J.M.J.

THE WINDOW GROWS DIM

I PRAY, MY DEAR CHILDREN, THAT I HAVE TOUCHED YOUR HEART

FOR SOON, FOR A TIME, I WILL HAVE TO DEPART.

AS HELL FROM ALL CORNERS OF THE EARTH DOES EMERGE,

THE HOUR HAS COME WHEN GOD THIS EARTH WILL PURGE.

MY WORDS, MY DEAR CHILDREN, I HAVE OFTEN REPEATED,

BUT WHAT MEANING HAVE THEY IF BY YOU THEY’RE DELETED?

WHAT IMPACT, DEAR CHILDREN, WILL MY WORDS EVER MAKE

IF THE FRUITS OF THE MESSAGE YOU FAIL TO PARTAKE?

IF THE WORDS I HAVE GIVEN YOU CHOOSE TO IGNORE

AND CONTINUE TO LIVE YOUR LIFE AS BEFORE,

YOU WILL BY YOUR ACTIONS ASSUME FULL CONTROL

THAT WILL PREDETERMINE THE COURSE OF YOUR SOUL.

THE WINDOW GROWS DIM FOR THE TIME THAT’S REMAINING

BECAUSE MORE SOULS ARE NOW LOST THAN THE ONES I AM GAINING.

WHEN THOSE WHO REMAIN MY SON ONLY YEARN,

THEN, MY DEAR CHILDREN, I AGAIN WILL RETURN.

“THY WILL BE DONE”

8-18-1998

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