I Am The Living God
America on the edge of an abyss

October 25, 2010
Word received by Dr. Mary Craig

There is food all around, piling up, piling up. The people have cried, whined, pouted, puffed, and I have answered. They scream into My ears; and My eye sees into their souls, their minds, their hearts. They have, but they do not look to the stores at hand. They complain as did the children of Israel concerning the manna.

I have answered them in their need and still they turn to idols, to witchcraft, to whoredoms, and to error because it is never enough. These are never satisfied, never at rest, without peace.

Few are thankful for the bounty. Few see "the miracle of the oil." [1 Kings 17:8-16; 2 Kings 4:1-7]

What shall I do to a generation that moves to perverseness and to wickedness? What shall I do with a people who want My gifts (for all things come from Me) and not Me?

You are feeling the frustration of a people who continually cry for provision, for protection, for vengeance from My hand, for pity, for preservation and yet when I cry, who will answer? When I call, who will say, "Here I am"? When I scan the globe, who will be found standing in the gap? Who carries My heart? Who cares about what I desire, about who I am, what I am about to do? Who asks to do My will and then lists excuses why they cannot? Am I blind? Is it not in My Word?

I am the LIVING God, the God of those who live and who desire life. Seek the Living God and you will find life.

The dead are walking now, walking aimlessly to and fro, to and fro. The death they carry seeks to devour - the power of the grave. It brings to the grave, to lay in the grave dead, and so poverty. There is no life, no generating of life - only consumption, devouring, destruction, decay, rottenness and mold, sickness and plague.

Beware, America, for you have been weighted in the balances and found wanting. You are declining; and your days are numbered. Your wounds are as gangrene and the stench is the smell of death. You are destined for oblivion unless you wake, rise and repent. For your sins mount to the highest heaven to pull you to the lowest hell. You call upon the no-gods when I Myself have said, "Besides Me there is no savior."

Who do you have in heaven to save you? Whose arm is as strong against Mine? Whose fist in My face threatens Me or knocks Me down? You who tempt Me to evil, do you think your situation has never been in the history of nations before you?

My Word has told you - from everlasting to everlasting, I AM God. I can fill your belly (your god is your belly) and you will never be satisfied. You will hunger and lust in your greed and lack and go into poverty, into slavery. You sell your soul to Satan. You trade with the Queen of Heaven. You strut with Lucifer. You put forth your belly in pride with Leviathan. You cloak righteousness. Your head goes uncovered having no crown. Your garments are soiled. Your shoes fail and you go barefoot. You have no armor, no shield, no helmet; for you have cast them away as worthless, heeding Belial.

But I am the LORD and I am the faithful God. I keep covenant with Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. I dispense the sure mercies of David. And I give eternal life to Mine in Christ.

Why do Mine not separate when I have said, Come out from among them. Come out from among them. Flee Babylon. Be ye holy as I am holy. Why touch the dead unless I have commanded it?

Hear. Heed. Listen. Did I not say, "This is My Beloved Son. Hear Him"? Obey the voice of the Good Shepherd and He will lead you to green pastures. He will make a straight path for your feed so you do not stumble. He will make crooked places straight. He will move mountains and raise valleys to forge a highway of holiness. Look not to the right or to the left, but keep your eye single.

America is on the edge of an abyss. Fasting will not save her. Church programs will not turn her back. Only I. I hold the destinies of nations in My hand.

Mount up with wings as eagles. Walk and do not grow weary. Run and do not faint. Arise, shine for your light has come.

I am the LIVING Hope. I am He who transforms. I am the One who stirs men's hearts even as their hearts fail them for fear. I do as I please.

I have heard and I will answer. And like Habakkuk you will brace yourself. And like Job you will repent in dust and ashes. Like Isaiah you will say, Woe is me. I am undone. Like Peter you will say Depart from me for I am a sinful man.

I am coming with clouds and I am a consuming fire. I am the Glorious One, and you will feel the weight of My Glory. I will fill the skies with My Presence, the air of My breath blowing across the land. Waves of My Glory will move as a Tidal Wave, a Tsunami, and it will not manifest in the natural for men do read signs but it will move in the spiritual, My Spirit blowing as the wind where it will.

I am roaring over America, fire and Glory. If there is anything to fear, fear Me.