indianmaiden77
10-25-2007, 06:49 PM
I need you to understand that I am the inward hidden part of
every man,
When I speak, I speak of things that the world does not know,
Take heed as I explain to you the conditions of your
internal affairs,
The world conditions it's own leaving you in dispair, as it calls to
you, you don't fit in,and it doesn't want you here,
You see if you were of this world then it would recieve you as
it's own,
this leaves you in a whirl wind,
Rehabilitation and peace is what the world says it persues,
yet it ignores the reason I made you.
The world has not read the story of Saul, he persecuted me
each time he went after my children, it was the conditions
of the world contradicting its own rules and
regulations.
I met with Saul and ask him this question, Why are you persecuting
me?, I knew what he was missin,
I gave him a new name, you know him as Paul, no longer a scape
goat used by the world to cover it's own lies,
Forgetting that I see who is passing the buck, my court rooms
you see, the lady of justice balances the scales, but,
the world chose to give her blinders to bring dishonor
and shame as it tries to hide behind my name.
Yes many are called, this is true, but, few are chosen and I
chose you.
I want you to know that I breathed life into every man and
carefully created each one out of the very heart,spirit
and soul of me,
Silent no more will I be, in this may you completely believe.
The world is not wise enough nor does it have strength to
take on Me,my wisdom is far beyond what the world tries to
teach,
My chosen few, will confound the worlds wise and bring down
their own defenses,
they will tremble and fear their lies will be uncovered.
I chose you out of all the world, I know your internal
affairs, the prostitute, the addict, the homeless and the
needy,the prisoner's,the prison
the ones the world threw away and called you nothingness,
it covered you in shame.
I'm not impressed with the worlds rehabilitations and what
it percieves happiness in peace to be,
what the world has done to you, is just like doing it to me,
The world is my foot stool, I made it and I will take it away,
the ways of the world kindle my anger, and my justice will
prevail.
Come to me, my son's and my daughters, you are my chosen few,
the seat of my affections, When I The Soul Speaks.
With the Fathers Love, I love you all!!! please know that one hour before I got the news that my son Matthew Christopher Schillumeit serving a 63 year sentence, these words were given to me by the Lord, I know longer got them put down when after searching for my 3 sons for 19 years, the email came and I found him at Red Onion Supermax, in Pound Va...for all of you, as a Mother my heart wants you to know that God has not forgotten you and he will raise you up, I can not sit in my own grief and forget yours, the bigger picture is too remember you and lift you up into His Hands of Grace sealing you to His Love...as for me I will be the voice of my son, and in humbleness I will fight for you as well, to be a parent is too be one of many and know that it is a Gift that God placed in my heart for you...Silver and Gold have I none, but, what I have I give unto thee...Love holding the hand of peace as my heart rocks you as a Mother rocks her young in the arms of love.....
Love to You All
Christopher's Momma,
Indianmaiden 77:heart:
every man,
When I speak, I speak of things that the world does not know,
Take heed as I explain to you the conditions of your
internal affairs,
The world conditions it's own leaving you in dispair, as it calls to
you, you don't fit in,and it doesn't want you here,
You see if you were of this world then it would recieve you as
it's own,
this leaves you in a whirl wind,
Rehabilitation and peace is what the world says it persues,
yet it ignores the reason I made you.
The world has not read the story of Saul, he persecuted me
each time he went after my children, it was the conditions
of the world contradicting its own rules and
regulations.
I met with Saul and ask him this question, Why are you persecuting
me?, I knew what he was missin,
I gave him a new name, you know him as Paul, no longer a scape
goat used by the world to cover it's own lies,
Forgetting that I see who is passing the buck, my court rooms
you see, the lady of justice balances the scales, but,
the world chose to give her blinders to bring dishonor
and shame as it tries to hide behind my name.
Yes many are called, this is true, but, few are chosen and I
chose you.
I want you to know that I breathed life into every man and
carefully created each one out of the very heart,spirit
and soul of me,
Silent no more will I be, in this may you completely believe.
The world is not wise enough nor does it have strength to
take on Me,my wisdom is far beyond what the world tries to
teach,
My chosen few, will confound the worlds wise and bring down
their own defenses,
they will tremble and fear their lies will be uncovered.
I chose you out of all the world, I know your internal
affairs, the prostitute, the addict, the homeless and the
needy,the prisoner's,the prison
the ones the world threw away and called you nothingness,
it covered you in shame.
I'm not impressed with the worlds rehabilitations and what
it percieves happiness in peace to be,
what the world has done to you, is just like doing it to me,
The world is my foot stool, I made it and I will take it away,
the ways of the world kindle my anger, and my justice will
prevail.
Come to me, my son's and my daughters, you are my chosen few,
the seat of my affections, When I The Soul Speaks.
With the Fathers Love, I love you all!!! please know that one hour before I got the news that my son Matthew Christopher Schillumeit serving a 63 year sentence, these words were given to me by the Lord, I know longer got them put down when after searching for my 3 sons for 19 years, the email came and I found him at Red Onion Supermax, in Pound Va...for all of you, as a Mother my heart wants you to know that God has not forgotten you and he will raise you up, I can not sit in my own grief and forget yours, the bigger picture is too remember you and lift you up into His Hands of Grace sealing you to His Love...as for me I will be the voice of my son, and in humbleness I will fight for you as well, to be a parent is too be one of many and know that it is a Gift that God placed in my heart for you...Silver and Gold have I none, but, what I have I give unto thee...Love holding the hand of peace as my heart rocks you as a Mother rocks her young in the arms of love.....
Love to You All
Christopher's Momma,
Indianmaiden 77:heart: