Poetry & parbles
Lord, I might just be a dog down under your table, but at least I am able to eat the meat that fell at your feet. Thank you my Jew for allowing me to view this view. Albeit I see it, I am still not worthy to Tye your shoe. Avenu, may I ask you, what wood Jesus do? Then I saw the Election tabled. On Abraham's accord, and for Isaac's Lord, the latter rain poured Eliyah's cup. Then a chair was moved up there. In front of Messiah, at the challenge of Moriah, Eliyah came to sit. Don't forget, he shall yet restore all things. Was a song I heard Moses sing. Then they all bowed to their head as Zechariah said, grace grace to the Jewish race. Then I heard my Friend say it again in Greek: Sit a place for the meek. For many shall come from the East and feast with Able. Many shall come from the West and find rest at my table. But the Election are my natural selection
It wood seem today there is no esteem. But I for One am still keen, for I have seen what I have seen. Your Honor, I understand what this means. The place of your honor dishonored. Severance is not reverence. To see them spit in your holy face, to see them split your holy place. What a disgrace! Speaking of faces, Lord, those so near have so little revere. I know you told me not to look at their faces of disdain. But how long can I contain this shame? I know this is my part, but it hurts my heart. Still thou art worthy of all my honor. For I knew what this gift wood lead to. HaShem forgive them even though they know no shame. For Salvation is thy name.
The latter rain came as the Sun arose. Then i saw all those rainbows. It was Noah's tribal revival being proposed as the complacent became unfroze. Then at the end a little cloud arose. I heard Eliyah say, this is the way, walk ye in it. So I conceded and heeded, then looked again and the little cloud was seeded with Israel's elect. See Seer, I will protect my own even if I was not known among them. Then, under the rainbow I saw the coming of a ruler walking the streets of the far East. He had the horn of the unicorn, hard and scarred. A progression grew from the few that followed the Jew. Then I knew. This is the promised One, studded and gutted from the Roman spear who is drawing near into the atmosphere. With His horn of Da'vid he defeated the seed of Dan. So that there was no serpent in the land. The accuser was cast out who brought about his judgment. At last, I heard the trumpet blast saying, the first shall be fast to go, to the land of the rainbow. For the Unicorn shall push the thousands of Manasseh, and the ten thousands of Ephraim unto the ends of the Earth.
I saw One coming dressed in zeal as I heard the trump announce the deal. Who is this that comes from Edom? Soaked as Isaiah spoke in the blood of the UAE. Lord help me. Who is this coming from Bozrah with stained garments that contain the blood of Bahrain? Then at the end I knew, It was always You. So disappointed that no man knew, I mighty to save, the Redeemer of the Jew. Why art thou so vengeful my wine treader? Should not we all have known better? I looked, but no man interceded, there was no man that pleaded. Therefore, I alone will make vengeance known on the theft of my land. Now stand out of my way, or pay with your life, for I am coming now for my Jewish wife.
Lord, divider between bone and marrow. You will take away all sorrow. Tomorrow is a new day. You paid the price so that I can give them your advice: Don't mix the old and the new. Judgement is not up to you. Whether or not they hear is according to the ear you gave. Now save Israel. Then the Spirit said, Your dead bones shall live together with mine. Behold we enter a new dispensation of time. Now, don't think, just drink Eli's restoration cup of wine. As I swallowed I was told of a new day, a new living way. Now take away their sin. Let righteousness enter in. Adonai, the Lord of all blood supply: I received their donation. Therefore I now declare over this nation. There is but One God. Rod of Jesse, the world is turning messy. But we will sing as you do your new thing. A new land so grand to express your new covenant plan. Behold, the Son of man who took away the old, does a new thing.
Grand Son of Saul, I gave you my all because you didn't deserve it. But you didn't learn that you didn't earn my favor. Even though I was your Savior. Son of Saul I gave you my gall because I did nothing to deserve it. But still the serpent strikes at the heel because of your ordinances. By merit you wear it, but they are but rags to Me. Righteousness by clause make Me your Santa Clause. Come to me all dirty and diseased, and hear me now please. Because deserve aint got nothing to do with it. I looked upon the nations with favor and grace until they challenged my Holy place. Because I will now visit Jerusalem again in my chen. Weep and mourn oh horn of David. Because I am the one that was pierced as your seed. From heel to head, take out now the because you have said. Instead insert my hurt, my pain as the Messiah that was hanged. Still the serpent's head is bashed because I raised your heel. Now kneel because I feel new zeal and will defend against their peace deal.
Lord, I have read it in black and white and saw what you said in red. White Flight. But is this right? Yes son, Run! It is so far right for them to flight instead of fight. Lest the red you have said should flow, now they must go. But Lord, the gates here remain closed to those whom you have chose to flee to NZ. Can you help me? From the south I will proceed and provide every need for my seed. I will lift my hand in the demand and open up this new land. Then in the air so high I saw the hand of Adonai. It had scars that broke down the bars. Then I heard the word again, white flight, my friend. For trouble has begun, do it for your son. Then I awoke and saw the one who spoke. It was Elijah saying, stop praying and flee. It was me that warned you of the oppression of your race. Now brace for decolonization. The fight between black and white has been reignited. For God has decided to defend Jerusalem again.
Curt Zant, not your typical author. He's had ranches in Texas and Oklahoma and has a love for the land and outdoors. During his walk with God, he has experienced the Almighty's compassion for both the Jewish people and their homeland, and wishes to relay this divine desire of restoration for Israel to the readers. Curt has recently moved to New Zealand. Purchase "I am the God of Israel" here.