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Earth Angel🪽
Heaven B.C
Pearly Gates Avenue
Archangel Michael, where is my Earth Angel daughter, you were to be her shadow upon Earth
I am hearing voices on the wind that is questioning her alliance with the Sun, Moon, the Stars, and the Sea’s worth
She is sacred and sent from this divine realm to catch sorrow and dry humanity’s fallen tears
This is unacceptable for, my daughter to be somewhere and you standing in front of me for a confession to hear
I want you to return to that 3-D dimension and find my daughter and that is a direct request
You are well suited for the mission and the chaos it details at best
There is war on the Earth’s Horizon
The scrolls of chaos and debauchery will marginalize the confession of sins
And that alone, tells us Angels, wickedness upon the soil will shift
Prayers at this time will be to the ears, a true gift
The diabolical hindrance from man entering Heaven will be heard
From the third Heavens, upon Land, to the abyss of Oceans, echoed by the cries of the Dove and Hummingbird
Archangel Gabriel, I will search for your daughter, and I am sure my travels will take me around the world
Then why are you still standing here…you have your accomplishment, and she is Mother Nature’s humbling pearl
Pearly Gates Avenue
Archangel Michael, where is my Earth Angel daughter, you were to be her shadow upon Earth
I am hearing voices on the wind that is questioning her alliance with the Sun, Moon, the Stars, and the Sea’s worth
She is sacred and sent from this divine realm to catch sorrow and dry humanity’s fallen tears
This is unacceptable for, my daughter to be somewhere and you standing in front of me for a confession to hear
I want you to return to that 3-D dimension and find my daughter and that is a direct request
You are well suited for the mission and the chaos it details at best
There is war on the Earth’s Horizon
The scrolls of chaos and debauchery will marginalize the confession of sins
And that alone, tells us Angels, wickedness upon the soil will shift
Prayers at this time will be to the ears, a true gift
The diabolical hindrance from man entering Heaven will be heard
From the third Heavens, upon Land, to the abyss of Oceans, echoed by the cries of the Dove and Hummingbird
Archangel Gabriel, I will search for your daughter, and I am sure my travels will take me around the world
Then why are you still standing here…you have your accomplishment, and she is Mother Nature’s humbling pearl
Published 14th Nov 2024
Author's Note
True prayer is neither a mere mental exercise nor a vocal performance. It is far deeper than that - it is spiritual transaction with the Creator of Heaven and Earth.
Charles Spurgeon
Charles Spurgeon
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