Why would we destroy ourselves just to rebuild what was created for our defense? What was given today acknowledged that lesser evil in the presence of the greater evil. Yet, our evil has spoken and said that we kept all these things possible so we could become who we are today, while the greater evil declared that on the last day, there will be no more lesser, no more greater. That was the other side. We lifted our swords and pitchforks because that was all we had to win with. We destroyed our enemy by simply being ourselves; they destroyed themselves by being the enemy. I could not see why God made seven days for this, and on the second day of the last, He created a woman who became the final Rock of salvation. She saw herself cast into the water, saw the waters rise again, and saw borders built from nothing. What was made was then hers, and she stood at the base of the mountain, aware of the presence of God, which became the presence of life itself. If we were to be as tough as the challenge, then our skin would be the same. We did not destroy ourselves because we hated ourselves; instead, we built anew during God's return. The signs show us the way—along each day God created from the waters, from sand, dust, and water—lifted and cleansed from the death of our time. The days before this world saw the change in us, the Master of Deception became the Master of War. The enemy claims we are great and strong, and every hidden thing we possess is as formidable to them as it was to us. We control the boundaries, the land, and the people—our slaves—and the people disdain them, never seeking a higher kingdom or place. But God restored their spirit, gave them back their power, and that mighty empire fell in just two days—no one was left on the sands of any beach. Not one promise could stand that day alone. Our spirit moved onward until it found its true home. Today, we no longer dare open our hearts to God. We didn't realize what was happening, but what was returned today showed us heaven could be ours—taken and owned by our own spirit, which fought for life and found only death. For this, the sacrifice was worth living for, worth taking from the enemy—like fire from the deepest waters that swallowed them into the last and living hell.
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