Thursday  November 4,  2010     10:57  P.M. C. S. T.

By Kenneth Martin

Written   2:03 P.M.

This Now I Say Unto Thee That Writes. You Continually Ponder My Spoken Word. You Say Because Of The Multitude Of Things You Are Expecting.

Surely Mankind Has Not Experienced God As You Have. For I Walk With You Saith The Lord Carrying You From The Start Of Your Christian Life.

Your Need Was At The Highest For Me To Speak To Thee.

The Pressure Upon Thee Would Destroy Any Mortal, But The Spirit Of The Lord Carries Your Pressure, To The Extent You Sleep In Peace.

Yea! My Son, The Pressure and The Experience You Have Is Staggering. Satan Can't Destroy Thee, No Matter What, Because Of The Lord With Thee.

Surely I Am God To Thee and You Know It. Sometimes Overly Impatient Causes Thee Trouble Waiting On Me To Move. But My Son All Is Coming Rapidly Ahead. Explosion Like A Bomb Is The Only Way To Describe Your Ministry From Now On.

I Have Spoken