By Kenneth Martin

Written  3:12 P.M.

My Son I Say Unto Thee That Writes. Shall I Not Continue To Keep Thee In A Walk Faith?

Yea! And Always Shall You Walk In Faith, Even In Eternity, Saith The Lord. For I Am A God Of Faith and I Live In Faith and Created You and All That Is In My Faith.

So Surely You Shall Continue To Be like Me, In Faith.

Yea! For It Seems Hard To Grasp Faith As A Substance, But I Say You Have Done Quite Well.

For Surely Soon Your Faith Shall Bring Missouri and California To Shambles. Yea! Leveled In A Destruction You Would Not Dream Possible, Because They Moved Not To Bring Peace To You and Them.

Yea! The Giant Will Be Slain Soon, His Head Removed. For Your Nation Is About To Receive A Sudden Change In Management.

I Have Spoken