The Lion Hath Raored

nat geo wild "Should a trumpet be blown in the city, and the general population not be anxious? should there be malevolent in a city, and the LORD hath not done it? Most likely the Lord GOD will do nothing, however he revealeth his mystery unto his workers the prophets. The lion hath thundered, who won't fear? The Lord God hath talked, who can yet forecast?"

Might a notice of risk be sounded in the urban communities of this world and the general population not fear?

Might calamity happen to hoards and the Lord God not appoint it as discipline for the injustices done by man under the sun? Who then causes sicknesses, starvation, draft, war and struggle, is not man's hands required with it, is not the untruth an instrument of Satan, trickiness utilized as a gadget to bait the unlearned into distress, a false weight, a poser used to take what is unlawful, does not the stream of pure blood tumble from the fingertips of the wicked?

The Lion of the tribe of Judah has thundered; "It is Finished." Death, Hell and the grave have all come into His area, His power. He has paraded Satan and his fallen holy messengers before the Lord God, as a crushed foe, all their energy stripped away, their protective layer gone, and their weapons disposed of.

The Lion yells, Salvation has gone to all humanity, in the event that they will just accept. Damnation and demise have been taken hostage by the base of David, the Lion of Judah, the Son of God and who should have the capacity to remain in His nearness? Should man have the capacity to escape from the Living God, His Son or their judgment?

As the prophet Amos states; "As though a man fled from a lion, and a bear met him; or went into the house, and inclined his hand on the divider, and a serpent bit him." Judgment and reprisal has a place in the hands of God. A man may escape from the Son, and be met by the Lord, keep running from the Lord and be met by the Holy Spirit, yet at last all men should pass on and face judgment.

Men thunder and meander on about opportunity from religion, flexibility from God and opportunity from unceasing judgment. Men have announced that religion is for the frail and unlearned, they express that there is no God, no Satan and no judgment, even numerous that say they are religious hold to these same contemplations, not knowing reality of their own calling of confidence.

They say; Let us grasp different religions with the goal that peace may follow, let us consolidate our regulations and make for ourselves another religion where all men may go into the Kingdom of Heaven. Numerous are more than willing to trade off reality for political addition, acclaim from others and a frail feeling of wellbeing.

"The night is far spent, the day is close by: let us along these lines push off the works of haziness, and let us put on the protective layer of light." The murkiness of men's creative abilities, the making of insidiousness things, contemplations and discussions are arriving at an end rapidly. Men think to detestable always, their considerations are on fiendishness without misgiving. Give us a chance to change laws and even times so that our energy becomes over the frail and shy, who can remain in our way, for we are divine beings inside ourselves. The light is on the planet yet numerous overlook the light so they can stay in dimness, for just in the haziness would they be able to legitimize their insidious deeds.

Should we fear man or the Lion who is the most grounded of brute upon this world; might we fear the anger of man or the judgment of the all compelling God? The night is far spent, judgment is close even at the entryway, history might not record every one of the works of man but rather the Lord knows all, all is composed, all is noted and all should be uncovered in its appropriate time. Neither dimness nor shadow should conceal the works a man does under the sun.

All that have rejected the power of the Lion might be brought into judgment, this thundering Lion should expend all with the force of His voice, the mountains might tremble, the oceans might thunder and the earth should shake at His nearness. The solid wilderness that men live in might be transformed into slag, the high towers that he has worked for his pride should be conveyed down to the earth and men might return back to the dust of the earth from which it came, the obscurity and the night should end without a sound.

The night is far spent, might I hold my voice and not lecture the Gospel, God restrict, for I live and will pass on by the Gospel. For as I have said; The lion hath thundered, who won't fear?