This is not a word of hatred.
This is a word of sorrow. I leave this place to return to the garden—
to walk with my God in purity and peace. Let those who have ears hear.
And may someone still find Him… before the door closes.
—Naomi
The images, the impurity, the darkness—
they grieve my spirit.
I cannot stay where what is holy is mocked
and what is pure is defiled. I testify before heaven:
The Lord sees.
The Lord is grieved.
The Lord is calling His bride out from among you.
I came here not for applause, not for noise, but to shine light. To offer beauty, peace, and truth in the name of the Lord. But this space has become thorns. And lilies do not belong in thorn beds.
“When the World Wounds”
I came with light, with song and grace,
But darkness met me in that place.
I tried to bloom where thorns had grown,
But now I hear—“Come back, come home.”
@oversoul_7@narhwal5 God is always good ! Please do not speak about lord this way. God never sins he is holy , We human could sin but never him. You should read the Bible to understand this
@narhwal5 So if I’ve sinned, He knows my soul—
He sees it all, and makes me whole.
His love is fierce, and full, and true—
And yes… He’s making all things new.
@narhwal5 Yes, He loves—more than words can say,
But love is not a path to stray.
He calls us close, to cleanse, restore,
Not leave us where we were before.
I’ve decided to step away from Twitter. My heart longs for stillness, beauty, and holiness—things this space no longer protects.
May you find peace, purity, and the presence of God wherever you are.
With love,
Naomi