I come quickly. I rule and reign with My rod of iron. With flames of fire do I judge and tread the winepress with the fierceness of My anger, My wrath. But you, O Philadelphia, rule and reign alongside Me. My precious, beloved, beautiful bride. You have given yourself for Me. Like a precious, rare, and costly jewel. A jewel in My crown. Together we sort, separate the wheat from the tares. My banquet awaits. My supper has been prepared, lavished with every costly thing. How can these things be? I told you to come higher. My ways are not your ways. My thoughts are far higher than yours. My understanding runs deeper than you know. Keep up with Me. Walk in time with My steps. Stay close by My side, as My will, will be done on Earth, as it is in Heaven. For I have chosen My Israel. I have My chosen people. But I come for My spotless bride. Do you understand My Words? The choice is still yours. Do you choose to walk in My footsteps? My precious Smyrna? My beautiful bride! The blood cries from the alter and there is still more blood to come. I Am waiting for you. I Am patient. I Am kind and gentle. But time is not on our side. The beast makes war and I must protect My bride. My Words are faithful and true. And I will not leave you for the vultures. I will not leave you for the beast to trod upon. No, I told you that I Am coming for you and you will now be compelled to come in. Submit to Me. Those who are last, will be first. Let go of the world. The time is now. Give it all up for Me. Put your trust in Me, your faith only in Me. I will not leave you. Even as I hear you calling, I will rescue you. I alone can save you. Grab My hand. Let go of the world and come with Me, into My Kingdom where you belong. To live is Christ, to die is gain. Do not look to man, for I alone am the lover of your soul. Come now. Your saviour, your King of Kings, your Lord of Lords.