Heat Wave ~~~

God can’t save me from the satanic fury of mother Earth…

Standing before our heavenly Father, the inferno of hell is upon us. The sweltering sun has taken its toll. The vegetation wilts as no amount of water will bless their existence. I stand with them; my body reverently concedes; this is no place for human consummation. Dehydrated, the heat melts my body; God can’t save me from the satanic fury of mother Earth. Trying to obtain my composure, I feel my body pulsating. All I want is to close my eyes, concerned the rest of me is too weak to recover. The battle is now on as I ask God to help. So in my conscience mind, between the heat and shade, I am overwhelmed from the turmoil; the elements prevail.

heat wave

Though this is life in a nutshell, we fight to survive, struggling to make ends meet. Chasing the Almighty, God hears us sweat. Bills will continue in rain, shine or snow and in this sweltering heat too; there is no mercy.

Hunting for salvation, our destinies are plagued. Our comforts are riddled and there’s no escaping. Turning to the last resort (which should have been the first), we thirst for our own Resurrection. But stymied by the flames, hell is all around us. Praying to God, we sit in the drought waiting on the rain. Even a shower would be a promise of hope.

Though the sun has retired for evening, the remnants of this heat wave remind me of a beach after a tornado; the winds have fanned the furnace. The brutal heat splinters branches and shrivels stems, shaded only by mercy. I watch knowing God hears all his creatures. May God not let Satan rule and control forever. So I pray for those less fortunate. I hear their calling and all I can do is water the jonquils, realizing life is so precious….

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Revelations 16:9      “And men were scorched with great heat, and blasphemed the name of God, which hath power over these plagues: and they repented not to give him glory.”

Isaiah 58:11      “And the Lord shall guide thee continually, and satisfy thy soul in drought, and make fat thy bones; and thou shalt be like a watered garden, and like a spring of water, whose waters fail not.”


Author: Dana Bicks LLC, Author

What you are reading on my website is the result of a miracle from God. I am not a writer, though I am a messenger. God took a very dyslexic guy from Severna Park, Maryland, who never read or wrote a thing, and told me I was going to write messages to share with others. I do not have a degree, and English was my poorest subject. Trust me, it's only through God that I write. As you read, understand that we all have the ability to receive the gifts that Christ would like us to have, gifts from God. It happened to me, it can happen to you. Let God enter your soul and rule your spirit!

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