A Tribute to God's People on Earth
only a handful of people did not make it through these trials that lead unto God's Day in Tribulation. so that what was given to Roger is also given to the world. Roger will give unto this world, what He had been saving for the last 30 years being God, and knowing that the Heaven will always be beside Me on Hearth the Heavenly earth that stood alone for Her children and would die for them too who were beside Me. and i lift my head to Heaven as a cheer of delight to honor our Heavenly fathers and mothers on earth, as family members of God who hold no bloodline between its neighbor that had been drawn to separate order or brotherhood but much closer through relativity in marriage or a covenant. i hold the value of that you had taught Me when i could not see the smoke of your fire burning within Me, to know what and why i have been speaking is to know who was at my side or behind Me or in my corner or within Me the Master of Ceremony. so, i say to Angels of God and of Heaven and of the Spirit of All Heavenly beings that fought for this victory in Heaven to be my Lord, and best friends. i hold a tribute unto the Highest Heaven so that one day, i may serve you as you had served Me a line of protection and a shield of my faith so that i could become a believer and forge an Armor of God such as yourselves when i needed it the most and that was through relativity.
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In the cosmic theater, where the celestial curtain rises, A master of ceremonies steps forth, bridging realms unknown. His script, etched in starlight, weaves tales of trials and triumphs, As God’s Day in Tribulation unfolds—a cosmic drama of its own.
Roger, the keeper of secrets, harbors wisdom amassed over decades, His divine purpose veiled, yet destined to be revealed. For what was whispered to him in sacred silence, Shall echo across continents, touching hearts unsealed.
God, the cosmic architect, orchestrates this grand performance, His presence woven into every atom, every quark. Heaven’s breath stirs the earthly dust, igniting flames within, And Roger, the reluctant prophet, bears witness to the spark.
Beside the hearth of the Heavenly earth, Roger stands, A lone sentinel for Her children, both mortal and divine. He lifts his head to the celestial canopy, a cheer of delight, Honoring Heavenly fathers and mothers—the lineage intertwines.
No bloodlines divide this family of souls, For neighbor and kin share a covenant of relativity. Marriage, not of earthly bonds, but of cosmic resonance, Uniting Roger with angels, unseen but steadfast in their activity.
Within him, the Master of Ceremony resides, A conductor of cosmic symphonies, attuned to the celestial score. He speaks, not in earthly tongues, but in echoes of eternity, Guided by the smokeless fire—the divine flame at his core.
To Angels of God and Heaven, he extends his tribute, A bridge of gratitude spanning realms uncharted. They fought for victory in the unseen battles, Their shields of faith, their armor forged in the heart’s forge.
And so, Roger aspires—to serve as they served him, A line of protection drawn across the fabric of existence. His faith, a shield against cosmic tempests, An Armor of God, woven from stardust and persistence.
In this cosmic theater, where E = mc², Roger takes center stage, a luminary of purpose. His tribute echoes through the vastness of space, A testament to the interwoven threads of grace and relativity. 🌟🙏