JUDGEMENT WITHIN JUSTICE

      This is going to be straight up words without frills. I had a dream this morning and immediately following, I saw movement in the Spirit. I will tell you exactly what I saw in the dream and in the Spirit, then, give you the interpretation.

       In the dream, I was walking around in an establishment, just observing what everyone was doing. No one noticed me. I saw two little boys dumping out stuff, and no parents to be seen. I went to the owner of the establishment and said, "There's two little boys...(can't remember the rest)." Immediately, the owner brought out a red and black (judgement) fly swatter and began to hit the boys, saying, "This is what we do in my household when...(can't remember the rest)." For a second, I felt deep compassion as I continued moving throughout the establishment. I saw and met others, briefly as I covered the whole territory. On my way back around, the two little boys ran up to me, saying, "Mama!" I gathered them, or tried to, but they stood at arms length...one with my left hand on his back and one with my right hand on his back. Both boys had ethnicity/culture. The one on the left did all the talking. He had a furrowed brow the whole time he was giving an account for both of their actions. I asked, "You weren't dumping stuff on the floor?" He said, "No, Mama." I knew better, but saw how trouble he was and said, "I'm sorry I misunderstood." The owner of the establishment (also had ethnicity/culture) saw my compassion for the boys and was troubled by his own action toward the boys.

        Immediately following, I saw a whole of white light and angels, flying (I never see angels, by request...don't need to see Holy to perceive Holy). This dense darkness moved over the White Light, and they began pushing it back. Then, fallen angels (dark/no light in them) moved in behind them. The angels paid them no attention, but kept working diligently to push the dense darkness away from the whole of White Light. 

Interpretation: The establishment is World Systems. We are to be IN the world, but not OF it...which means, we are to work withIN the confines of the World Systems, but not under the authority, power, control, ideals, or movement of those systems. As children of LIGHT, we are to operate withIN the submitted life of a child, meaning, we do NOT make a move without the Wings of the Almighty overshadowing us. The children without covering or without a natural sense to run from strangers into the arms of their parents, is a REAL problem. When we wonder away from our parents (Daddy God/Mama God), those withIN the establishment are allowed to exact judgement on children. When the boys ran to "Mama," my name means all Truth, but refused to be gathered to Truth, clinging to right/wrong, relationship can NOT be restored! TRUTH is the STRAIGHT/GOOD SPEAR whereby or words and deeds are measured on the scales of RIGHTEOUSNESS and JUSTICE. The furrowed brow is anger, behind anger is fear. That fear is, "I will lose my independence if I submit to TRUTH. There is so much in this dream, but I gotta wrap it up and go to work.

    As for in the Spirit, that darkness is made up of that fear....clinging to our right/wrong perceptions rather than running to Mama God/TRUTH/Holy Spirit, accepting her discipline, comfort, correction, and restoration. Even though the Fallen angels, who wanted a name for self, independence, and no authority, are flanking the White Light Holy angels, they have no effect on their movement...why, because they have maintained their assigned positions and remain submitted to Daddy God, who calls all the shots. NOTHING or NOONE will prevent the REVELATION of TRUTH! I don't know about you, but I love that!

LICKING the LURE

She stood at the counter

Paying for her heart's desire

As her friend stood back

Looking on at her roaring fire

...hoping for warmth

He supported this cause and that

Throwing money like rain

But his eyes were completely blind 

To his friend's constant pain

...beating like a drum

She didn't have much

So she cleaved to relief in any form

He reached to lift her up

Out of the raging storm

...with a plunk in her pail

He worked to uphold the law

But longed to balance the scales

As he passed the teen in the night

The film thinned and fell

...to his yearning knees

Money can only buy what it believes

Written by Trudy Schrader on 04/13/2021

WRONGFUL CONNECTION

Casting out, searching for

Movement, a response

Anything for a join

Lonliness is black

Armies need bodies

Connected by a li-on...loin

......cloth

The point must be strong

With a pull to belong

To a.....cause

Commitment must be sure

For a body to endure

The hidden clause

....mine

His eye may see all

But His heart can NOT perceive

The exact process needed 

For one to ....leave

................fellowship

Forward...and back

Not separate to see

One movement to be

In and out, weak, yet strong

Conceiving...de..ceiving

.....the ONE

I should be THE ONE...THE ONNNNLY ONE...

I will NOT be created...

I will be elated

When I am elevated 

Above...far above...humans

......by humans

......through humans

Common, what do we have in common

Choice...no one wants to be ruled

But we don't mind being fooled

Do we...little rats

Who in their right mind

Would give you authority

That's it!

He's not IN His mind

He's in HIS heart

LOVE is for itty bitty babies

But power, true power and authority

Belong to the intelligent

Who will TAKE the Kingdom

....by force

A movement not perceived 

By the one WAY King

Whoowhooot! Get on board

This black train is leaving

While keeping the believing

....all in the family

A kingdom divided against itself, will fall

Written by Trudy Schrader on 04/09/2021

EVIDENCE of IDOLATRY

      I had such a difficult week. I love the opportunities Daddy God brings me, to pray for people; however, when it involves children....it's gut wrenching.  I believe it was on Tuesday, when a group came in to McDonald's. With them, came spiritual heaviness. Immediately, the Spirit of God identified for me, the young man I was to offer up a prayer for. The rest of them...so ensnared with their fears/evil, that I could NOT be moved to compassion for them. I walked away and began to talk to Daddy God...so troubled in my spirit. I said, "Daddy God, you are going to have to show me. I don't understand....these are children!?! How can I not have compassion for children?"

     This morning, Daddy God took me to a place that answered a question that has been hidden deep in my soul since I was a child. First, let me tell you, that there are those who have great power and authority. They rule from the heavens and involve ancient spirits and other spirit beings. They are known by their name, fame, glory, and of course, rags to riches story. However, there are those who have great power and rule from under the sea. They are known by habitual behaviors and beliefs that tie, bind, terrorize, and blind, the little ones. It makes sense, really. Daddy God took me to a place last week where I saw people I knew, but they did NOT recognize me (look different in the spirit than the flesh)...thank GOD, because I wasn't there for them. I heard myself say, "This is the kind of stuff children conquer in the 3rd grade." The Spirit quickly moved me, before I said more. There are some, who never grow past self-preservation and the pursuit of comfort. They are captive to every whim of the flesh. 

      That being said, I landed on the front seat of a Mega church. The famous preacher was introducing a famous singer, saying, "We have with us (not allowed to release the name). I'm going to ask (this person) to come to the stage." When you are translated, you are taking in an inordinate amount of information all in one moment. The Spirit trains thoroughly, efficiently, and perfectly. I saw all of these people sitting in the pews with no detectable light in their souls. When the person got to the stage, the clothing was green (life giving if submitted to LOVE, jealousy if submitted to fear) and barely covered private body parts. I was grabbing my jacket to leave when I saw no LIGHT and sensed the presence of idolatry, but when the person took the stage, barely covered, I (name means All TRUTH) got up and said as I was leaving, "I draw the line at (person's) upper region!" 

       Immediately following that dream, Daddy God took me into the spirit and showed me the relationship between spirit and soul. I have to hold that Wisdom for a bit, but this one part I can share. I will share it with an analogy. Many seeds enter the ground. The seed has no idea what it is to become, but if it is nourished at all, chances are it will grow to maturity. The cool thing is if it's a lima bean, it can't be a pinto been, or a watermelon, or a cabbage...it becomes as intended. Depending on the garden it is grown in, the food will feed anyone from a king to a peasant. The seed has no choice in where it ends up. The only thing the seed can do is respond to nourishment. Now, we get to the meat of the matter. Some seeds are nourished in slums. Others are nourished on farms. Finally, some are nourished by professional gardeners who take great care to grow their gardens to the fullest capacity. No matter where the seeds grow, every once in a while, a seed may escape the original habitat and end up in a place it was not grown. For example, an exotic fruit, grown in a third world country, may end up on a king's plate, because he had the resources to have it shipped to his location. A can of lima beans may end up in a soup kitchen because the king's kitchen staff cleaned out the kitchen and donated it to the poor.

      The Bible says, "Whosoever will, may come (Rev. 22:17)," but for those who follow LOVE, we must accept the TRUTH, some, will never come. Is your heart sinking....heavy, it is, isn't it!?! Time is too short to linger where LIGHT has been rejected. You can NOT speak TRUTH without LIGHT. I hope this encourages you in your movement with LOVE.

REJECTION ELECTION

It began with a connection

Rolled into a little ball

Placed in an infant

Limitless power, in the very small

As the infant grew

In the mother's womb

The baby demanded

A lot more room

Out into the world

Where many connections exists

One fully accepted being

Came to know what others resists

..........truth

One by one they came

Lined up to shun the light

Once perfectly whole, bright

Began to diminish in the endless fight

...........to be

Year after year

Connections of rejection

Began to prove the belief

No one can love

What isn't common

In the pursuit of fear's relief

Toward the end

When truth had almost surrendered dreams

To the assuaging lies

LOVE revealed TRUTH

In the LIGHT

Where the spirit lives and soul dies

........to self

Rejection is the election

Of those who are called to LOVE

They must overcome the lies

And rise above

....the graying night

It's the lines that pull

Away from the circle of life

Trying to engage the soul

In bitterness and strife

....rotting the soul...in the marrow 

Connections returned to the Creator

Are placed deeply into His heart

Securing the final assent

Where the TRUTH had its start

Written by Trudy Schrader on 04/03/2021