*This word was given to me on October 8, 2021.
Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Red and yellow, black and white
They are precious in His sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world
Have you forgotten these words? You have fed your children passivity and humanistic thinking in the disguise of truth. You have condoned a lie, saying they matter, all the while wielding delusion like a flag of honor. There is no honor amongst thieves, and you’ve stolen their futures in the name of greed and communistic thinking.
What is that? you ask. It is the belief that any one man should hold the power over many others. At the expense of others. There is no freedom in communism, only the death of society as a whole and of liberty entirely. There are no healthy children in a communistic society. They are bound by manmade rules, not God-made ones, their brains turned into a mush of propaganda and hate. They don’t know love; it is foreign to them. They react rather than respond. They enflame and explode, and the detonation destroys everyone in a six-block radius. Look at Portland. Look at New York.
Look at MY WORD. What does it say about children? That a man is blessed when his quiver is full of them. That his enemies are turned aside by the strength of his sons. (Ps 127:4-5) MY WORD says to become as a little child, trusting, innocent, full of faith. (Mt 18:4-5) The enemy knows this and seeks to destroy your kids. MY KIDS. To destroy and delude and deceive. They dance in their deception saying, “Our parents taught us this,” and feel satisfied in it.
Your parents taught you wrong. They fed you a lie. They believed the lie, but it was a lie, nonetheless.
Jesus loves the little children. He loves the unborn. He loves those crushed by the weight of adult decisions twisted to serve their own pleasure. He loves those abused and aborted, those broken and benumbed. Those with fists raised at Him, spouting hatred, those dressed like BLM.
Jesus loves the children. Jesus weeps for the children. Jesus cries over the children. Jesus died for the children. Jesus rose again for the children. Jesus is coming to save the children and the move of God that will begin amongst them will alter the landscape.
As a wave rises to its greatest height and comes crashing down, so is MY WILL IN THIS HOUR. We are at a crescendo, the height of the song, the crux of the battle, the greatest moment of a drama. This is not a drama. This is real life, and I am the GOD OF HEAVEN AND EARTH.
I AM THE I AM, AND NO MAN WILL GO AGAINST MY WILL IN THIS HOUR. STAND TALL AND I WILL DECLARE THEE. SAY THOSE WORDS AGAIN TO MY FACE.
Do you think me frightened? Am I trembling? Oh, wait, I cannot do this salvation because “Joe Smith” is against it. And they’ve passed laws. And the populace believes. And the government has sanctioned. And it isn’t done this way anymore.
IT IS MY WAY OR THE HIGHWAY. Isn’t that how the saying goes? Yet, in it is found MY TRUTH. I gave men the RIGHT to choose, then I said to CHOOSE LIFE. That really was your BEST OPTION. But men chose death, and (while) swimming in death pushed death off on their children, who had no choice in it. There lies the problem. I gave men a choice, but they gave their children no choice at all.
Can you, seeing my glory, really insist on your own way? No. And MY GLORY comes, and with it, a sweeping of the landscape, a cleansing. You will not recognize it. You will sit and say, “How did this happen?” and there will be only one good answer.
I DID IT. I ALONE SAVED THIS NATION, AND THERE IS NO OTHER GOD BESIDE ME CAPABLE OF IT. I WILL NOT BE STOPPED IN THIS HOUR. CEASE YOUR RATTLING, YOUR CONTINUOUS BUZZ OF HATE AND OPINION, AND BE FILLED WITH LIGHT.
Then listen as your sons and daughters prophesy, as they tell you of great and mighty things that you know not because you were too full of yourselves and the enemy’s works to focus on them.
Suzanne D. Williams, Author