Open doors
Freedom from sexual
Bondage
From
Carnage and chaos
From fear
I smell flowers where there was
Once stench
How often I’ve come to see you
I know your pain and anguish
So do not fear anymore
Draw up and feel My arms
Around your body and not
Anothers. This life is more than
Flesh and blood. It is eternal if
You choose Me this day
I’m here. I’m waiting. I’m wanting
To love you if you let Me
I breathed life into you and want
To show you My love today
Today Today
The lover of your soul your true
Spouse
The One who died for YOU My L o v e
Jesus
October 30, 2009
Open Doors
May 31, 2009
Called
I’ve called you with a holy fervor.
Come away to a place you’ve never been before.
Prepare your heart Today.
His kingdom come His will be done
on earth as it is in heaven.
Behold today is the day of My judgment.
My judgment begins in My house.
Prove Me now, children of The Most High God
and see if I will not pour out a holy
Blessing in all who seek after Me
with their whole heart, soul, mind,
and strength… See I’m looking throughout
the whole Earth to find someone I can show Myself to.
Is that you?
Sent from our iPod
Frank & Vicki Thompson
May 12, 2009
Given May 11, 2009
My love is strong for the earth.
Very strong is My love for the
Earth…. The heat of My love will cleanse her,
My bride My Love My daughter… See Me
only Me, be about Me, My Father’s business .
What is His business?
People, Child … People that are oppressed,
down trodden, lonely, often over looked,
but I see you reach out and touch
this one and that one..
Do you not know they are Me..you are touching Me,
see Me on and in this Earth that I love so much that
I gave myself for her
I love you with an ever enduring,
never ceasing love……
My Love, My Bride.
DREAM (Night of May 11th)
A man helped me fly an old metal war plane. It had a big boat motor on the back, but could fly over a warm shallow lake, but it was ocean water to an island. There were women there in all types of beautiful wedding gowns. It was some kind of show and they were being paraded around as in a contest. The men in charge were giving the women fruit drinks with alcohol in them. I was trying to help them NOT to spill the drinks or stain their gowns because of their emotional unstable behavior. Finally, I left and found a toilet stall.
Interpretation (given May 12th)
My people are being paraded around by their peers and given drink that is not of Me.The drink that they are being given is: recognition, competition, and pride. These stain,
and MY drink…oh, MY drink is the sweet new wine of God. It is pure, lovely, just, holy, longing to see My face and sit in My presence and to do and NOT let others see and be humble, meek, associating with the lowly for they are truly alone. My heart grieves for them. Go out and find them.
I use My humbled damaged ones. They are the best candidates.
Through His humble damaged servant Vicki
