Woe, Woe, Woe To The Inhabitants Of The Earth

These are God’s words.

Woe, woe, woe to the inhabitants of the earth. I have waited, and waited, and hoped for the best, knowing it would never be, and now what must happen will happen. I have delayed as long as I could, but no more. It has begun. It will be a much longer and complicated process than you have thought, but it has now begun and cannot stop. In the end is victory – but oh the cost! I never wanted it to end this way, but My creation has made it so. I weep for it and for you. The victory is sure, but the path is littered with death – death of life, death of joy, death of truth, death of hope, death of destiny. The carnage is great and all that prevents it from being total is one tiny clover in a sea of mud. That clover will bloom and not die but must exist in a very inhospitable, cruel, and barren environment. There is no joy in this, but it is necessary. I wish with all My being it were not so, but it is. You are My small bit of color in a dark, dark world – the only reason I continue.

The world will not value you – it will hate you – not realizing that it is tiny, insignificant, maligned you is all that saves them from complete darkness. Yes, I am sad, but also happy that at least the conclusion has begun and will be carried out no matter the cost to Me or you. It must be done. It will be done.

Then He added this.

There is great power in death. Do not misunderstand this, hold on to it.