 Balaam spoke the words that Balak did not want to hear either:

For from the top of the rocks I see him, And from the hills I behold him; There! A people dwelling aloneNot reckoning itself among the nations.” 

Nor do many Israelis wish to hear this, but God WILL have His way.

Every year since 1993, the Lord has given’ me a Word for the year. One that He will teach me from and bring to my attention as I read. I never know what it will be until He nudges my heart suddenly. This year’s word is DELIVER/DELIVERER.  I am excited to learn what He has for me with this.

 

I know from so many of you about the different narrow, trying places that your nations have found themselves in this past year.  I heard from a dear Alaskan friend this morning that another 5 or 6 earthquake shook them into the new year,bringing the number of aftershocks and other earthquakes to above 6,100 (!) since 30th of November when the 7.3 hit.  Now that is some pretty tangible reminder of SHAKING!

I know from dear friends in Great Britain how the tensions surrounding the Brexit battle have shaken and continues to shake their nation and leadership.  Those of you in South America, and actually, so many countries, have also shared struggles.

But between personal tragedies and nationwide disasters the testimonies of His Peace, His Deliverance and His Joy have rung clearly. “Founded upon The Rock!’  It is particularly poignant – real – when talking with some of you as loved ones pass through the eternal gates…and some of us draw near ourselves.  ‘We are founded UPON THE ROCK THAT CAN NOT BE SHAKEN!’

Even in the most uncertain, unstable Middle East.

And yes, in plain old life, we have certainly had our opportunities here to test where our feet are standing.  Probably most of you know that we are scheduled to have early elections on the 9th of April.  What a BELEGAN! (that wonderful Hebrew word that I have explained before meaning something like a virtual spaghetti of chaotic confusion!)

Yair Lapid has given the grandiose  promise that if he is elected the first thing that he will do is sell the Prime Minister’s plane.  Avi Gabbay, the leader of the Labor (left wing) party broke away from Tzippe Livni’s (ha Tunioa) party in a surprise move today while I believe THREE new parties have already announced their entry into the battle. Big names are running between political parties faster than the shuffling of a deck of cards (a strange metaphor for me to use, but appropriate).  It makes a kindergarten look like a peaceful island and it is embarrassing to me. The ultimate goal: Overthrow Binyamin Netanyahu!

One of our patients was in on Friday morning and my boss asked him who he was going to vote for. “ANYONE but Netanyahu! he spat. “We HAVE to get him out!

I perked up. “Who do you think could do the job Shauel?”  I asked him.

He turned to me. ”‘I have no idea but we have had enough of him! He doesn’t do ANYTHING! We have no peace.  We need peace! We need to give them a land of their own and just separate from them!”

Oh, he was angry.

“But WHO?” I pressed on. Give me one name?”

“I don’t know.  There isn’t anyone but there will be.”

Great logic, I thought.  “Let’s see…we gave them Gaza, green and flourishing, and got a hornets’ nest of Hamas terror.  We left Lebanon and got Hezbollah. Bibi has been able to tap dance through the incredible pressure that the world is putting on us. Do you really think that anything we give them would be enough?’  I asked.

“No.  They want it all. BUT ENOUGH OF BIBI!  SOMETHING HAS TO GIVE SOMEWHERE!”

Sounded to me just like the earthquakes in Alaska, the tension builds in the tectonic plates and suddenly it all shifts violently under our feet. Sudden change!  Like an earthquake!

Another change was announced here. One we have been hearing about suddenly came through the door.  I don’t pretend to understand it, nor do I really want to.  I am asking The Lord to help me understand it enough.

As of January 1, we have entered stage 2 (or 3 or 5??) on the way to having a cashless society.  We are now limited in cash transactions.  That’s an unsettling (earthquake) feeling for those of us hold-outs who do NOT use credit cards or bank transactions or automatic payments etc. etc. etc.  I was discussing the new law with our money changer this morning.  I have known Netaly since she was about 10.  Her father served in the army with my boss near the northern border more than 30 years ago.  Their last name is Goeli which means “my Deliverer.

When I told Netaly that I don’t use a credit card nor a smart phone she gasped.  I showed her my small Nokia cell phone and she looked horrified.  ‘Wow!  That’s an ‘antique!’ But how do you know about sales?  You can’t even get sale items unless you download the coupon on your smart phone. Especially with prices skyrocketing,” she informed me.

“I’m more concerned about paying our bills.  Our electric bill has not been arriving and when I finally get it, there are late payment charges tagged on.  When I call to solve the problem, they tell me which app to download.”

Catch 22. They are on their way to doing away with payment altogether (along with water, gas and every other utility.  This is no longer some weirdo conspiracy theory, it is at the door.  The VERY kind bank worker (there ARE no longer tellers because there is NO LONGER MONEY KEPT AT OUR BANKS. Our bank workers are there to help us with technical problems and transactions) told me oh so gently, that very soon I will simply HAVE to go cashless.

“So please tell me.  What happens when the world suddenly gets unplugged?  When the cyber umbrella falls?”

He smiled at me patiently. “That won’t happen.  It is all backed up in ‘the cloud.’”

I thought about years ago, back in the 1970s.  We lived in a small Alaskan village facing Siberia.  People had generators, oil boilers, wood stoves, kerosene lamps etc.  One day our village arrived into the “modern world.”  THE ELECTRIC COMPANY PLUGGED US IN!  It was all spanking new and full of guarantees.

Everyone was in wonderland and everyone got rid of their old wood burning stoves…except us.  I remember the day that the lights went out in NYC and the city became paralyzed and panicked.  Here we were in a remote village where the temperature regularly fell to -40 below 0 with 80 mile per hour winds and people were going to DEPEND upon the electricity never going out. NOT US!  And yes, it happened (thankfully not for too long) that there was a glitch and the electricity went out, and our little house was wall to wall people when it did.  Back up wood stoves re-appeared quickly after that.

ONLY GOD CAN NOT FAIL! BUT EVERYTHING in His Word WILL come to pass…even…the uncomfortable parts.

So I told my banker that I believed The Scriptures and I wasn’t about to take a mark when the Cybernet crashes. There will be no way to buy and sell and feed all of the people on the earth without some easy ID that can’t be stolen or counterfeited. And then  the mark is introduced. I don’t mean to sound weird, but it just finally seems very POSSIBLE!

And since He did tell us about it, I believe it.   And interestingly the bank person may have thought that I was weird to not have a credit card or smart phone, he DIDN’T think that I was weird for believing the Scriptures.  Interesting!

SO WELCOME 2019!

With all of the unknowns, God has already been there and walked each path (yours and mine) and He knows how to keep each one of us, so I PRAY that our faces are upturned and our hearts are tender and hearing.

God bless and keep each one of you.  May He be glorified in us as we walk ahead.

Lovingly,

your sister J

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Prayers for America (1/3/2019)

“I will never quit…If knocked down, I will get back up, every time. I will draw on every remaining ounce of strength to protect my teammates…I am never out of the fight.” (Philosophy of the U.S. Navy SEALs)

My prayer today:

Lord, help us American Christians to fight the good fight of faith during 2019, knowing that You will give us the victory in Christ Jesus.

What do you think and has the Lord spoken to you today?

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Politicians, False Prophets and Jesus (Part 1)

Much later, another panic attack awakened me. Someone moved in my cell. What did he want?

“De Luz, stand up. Let’s go.”

Rolling over, I saw the same two guards again. The big one had his hand on his gun and the smaller one held leg irons and handcuffs in his hands.

I yawned and stood up.

“What now?”

“Shut up.”

I held my hands out as he put the handcuffs on. He stooped down and tightened the leg irons around my ankles.

“Okay, let’s go.”

“Where?” I said.

“Down the hallway toward the visitors’ room. And shut up. No talking.”

One of the gang-bangers woke up as we walked past his cell.

“Hey man, where you taking him at 1 a.m. in the morning?”

The big guard looked at him, his eyes seething.

“Shut up, if you don’t want to end up in lockdown.”

The gang-banger mumbled something and then pulled the blanket back over his head.

Just before we reached the visitors’ room, the big guard grabbed my shoulder.

“Stop here.”

He opened a door with a key and held it open for me. I duck-walked past him into an interrogation room with a white iron table bolted to the floor. There were two metal chairs, one on each side of the table. Three walls were painted pale green and the fourth wall had a large one-way mirror. I supposed people watched me through the mirror.

“Sit down.”

As I did, Mayor Streyer walked into the room, carrying two cups of coffee. He wore jeans, a blue chambray work shirt, and a pair of Italian loafers. His famous million-dollar smile perched itself under his nose. He sat down opposite me.

“Remove his handcuffs, Jeremiah’s not going anywhere. Then, leave us alone. I’ll call you when we’re done. Thanks,” he said in rapid fire staccato.

The small guard took the handcuffs off. The two left.

The mayor handed me a cup.

“Starbucks,” he whispered. “Your favorite, right?”

I smiled and sipped some coffee. It tasted great.

“Wondering why you’re here?”

I nodded, but did not say a word.

“My wife, Dina, is worried sick by your prophecies. She can’t sleep. Can’t eat. Wants our two children to stay in Phoenix with her parents until this blows over,” he said, sipping coffee.

“Tonight, she begged me to talk with you,” he went on. “She hopes I can persuade you to ask God not to destroy San Francisco.”

I looked at him as if he came from another planet.

“Let me get this straight, okay?” I said in a measured tone. “She believes I’m a prophet?”

The question embarrassed him. His eyes dropped to his coffee cup.

“Yeah,” he whispered under his breath.

“What about you?”

He shrugged and showed off his million-dollar smile.

“I’m a politician with a capital P. If a pollster can prove believing you’re a prophet will add fifty thousand votes to my tally, then I’ll believe you’re a prophet. But I don’t see that happening. You’ve alienated the gay community, which is twenty-five percent of the voters in San Francisco. That’s a tough nut to crack.”

“What about people? Don’t you care what happens to them?”

His blue eyes opened wide.

“Well, it’s obvious I care about Dina and my two children. I’m here, aren’t I?” he said, leaning back in his chair. “But the people, whether they’re gays, feminists, peaceniks, liberals, straights, conservatives, fall into specific voting blocks. I just need the blocks to add up to fifty-one percent at the end of every battle on my side of the ledger. Sounds easy, right? Let me tell you, it’s not. You have to kiss butts and gargle Lewis Lye to make it work.”

I stared at him and shook my head.

“Shocked at my candor?” he said with a grin. “Don’t be. I’m just laying my cards on the table. If you think church leaders are any different, you’re wrong. They’re just as pragmatic as politicians and maybe even worse!”

A strange look flashed across his eyes. I got the sense there was a lot under the surface he was not saying about church leaders.

“The Freedom Riders had a favorite Gandhi quote, describing politicians and leaders like you,” I said. “There goes my people, I must run and catch up with them, for I am their leader.”

“Great quote. It sums up the art of politics in one sentence.”

We both took a break and drank coffee.

He leaned forward with his eyes staring full bore into mine.

“So what’s your answer?”

“San Francisco must repent.”

He slapped the table and stood up.

“That’s probably not happening, but who knows? Maybe I’m wrong. If I am, I’ll make a quick change and run to the front of the group. After all,” he said with eyebrows raised, “I’m their leader.”

He pivoted around and left the room.

Two minutes later, the two guards escorted me back to the cell.

The mayor’s words aggravated me when I was alone again. I paced back and forth from one wall to another. My spirit was stirred up. I was upset. Tears and sweat rolled down my cheeks. Politicians care about one thing: power. I thought. How can politicians be our answers?…What hope do we have?

(Excerpt from Jonah by Larry Nevenhoven, © 2012, Amazon eBook)

(Continued in Part 2)

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Radical Democrats, Leftists and Socialists are our Thorns in the Flesh

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Have you ever wondered what was Paul’s thorn in the flesh?

There have been many suggestions, but my best guess is that it was the Jews, who constantly hunted him down and tried to kill him. The Jews certainly fit the description of a messenger of Satan who buffeted or treated him with violence.

Yet, look what the Apostle Paul wrote a year or so after he wrote his letter to the Corinthians:

For my people, my Jewish brothers and sisters, I would be willing to be forever cursed—cut off from Christ!—if that would save them. (Romans 9:3)

Even though the Jews may have been Paul’s thorn in the flesh, he loved them, felt they were his missionary field and was willing to die for them.

So, I believe we Christians need to look with Paul’s eyes at radical Democrats, leftists, socialists and others, who are trying to destroy the Christian heritage of our nation. We need to view them as our missionary field and be willing to die for them.

That is — if we want to love like Paul did, which if you think about it, is how much Jesus loved each of us when He took our places on the cross.

Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas. I am taking the holiday season off. See you in January. 

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Is the Upcoming Civil War our Prep for the End-times? (Part 9)

During the American Civil War, there were denominational church splits for Methodists, Presbyterians, Anglicans, Lutherans, Baptists and others. Today’s Southern Baptists are carryovers from the Baptist church splits of that era.

These denominational splits were the results of slavery. The northern parts of the denominations were against slavery while the southern ones were deeply embedded in the slave-owning society.

The main holdouts were the Quakers.

Although many American Quakers once owned slaves, they realized that slavery was a sin by the early 1800s and refused to have anything to do with it again. Not only were the Quakers anti-slavery, but they were also pacifists. These attitudes caused the Southern Quakers heavy persecution during the Civil War. Their land was stolen, their livestock taken, many were thrown in jail, and on and on, their troubles continued.

In the midst of the Quakers’ darkest days of persecution, Southerners joined the denomination and became known as War Quakers. Think about this for a moment: people joined the Quakers so they could share in the persecution. Only God could make something like that happen!

It’s my belief that the Lord used the Quakers as lights to the Southerners during the Civil War. Like the church of Smyrna in the Book of Revelation, the Quakers were tested for their beliefs, but they had spiritual ears to hear what the Spirit was saying to their churches at that time in American history.

Could this happen in today’s upcoming American civil war? Could God raise up groups that would go against the grain on one side or the other?

If we view the political landscape right now, a majority of Evangelical Christians lean toward the Republican Party. But most black American Christians have joined the remaining Evangelical Christians in the Democratic Party.

Depending on how the civil war might break out, we could easily end up having Christians fighting Christians, with each feeling they are obeying God at the same time.

It’s my belief the Lord is raising up believers right now who are waiting for the Lord to send them to LA, San Francisco, Portland, Chicago, Philadelphia, New York and other cities to raise up a standard for God in these places. Their loyalties will not be to political parties, denominations or sides in the civil war, but to the King of kings.

These groups of believers will suffer extreme persecution, but they will stand firm and force many to make a choice between God’s ways and man’s ways. But even so, this is according to scripture.

All these are the beginning of sorrows. (Matthew 24:8

(Conclusion…but if you want to read all of the parts to date, you can go here.)

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Inside Israel

Once again, it’s time to hear from our sister in Jerusalem about what she is witnessing there as a believer in Yeshua. Put your prayer shawls on and pray for Israel and Sister J. Now here she is —

“When you see the ark of the covenant of the Lord your God, and the priests, the Levites, bearing it, then you shall set out from your place and go after it.  Yet there shall be a space between you and it, about two thousand cubits by measure. Do not come near it, that you may know the way by which you must go, for you have not passed this way before.”  Joshua 3:3-4

Greetings, dear sisters and brothers,

May The Lord be seen, glorified  and blessed, and may you be blessed and edified toward Him alone.

I have been much impressed over the years by the fact that the prophets, the fiery prophets, prophesied NOT during times of great darkness but generally during times of spiritual prosperity.  Isaiah prophesied during the days that, among others, Hezekiah was king.   Jeremiah prophesied during the days of Josiah.

I could go on, but what struck me about this is that it is HARD to hear the message “repent or else” while we think that we are okay, especially  while we are seeking The Lord, praying, reading, obeying.  When it feels to us as if The Lord is blessing, hearing us and answering and we are walking in fellowship. Then all of a sudden, we hear rumblings of “Seek The Lord now or else!”

Sometimes we can feel uncomfortable, condemned and even get angry. “Who do you think you are?”

What a time we live in, and we CERTAINLY have not passed this way before!

I’m sure that it has been with horror that we have all read the reports of the California fires in Paradise. The descriptions remind me of nuclear war, people overtaken by flames and incinerated instantly.  It is difficult to grasp. Everywhere we turn there are reports of great human suffering and we don’t really know if it has always been this way. Or has social media accessmagnified it through bombarding us moment by moment. But no matter what, it is indeed snowballing before our eyes.

Here in Israel we are also experiencing nonstop fiery dilemmas.   I have described the fires in the South set by incendiary balloons and kites.  It looked as if it was going to burst forth into a full-fledged conflagration last week when some 450 rockets and missiles were fired at us from Gaza. One person was killed (ironically, a Palestinian man) when a rocket collapsed a building in our southern city of Ashkelon. There were quite a number of injured during the 1.5 or so days of fighting, which then suddenly stopped.

Yes, it was very intense.

The media and the politics appear to be in a free-fall at the moment.  Our Minister of Defense’ Avigdor Lieberman, resigned in the face of our government accepting a cease fire (again) with Hamas.  It appears most likely that we will have to go to early elections as the government is collapsing in the light of the pull out of Avigdor Lieberman’s party from the coalition form of government that we have.  Our word belegan (total mish mash of confusion and mess) seems to apply to the situation before us as Hamas laughs and states that “this has been nothing compared with what we have planned for Tel Aviv.”

And yet I believe that our leaders are not stupid. The rumblings in the north (Syria, Lebanon, Iran…) are serious.  There are plans going on of which we know nothing…

But I have always been arrested by the verse above in Joshua 3:3-4… Step back! Leave a space! You have never passed THIS WAY BEFORE!

Many people feel as if they know what will happen.  I do not.  One thing I do know:  This is much bigger than I am, and I can/MUST bring it all before The God Who IS bigger than ALL.  To do that effectively I need to heed the cry of the prophets to repent fully before our Holy God.

I am telling you nothing new, and nothing that you don’t know until this point, but I will lighten up. I DO have some local stories to share.

So here is a story:

Last night was Friday night, erevn Shabbat (the evening of Shabbat, when Shabbat enters.  Saturday night is motze Shabbat- when Shabbat leaves).  We have been blessed to have our younger daughter and family back in the land for the past more than 2 years already, and as they only live two blocks away, they join us for most erev Shabbat meals: the festive meal.

I have shared before a bit about our son in law who was born here, the oldest of 14 in a Haradi (ultra orthodox ) family from French Algerian background.  He is a sweetheart and I have learned a lot of traditions from him that are different from those that I was raised with in New York City, America.

Last night our 4.5 year old Granddaughter Maya said, “In the shuk today a man gave me a yummy birthday present.”  She smiled broadly.  

“But Maya,”  I said, “It isn’t your birthday.”

Yitzhak (our son in law) said, “No.  But it was HIS birthday.  That is how you are SUPPOSED to do it.  You have to bless OTHERS when it is your birthday because you have gotten the BIG blessing of your life on the day when you are born.  You are already blessed with the biggest gift so you need to bless others on your birthday.”

Maya added, “Abba and I went to the shuk and this man gave me a bag full of sweet things and nice things and blessed me.”

I asked, “How old was this man?”

Yitzhak answered, “He said that it was his 85th birthday and he was handing out bags of goodies to everyone at the shuk”’

I smiled and thought of Meir Slama who was the first one that I knew of at my work who came to me with a beautiful box of expensive handmade chocolates and flowers and told me that it was his birthday. I was taken aback.

When we first made Aliyah, it was common to be on the bus and a girl or boy would pass around goodies and tell everyone it is their 16th or 18th birthday. I was so touched as they shared but I didn’t understand the depth of the tradition.

I thought back a few years and remembered again, older people at the shuk, passing around goodies and flowers on the occasion of their birthday. It began to fall into place.  “You need to bless people because you have been blessed with life.  They have it backwards in the west where people get gifts on their birthdays.  You have to GIVE.”

I remembered visiting Maya’s gan (pre-school) for her birthday party and remembered how our daughter had to bring 30 little gifts and packages to give to all of the other children.

Huh!  I think that I like this tradition.  At my husband’s birthday dinner, Yitzhak had told him that he should go around and give each one a blessing. It was a special time as he did just that and we were all edified.

It is a good tradition with its roots in truth, but it is still a tradition.

I  feel challenged today to cut away the nice things of my life and get to the raw part. Let God deal as deeply as He did the day that I met Him because the time is short. Even so, I have not passed this way before.

In my last letter I described the march of the young people from the south saying that they had had enough of “red alerts” and fires.  That was just a few short days before the whole south blew up into a full-fledged battlefield.  It was also just before our Mayoral runoff elections about which the word that was in my heart was either the sons of Greece or the sons of Zion (Zechariah 9:13).

The religious candidate won over the secular candidate.  How strange that that was all just one week ago.  It really feels as if it has been years!

May we be found in HIS Peace gazing at Him, abiding in Him, as time and this world continue to run.    And as it runs, may we sit at His feet.  And as we are at His feet may we sing blessing and honor and glory and praise unto HIM WHO ALONE IS WORTHY, Whose Name is The Word of God (Rev. 19:13).

Lovingly,

your sister J

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