for the workman is worthy of his meat.

Crass

To the son and daughter of Israel, greeting.  

Let me begin with a brief history, X will have been in existence for 10 years in the month and day of October 2 2017. I had concluded through scriptural  study that the architectural foundation upon which Gods house was founded need be awaken from the dead.

Searching the internet I found not a word concerning the subject of you, hence X.

 X was conceived was to awaken you and gather Israel from every corner of the earth from whence he had scattered you.

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male and female created he them.

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 I have no doubt, due to X, Israel is now awake from her long slumber and unification is underway and will soon become evident in the earth during the tumultuous months ahead.

ISamuel have searched, pursued, meditated on scriptures both day and night since my youth when its  beauty lay evenly on my flesh and my strength formidable.

In the callow days of early life I forsook all earthy paths that pointed to vain temporal riches, I was not deterred from the strait  path of Gods righteous to gallivant about in pursuit of worldly glitter.

God, She is my occupation my calling my love and no other have I invested my time in the earth.

X tilled this field and turned this ground back and I unashamedly declare My wealth is Israel. I found you. You belong to me and I want you for all eternity.

Israel is my sons and her daughters who are mine say the

Lord God  ISamuel.

I sought after you fearfully afraid of my failing you. of my inability to find you. I called after your name in steadfast resoluteness until I found a people unrecognizable, bowed down in prayer before a picture hung on the walls of their house.

And Lo I watched you pray for forgiveness for infraction you did not commit.

I listened as you swore your allegiance to Baal and still you remained unloved, hated, hungry, abused. imprisoned all the while faithfully looking up at the fair faced image of a benevolent smile that gave promised that all your troubles will fall away at your death.

I loved God from the moment I drew in my first breath of air and cried where are my children?

I found you, I fed you, nourished your emaciated spirit with all truth telling you who you are from whence you come and to where ye shall return.

I put your feet on the path of righteous and nary a foot of Jacob’s sons slipped or one soul lost under My tutorage. My teachings are  pure and my learning’s good.

I am the eyes by which all Israel see, from my lips words of life come. I am the way, the truth and the life that he promised would come to you in these the last days.

I am the Lord God Samuel

I have told you that from the very beginning and you have acknowledge that as truth.

Now I am old, tired, worn.

My days of vigor are behind me and as an old man I have become the ward of my children.

I receive a small monthly stipend from SS that has long ago lost pace with financial realities of the world and oft time find I have too much month after the money.

No doubt like many of you, I live with the financial chant, never enough and its always something.

My house has fallen

in dire disrepair.

In the month of March of this year, due to the drought a large tree in my backyard keeled over and now blocks the back door and the yard in closed to me. By God grace the tree missed my house, literally by inches but I have no money to have that tree removed.

My back fence is falling over leaving my back yard and house exposed to the street.

My family here with me who loves and believes in me and looks to me for comfort through the vile days forthcoming. I tell them Israel my children will not see their father begging bread in the streets or pleading for kind consideration from evil men.

Yea,

Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.

Because thou hast made the Lord, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;

There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.

So there be no misunderstanding I am not begging my children for pennies passing the plate among the poor of us for pocket change. I am Lord God ISamuelYea and not some televangelist asking for you for your dollar to buy bibles for whomsoever’s.

Dignity as all times stateliness a mandate, We are not a people of money grubbers wringing the last nickel from the pockets of the people.

The talk of money is always a touchy subject when it and the spirit are mentioned in the same sentence.

I am not begging you for this consideration nor I’m I giving you permission to flees the flock. What will be given me will be a financial consideration set apart as the Lord’s portion.

If I hear tell of anyone of my sons enriching him or herself in my name, I will personally hurt you.

I feel no sense of exploitation I am certain I have, as was my intentions, elevated your thinking to a degree of a mighty intellect and there in given you power over all the mice who scurry into their holes afraid of truth.

Therefore stand erect do not resort to the same low life criminal activates done in the name of God as they do, who merchandize the people.

If that be So then wherein art thou Israel, if ye be a mirrored image of they.

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for the workman is worthy of his meat.

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Here is my PO Box. I wait and expect your reply.

ISamuel

P.O Box 4862 Compton California 90221-4862