Poetry & parbles
I saw the Lion under the altar in defense of Zion. As He arose the north and south poles became unfroze. Then I heard a whisper in my man that made me too under stand. What goes up must go down. For behold I will remove from the crown the very best of ground. The leaders are not believers and they rage against my plans. Denying the Savior they loose all my favor. Heavy burdens they place and take away My grace. Therefore must I wait no more to restore the distant shore as my secret garden. Pardon only the debt free who under stand with me. Take from the rest the very best asset of the lands and give it to a people who under stand. Then He touched me about the time of the evening oblation and I under stood for His nation.
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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.