No license (September 3, 2002)

As it was in the days of Noah so shall it be in the coming days. Regardless of the many warnings I have given you, oh man, seem to sleep on and on. Mercy was extended while Noah built the ark. I have waited and waited. See my rainbow, the sign I would not destroy the earth by a flood. It was my hope and desire that man also remember the covenant of my mercy and goodness. However I can only bring justice through judgment. And my judgments are swiftly approaching. I have spoken concerning the fires through my word and through the prophets, yet man builds with wood, hay and stubble. Man’s idols seem to be without number. The inventions of your own hands which you multiply with time occupy the precious time I have extended in my mercy so that very few find the time to come before me in order to obtain the true wealth of eternity in my presence.

Oh man, you arise early to drive your fancy machine proudly down life’s highway. Who gave you this license to drive in the darkness? Blindly you’ve missed every road sign motivated by the blind desires of lust and greed. Oh, if you’d have only taken heed. Oh that you’d have seen the sign “Detour,” and looked at the map.

My word is a lamp and a light.

Now you drive blindly into the dark of night.