One thing I thought about recently is that if people begin taking what I say seriously, they're going to take offense, they're going to be pissed off. People and their gods are one - they love and hate the same things - "My enemy is god's enemy". So if people actually start to take seriously the idea that God has fiercely rejected them, even to the point of wrath, then they will become bitter with me. Of course, they will not actually be offended by me (because I did nothing), but they will be offended with themselves and yet not blame themselves (or God for that matter).
I am easy to love, and I will be easy to hate, just because I unlocked what you figured you could keep tightly bound and hidden. You belong to God just as much as I do, and we're all going to have to come to the realization of the person you truly are; God can deal with this, but God cannot be violently attacked (unlike me).
The angels, in one of the spacecrafts that flew, lit up the spacecraft very brightly tonight over Laurel. They said to my understanding, "We love you. You got this." And I'm OK with this. I am always on the receiving end of mercy, and I am never alone.
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