Mark of the Beast

Over the next couple of weeks, I will be sharing what I hope to be thought provoking information regarding End Times prophecy. Contrary to what you may believe, this information is not intended to create in you the spirit of fear, nor is it designed to place you on the edge, but instead its purpose is to elevate your level of awareness to the fact that the emanate return of Jesus Christ, also known as Maranatha, is at hand. We, unlike any other generation, are living in a day where technological advances, human behavior and political alliances are paving the way for end time prophecies that were given through scripture to come to fruition.
The VeriChip was the first RFID to be approved by the Food and Drug Administration. Radio Frequency Identification (RFID) refers to technologies that utilize radio waves to automatically identify individual items. When RFID first emerged, it was used in tracking and access applications. Since then, it has developed as a robust technology with ever increasing processing speeds, wider reading ranges, and larger memory capacities.
At the size of a grain of rice, the microchip inserts just under the skin and contains a unique, 16-digit identifier. The chip itself does not contain any other data other than this unique electronic ID, nor does it contain any Global Positioning System (GPS) tracking, however tracking capabilities are available.
Once implanted, the VeriChip is scanned with a handheld or fixed-mount device called a reader that emits electromagnetic (radio) waves. These waves can range from one inch to 100 feet and is dependent on power output and the radio frequency being used. This small amount of radio frequency energy passes from the reader energizing the dormant microchip, which then emits a radio frequency signal transmitting the individual’s unique verification number. This number can then be used for purposes such as accessing personal medical or financial information in a password-protected database, as well as assessing whether somebody has authority to enter into a high-security area.
I am not making a claim that the VeriChip is the mark of the beast; however it is surely a strong template for the anti-Christ to work with. The VeriChip is currently being implanted in infants and elderly people with chronic illnesses as a way to keep record of and have convenient access to medical information. The chip is also being used to track household pets and animals, as well as a tool to identify and track human remains recovered during major catastrophes like hurricane Katrina.
Revelations 13:15-17 reads, 15 the second beast was allowed to give breath to the statue so it could speak. He was allowed to kill all who refused to worship the statue. 16 He also forced everyone to receive a mark on the right hand or on the forehead. People great or small, rich or poor, free or slave had to receive the mark. 17 They could not buy or sell anything unless they had the mark. The mark is the name of the beast or the number of his name.
Revelations 14:9-11 reads, And another angel, a third, followed them, saying with a loud voice, “If anyone worships the beast and its image and receives a mark on his forehead or on his hand, he also will drink the wine of God's wrath, poured full strength into the cup of his anger, and he will be tormented with fire and sulfur in the presence of the holy angels and in the presence of the Lamb. And the smoke of their torment goes up forever and ever, and they have no rest, day or night, these worshipers of the beast and its image, and whoever receives the mark of its name.”
We the Ecclesia, also known as the church of God, must keep our eyes and ears open in preparation for Maranatha, the coming of Christ. It is most important that we know what the Word of God says, in order to be able to guard ourselves and warn others against the enemy as the stage is being set for the Ecclesia to be caught up and the anti-Christ to step on the scene.
Saints of God, Be Ye Also ready.

THERE IS NO MORE ROPE.....

............SERIOUSLY.

For those of you who read my last post. Things were not going so well, but I was slightly optimistic that they would get better. And after I had my little rant, I really just sat back and chilled because I did feel really childish for complaining, after all life is life and we all go through rough patches.

But then things didn't get better, despite my efforts, but still I didn't complain. I tried to make the best of my 30th Birthday with the help of my extremely sweet friends here in Dallas despite the fact I really wasn't feeling much like doing anything.

I literally make it from day to day because I am able to cope. I can't keep coping. I have put my foot to the pavement to better things yet my efforts are always stopped for this reason or another. And although I am my and come with my misgivings and shortcomings I am really not that bad of a person. So why it that week after week I get blindsided with crap. I mean literally my outlook now is be prepared for the next boulder to shatter what small amount of peace you have so that way I am not shocked when it happens. And I know I am not dealing with any severe, it is just that I keep having these things happen without any let up.

I was at home on my lunch break doing laundry and I hop in my car and it does not start. This is the same car, I just put more than $1000.00 into just a few weeks ago that I still have a car not on. So I automatically think me being me I just waited too long to change the battery in my key. So I go to the dealership so conveniently located right down the street from my house only to discover what I thought to be a $10.00 quick-fix is actually a $800 to $1200 issue.

REALLY........

I mean seriously, I can deal with the fact that my life isn't going to be all roses, but does it have to be filled with thorns. Hell I am not even asking for petals anymore just give my a little stem.

And I know I know I am just being tested. But unlike Job I am obviously not up for the challenge. Especially when the there seems to be no end to the test. I am on question 153,225,325 and my #2 pencils has been sharpened down to the eraser.

I don't complain about being a single parent, as that is a situation I got myself into. I don't complain about being sexless as I know I am single and I am trying to what is right. I don't complain about not having extra money so long as I have enough to take care of the necessities. I don't even complain when I am feel alone and lonely since I chose to move to Dallas 1348 miles away from the people who love me most. I have tried not to complain about not getting sleep since I have a comfy bed to lay in. I don't complain when it's a little chilly and I can't afford to turn the heat on since I have a really cool fire place and tons of sweaters and blankets. But really. Now is where I start complaining.

THIS IS RIDICULOUS. I mean ridiculous. I literally don't know what to do at this point. My options/solution/remedy box is bare. Are you there God it's me Jasmine by myself without the slightest clue of what to next. And all I ask is even though I know it is customary when you Satan talk to point those who really are trying, can you PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE take your finger off of me for a little while. Just a little while, because really I am one paycheck from being homeless especially since the next two paychecks are about to go to Ewing Autohaus and although I would be able to cope (because I think I have one more scoop left and the ability to literally just check out mentally) my child does not deserve the misfortune soon to be bestowed upon us because I can't figure it out.

Over the edge and throwing in the towel.

j