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This is a tree code. The puzzle differs from the code record.
I have a new resource. I am not ready to share it. I will think about if I add it.
It does pertain to today. It is a life story which says that with stepping into the end of day's perversion, with it, there will be a lack of joy. Do I... It is a prophecy.
I am not ready to share the source. However, I will enjoy the detail. Judah was a DogDad. Yeah, aha. And he protected his dog from wild beasts. Judah. DogDad. Papa God Jehovah made us some animals to be our companion animals. Godly people should recognize this.
In Hebrew, Patron is Daddy. Hmm. Patron saints. Daddy saints. To this hunt, I added "protect yours" and "dogdad". And that is where new pretty colors are coming from.
The protect word is sapphire.
What you see these days is I am not relying on the code record. I hunt. I can find words.
And sometimes, you find words, and you think of new sentences. CatMom, protect.
To keep up with me here, your eye verifies the equi-distance number, for this is where you see I have shown you matches.
Judah is breathy. It is almost like Ejuda.
Eh Judah. Find your DogDad. Your DogDad kills all manner of wild beasts, just to secure your life.
Where my seed of Judah listens to me, and stays pure like Noah in these perverse days, I Am your joy. I will restore your Joy, son of Laughter. Baby, remember Noah. I/Eye preserved him and his seed. And I gave him joy and laughter. Where sin has caused your heart endless grief, bring repentance forward, and be restored. Your heart is not meant to be drug in dirt. Nope. Get up. Repent. Rejoice in the salvation given you at the cross. Baby, get up. Rejoice. Sons of Laughter, restored joy, rejoice.
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Just as Jehovah's arrow hits his target, so your call sets his eye upon you.
When you call, he answers.
Just while you read this message, have you wondered how many enemies he struck down,
just so you have peace in your life. Have you wondered what challenges he swept aside for you? Have you wondered how he made the force of a storm a pleasant pasture for you and your family?
Mighty God fights for you.
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To him who receives these words, let them grow to be trees of life within them, crying out all Jehovah's identities, and of the uttermost, his Salvation.
Trees, grow.
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When I think Hebrew, you see my sentence written the other direction.
In my utterance, see if you can identify the Bridegroom.
Where is my Handsome King?
Hey Bride, how do you expect me to read your mind?
Hmm. Yes, I see the problem.
How about I connect some dots....
Every CatMom teaches her kitten how to wash.
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My house wears scarlet/scarlett.
We wash the bloodguiltiness of our sin off,
by the means which Jesus our High Priest has provided us at the cross.
Jehovah the Master of Snow
has provided us the means of salvation, by providing his own Son as our payment of our sin debt.
Interrupter, Head of the Hosts of Heaven, interrupt. ⛳๐คต๐๐ฟ Feel free to interrupt for me. You are the Presence here. Do your thing. For this post, we are done. We will rest. As the writer, acknowledging God's spirit Ruach, I notice now that the matrice code pulled matches the Lion of Judah/Snow verses. Who but him? Only him. Look for correlations between scripture I used and the matrices/codes. I don't know what I'm doing. I'm in the chase. God does the correlating. It was time to eat by the way. Hunger drew me out of my trance vision from which I wrote.
Writer legitimacy: Out of respect for my trade of writing, and also writing for the Lord, not just for writing, I am rereading the source, where I found Judah was a dogdad, and double checking the story. In enthusiasm, have you ever told a story detail, and then, it's off? Well, that happens. It does. He saved his dog from a wild beast, but I should double check the details. Is it important a wild beast was beat back? Was the beast moved back or killed? Anyway, for integrity, I am rereading the source. The story may not change. And if I covered the details with integrity, it stays as is. I am walking in new waters, reading texts I've not seen before. You know me. I read the library. I read the archive. I am recalling a story, from among a lot of information which I read. And lot is relative. A lot of content for me is not the same amount someone else reads. I share the details which matter to me. There was lots in there of interest and epiphany, however, these are not the days I write tons here. I write, but I share something I built before. I'm treading through review of things I wrote before, organizing my thoughts. However, it's cool when new reading fits into old searches. I will share with you what cream sifts to the top for me, and is pertinent to me, based on Ruach, and what he highlights.
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Matthew 28:3
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Just as Jehovah's arrow hits his target, so your call sets his eye upon you.
When you call, he answers.
Just while you read this message, have you wondered how many enemies he struck down,
just so you have peace in your life. Have you wondered what challenges he swept aside for you? Have you wondered how he made the force of a storm a pleasant pasture for you and your family?
Mighty God fights for you.
๐ค
❆
To him who receives these words, let them grow to be trees of life within them, crying out all Jehovah's identities, and of the uttermost, his Salvation.
Trees, grow.
⛳๐คต๐๐ฟ
When I think Hebrew, you see my sentence written the other direction.
In my utterance, see if you can identify the Bridegroom.
Where is my Handsome King?
Hey Bride, how do you expect me to read your mind?
Hmm. Yes, I see the problem.
How about I connect some dots....
Every CatMom teaches her kitten how to wash.
๐❆
My house wears scarlet/scarlett.
We wash the bloodguiltiness of our sin off,
by the means which Jesus our High Priest has provided us at the cross.
Jehovah the Master of Snow
has provided us the means of salvation, by providing his own Son as our payment of our sin debt.
Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
Where we mew for our discomfort under our sin load, over us the Lion of Judah roars, and scatters our
enemy which approaches, where we gave room.
When we approach our Papa God in prayer,
and confess our sin, Papa God comes over us, and he roars and scatters all our enemies sending them tumbling backwards in somersaults.
All you bad hell creatures get back from mine.
For Jehovah's sons to come sit between his forepaws,
Jehovah's sons follow his guidance of repentance.
Let me show you. Look at the result of repentance, and standing under Papa God's authority. Papa God's sons appear just a little like him. See the sapphire. Yeah aha.
To hell, in the Spirit, God's sons appear snow white.
Her Nazarites were purer than snow, they were whiter than milk, they were more ruddy in body than rubies, their polishing was of sapphire:
Here's Papa God. He loves and protects. He is the Lion of Judah. And he roars over his son, giving him all authority. And he roars over his sons, his house. He has a house. And his quiver will be full of arrows.
And won't they all be just snow white, like their Papa.
Hmmhmm. The wheels carrying Papa God's throne will protect his inheritance. Yeah. His own wheels will crush the adversary. No tank is tough enough to contend against Papa God's moving throne. If God's finger touches an earth resource, and turns it to sapphire, maybe his can mine sapphires out of army tanks brought against him and his house. You bring contention. God brings forward gems to enrich his own. If Mighty God's throne moves left, do you move left? If Mighty God's throne moves right, do you move right? If Mighty God's hand lifts to observe you, are you standing up at him shaking your fist in lack of knowledge, or are you on your face, crying out for your papa to remember you right then, and do you remember him? His wheels are fire. His wheels of fire are full of eyes. And well, you may wonder how he knows everything in the universe. How much do you wonder when you see his wheels?
The Lion of Judah, Creator of all, loves his creation. And Adam's seed will grow to be like his papa. You know, you pass on your values, and all. Papas do that.
And it looks like teaching gentleness, like the goodness of God as the dew upon your grasses, ensuring the greenness of pastures upon nations' lands. Who waters the lands?
The Lion of Judah, Creator of all, loves his creation. And Adam's seed will grow to be like his papa. You know, you pass on your values, and all. Papas do that.
And it looks like teaching gentleness, like the goodness of God as the dew upon your grasses, ensuring the greenness of pastures upon nations' lands. Who waters the lands?
I beheld till the thrones were cast down, and the Ancient of days did sit, whose garment was white as snow, and the hair of his head like the pure wool: his throne was like the fiery flame, and his wheels as burning fire.
For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not thither, but watereth the earth, and maketh it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater:
The bridegroom, as the King's son, happens to take after his Papa. I know. We were identitfying the Bridegroom King here. And Papa God told me, look to the snow. Snow. The Son Bridegroom King roars just like his papa. It's good to know. Right? Like Papa, like Son.
Renew and cleanse and purify whole nations, Lord.
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Which ones of these things looks like the other? Which ones of these things is the revelation of the other? Which one of these things looks like the other? Which one of these things looks like the next? Which ones of these things is the revelation of the other? Which one of these things matches the next verse collection?
Interrupter, Head of the Hosts of Heaven, interrupt. ⛳๐คต๐๐ฟ Feel free to interrupt for me. You are the Presence here. Do your thing. For this post, we are done. We will rest. As the writer, acknowledging God's spirit Ruach, I notice now that the matrice code pulled matches the Lion of Judah/Snow verses. Who but him? Only him. Look for correlations between scripture I used and the matrices/codes. I don't know what I'm doing. I'm in the chase. God does the correlating. It was time to eat by the way. Hunger drew me out of my trance vision from which I wrote.
Writer legitimacy: Out of respect for my trade of writing, and also writing for the Lord, not just for writing, I am rereading the source, where I found Judah was a dogdad, and double checking the story. In enthusiasm, have you ever told a story detail, and then, it's off? Well, that happens. It does. He saved his dog from a wild beast, but I should double check the details. Is it important a wild beast was beat back? Was the beast moved back or killed? Anyway, for integrity, I am rereading the source. The story may not change. And if I covered the details with integrity, it stays as is. I am walking in new waters, reading texts I've not seen before. You know me. I read the library. I read the archive. I am recalling a story, from among a lot of information which I read. And lot is relative. A lot of content for me is not the same amount someone else reads. I share the details which matter to me. There was lots in there of interest and epiphany, however, these are not the days I write tons here. I write, but I share something I built before. I'm treading through review of things I wrote before, organizing my thoughts. However, it's cool when new reading fits into old searches. I will share with you what cream sifts to the top for me, and is pertinent to me, based on Ruach, and what he highlights.
...
Matthew 28:3
His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow:
And his raiment became shining, exceeding white as snow; so as no fuller on earth can white them.
His head and his hairs were white like wool, as white as snow; and his eyes were as a flame of fire;
This one you see is the Word incarnate, who came to earth as Jesus Christ, and died on the cross, so he could release you from your hell debt for your bad deeds. You ask him to forgive your sins, and to come in your heart, to redeem your heart in, and make all the bedding snow white within, to make a worthy pillow for the Son of Man to lay his head upon.
You are the Inn for the Son of Man. You clean the laundry to give him a clean pillow for his head. Ask him to be your Lord, Savior, and let your Lord and his Papa roar in union over your life, and send the hosts of hell tumbling backwards like tumbleweeds back into the desert. And let God pave your way home. Jesus is revealed in the gospel of the New Testament.
Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
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