Where does one start where thoughts are not enough, where words fail and where there is only the beating of the heart in some other language spoken by Angels that could ever suffice to glorify a name which stands above all the prophets, all the leaders and even touches the realm of the throne in perfection in mirroring Jesus the Christ.
Without taking one thing away from our Lord in all He suffered and bore, the truest adjective of this life for the pilgrimage of the grimmest of battle coupled with the mirth of tender beauty is not in the name Jeanette D'Arc or Joan D'Arc in the English bastardization of her name, but in the reality of her being in state she was, is and always will be, Jeanette D'Arc du Lis, la Christ of France.
Much has been written and blamed upon the Jewish patricians who offered up with Roman conviction of Jesus of Nazareth, the Son of God, but not enough has ever been noted about this peasant child of Jeanette who at the age of 17 was commanded by God, after being stood in the way by all the French leadership, to command the entire militaries of France.
No one in history at the age of 17 has ever commanded such a nations armament with only the Name of God and the name of the Dauphin King greater in that land.
It was these French, the immigrant descendants of Reuben son of Israel who were the children of bondage then by their own brother of Ephraim of Joseph, in equal reckoning in when the 11 brothers sold Joseph into bondage to Egypt.
Their burden was heavy and bloody in the Hundred Years War with the culmination of a little band under Henry V, King of the Angles at a place called Angicourt where the French 60,000 were slaughtered under an English few.
Joan would be told that the prayers of the French Emperors of history were heard for their people as at that moment Reuben would have vanished as an English vassal state. At that moment in 1429, America which would not be even known until Christopher Columbus' voyage in 1492, hung in the balance.......for without Jeanette D'Arc arisen by God, America would never had France to back her and America would still be a colonial people under British suffrage.
It would be the Archangel Michael with the heavenly host who would first come to this girl of no schooling at age 13 and speak to her for things to come. Two Angels would minister to her from that point on in her "Voices" in feminine form of Catherine and Margarette to her end which they told her would be horrid in May of 1431.
This girl at 17 would leave her home, inform a Governor and Knights of her mission, be dismissed, come back, be threatened with drowning by her own father, hauled into a marriage court to try and shut this damsel up, defeat that court astounding them at this wonderful child, return, gain her Knights, gain her Governor's ascent, and go to the Dauphin heir of France and pick him out of the crowd as King, and go on to after much delay again in being examined by the greatest religious minds of France in astounding them again.......to raise the Siege of Orleans.
Joan of Arc was fought ever step of the way by a weak King, traitorous advisers to him and satan delaying the mission of liberty which she was set upon by God to set France at Liberty and give Freedom to America hundreds of years later.
I find it of the utmost intrigue that in the histories of the French, English and American peoples who are Reuben, Joseph Ephraim who holds Christ Crown and Joseph Mannaseh, whose chief tribe is Gilead in American has seeming had this rancour between the English despising the Reubenite French, the first born of Israel by Leah, while the first born of Rachel in Joseph and Joseph's first born in Manasseh, has instead been linked by this enduring bond between Americans and French bleeding and dying for each other's freedom.
The Scriptures are silent as to this meaning of hereditary disdain, but where the English are a plague to the French, the Americans and French have been the salve for each other's wounds inflicted upon them.
It is this, the Daughter of God, this Daughter of Reuben, who was risen to be the warrior roi and make no mistake about it, after Joan was given her victories by God, she asked nothing of France except for her war weary village to never have to pay taxes again.........this the King granted and also added the title of nobility to Jeanette D'Arc and her family, with the King also ordering her crest to be made and included the lily of france, the lily being the royal in Joan's station of only standing behind the King, his brother.......and then like Daniel the 3rd King of an empire came the roi, Jeanette D'Arc du Lise.
This Princess, for she was a Princess of France who as a peasant of no schooling, would be warned of her woundings in battle and never shrink from them. Twice she would be shot with a bolt from a crossbow and be covered with blood, and once a boulder would be thrown upon her dazing her in battle, but never would Spirit of the fire in her retire, even when she was removed from the field of battle.
Her voices would tell her to stay, but being wounded she was carried away, and in I believe traitorous betrayal by the Kings own advisers sent into her final battle, where someone raised the cry she was dead, so her forces abandoned her........and there with her personal guard she fought it out with her Paladin on one side spearing English to their death and her Dwarf, the 7 foot giant smashing gaping holes in the English lines as Joan on her horse urged her men on to fight, fight, fight.
Until her giants fell, and Joan D'Arc was dragged from her war horse a prisoner of war.
The French who were allied with the English held her for ransom and expected as such. Her price was that of a royal, but it never came. The peasants and clergy attempted to raise that fortune, but she was sold to the English for the little Angle King would have her put on trial as a witch and burned at the stake, as there was to be no martyrdom of Joan of Arc for the French to rally around again.
There in prison, Joan would affect escape twice. She would trick her guard and lock him in prison as she ran away, but was captured.......and in an attempt to escape to go to her own people to raise another siege, she fell from a tower and was almost killed.
After this she was delivered up that most horrid of Judas' in history, Bishop Pierre Cauchon, who would put her into dungeon, chained by the neck and limbs to a bed, seeing no light for a year, brutalized, threatened with the stake, threatened with torture and threatened with death........in 6 trials they attempted to trip up Joan to murder her, and in 6 trials she defeated them.
The only reason these traitors to France never put her on the rack and pulled her limbs from her body was they knew it would not work, as torture would not break Joan of Arc.
This fragile wisp of a then 19 year old had 3 times withstood the most brilliant minds of France in trials at different venues, but the little English would have in Cauchon the tool in promising the Bishopric that if Cauchon could not convict her, the little King would have her back.
So in making Joan D'Arc march to her last on a hot summer day with grey clouds spewing lightning, she being dazed with fatigue facing the stake, she broke and signed a paper with someone else moving her hand........but the paper which was read was removed and another with a confession for heresy provided, Joan was at last convicted of being a witch.
The "priest" who had urged her to do it, was a stooge of Cauchon. He would later as Joan was moved in a prison cart, break through the English lines and beg her for forgiveness and she would quietly give it.
The confession was not enough as these minions of satan wanted her dead just as the Jewish Sanhedrin wanted Christ dead.
One of the sticking points was Joan wearing male attire for battle which the Church had granted. So in putting off the male attire, she wore a dress at Cauchons' condition for her freedom to be put under Church guard.
Cauchon removed her clothes in the night and replaced them with male attire. Joan having nothing else to wear for modesty sake was forced to put on the male clothes again. At that moment she had rescinded in the eyes of the court her confession and was guilty to be burned at the stake.
Like Christ there were no charges brought which were ever proven, and like Christ it was a manufactured condition which brought about Joan D'Arc's assassination by the church of Rouen and the English empire.
The strangest of spectacles arose on the morning of her execution. This French mob of peasants who were for the English, soon enough gathered with candles and started to pray for Jeanette D'Arc in all their crowds.
Joan would be hauled by cart to the executioners platform and made to hear another miserable sermon from those condemning her.
At last the church after reading the charges and hearing Joan's response in the sweetest of notes, they handed her over the civil judge to execute her. The Judge like so many there moved by grief never did pronounce sentence, but said, "Do what you have to do".
Exactly like Christ, Jeanette D'Arc was illegally executed without one charge brought against them.
She called for a cross as she mounted the stake which had 6 horse loads of wood to consume her. An English Soldier broke a staff in two and tied it together to give Joan her cross.
A priest would run for a holy cross from a nearby Church..........Joan of Arc in the midst of her assassins was being served by them in tears.
At the beginning of her trial for heresy, an English Soldier stood in that court as she took her hard wooden bench for grilling and saluted her. She smiled and returned the salute.
The Soldier would say loud enough to be heard, "If she were English, she would not be one moment more in this court".
To that Jeanette D'Arc told her priest holding the cross to step back from the flames. Cauchon the ever demonic refuse he was rushed forward demanding again for Joan to repent, but Joan would only reply his conviction, "I hold you responsible", and with that the last words of Joan of Arc were spoken to anyone on this plain.
As the black smoke arose, her sweet voice could be heard by the crowds praying to God and the winds in one last curtain rising lifted that veil of soot and showed Jeanette D'Arc with eyes lifted to heaven praying to God...........and then in merciful fastness a plume of flame engulfed the stake and Jeanette D'Arc finally has the freedom her Angels has promised her from this world.
There is no other figure in all of human history who arose as Jeanette D'Arc arose to such heights, on such a warrior cause and embodied in such as wisp of womanhood. No Prophets or Apostles, not even Christ was put through what this Hero was put through.
Martyrdom was her ultimate love to glorify God, although if she could have escaped she would have to carry on her mission to liberate France.
Merlin prophesied of her coming hundreds of years before she arose. He said that by France would a woman be lost and by a woman would France be won. True to that prophecy, a French royal woman gave the throne to the English and it would be Joan D'Arc in Divine calling who would set that crown back upon the French heir's head.
It is never an easy thing to experience the wounds of such treachery afresh even after 500 years for they feel new in how cruel satan and his minions can be to those so pure in the Light.
She has been of the heavenly lights before she was born and there she resides and will return with Christ like that epic Arthurian legend upon King Arthur's tomb.
Here lies King Arthur, the once and future King.
Jeanette D'Arc has her own prophesy in the Book of Heaven.
Here resides Jeanette D'Arc du Lis, the once, now and always Anointed of France.
For that is what Christ simply means "anointed" and Jeanette D'Arc as anointed with God's Holy Presence to do His will for His people.
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