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Job 1:6-76 Now the day came when the sons of God came to present themselves before the Lord—and Satan also arrived among them. 7 The Lord said to Satan, “Where have you come from?” And Satan answered the Lord, “From roving about on the earth, and from walking back and forth across it.”

 

 

 

Voices (as The Lord speaks and Satan answers)

 

 

 

How many voices do I hear from them who have long been silenced?

How many thoughts are triggered … by them who left long ago?

Are these vibrations coming … in timeless waves of credence

traveling through space to hearts … that are moving to and fro.

 

 

“Where have you been and spent your time?” a simple question

Traveling Lord too and fro … walking across the earth.

“Have you considered my people there, the ones I call by name?”

Oh Lord the ones you protect … the ones with second birth?

 

I have no chance of changing them ... they are in your care.

They move sporadically across the earth oft wherever I have been.

I like the church that is ruled by men … I can change that to my will.

For yours folks are outnumbered there … everywhere to be seen.

 

“My church is it a building? Is it a place of stone?

Some wood, some nails and windows with a roof and some doors?

Where people gather in comfort? Where they feel at home

to just care about themselves … never getting of the floor?”.

 

“Is it not in the heart of man … where I write My Will?

In the soft tables of the heart … where I speak One to one.

Is not there were the Bride resides in oneness with My Son?

Undivided to the end … until the work is done?”

 

 

“Is not My Bride beautiful and pure? Is not her call forever?

Why do you question what’s been set … from before the span of time?

You fight and claw and lie throughout … to mislead the ones I cherish

while you’re condemned and lost … to burn in a pit of lime.”

 

 

There is no way this can be true ... I sold You for some silver.

I was there enjoying … when they nailed You to the Cross.

I am death, remember? I am ruling and I’m scheming.

Look at all that follow me for in the world I am the boss.

 

 

There can’t be a temporal ... I’ll exist forever.

With all the ones who follow me and that is the end of it.

“You’re so right in judging … the way you see your future.

You will be eternally existing … in the fire and the pit.”

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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