Author Archives: Kent DaVault

Stuck. You think you are stuck. You look around and want modernism. I tell you that it is coming, but watch your heart. I have sent some to crusades in your neighbors. They have come back and are now on … Continue reading →

Incomparable. I will do that which cannot be eclipsed or compared to. Look for it. It comes from the East. It comes in a whirlwind. It comes to the young ones. You think to control, but it’s out of your … Continue reading →

One foot in, one foot out. Will you be hot or cold. Do not be lukewarm, you don’t have time enough to dally… to freeze or heat up. Buy from me precious oil, bread without limit, and clean water. I … Continue reading →

Catch a fish, drink a drink, loll around. What is coming will touch you. You can see a storm coming, radar sees it long before, but do you know the signs of the times? Can you tell what season you … Continue reading →

Your prince came and went, came and went yet again. When you thought you had it all, the seven hills came and usurped. Organized they were, not wise in philosophy so-called, but in commerce. The marketplace became a place of … Continue reading →

I come to visit with you again, O black pearl. The ups and downs have been severe. You are headed down yet again, and this time it is from a strange people from the East. They promise much, but your … Continue reading →

Your pride has come before me, and I will deal with it in my mercy. You are scheduled to become a hissing and a proverb. Some want to wag their heads and say, “LA, LA, LA.” You have sown to … Continue reading →

Look now, clouds forming in the East. It’s a hurricane, it’s gaining strength. It’s name is chaos. Call out the intercessors, call on the toothless, the white hairs, the wrinkled ones, for they see clearly. They will weep before me … Continue reading →

Exotic… they crowd around and leer. They have not your best in mind. They intend to ravish, consume, and cast aside. The treasures in your earth is the plumb. For the few, the rest will be slaves, working in the … Continue reading →

Coast to jungle… what will I find? Will there be faith in the land? The teeming of life under the foliage is out of sight to most, but I see all. Busy little people like ants, scurrying around, making a … Continue reading →

Do you flirt on the Champs Elysees? Do you mince at the patisserie? Are crumbs awaiting a polite removal in close company? Is a triste on the horizon during the next cotillion? How does your garment drape, and your sleeves … Continue reading →

Does it take a good wall or fence to make a good neighbor? As you herd reindeer, create things from wood, make a polite and sanitized nation, there is a bear who stalks the woods. He marks with scat, he … Continue reading →

The dividing line is a plumb line. I show you true North. I show you the sides of the North, the city of the great king. I bring you to Mount Zion, to be with the throng of the first … Continue reading →

How have the mighty fallen… Babylon, the great whore has fallen, she who is drunk on the blood of the saints is dead and fallen. And what shall you do if you neglect so great a salvation? What will such … Continue reading →