NOW THAT YOU’RE COMFORTABLE, I TAKE MY SEAT AT THE CANVAS AND BRING OUT MY ARTIST’S CASE
The Magic Master Painter
December 19, 2025…
Jesus speaking in prophecy: My Word says be still and listen. That is the best way to remove the darkness that gathers around the doorstep overnight—those accumulated dream pictures that obstruct the entrance of My Words, visions, and thought-pictures. You must still your mind and listen for My Words. When you hear one, capture it and hold it in your mind, for it is the line that I have cast.
I am your Bridegroom, and I desire entrance to your private chamber. Therefore, allow that Word to flow in, and more will follow. As My light enters the chamber (Video) of your mind, it will thrust aside the clutter of the carnal mind that obstructs your efforts to open your chamber door yet wider.
The entrance of My Word giveth light; it giveth understanding to the simple. Let the light in, My simple Bride, and yield to My whispers. Become My unassuming, uncomplicated lover, and the darkness will flee.
The most difficult stage in receiving My words of prophecy is opening the chamber door. Your carnal mind resists My words of prophecy; it tries to filter the flow of My Words, to mesh, mix, and flavor them with its own, in order to foul the water and make it tasteless or bitter to your tongue. It seeks to mix its own colors on the palette I use to paint the pictures I desire you to see.
Call on your Blue Angel, and call on the Keys (Video)—a powerful combination—to assist you in clearing the enemy that resists the entrance of My Words.
The Shadowy Specter
Your carnal mind (Audio) detests the light. It will tell you that it is simply helping you filter and clean the Words that enter through that spiritual portal. But the more you resist its reasoning and logic, the easier and more free-flowing My Words become. In time, all that will be left is a slight distracting protrusion—a little word or two from he who has receded to a darkened corner of the chamber and now sits as the unwelcome stranger. He is as a critic who speaks his mind, a detractor giving off a negative or mood-killing vibe. But if you resist his slants, you will hardly notice him there.
And now, I arrange the setting and place you at a delicious angle, with just a light covering of silk or satin, or some heavenly fabric not yet permitted on earth and kept for very special occasions.
Now that you’re comfortable, I take My seat at the canvas. Then, depending on My mood or the picture you’ve commissioned, I bring out My artist’s case. Today I feel colorful and spontaneous, so I open My PalettePack and begin to trace new idea-lines—curves, dimples, and lovely lady lumps—highlighting the very first strokes I applied when I pictured you in My mind, long before time existed, in a place similar to this studio I’ve arranged here in the chamber of your mind, minus Mr. Negative of course; he didn’t exist back then.
In My PalettePack are soft brushes—the round, flat, fan, angled, and detail brushes—and there is even what is called a mop brush, which I use to daub beneath your eyes after a wholehearted laugh or a deep emotional outburst as we muse upon some past memory.
However, when the mood calls for gravity—perhaps you have commissioned a makeover or deeper remodeling—sobriety is the order for session. That is when I open My Studio Satchel, with its palette knives and sponges, which I use for softening the stripes left when a heavier hand is required. There are erasers of correction and subtractive drawing techniques, but at times I don’t want to entirely erase that habit or odd quirk, because it carries tones that assist in the development of your personality and character lines.
My ComboKit
Today I’ve come with My ComboKit. It sports the complete array. There are fine-point brushes used when I need to make a fact of import stand out—for example, when periods and exclamation marks embedded in secret Endtime script need a tad more flair. Tucked away in My ComboKit are rulers and compasses for measuring distance and time; pens and markers that I use to create special doggy lines and Endtime markers and signs; stencils that I use to repeat a thought given at some earlier date; and spray bottles that add a misty, hard-to-see-into appearance. I used My spray bottle—or what I sometimes call My “myster”—on poor Daniel; he was often mystified by My Myster.
It’s this Kit that is most distasteful to the carnal mind. It recognizes the ComboKit by its size, for I carry it in My Master Painter backpack, which at times I have called My Mountaineer’s Guide Pack. When the carnal mind spies My coming with backpack in tow, it becomes especially noisome and distracting—difficult to handle. It begins to wander in determined circles—back and forth, round and round—gathering all manner of clutter and dumping it upon the doorstep.
This is when you must give particular attention to sitting still and apply greater effort to listening for the Words I cast through the lattice at your window. The carnal mind cannot stop them from entering the window of your chamber, but as I have said, it can mix and mesh, confuse and cloud My Words. Resist it, for when you are listening to My Words, all other thoughts are of no consequence. Those other thoughts are of the enemy—an enemy who desperately fears the future, because it is there that its demise lingers, waiting for its hour of fulfillment.
Now the Wine is flowing freely—you’ve tasted and you like it. Your carnal mind is subjugated; your spiritual mind is softening, yielding to My gentle, enticing strokes. The pictures I came to your chamber to paint are taking shape and form.
Do not resist the entrance of My Words. Resist the carnal mind by keeping the door of the spirit ajar. Continue pushing away the accumulating clutter of voices and distractions. Put off the carnal mind and allow My mind to replace the receding darkness; demand that it remain in time-out.
My love, as you hear this whispered Word in your ear and recognize it as your Husband speaking—even if at times it seems shadowy—reach out and grasp that shadow, that substance, with hope. Just as you grasp and hold My promises in the written Word, so shall it be, as hope becomes reality.
These Words that I came to inscribe upon your heart, these Words you hold to so tenaciously, are word-pictures that will become a work of art—one that the world of men will hear as My shout, as the sound of a thousand celestial trumpets announcing My Return. Hold fast to that hope in your heart, and continue praying for all the promises and prophecies yet to be fulfilled.
Hold on, My love; do not faint in your mind. Hold to the promise. Call on the Keys for your brothers and sisters around the world. I am with them in their hour of temptation, as I promised in My Word that I would be. I am with you as you continue to climb—keep praying, keep believing, keep trusting. Faith is the substance of things hoped for, through the Keys, which you cannot see.
Ask What Ye Will And It Will Be Done Unto You
Although hearing and retaining My more sure Words of prophecy is a struggle at times—the reality is this: as members of My Warrior Band in the material realm on earth, receiving prophecy has come relatively easily to you. This is because you have received a special anointing for your calling as My warriors of the End. You have the Thunders of prayer, the Keys, and ready access to those spirit guides appointed to help you receive My whispers.
Without the Thunders, the task set before you as elite Endtime prophets would be impossible. And to your credit, you have exercised great determination and faith—trusting in the Keys and My promise in Matthew 7:9. You believe that you can receive uninfluenced prophecy. I know it takes great faith to step out on these promises, expecting them to hold you up, risking reputation and name in order to prove the veracity of My Words to others.
It takes supernatural faith—faith that comes only from My Keys—to lift your cup to Me and ask that My Words flow into your vessel, trusting that what you are receiving is exactly what I intend to give.
I see how you grapple in hand-to-hand battle with your carnal mind, which at times seems to have set its own course. I see the many distractions you encounter in your caves. Truthfully, it is a miracle of the Keys and of My guiding hand that you have gained the upper hand and reached to this point, to where you have nearly accomplished your mission.
Are you happy with how the days have been flying by? Yes—but not fast enough, I know. Yet one day you will look back and thank Me for these days leading up to My return, these days of struggle and growth—two words that fit together like hand and glove. Struggle and growth: that is what these days are for, My band of warriors; days of struggle as you fight through to the finish line, casting off the weights and sins that so easily beset you.
My Leaders of Tomorrow
Thank you for your sacrifice of prayer for those passing through great tribulation (Video) in Gaza and around the world. I have allowed these afflictions to pass over them to draw them closer to Me. These are their days of preparation. As their future unfolds and they take up their crowns to sit with Me as rulers in the Millennial Kingdom, they will look back on these days of purification with gratitude, thanking Me for My insight and wisdom.
Yes, the furnace has been heated seven times hotter, that My leaders of tomorrow might come forth as the purest gold. Those who will sit with Me on thrones, reigning over the Kingdom, must take up My yoke and learn of Me and My ways. They must be meek, as I am meek. They must not sit as haughty lords and ladies, believing that My Creation is their footstool, as do the lords and ladies of the evil king in this present fallen world.
My lords and ladies must be lowly of heart, preferring others before themselves.
I allow persecution and tribulation in these ones’ lives to purge the world from their hearts. What you have forsaken willingly, I take from them by force. The greatest leaders are broken vessels—those who cling to Me like the vine in a storm (PDF). So pray for these ones during these days of stormy preparation and transformation. My golden crowns will be placed upon the heads of those who know, in the depth of their souls, that only I am enough. It is these storms that I allow to pass over them that teach them of Me, to know Me in a way they could never have known Me any other way.
As you call on the Keys and pour your offering of prayer upon the altar of sacrifice, so do I pour upon those passing through these fires of tribulation great grace and strength of spirit. I also place deep within their hearts a spark of purpose. You will see one day, as they testify, that there was an assurance deep within them—a whispering hope, urging, insistent, imploring them not to accept deliverance, to refuse to be taken before their time—just as you do not want to be taken before you have completed your race. What champion desires disqualification, having run the race yet not receive a crown because of discrepancy?
My rulers of tomorrow, those who will rule and reign with Me on the earth during the Millennium, are chosen from My martyrs Revelation 20:4. You look upon their struggle and tribulation as unbearable and unnecessary—cruel and heartless—and indeed it is cruel and heartless, but not unnecessary. In your moments of doubt, when you stumble upon this rock in the road, you ask yourself, “Why should Jesus permit such a thing to befall His children?”
Learning Obedience Through Suffering
The reason is partly for their sins, but mostly it is in preparation for their future as rulers of planet Earth. Hebrews 5:8 says that I learned obedience through the things that I suffered. Those of My children who pass through these trials of tribulation—pressing closer to the trunk and clinging more tightly to Me as the storm passes over, rather than choosing the path of hardness of heart, bitterness, and resentment—are those who will receive the crowns. They are learning obedience to My will through the suffering they endure.
The tests are set deliberately high; they must be. This point—when those passing through tribulation choose their path—is where your prayers come as ministering angels, comforting them in their losses. Your Keys shine a light on the path ahead, their soft glow gently coaxing weary feet off the road that leads downward, over the rocks of their broken world, and onto the upper path. And although much more difficult to climb than the downward‑sloping way, it leads the pilgrim to the City of Light (Video). The downward path, as you know, always seems so natural and appealing at first, yet always—always—leads to desolation at its end.
You say, “Oh, what an impossible climb they face.” It is in those moments, when your mind shuts down as it tries to understand My purpose for allowing such tests and trials, that you must offer Me your highest praises. In your times of weakness when in fierce hand-to-hand battle with the enemy, he tries to get you to underestimate the power of your praises (PDF) and prayers and their role as intermediaries assisting My martyrs to achieve the impossible.
Grasp firmly the weapon of the Seven Thunders, My warrior brides. Come in under those martyrs climbing toward their mountain summit. Make the impossible possible. Pray desperate, extreme prayers. Praise Me for the victory, for it is through your prayers that My promises to you are fulfilled.
The Picket Key and the other Keys you send their way intercede, and as great grace is given to scale the mountain ever before them, My promise—that you will perform greater miracles than I did while I was on earth—is accomplished.
As promised, the Keys come to attend and assist those you pray for over particularly difficult sections of their climb. It is for them as it is for you and for all who would pass successfully through earth life: as storms of life must come, so must they be passed through to reach the safety of port, or endured in order to emerge into bright sunshine. I am at the helm as the Captain, or up ahead of My children as their Mountain Guide. I will help you through the storm. I cannot remove these tests and trials from the equation, for they are a fundamental component in the accomplishment of My perfect will.
It is through your prayers that I’ve placed that supernatural spark—that undeniable light, that inspiration—that presses My martyrs to finish a race and reach a goal they may not yet truly comprehend.
So, although their testing is uncommon, the promise in 1 Corinthians 10:13 remains firm: they are not being tested beyond what they are able to bear. Their exceptional test is for a purpose, and that is as I have already revealed to you—they will sit as kings and queens over the men of this earth, and indeed some of those who persecuted them so cruelly will be citizens of their kingdom or queendom to come (Revelation 3:9) .
Freed From The Tendrils Of Self And White Magic
One among many of the deeply embedded lessons My martyrs who have crossed over have come to realize—and which I have also shared with you before—is that they now see and understand the damning effect that “white magic” and the spirit of the Whore have on the human heart. For they too were once entwined in the tendrils of self and lifestyle, and were becoming set as pillars in the house of Satan. I have My training course for those who wish to be pillars in My house, and Satan has his earthly-pillar training course, and many there be who enter through those doors.
Those that see their “lucky peers” attending university are blind sheep; they view it as having passed through a special portal to a utopian dreamland. They greatly desire to follow them, so they strive in endless slavery to reach the never-never-land pipe dream of tomorrow’s world. Those that see their friends get a “lucky break” and go to America or Europe are also blind; they see their buddies flying away in a jetliner, when in fact they are not flying –but falling—into the parallel universe.
The worldly fear the prophets’ visions and dreams; they stop their ears to the seers’ warnings. The Palestinians are the blessed ones—they have been ripped from the very edge of Hell’s gate, chosen as candidates to sit on thrones and rule the world of tomorrow. “For every high priest taken from among men is ordained for men in things pertaining to God, that he may offer both gifts and sacrifices for sins: Who can have compassion on the ignorant, and on them that are out of the way; for that he himself also is compassed with infirmity. And by reason hereof he ought, as for the people, so also for himself, to offer for sins. And no man taketh this honour unto himself, but he that is called of God, as was Aaron. Hebrews 5:1-4
Fly My Eagles Fly
My martyrs’ pipe has been smashed, their smoke dream has vanished, and in human compassion you feel sorry for them. Your humanness blinds you to true reality. As is often the case, man does not see as God sees. Fly higher, My eagles of the End. Don’t look down at flesh mountain; don’t be drawn into the darkness of self and carnal-mindedness.
“Through the Keys of the Kingdom you can change, be recreated, mount up with wings as an eagle, and soar into My mind. Call on the Keys to create in you a new mind, and to release you from the limitations of your old mind and carnal reasoning.”
The choosing of My kings and queens, who will sit on thrones ruling and reigning over the earth, is not politics, where a vote puts any old fool on the chair—or, as in man’s world, the most aggressive, selfish, cutthroat member of the Mafia. My world of tomorrow is a theocracy, and those whom I choose to rule with Me are as that which C. S. Lewis quoted in one of his novels—and it is a true saying in more ways than one: “Once a king or queen of Narnia, always a king or queen of Narnia.”
The earth during the Millennium will be a type of Narnia. Some of the animals will be able to talk; it will be a well-kept secret, discussed among those in the know. Those animal lovers who have a special affinity with animals will be blessed with the ability to interact with certain animals that have been gifted with speech. But among the general public, talking beasts will remain an undisclosed secret.
Monster Incorporated
The training course for My rulers of tomorrow is stringent; it is designed to wash out those that are “in it for the beer,” so to speak. In Satan’s world of today, those that reach the top are the terrors of the schoolyard—the brash bullies that grow into cold-hearted, ruthless businessmen and governors who dictate over the meek of the earth. As you know, those that reach the top in this present world pay allegiance to the evil one; they pass through the monster test. Only the meanest, greediest, most selfish monsters reach the top in Monster Incorporated.
These are the trap-makers, the ones who hold all the doors—and none of their doors lead to reality. All lead to a dystopian dreamland, expertly dressed up in what you have come to know as “white magic,” a type of silly putty that can be molded and shaped to behave in ways that seem to break the rules of dystopia. A keen eye can spot the ruse, but the keen-eyed without the Keys of the Kingdom is just another rabbit, and just as trapped as the dull-eyed rabbit.
To be a top scorer in Monster Incorporated, you have to think and act like the trap-door makers—that’s how the best money and the top positions are won. You are fully aware that this present world is governed and financed by Mafia monsters. The Soylent Green food production, processing, and distribution system; the money supply system; the communication system; the transportation system; the power supply system—all doors of employment in Monster Incorporated are manufactured by Monster Incorporated.
All are lined up on an endless conveyor belt. All employees have no other choice but the doors presented to them.
Break company rules and you are punished; comply with company rules and everyone is happy, and you are free to go home each evening to your happy little home in the suburbs—again, all amenities supplied by Monster Incorporated.
When The Mists Lifts And Reality Begins
What you are trying to achieve with your prayers does seem quite overwhelming. I see your thoughts, and of course those thought frequencies are being emitted by your carnal mind. It struggles; even in spite of all the miraculous doors I’ve opened for you throughout the years—doors that are clearly attached to the Monster Incorporated conveyor belt, yet when opened somehow bring you into a different reality than that inhabited by the keen- and dull-eyed folks around you.
These others have either resigned themselves to the belief that this is –and always will be— the way of things, or they are striving to climb a ladder that promises a way out of the humdrum suburban life of the ordinary company employee.
Have you noticed how many times and from how many different angles I’ve explained this picture to you? I know you have been climbing My ladder to success for what seems an interminably long time. Yes, there has been generation upon generation before you who have had the same questions, and yes, I promised them the exact same thing I now promise you.
I know My promises can seem to end the same way Satan’s promises end—the only real escape from this virtual reality appears to be death, so what’s new? The best way I can explain this to you is the way I explained it in someone’s prophecy: death is not an escape hatch; it is a release into another dimension—only for a while, though. Eventually everyone will be brought back to the earth plane to resume where they left off, albeit on a slightly higher plane, thus making lesson-learning far less stressful.
So it is not, as the systemite churchgoer likes to call it, a graduation. No one graduates simply because they gave up the ghost.
When the journey to Heaven and the Marriage Supper are over, the Millennium will start gearing up and the novelty will begin to normalize. Apart from the experience of leaving the cage of the flesh and seeing all the wonders that lie just beyond the veil, nothing much is going to change for most people—at least on a surface level. All the silly-putty wrapping that presently covers the world will be peeled off to reveal My basic creation. I say basic because once the putty is gone, the earth will be stripped down to the original working model.
Underneath the putty…nothing new really. The earth remains the same: trees, water, clouds, blue sky, sun, moon, stars, and people running around. Of course, the Heavenly City (Video) will be an addition—that’s new—and there will be angels and saints governing all happenings right across the globe. They won’t be bullying everyone into working for a system that only suits the up-toppers; that’s new too.
For sure there will be an elite class—but not elite as the world understands the word. The elites will be those who, as I said at the beginning of this discussion, passed through tribulation, tests and trials that now seem to you so unbelievably impossible.
That thought brings me back to the doors that I opened for you during your life as missionaries. They might seem impossible to the eyes of those who didn’t follow your path, but to those like you who pass through My special “open doors,” there comes special grace for the passing through. And once through the door—having passed the trial, the tribulation, the test of faith—then comes the reward.
In the case of My martyrs, they are rewarded with leadership positions within the universal governing body hierarchy. Earth, at present, has been cordoned off until this batch of bully governors is banished to the lower planes of existence, what I’ve called the parallel universe. Once the earth is sanitized, the cordon will come down and limited intergalactic affairs will resume. I say limited because earth will still be only partially healed of the infectious disease that decimated her pre-millennial population.
By the way, Earth is a “she,” not an “it.” Why was Earth once commonly known as Mother Earth? It doesn’t take but a second to connect the dots. You can’t change the gender of something just because you want to throw Me and My Creation out the window. That’s the way it will be in the Millennium: Earth will be treated as the cradle, the arms of a mother—not an “it” that exists to supply you with a cooked dinner, make your bed after you’ve messed it up, or act as your toilet cleaner.
Be patient, My task force team. Herein lies the patience and faith of My saints. This phase is almost over. Your patience will be rewarded as a new life springs from the old. You’ve already been through a few new-life springings—haven’t they been worth the wait?
As My task force team, you are entitled to participate in behind-the-scenes planning. However, as you are presently on active duty, the best I can do is take any suggestions you might have and, as your Rep up here, present them to the board for discussion and possible enactment. I can also fill you in on what’s on the drawing board and what’s been cleared for start-up. So, as we are on this subject, here are some behind-the-veil developments.
The new leadership structure is still being gathered, just as those kings of the earth are being gathered by the three nasty frogs. The gathering kings think they are coming together to deal with troublemakers, but unbeknownst to them, they are going to be ousted by the incoming intergalactic leadership.
Those martyrs who have already passed through the veil into My Kingdom are being prepped to fill the positions they will be appointed to once the rotten-apple cleanup is complete. Who the new leadership will be, and the positions they will hold, will all be made public and official during the Marriage Supper.
The Marriage Supper will be a time of celebration, but it will also be a time when everyone is presented with the rewards they earned during their earth life. So, in a way, the Marriage Supper will be a combination of feast and convention—the first intergalactic convention representatives from earth will be involved in after the fall of the barrier wall.
Matthew 7:9 Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone?
Revelation 20:4 And I saw thrones, and they sat upon them, and judgment was given unto them: and I saw the souls of them that were beheaded for the witness of Jesus, and for the word of God, and which had not worshipped the beast, neither his image, neither had received his mark upon their foreheads, or in their hands; and they lived and reigned with Christ a thousand years.
1Corinthians 10:13 There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it.
Hebrews 5:8 Though he were a Son, yet learned he obedience by the things which he suffered;
Revelation 3:9 Behold, I will make them of the synagogue of Satan, which say they are Jews, and are not, but do lie; behold, I will make them to come and worship before thy feet, and to know that I have loved thee.
(IQ) Even if you don’t get to see all the effects of your prayers, not only are they working, but they’re good for you too because it helps to keep your hearts broken for My sheep. (ML 3325:61)
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