Inspirational Writings and Prophecy



Posted in Prayers and Healing | Prayers of Wisdom


Let us never seek vengeance or utter ugly and hard sayings against any souls who may yet be saved.  Plant in our ears the songs of Your love--cause our voices to sing with tongues as angels.

Deliver us from provacations and temptations so that we may be always brightened for worship of Your goodness and awesomeness.

Teach us how to reveal to the world Your greatness and Your magnitudes.   Allow us to not become narrow in our thinking as to the graciousness of Your mercy and precious love.

Let not our days seem long and boring to us, yet cause us to enter into Your rest from day to day. Please precious almighty God be with us this day.

Although much of the world does not understand, You O' Lord have been our dwelling place in all generations.  By Your Spirit, "In You, we live and move and have our being" even as mortals we are the Temple of Your Holy Ghost.

O' Lord give Your angels charge over us to protect us from all harm.  Make us strong of heart and mind so that our feet can trample the dragon under our feet.

When we call upon You O' Lord hear and answer us according to Your grace and according to Your mercy's sake. 


Capturing Toy Box Hill

Posted in Readings From The Seven Shepherds | The Writings of Lonny

a parable

You’ll never read about it in History books or tomes, Or in encyclopedias you find in finer homes. You’ll never hear it spoken of in lessons teachers tell; But I was there in person when we captured Toy Box Hill. An army made of broken men; some couldn’t stand at all, Plastic soldiers dressed in khaki, only two inches tall, In Bivouac near the train station assembled on the floor, We stood against the brightly painted wooden soldier corps Lionel train gondolas and flat cars carried stores, Of rubber band munitions and things that help win wars. While, in their bright regalia, atop the Toy Box roof The enemy relentlessly, stood brazen and aloof. Toy Box Hill had always been our home; we knew no other space Until one day last Christmas Wooden soldiers took our place.

But our boy has remained loyal, never tossing us away And he’s kept us all together in a place where we can play And though his parents bought him brand new soldiers bright and clean, Johnny preferred to keep our plastic army war machine. And many days with Johnny putting us all through the drill, We prepared for the battle, to retake Toy Box Hill. The wood soldiers outnumbered us, at least three times or more.


Golden Kiss to the Kingdom of God....

Posted in The Writings of Angel Whispers | Readings From The Seven Shepherds

Let us climb

O' Yahvael, cover my eyes with deep crimson of purples that glow one's fingertips to cuddle the notes of Gabriel's trumpet. The devil is like a twister who jumbles up words to change their meanings; for example, take the words "THE EYES": rearranging a few letters like a game of Scrabble you can make the words "THEY SEE". One cannot live in fear, for all things do work together for good to them that Love the Lord (Romans 8:28 KJV).

Pick up the jewels of angels' faith; let them surround one's head like a crown that dance rays of Light into one's mind. Breathe in the Love of God until it fills one's every being and one eases over one's own anxieties, frustrations, and fears. Don't beat oneself up for what one has done in the past; the past is gone but the future is now. It's not about what we did, but who we are now and who we will become.


Lighting Bridges.....

Posted in The Writings of Angel Whispers | Readings From The Seven Shepherds

For Others to Cross

O' Yahvael, season my heart so that it mixes with all the right spices. Let the angels stripe it with their ribbons of wisdoms like a rainbow. Father, let me be a pinball and You be the Controller, leading in the right directions. Let the clouds cuddle Your feet as the angels rest their heads in their white fluff while Lighting bridges for others to cross with their Love tears. Why does the world see things backwards?

We are not bound by the Principalities Dark....only if we listen to such foolishness. We must break off the chains that the devil would try to put around us. Father, teach the world that Love is a beautiful divine peace of adornment that breathes through one's spirit like a rainbow that kisses one's mind to the sweet smell of Ah-Ah. Let Your Love flow like a river through the network channels.

O' Lord, You have a map that holds the keys to success, You have a powerful work of art that will cast out all the devils' lies. Father, Your thoughts are not the plantings of common ground. Please, Prince of Divine Light, help me ride on the White Horse (Revelation 6:2 KJV) as Your mercy cloaks me like a shield of armor (Psalm 91:4 KJV). I must follow Your path or I will be led into temptations (Matthew 6:13 KJV) where the fragrant flower bounties of Love flourish little.


The Differentiation Phobia, Atomic Bombs and Cyber Space...

Posted in Future Flash | Wars and Rumors of Wars

A Future Flash of Dilemma called Perplexity....

Something darkish lingers in the "cease to exist file". It is a sediment of thought that has hardened to a kind of tectonic plate earthquake prone. Hell rides the horse called emphatic, there seems to be no mind for deceleration of funeral plans.

Go to now, call for a Prophet, or better yet, call for a tell us about Iran and Israel and the Atomic Bomb, and to tell us about the forecast as to major military upgrades in computer warfare.

Then came I, the Manifester Yada, empty as a basket with no fruit and said. I the Manifester Yada, am not God who knows all and sees all. Anyone can speak presumably, but I have no quest to join fools. I will seek the Lord on this for ten days and if my Lord and God answers me and gives me clearance to speak, then I will answer your questions.

After ten days the Spirit of the Memrah of the Holy Ghost came upon me and therefore began I to write down the prophecy: I the Lord, have somewhat against you O Prince of Persia, inasmuch as you did restrain the messenger of God, for twenty one days, only moving aside when Michael, Lord Archangel of the Seraphim, came to route you. (Compare, Daniel 10:13 KJV).


Great poetry is like a precious stone,

Posted in Readings From The Seven Shepherds | The Writings of Lonny

a parable

Great poetry is like a precious stone, Found mingled with mere rocks amid the gravel. Stunning in its own unique expression, Unmarred by wasted words and senseless babble. An agate in the sand along the shore, Washed by the tide, has secrets to reveal. And pearls hidden inside an oyster’s shell, Messages of great riches may conceal. Thousands of words may be written to rhyme; Each having its own story to impart. Each little tale, its message may convey In words that no doubt pour from someone's heart. But words alone do not a poem make. Neither the strength of feeling that's opined. The greatness of a poem is its song That lingers in the heart and in the mind. Lyrics which by universal applause, And with a bow and tipping of the hat, Haunt every man's soul, giving him pause. Causing to say, "I wish that I'd said that."


My Garden

Posted in Readings From The Seven Shepherds | The Writings of Lonny

from a meditation on Ps 119:11

I have a secret garden; It’s hidden in my heart. I planted it with seeds of love, God’s spirit did impart. I cultivate it every day, So no weeds choke it out With fear or hate or unkind words Or unbelief or doubt.

God’s word I’ve hidden in my heart Lest sin should take control. Flowers of love and beauty And peace now rule my soul. And every morn and evening I find some time to spend In the garden I have planted Its beauty to attend.


Receiving Gifts

Posted in Readings From The Seven Shepherds | The Writings of Lonny

make today a day of celebration

I don’t know anyone who does not enjoy receiving gifts. Many of us enjoy receiving gifts on our birthdays and for Christmas and other occasions; sometimes we even receive them for no special occasion at all.

But for the most part receiving a gift is a pleasant occasion and we often celebrate with a party and express out thanks by a card or some other way. What I wonder is how have we expressed our gratitude for the gifts we receive from the Lord? We have the gift of Jesus, His son. And when Jesus ascended to the Father’s house he “gave gifts unto men.” We have the gift of the Holy Spirit, the Gifts of the Spirit and the gift of being accepted in the brotherhood of the family of God.

These are gifts we all shared in common. I know we all appreciate the gifts we have received from above, so I would like to propose that we make today a huge party day to celebrate our gifts. In the unity of the spirit let’s declare today a thank you party day to the Lord for all his goodness to men. It’s easy to sign on spirit to spirit, just agree in your spirit that you are joining this celebration. God will know and perhape even smile on us.


I Go There Oft’ In Dreams

Posted in Readings From The Seven Shepherds | The Writings of Lonny

Imagination is the architect of dreams
And when it meets with knowledge, art and truth
It etches on eternity’s vast doors
Visions beyond vain logic’s need of proof.

Arising on the wings of fantasy
Worlds dwell, unknown to merely mortal men.
Places where souls aspiring higher realms
Have sometimes met their own angelic kin.



Posted in Prayers of Love | Prayers and Healing


Dear Holy Light that shines from above, blessed be Your Light that devides the darkness --

In this Universe You do not seek to eliminate the Universal darkness for the darkness is a great backdrop to the star-suns that shine.  There is something beautiful in the contrast.

Even so O' Lord allow something to be made beautiful between the contrast of my mortal life and my spiritual life.

I instinctively  know I must not curse this mortal body because of it's animal aspects.  For You God by the oracles of miracles have made this mortal human body capable for being for each person a Temple of the Holy Ghost.

I have come to understand that if I am to exercise this great occupation of the Holy Ghost in the Temple of my body, my love for myself must reach heights of self forgiveness that will fulfill me loving my neighbor as I love myself. 


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