when the fountains of God open their time given to those who understand the good works are given to those who do God's will. and not hard to do God's will because it's our will as well. and when we speak of the Holy we do not speak only of one that is going to be given into the hands of God's people who know Me knew goods come from those who do good works. and if you think of yourself doing good works just other than you have been given a good working heart to know so. and those who understand will never be given anything good when they fight Roger Grant the one who has saved them more than five times. they will forget what anyone that had done good for them, they even knew Roger had judged them perfectly flawless, but they still had a grudge against Roger and try to kill him but only end up dying because of Roger's mark that protects him. for they thought that the people of this world had the same plan that was going to destroy Roger and then this world for doing God's will. but they were wrong and those who know Roger know a friend for life who had protected this world for years in the end and for years in the beginning, that had come together in peace. i have given them the Heavens and a world but they lost everything due to their belief that will never be able to be retained again.
The Dragon Ship with a Sacrificial Ram up in the front and two more sacrifices that led man into the destruction, for the body of God, was the first sacrifice Man before the Woman blow the Horn of God's gates to open, She is with long red hair to cover Her naked body She is the Ferriman that had sacrificed the Goat and the Lamb to the underworld.
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