“It is time for the last witness, and we, and there are others out there, have been called to deliver the Words of God to this last generation.
Our weapon is prophecy, which Jesus calls New Wine. We are not our own, we belong to Jesus and we love Him intimately, we are His bride. We hold the Keys of the Kingdom in our hands, we are called Key bearers and our Keys have the power to destroy all the works of the wicked one with fire. We commune with angels and departed saints, these ones are our guides from across the spiritual veil, and they direct our thoughts and actions on this side of the veil.
We are candles created to burn out on the altar of sacrifice, we are Nazarenes in this last and final hour and we are calling you to come and join, not us, but the Spirit of the living God. We do not follow a church, group or organization, we follow the One who loves us more than His own life, the One who asks us to lay down our lives that others may find Him and His love.”
And He has a message for you who hear His call in your heart.
Jesus Speaking: Let Me pollinate your flower, My loves, let Me sow My seeds deep. Your nectar has attracted Me, and I am aroused and ready to sow. Hurry now, we must be quick, for the time of the final harvest is upon us. Don’t worry My loves; we are not late. Everything is as scheduled; My timing is perfect, just be ready for My pollen, My golden seeds. It is the last days, and I wish to pour out of My spirit upon all flesh, old and young, master and maiden. Open your petals to My caresses, and let Me enter your secret chamber. I am love and I wish to love the world through you. In its last dying hours, I wish to pour out upon all who will listen. The Bridegroom comes, and I need you to call all who will hearken. To the highways I send you, to the byways I plead, with new wine I send you, calling all who wish to come to My wedding feast. Trim your lamps My dears; fill them with fresh new oil, the oil of our lovemaking. Lift your lamps high, for the darkness has come and those that are lost in the gathering gloom must see your light. Compel them My brides, compel them to come, to be ready, for the Bridegroom cometh quickly. (End of message)