“And I saw the beast, and the kings of the earth, and their armies, gathered together to make war
against him that sat on the horse, and against his army.”
Prophets, poets, writers, see God in blades of grass, flowers in the field and sunsets as gifts from a Holy Spirit to inspire man with Hope of something far more grand than this world.
To begin to understand the nature of God, to inspire man to be better than a beast, wiser than a serpent, harmless as a dove, we each have a shadow to remind us He ever walking in front and behind us.
The Mystery of Prophets, comes from souls, wanting to make sense of a God who scolds, rebuffs, consoles, designs, creates a climate in the mind to know . . .who, what, when, where how and why are we here.
One must ask to learn. One must cry, to feel. One must hurt before one might come to learn, the pain one causes others to feel. This learning from cause to effect, from the mouth of a poet, there is regret. What they see, feel, hear, and know is something of a torture as truth and justice lie dead in the street.
In sorrow Jesus came to a world dictated by rulers using people as their source of income, and stupidity to be the servants of the kings.
Beasts of men they can be, subjecting “Their Kingdom” with rules to a third degree, while they have another rules for the Ruling Class, and at the top of the pyramid, is a evil created being, on trial to prove his beast, “his kingdom” without rules, is superior to the Creator, who created him.
A beast like man unfettered with boundaries, or man unlike any man, who feels our feelings, with empathy, cries with us and catches our tears in bottles, and died for us so we know, His gift of Freedom is not just show. His freedom releases all shackles on man, to be or not to the be the beast in man.
The White Horse is a Kingdom, where truth is known to be a scientic fact, that love can be measured by what we give back to the giver of all Love Jesus Christ. You can call the angel Michael his enemy Lucifer, or you can call His Name Jesus, for He is Your Saviour of your World, your Kingdom.
“His eyes were as a flame of fire, and on his head were many crowns; and he had a name written, that no man knew, but he himself.” (Revelation 19:12)
What name would you give the Rider on the White Horse? Answer January 9, 2015
Isaiah was sawed in half for speaking truth to those who hated to hear and see their “sins” did not agree with God Almighty.
The “beast” in men/women seems to take over them. The “beauty” in a gentle man, Jesus foresaw the greatest love, is to set aside your selfishness for your best friend would be Jesus in the End.
Revenge of God is for the greatest sin of all, man’s inhumanity to man. His Kingdom of Truth eventually comes down to God the Father placing the blame for all sin, on the Head of Lucifer, and his angels, the “goat’ that has escaped punishment for all the sins of the World. This task is yearly asking of God, if we have made friends of our sisters and brothers. Do we ask ourselves before we speak, “How would I like to be treated? And can I treat my sisters and brothers the way I would like to be treated?