His Still Small Voice by A Woman Assigned

From February 13, 2015 "Rise up My child from that place and write My words to you this day. The bough has been broken, now the cradle will fall — every high thing cast down, the lowly uplifted; them who were treated as bottom dwellers exalted this day. The treasuries of heaven open and My priesthood on display. 

January 28, 2015 lamentation: (H7105: qiynah) lamentation, dirge, elegy, a mournful song. "My children do err and worship that which I instructed them nought. Each make and erect symbols to worship and call them by My name. How can this be so? How can it be? Am I the Holy One of Israel contained in the imaginations of man or the wanderings of their hearts? Am I who is Holy to be combined with that which is not?  How can we heal the loathsome sore among My people? Not only is the head sick, the whole body is sick and none are delivered. They continue in their weekly meetings and sideshows and think that I am present. They say I go into the presence of the LORD, but do I live within thee?  O' beloved, how deceived we've become. My people have gone a whoring and attribute My name to their harlotries. NO MORE. NO MORE. I HAVE SEEN IT, yet they think it hidden from Me. The tears of My beloved who loathe this world are before Me as well as the stench of what...

October 8, 2015 "Come and sit with Me for a moment, My dear child.  It pains Me, beloved, that what I must do is come. Yes, My people who are called by My name hearken not to My words. I have wearied My messengers, little one, with words of warning of judgment — words that caused many to weep before Me on behalf of their brethren; the very same who mock and curse them. But o' My little one, I am God and I will not be mocked. For they who sin knowingly, willfully put their souls in danger, deceived that I will not punish rebellion and disobedience.