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Israel attacks Syria what is next in Prophecy? May 3, 2013
This is the introduction to two news that are listed below and they are both related. The first article is a news release that went out a few hours ago and it is the news that Israel attacked some part of Syria to prevent the transfer of chemical delivery systems to Hezbollah in Lebanon and the second is a video daily update of April 30 by Mr. Gary Stearman that sounds to me very prophetic.
There is plenty of info here on the subject of the coming war of Psalm 83 and the Isaiah 17 destruction of Damascus prophecy.
Nando
Israeli launch airstrikes into Syria, possibly targeting delivery systems for chemical weapons, US officials say
NBC’s Andrea Mitchell reports on the breaking news that Israel has launched airstrikes inside Syria, hitting at least one military target.
Israeli warplanes launched airstrikes against targets inside Syria on Friday, U.S. officials told NBC News.
It’s believed the primary target was a shipment of weapons headed for Hezbollah in Lebanon, they said. A senior U.S. official said the airstrikes were believed to be related to delivery systems for chemical weapons.
An Israeli spokesman in Washington said that Israel would not comment specifically on the reports but said that “Israel is determined to prevent the transfer of chemical weapons or other game-changing weaponry by the Syrian regime to terrorists, especially to Hezbollah in Lebanon.”
It wasn’t clear whether the Israelis alerted the U.S. before the attack. White House officials referred all questions to the Israelis.
Last week, the White House said there was evidence that Syria’s government may have used chemical weapons against its own people. But President Barack Obama has cautioned against rushing to action against Assad’s government, saying that the U.S. required more evidence before getting involved in the civil war there.
The U.S. has long believed that Syria was stockpiling chemical weapons. Intelligence reports indicate that it has sarin and the nerve agent tabun along with traditional chemicals like mustard gas and hydrogen cyanide. A 2011 CIA report said Syria was also developing the potent nerve agent VX, which could render a city uninhabitable for days.
Syria has said that it hasn’t used and will not use chemical weapons.
NBC News Senior Investigative Producer Robert Windrem and White House Correspondent Kristen Welker contributed to this report.
Related video: Syrian government used chemical weapons 4 times, rebels say
Nando
Nando
Heaven and the Apocalypse in one message May 3, 2013
The subject of this post is heaven which is the destiny of many of us. It is also about the coming of the Tribulation period and utter darkness for the world. It is an amassing story that would sound unbelievable if it wasn’t supported on its outcome by the Bible and Bible prophecy.
This article started this morning when I went out to make copies to some drawings that I had finished. On the way back just before I got home there was a car with the # 444 in the license plate and I started thinking that it was a message, but could not decipher what it meant.
A few minutes after arriving I receive a phone call from a friend in another State. He had sent me an e-mail that he wanted me to see and he felt compelled to call me and tell me. We talked a few minutes and then I started reading the article after we hanged up. I then realized the importance of the license plate and the message. I called him back to tell him of the 444 plate and he was as amazed as I was.
You will also realize it as soon as you start reading it.
Nando
http://www.lastofdays.co.za/other/athiest.htm
Atheist Has A Vivid Dream of Heaven( Originally posted on 27 December 2012 03:02 AM ) Author Unknown, just initials AC
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| Foreword:I have read many many dreams and visions in the last decade, and I have to admit, this ranks as among the best. It is the most plausible, inspiring, uplifting, heartwarming testimony I have ever read.About two thirds down the page you will read this line:
“Your words.. born in the fires of agony and trials.. will touch many lives.. and also save many lives.. “ How true these words are, as it touched my life, as I can identify with it. |
| DREAM |
I was raised an atheist.
Utterly godless.
Not even agnostic.
No gods.. fairies.. Santa’s or bunnies…Believed nothing at all.
I saw all the trouble and confusion it caused and wanted nothing to do with it.
I see Christians always fighting and debating and being hypocrites all the time.
I see new agers not really having a clue what it is they actually believe in, and going in circles.
I see all the other religions all banging their head on a wall but achieving nothing but headaches.
I wanted no part in it and still don’t.
But I had a dream / vision when I was 15 that changed my life, but it was not until about a year ago it took effect, and according to the dream it will not be until after tomorrow (28 December 2012), when I turn 44, that it finds fulfilment.
I was 15…still a kid.. but wondering what it was all about, seeing as everything was so totally pointless and without a reason or a goal.
Being an atheist is the most pointless life one can live.. so empty of purpose or meaning.
And like all kids I needed purpose and meaning.
So the dream./ vision…
It was September the 28th 1984….a day I will never forget, because its the day my life was taken right OUT of my hands, and I realised that none of us really have a choice…only a will directed by the one who makes the choices.
I remember so clearly.. sitting on my bed that night…looking out the window at the stars. Wondering why they were there.. what purpose they served.. if any at all. I remember asking the same thing of myself.. what was my purpose.. did I have a purpose…or was it all pointless.. an illusion.. meaningless and dead?
That night I lay down on my bed.. still wondering what it was all about… and I had a dream….or a vision.. not sure which but it was incredibly vivid.. I was there.. could feel.. hear.. smell….
Where was I?
(Keep in mind up UNTIL that point I had never even looked into a bible or any religious book.. so what I saw was not previously planted in there)
One moment I was on my bed.. in a half awake half sleep state.. a trance you might call it. That zone you are in where you are still aware but also.. not aware. I found myself about 200 meters in the air…an air that was NOT air as we know it. I looked around in shock…I was there.. this was no dream.. I panicked at first cause I thought I was dead.. and for all I know.. I was.
After adjusting to this “Shock” I was able to look around me.. where I was…and what I saw….Spreading around me in every direction to a horizon that just was not there.. was THE most incredible landscape I have ever seen. No majestic scene on earth comes close to this.. awesome.. the SCOPE of it… endless.. and solid and real.
Vast jungles.. parks.. majestic mighty mountains.. oceans the size of earth itself.. and lakes as big as oceans.
Waterfalls a hundred kilometres high.. mighty rivers packed with life.. crystal clear…the trees…small and great.. colourful.. detailed.. each one unique and some full of flowers of colours vivid and bright.. some full of fruit of weird shapes and hue.
ALL was alive.. in a life that was LIFE.. not just living things.. but LIVING beings.. they were not just alive.. they WERE life in its essence…each leaf.. blade of grass.. creature and fish.. bird and reptile.. were not JUST alive.. its like they WERE EMANATING life…
This mighty and majestic landscape went on and on.
What I thought were small hills in the distance, turned out to be mighty mountain ranges that make the Himalayas look like a badly thought up joke in comparison.
The waterfall immediately to my left upon arrival there…WOW…it was (I later found out) over 300 kilometres form where I floated.. and even at that distance it was so utterly magnificent…rising up and up.. above eye level.. like looking UP at a river.. It descended down the side of a “small” (compared to some of the other mountains there) 100 kilometres high cliff face…falling.. cascading.. majestic.. and throwing of rainbows in its mighty mist…
I could go on and on about the details.. but I am going to stick with the main part…and that is.. WHO was standing “Or floating” there beside me.. who until that moment I had not noticed..
I turned to my right…and…wow…there was this bloke…who I Immediately KNEW was The creator of all I saw. I didn’t know his name.. I just KNEW HE was responsible for it all..
He was about 6 foot…medium build.. strong.. yet supple.. he had an air of authority about him.. like a mighty fighter who could whip anyone but with ease.. and KNEW it.. but was humble and gentle and didn’t brag about it.
His hair was white…but not from age.. more of a symbol of purity kind of white. Like a judge would wear a white wig as a symbol. But this hair was no wig. It was his own.
He wore a sort of robe.. not ancient.. yet not modern. Like a royal robe of state. Across his chest from right shoulder to left hip was a red/purple sash about 6 inches wide, interwoven with gold threads.
The robe went to just above his ankles. He had sandals on. But not ancient looking. More of a modern look. But in looking there.. at his feet…I saw holes in them…Then with a shock.. I saw his hands.. they too had holes in them.. just at the ends of his wrists.. each hole about half an inch wide. There was no blood and the wounds were not festy or horrible. They.. were worn like a status symbol.. a mark.. more than an annoying wound. I had the urge to kneel.. but realised I didn’t have a body to kneel with.
So I just looked at him.. KNOWING he could read every thought…and knew my intent was to kneel if only I could have.
He knew.
He just smiled at me.. joy glittering in his eyes.. eyes.. so.. blue.. gold.. green…all colours.. fire.. eyes of fire.. like an opal of magnificent brilliance.
He seemed to radiate a real.. friendliness.. happiness.. total peace.. yet utter and mighty authority.
You felt at ease with him.. yet so humbled as well.
I finally said to him (Well.. I thought it)….”You are God?”
He said simply…”(I AM)”
I thought to myself “This cant be real.. there IS no “God”… I am imagining all this.. I MUST be…”He smiled even broader.. if that were possible.. like he was amused at my simple yet certain belief in nothing. It was not a snide enjoyment he was feeling.. it was more like you would smile at a toddler who said something cute.
He said, knowing my turmoil and thoughts, “Come.. let me show you your destiny” as we started moving through this “Air” that was not air…gliding off at about 60 k an hour it seemed. I was able to measure the speed we were moving, because we floated over a sort of highway with trees planted at regular intervals along it.
It was a twin highway.. divided in two by a river. The river was about 40 meters across.. clear as crystal.. pure and so inviting. I had the urge to go and swim in it for some reason…even though I didn’t actually have a solid body.
The highway was about 15 meters across on each side of the river. And spaced about 200 meters apart were bridges. There were people down there below us.. ordinary .. people.. some dressed in modern garb.. some in robes like togas.. some wearing nothing but light.. if that’s possible. All were people.. they looked to be about 25 or so.. healthy.. vibrant.. solid and real.
I saw children as well.. playing in the river.. laughing and jumping off the bridges into the water. Laughter.. lots of laughter and joy. It seemed to permeate this amazing place. Here and there among the people I saw beings.. LIKE people but different. Taller…powerful.. yet gentle. Talking to people.. walking with them.. some carried books and other things. They seems to be instructing.. and also being instructed. Like they were learning as well. ( These, as it turns out, were angels.. and NO.. they DID NOT have wings )
I saw benches.. tables.. set along the river under the trees. People and beings alike would sit and talk.. smiling.. laughing.. some in deep thought or conversation.. some being light-hearted, some being serious.. like they were contemplating some new revelation they had just stumbled upon.
In all it was a very busy.. yet very relaxed scene.
The trees themselves were amazing. Mighty branches.. spreading out in majestic awnings of life over the river and the benches below. I saw fruit in the trees.. gold.. green.. orange.. purple.. blue.. all sorts of colours. People were picking the fruit here and there and casually eating it.. like it was just the “Done” thing…and there were no scraps. There were no pips or skins left over.
People looked up at us as we passed overhead. They waved and smiled.. at BOTH of us.. yes.. I was very visible to them. I was not sure how to wave back.. because I had no body to wave with.
“Jesus” or “Yeshuah” or whatever you want to call him…waved back.. smiling.. laughing.. joyful and at peace with his creatures.
I looked out beyond.. to what was ahead of us. I saw fields. Stretching on and on and on.. I saw lights dotted here and there over these fields.
I asked “Jesus” “What are those lights? “He said.. “They are cities.. or towns. Dwellings and hubs of commerce.” “Commerce” I thought? Of what USE is commerce in this place?
He just looked at me and smiled.. and said “you will know in time.. see.. there is our destination” He said.. pointing directly to the end of the highway…
I looked.. way way ahead…seemed like thousands of k’s.. into the far distance…there was a bright light.. like a brilliant sunrise.. multi hued.. radiating colours beyond description…and the music…you could FEEL the music coming from it. It was everywhere.. yet I was not actually conscious of it till I concentrated on it. Harmony.. pure harmony.. rising from one stanza to the next.. to reach a crescendo.. only to fade out into the next phase.. ever building to a climax.. but never reaching it.. music without beat.. without end.. timeless.. eternal.. pure..
I was STUNNED…nothing on earth was anything like this music of colour blended with sound…had I had a body I would have exploded in sheer joy at just five seconds of exposure to this eternal symphony…I was surrounded by it from the moment I arrived.. but not until THIS moment had I actually put my focus on it..
I was hooked…
I said (Or thought) in stunned amazement…”WHAT is THAT?”
HE smiled and said simply.. “THAT..is the capital.. where my father dwells.. and where we are now going”
So on we went. He was talking to me the whole time.. but I was not really paying attention. I was utterly wrapped up with where we were heading.. trying to lose myself in the eternal song…I wanted to BE the song.. to join with it.
But try as I might I could not quite grasp the flow of it. It changed from one moment to the next.. always ascending into a new and unique stanza.. and just when I thought I “Had” it, and was about to hum along with it.. it would blend and change into something new.. and no two stanzas EVER repeated.. each was unique.. each a masterpiece.. each never to be heard again.. as ever new stanzas were created and blended into the whole.. always building.. always growing.. always new.. always.. utterly without description.
He kept speaking to me.. telling me of events to come in my life.. main points and turnings in my life ahead. I was half aware of what he was saying.. but he knew I was lost in the song.
And this was why he waited until I was lost in the song to tell me. Because everything he told me about my life ahead was forgotten on my conscious level.. like a half remembered dream. But as each event actually took place in my life, the memory would surface.. like a vivid Deja Vu.. and it would all be clear…and I would KNOW this event.. good or bad.. was ALL part of the plan.
We travelled for what seemed like days…or hours.. or minutes.. its hard to tell time in a place that has no time. He laid out my entire life before me.. from conception to birth, to the present (That moment when I was 15) to the very end.. which is only a few years away now ..going by the events and their sequence.
Tomorrow I turn 44.. (28 December 2012) THAT year is PIVOTAL for me (AND.. for the world as a whole).
As to why??.. well.. its something he said when we reached the capital. I will get to that soon.. because I want to describe the capital.. its AWESOME.. and one heck of a work of master building and insane architecture..(Insane as in AWESOME.. not crazy). As we drew closer the music did not get “Louder”.. it was at the same volume no matter where you were. But the light display that accompanied it grew ever more brilliant.
The colours would flow with the music.. each wave of scintillating fire.. colour fire…wove through the sounds as they emanated from the centre.. like and explosion of choreographed fireworks accompanying the music. The sounds were the colours.. and the colours were the source of the sound.
The centre.. where the brilliance emanated from, still seemed hundreds of kilometres away…still set on this impossible horizon that was not a horizon.. and at this point we reached the outskirts of the main capital.. and WOW….
I saw the first buildings. Modest really. Reasonably “Simple”.. compared with what I saw further in. But even these “Simple” structures put to shame anything on earth.
Take your basic hovel there for example…the LOWEST of the simple buildings…I focussed upon one in particular, just to burn into my memory what the LEAST of the creative powers of the master builder was capable of.. It was about the size of your average house here on earth.
It was constructed of pure elements.
There were no bricks or mortar.. no alloys or mixtures. Each part of that building was pure element. For example.. the windows.. framed with a rich ebony like substance, shot through with gold veins.
Each pane was.. what LOOKED like pure diamond.. or crystal. The walls of the house were like a sort of moonstone.. opaque.. yet solid. Light flowed in and through the walls themselves.. like a fibre optic cable in actual application.
The light was taken from all around and magnified throughout the house. The windows would break the light into amazing colours and decorate the interior with rainbows of fantastic hue.. then the walls would absorb and magnify the light, and sent it streaming outward.. to the house next to it.. and the process would repeat.. along each house.. all sharing this amazing visual display and amplifying it to its peak.. only to send it along again to the next dwelling.. and the next…
I was utterly flabbergasted…WHAT a design.. and the mind who thought up this amazing idea of optical brilliance must be unfathomable.
I looked at the creator there next to me…amazed at how brilliant he was.. that even the “Simplest” of his building designs were thousands of light years beyond the most brilliant minds of earth.
I saw Him with an ever increasing respect.. and awe.. He just looked at me and smiled again.. enjoying the moment.. like you would enjoy the look on your child’s face as he sees with awe something his father had spent time and effort on constructing JUST for you…a sort of pride of workmanship.. satisfaction in a job well done.
Yes.. he enjoyed making all these constructs.. he really enjoys creating things…and loves to challenge himself in each ones uniqueness from the next.. and each ones amazing simple complexity.
He IS an artist without compare.. and keep in mind.. this was just one of his “SIMPLE” designs…there was far more amazing things ahead as we headed towards the centre of the capital.. I took my focus then off this one house.. and noticed with awe.. again.. HOW the “Suburbs” were designed.
No two houses were the same.. each had it own unique design.. and yet.. each and every house.. some close to others.. some farther apart.. each one when seen from the air as we were…fit into a grander pattern.
Have you aver seen a fractal?…design and structure without end?
It was like that.
The suburbs were woven into an ever expanding pattern of extreme order.. and no two streets.. or houses.. were the same.. but all fit together into an amazing grand work of art. The very colours of the houses.. silver.. gold.. platinum.. marble of all hues.. ebony.. copper.. crystal.. diamond.. amethyst.. citrine.. even a sort of purple metal that I could not name.. all wove together to form an amazing tapestry of design.
Some single storey.. some double.. some triple.. and these were just the OUTTERMOST buildings…the “Simple” ones.. and the light flowing through each house.. from house to house.. flowed from the centre.. the storm of ordered colour and sound.. flowing throughout the houses.. in an ever changing spiral of amazing complexity.. lighting up the entire scene in a kaleidoscope of utter amazement.
I simply could not grasp it all…I looked at my creator again…with awe.. and he just enjoyed the moment.. he even pointed out some unique parts of the design.. like the way the river we had been following all this time was woven into the suburbs in vast spirals.. interwoven waterways…each house having a small part of this river flowing near or through or under it.. feeding the whole.
The main river flowed on ahead…surrounded by the most majestic landscaping I have ever seen.. parks.. fountains.. groves of trees planted in amazing patterns.. according to size and colour.. all woven around the river which was the main theme.. all flowed from the river.. and the river flowed from….. well.. the THRONE.
There.. in the distance.. rising above the houses.. was a building unlike all the others in size. But.. it was also.. easily recognised AS a throne. Hard to explain unless you actually see it. We travelled on and on…following the river…towards the centre.. where the light and sound had its source..
We began to rise up higher.. we reached about.. I would estimate.. about ten kilometres. He did this JUST so I could grasp SOME of the layout.. and even then from that height the city stretched out seemingly forever.. I could NOT see the edge of it.. we were close to the centre now.. only a few hundred kilometres away.
I looked down in awe.. yet again.. as I saw SOME of the overall design. It was indeed a fractal.. a very organic fractal. Spirals of ever increasing complexity.. colours of amazing hue and vibrance flowed majestically through each “Suburb”.. blending with the whole in an endless dance of incredible design and workmanship.
The river.. flowing ever straight towards the centre.. the tributaries woven into and through the “Suburbs” like a blue/silver lattice work.. woven INTO the grand design like threads of a complex embroidery.
And everywhere.. people.. LOTS of people.. and angels.. and millions of children. Running.. playing.. having an awesome time. No tears…no cries.. all happy and all having an absolute BLAST. The kids.. I tell you.. the kingdom of heaven IS theirs.. there are SO MANY of them there.
But considering there are 30 million abortions each year.. its not really surprising. I looked around.. I saw ahead a “Blank” spot in the series of majestic spirals and parklands. A field.. a circle.. of pure gold.. like a field of burnished glass.. like a bright citrine colour. It was about 200 kilometres across from edge to edge. It was transparent.. because I could see the river flowing UNDER it…from right under the structure in the centre.. the building that was ALSO a throne….and looked to be about two kilometres high. We began to descend towards it.
Gradually getting closer and closer.. the field was empty.. not a thing stirred on it.. not a bird flew over it.. like.. it was “Reserved” for something.. untouchable until the moment its use was ready. The creator and I settle down and down.. drifting closer and closer to the throne…and this is the weird part…AS we drew closer to the throne.. WE either became bigger.. OR.. the throne became smaller…not sure which.. The throne was white.. pure white shot through with veins of gold-like fire.
Solid.. eternal.. and yet.. it was also a structure.. a dwelling. I never did get an explanation for that except to realise that it was also an “Admin” building.. like a courthouse.. seat of parliament.. something like that.
We settled down right in front of it. I reached out to touch it.. and then realised I had no body.. as such. But I DID feel something…like a purity.. awesome power of utter authority.. like the place where ALL decisions are made and all cases ended.
This is where it got serious for me…There I “Stood”.. at the base of the throne.. KNOWING I had been there before.. like a massive.. MASSIVE Deja Vu hit me all at once. I RECOGNISED this sea of fire.. of golden glass.. I KNEW this throne.. I KNEW this entire field.. but WHERE..WHEN??…..
My creator looked at me.. like he was waiting for the realisation to hit me fully…he was not smiling at this moment.. he was rather serious.. like he WANTED me to remember.. the moment…of WHEN I had been there before…and was just patiently waiting for the memory to take shape…
Having realised I HAD been there before I said
“Lord creator. (I didn’t know how else to address him at that time). I know.. I know YOU..I KNOW you now.. I’ve seen you.. this place.. this throne.. this sea of fire/glass.. I HAVE been here.. with you.. but.. when?.. It does not seem like long ago.. and yet.. HOW?..”
He looked at me with a slight grin.. he kinda looked proud of me in a way and said “
“15 years ago earth time you sat with me on my lap, up there on that throne. You were an infant.. full of life and questions and curiosity. You were fresh from my mind.. created almost an instant before, brought into being on earth direct from my very spirit itself. You were born very premature. You did not want to stay at first so I brought you here to explain a few things and give you a choice. But first I sent you back telling you your time was not yet.. you had a destiny to fulfil and if you had stayed you would never see it take place. being an infant you did not understand, so back you came, rather stubbornly I might add. “
He continued.. despite my looks of.. confusion ???…
“So I explained patiently.. while bouncing you on my knee…the joy that awaited you.. and millions of others.. IF you went back and lived out your planned destiny. I told you that the reward for going back would be well worth it, and beyond imagination. You looked at me with baby blue eyes asking why.. eyes I fashioned to look similar to mine. I like blue.. its my favourite colour.. as it is yours” (Yes.. I love blue.. always have.. and there I found out why).
He went on to say…
“15 years ago earth time you didn’t want any part in that destiny.. you kept trying to leave your body.. small and frail as it was.. you wanted to be here with me.. your “Daddy” as you called me from the depths of your innocent infant spirit. How I loved it.. to hear you call me that. I am your “daddy”… I am everyone’s “Daddy” if only they would realise it.. and through your final decision to return and live your life… many millions WILL.”
I asked him.. rather dumbfounded “So.. I died as an infant.. willingly.. died.. JUST so I could be here with you?”
He said “Yes.. twice you actually succeeded.. and you tried many other times as well.. before you managed to stop your own heart by an act of your will. The first time I sent you right back after a brief explanation. The second time.. I KNEW you would come back because I was the one who created IN you the curiosity and pure stubbornness to GET a full explanation of the facts. You have an inquiring mind.. one I created FOR the purpose of your destiny.. you will find it very useful in the days ahead.. but also.. it will also be a hindrance at times.. but that’s why I gave you a mind like this.. to BE an “Overcomer”.
An “overcomer” I said?…WHAT is that?
He smiled broadly and motioned his hand out over the sea stretching out before us to the “horizon”…”See this field.. this sea of glass??.. in a few decades you, and millions of others will be here.. and yes.. your sister and daughters as well (Daughters.. I will have DAUGHTERS??) will all be here.. jumping and leaping for joy.. as the climax of all creation is made known to all.
I asked him…
“So I’ve been here.. and chose to go back once you explained WHY I had to go back. “?He said “Yes.. I was very proud of you.. you are a fighter.. you never give up.. although you do tend to be discouraged easily.. but you also get up again and again.. you never quit.. THAT is why I am proud of you. You fall and fail.. yet you try and try again. Its not how many time you fail I take note of.. its how many times you get up again and keep going.
THAT is character.. and character is all important and vital for what comes after your life on earth is complete.”
I looked at him and said “Huh”?..(rather stupidly I might add)
He just grinned and said “There is coming a time soon.. a few decades from now earth time…when all you have learnt.. and all you will learn will find its meaning. You think you will sit around being all happy here in this place doing nothing forever? NO.. you will have work to do.. places to oversee.. administration.. government.. all very busy.. and decisions will be needed.. from people with character.. people who have gone through the fires and beat them.. and.. people who are wise.. strong.. resilient.. steadfast.. in a word.. overcomers”
He went on to say “Now you know why you never knew me except as an infant. You know why…because in all the things you have gone through these last 15 years.. you grew character.. without the “Crutch” of religion….you fought on and on.. you overcame your weak frail body.. it grew strong.. you overcame the sicknesses that resulted from your premature birth… you overcame the anger and grief of your mother…you overcame the incessant teasing at school.. the bullying and the physical beatings.. just because you were “Different”…you saw through the lies on TV.. you never bought into the rubbish…the deceptions.. you kept on and on.. always asking.. looking.. reading and searching.. for deep down you KNEW there was more to this life than met the eye.. and deep down.. was the seed I had planted there when you and I had our little chat.. and now here you are today…and I am answering your question in full.. for know.. that all was not in vain.. life DOES have a purpose.. far greater than you can ever imagine.”
I stood there.. taking it all in.. it suddenly all made sense…all the trouble I had been in.. the hurt.. the pain.. the despair.. the victories.. again and again.. a cycle of defeats.. followed by victories.. and followed again by defeats.. and followed again by victories.
I was always alone.. never a friend…but I kept going.. I KNEW.. even though I actually “Believed” in nothing.. that I was WRONG somehow in that “belief”.. which.. after all.. was NOT a belief but an assumption.
He stood there…letting it all soak in.. it all fit together.. and explained a lot of what had happened in my childhood.. the early formative years of the basic character I would need in the next three decades.. as he was just about to warn me about… He said “Come with me.. up there..”
We both rose up to the throne.. and we sat on it together.. looking out over the sea of citrine yellow fire.. glowing in awesome majesty.. vacant.. for now…
(I was not actually “Sitting” as I was in spirit.. no body as such.. but you get the idea)
He pointed down to a spot near the front of the throne.. slightly to the right of it and said. “Know this for a fact…in less than 4 decades from now earth time.. YOU.. and your two daughters.. will be standing right there.. on that very spot.. you will be leaping and shouting victory.. joy.. gladness.. your arms around your young ones, who I will bless you with at the right time.. and there you will finally understand all that you are to go through in the next 35 years. Behind you.. surrounding you.. will be many many people.. who will only be there because of your words.. what you say.. and because of the moment you said them. No one will know you.. you will not be on a stage.. or on a movie or in a book. Just your words.. will spread out and impact many lives.
There.. standing there where I am pointing
(He raised his hand and pointed to the exact spot I will be standing in three decades or so from then)
I will acknowledge you to the others.. the ones who are there because you CHOSE to stay on and fight through.. I will let them all know your name.. and then you can spend the rest of the 1000 years meeting them all.. and sharing your testimony in person.. and hearing theirs. It will be an amazing time for you.. you will be utterly astounded at just who you reached with your words.. and their effects.
Nothing happens for nothing.
Your words.. born in the fires of agony and trials.. will touch many lives.. and also save many lives.. and the reason I tell you this now..“
( He suddenly got all serious.. His smile of joy at the future memory of this event faded.. and the present came rushing back in.. and with.. a tear?…in his eye.. and a sadness I could only see the edge of..)
He continued…
“In the years ahead.. you will try to find me.. here.. there…you will look and search…you will try churches.. drugs.. alcohol.. parties.. friends.. all looking for me…trying to find WHERE I can be found on earth. You will forget most of what I have told you today UNTIL the day BEFORE it all comes to pass.. and your true destiny begins.. which will be in your 44th year ….”
( THAT is tomorrow.. I turn 44..and YES.. its only NOW.. the DAY BEFORE.. that I remember EVERY WORD he said to me that day so long ago.. until TODAY…I could only remember bits.. and the place itself.. NOT the warnings or the details)
He continued…
“…in the years ahead.. you will long to die.. you will experience such deep despair.. such grief.. so much pain. The fires will forge you.. stronger and stronger you will become with each forging. There will be three times you will attempt to take your life.. which I will prevent.. three times you will survive.. and get up and keep going.. again.. each step.. closer to the final product.”
“You will die to yourself.. you will die to this world.. you will eventually die out to the “Need” of human love.. finding it to be untrustworthy and fickle .You will know in the end.. only MY love is certain.. and only I can be counted upon.
And on that day.. you will walk as a lion.. fearless.. dead to the world.. trusting only in me.. and THAT.. is the reason I will let you wander.. to find out once and for all as Solomon once did.. that ALL.. apart FROM me.. is vanity.
And there.. lies real strength…and courage.. and wisdom…and with those three attributes forged INTO you by the fires of life itself.. you will march forth in your 44th year.. and devastate so many lies…so many half truths.. you will clear a pathway.. just with your words.. to truth.. to life.. and many will follow.. but NOT YOU…they will follow the TRUTH you have learnt so hard.
No one will EVER know who you are.. until that day.. the day I tell all, in front of the vast crowd.. your accomplishments. Both yours.. and many other warriors who will have done similar to you.
You will receive your reward then.. no sooner.
So.. go now.. back to earth…and I will be with you every step.. I will guide your every step.. and I will not let a single hair on your head be harmed.
There will be many attempts on your life by the evil one.. I will guard you.. see there?
( He pointed out across the field.. and there.. hovering above the field were two angels.. BIG ones..stern..strong..6 feet across at the shoulders.. at least 16 feet high…each dressed like a warrior.. with a ten foot long broadsword in a jewelled scabbard.. ready for anything)
These two have been with you since birth.. they are your protectors.. in the days of your destiny you will get to know them personally.. but until then they will remain hidden.. from you.. and from others.. but NOT from the forces of darkness…who will flee left and right at their very look.. thus no harm will ever come to you.. you must be kept alive at all costs.. even against your own attempts to end your life.. you cant even harm yourself.. much as you are going to want to.
(As it turns out.. I DID try to kill myself three times.. and each time.. it failed…overdose.. nothing.. just woke up a week later feeling great…drink myself to death?.. nup… I always passed out or vomited it all up..CAR accident?.. Head on crash at over 130 kph into a concrete pole which left the car a burning wreck?.. same.. was flung from the car as it burst into flame.. not a hair singed.. and not a scratch…that was my last attempt.. I gave up trying to kill myself after that.. no point.)
He then looked me right in the eye.. with his amazing eyes of multi hued blue fire and said..
“(My name)…in the years immediately following this conversation.. you will remember only parts of what I have said. Here and there I will allow a brief flash of remembrance. During dark times.. when you need it the most.
But for the most part your decisions.. and mistakes.. and outright rebellions, will be your own. But they too are a part of what you must learn. You will even get very angry at me in several years time.. when you fail to find me in any churches or doctrines or drugs or books or seminars. You will even curse the day you were born.. and your anger and grief will lead to some dreadful mistakes.. but those same mistakes will be the making of you.. your anger and your grief at not “Finding me” will in fact be what allows you to find me in the end.
A week before you turn 44 the final test will come.. your family will disown you and turn against you… and in that moment you will make a final decision (WHICH I did) which will enable the memory of all I have told you to re-surface one day before you turn 44..and when you do.. begin…for your 44th year is when everything you have ever learnt will come into play. The world will grow very dark.. people will be dying and losing hope.. BE that hope for them.. and tell them.. they DO have a “Daddy”.. that I am here FOR them.. and that nothing in their lives has happened for nothing either.. as I hold all events.. and every life.. well and truly in the palms of my hand. Now go.. and I will see you again here…in just under 4 decades your time, from now.
Then.. BANG… just like that.. I opened my eyes…and looked at the clock next to my bed…I was there for what seemed like hours.. or days.. but only about five minutes had passed.
And true to his word…I forgot almost everything he said…until today…
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
ADENDUM
BTW.
After I wrote it more came back to my memory of the event.
The last year for me has been hard. very very hard. I wont go into details but the events of my life just in the last 12 months leading up to today.. the last day of my 43rd year.. were the final stage. I am dead to this world now. And going by what I can remember now of that event 28 years ago…I can see why.
There is a vast and terrifying abyss just ahead. Many millions dying.. war.. death.. loss of hope. Our whole way of life.. our entire civilisation.. will soon be in ruin..
That is when lights shine the brightest.. when darkness falls.
The darkness falls very soon. Before the middle of next year… I cant see clearly WHAT it is.. I only know its devastating.. and permanent.. as in.. it ends western civilisation.. forever.
One other thing I know about what’s coming..
THERE WILL BE NO WARNING…NO one will predict it.. NO prophet will warn of it.. NO one will KNOW.. until the final few seconds.
Its going to be FAST and SUDDEN and WORLD SHAKING..NO warning.. not even from the Lord.
The ONLY clue I have been given regarding the beginning of the end is…it will happen on an ordinary day. A day just like any other. No change.. no “feeling” of impending doom…just a sudden and shocking CHANGE.. and nothing will ever be the same again.
Our epoch ends.. just.. like.. that.(Snap of fingers)
Then following this change.. this devastating world rocking event.. comes the harvest.
Then before the year 2020,,,the final end.
I was told I would see it.. the return. Its right at the end. I was also told I would not see the age of 50 in my current body.
I am 44 tomorrow. That is the year I was told my destiny and all these years of hardships.. stupid mistakes.. lessons learnt.. and character building would all find the uses.
We have.. I feel.. but a few weeks of “Normal” left.
When the change comes.. it will catch everyone totally off guard.
They are already off guard because of the December 21st campaign.. designed BY the media.. to achieve just that.
Now they have an entire world population not caring one bit about any predictions or prophecies or forebodings.
Everyone is asleep.. as planned..” and the flood came on a day they knew not.. and took them all away”…as in the days of Noah.. so shall it be again…and so it actually IS…NOW.
END
Original Post found here:
https://lunaticoutpost.com/Topic-Christmas-Eve-vision-of-Jesus?page=4
Raymond Aguilera Prophecy brief description of Heaven
Last Of Days Homepage
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Future Jerusalem Temple layout by L Vega” April 26, 2013
The future Temple in Jerusalem will be built by the Jews with the hope to satrt sacrifices as of old. This is the Temple that the Abomination of desolation will defile as the prophet Daniel and the New Testament riders predicted. Thanks to Frank Molver for the link to Luis Vega’s graph. The Book the Temple at the center of time by David Flynn is a must read for any serious student of prophecy.
Nando
http://www.fivedoves.com/letters/apr2013/frankm426-1.htm
Frank Molver (26 Apr 2013)
“3rd Temple layout by L Vega“
Nando
The following is another post by Frank Molver about the Temple,
http://www.fivedoves.com/letters/apr2013/frankm426-2.htm
Frank Molver (26 Apr 2013)
“3rd Temple, excellent short video“
Here is a real good short video re the 3rd Temple
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Glenn Beck exposes the involment of a Saudi Student in the bombing plot April 22, 2013
As he promised earlier Mr. Glenn Beck exposed the involvement of another individual in the Boston bombings and implied the participation of the State Department in a cover up with the Saudi Arabia government.
Nando
Glenn Beck: Was Saudi National Detained By Boston Police Involved In Boston Bombing?
by Noah Rothman | 2:51 pm, April 22nd, 2013 video » 94 comments
Conservative radio host Glenn Beck told his audience with certainty on Monday that the Saudi national who was detained in the immediate wake of the Boston bombings last week, Abdul Rahman Ali Alharbi, was involved in the attack on the Boston Marathon. Beck said that sources tell him that the Saudi was marked by U.S. officials as a likely violent extremist. He added that this event, in combination with meetings between ranking officials American federal government and Saudi authorities, raise troubling concerns.
Beck began by saying that the media and the government have engaged in an effort to discredit the claim that a Saudi student in America on a student visa who was detained by authorities last week was involved in the attack on Boston.
“I think it would have been much better if CNN, ABC, and NBC would have broken this,” Beck lamented. “And I also think it would have been much better if the federal government would have come out.”
He said that they have both sources and documents confirming that there are details about the Saudi student’s story that are troubling. “Now, the government is out-and-out lying to you,” Beck charged. “They are engaging in a disinformation campaign to discredit and destroy.”
“While the media continues to look at what the causes were of these two guys, there are, at this hour, three people involved in the bombings in Boston,” he said. “The first one is the one we are going to address.”
Beck says that an event file was established for Alharbi and identified as a likely extremist. Beck said this was clear from his “212 3B” status. Beck said that this is the NTC code for an individual who has been proven to have engaged in terroristic acts.
“We are not sure who actually tagged him as a ’212 3B,’ but we know it is very difficult to charge someone with this — it has to be almost certain,” Beck added. “It is the equivalent in civil society of charging someone with premeditated murder and seeking the death penalty — it is not thrown around lightly.”
Beck went on to say that Sec. of State John Kerry met on Tuesday with Saudi officials. This meeting was immediately followed by the FBI backing off the charge that Alharbi was involved in the attack. Later that week, Beck added, President Barack Obama also met with Saudi officials ostensibly to discuss events in Syria. “Do not believe it,” Back said.
“Wednesday at 5:35 p.m. the file – the 212 3B — is altered,” Beck said. “This is unheard of, this is impossible in the timeline due to the severity of the charge.”
“There are only two people that could revoke the deportation order — the director of the NTC could do it after speaking with each department, the FBI, the ATC, etc. — which is impossible to do in such a short period of time, — or, somebody at the very highest levels of the State Department could do it. We don’t have any evidence to tell you which one did it.”
Watch the clip below via The Blaze:
An original version of this post alleged that the Saudi national was deported by American authorities last week. According to the Department of Homeland Security, this never occurred. – Noah Rothman
Editor’s note: This post has been edited since its original posting – Jon Nicosia
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Were the Tsarnaev brothers double agents for the USA and Saudis who betrayed us?
This story has a weight on of itself that no comments are needed. But if it is true, the Saudis have had a duplicitous agenda with the USA and Israel for a long time. They feign to be our allies when deep down they want to establish a Wahhabi caliphate in this country and in my opinion subjugate this Nation and the Jews and Christians in it to Sunny Islam.
Their plans will amount to nothing as the Christians will escape in the Rapture and this Nation will fall prey to the Antichrist.
Nando
http://www.raptureready.com/rapnews_db.php
http://www.debka.com/article/22914/
The Tsarnaev brothers were double agents who decoyed US into terror trap
DEBKAfile Exclusive Analysis April 20, 2013, 4:39 PM (GMT+02:00)
The big questions buzzing over Boston Bombers Tamerlan and Dzhokhar Tsarnaev have a single answer: It emerged in the 102 tense hours between the twin Boston Marathon bombings Monday, April 15 – which left three dead, 180 injured and a police officer killed at MIT – and Dzohkhar’s capture Friday, April 19 in Watertown.
The conclusion reached by debkafile’s counterterrorism and intelligence sources is that the brothers were double agents, hired by US and Saudi intelligence to penetrate the Wahhabi jihadist networks which, helped by Saudi financial institutions, had spread across the restive Russian Caucasian.
Instead, the two former Chechens betrayed their mission and went secretly over to the radical Islamist networks.
By this tortuous path, the brothers earned the dubious distinction of being the first terrorist operatives to import al Qaeda terror to the United States through a winding route outside the Middle East – the Caucasus.
This broad region encompasses the autonomous or semi-autonomous Muslim republics of Dagestan, Ingushetia, Kabardino-Balkaria, Chechnya, North Ossetia and Karachyevo-Cherkesiya, most of which the West has never heard of.
Moscow however keeps these republics on a tight military and intelligence leash, constantly putting down violent resistance by the Wahhabist cells, which draw support from certain Saudi sources and funds from the Riyadh government for building Wahhabist mosques and schools to disseminate the state religion of Saudi Arabia.
The Saudis feared that their convoluted involvement in the Caucasus would come embarrassingly to light when a Saudi student was questioned about his involvement in the bombng attacks while in a Boston hospital with badly burned hands.
They were concerned to enough to send Saudi Foreign Minister Prince Saudi al-Faisal to Washington Wednesday, April 17, in the middle of the Boston Marathon bombing crisis, for a private conversation with President Barack Obama and his national security adviser Tom Donilon on how to handle the Saudi angle of the bombing attack.
That day too, official Saudi domestic media launched an extraordinary three-day campaign. National and religious figures stood up and maintained that authentic Saudi Wahhabism does not espouse any form of terrorism or suicide jihadism and the national Saudi religion had nothing to do with the violence in Boston. “No matter what the nationality and religious of the perpetrators, they are terrorists and deviants who represent no one but themselves.”
Prince Saud was on a mission to clear the 30,000 Saudi students in America of suspicion of engaging in terrorism for their country or religion, a taint which still lingers twelve years after 9/11. He was concerned that exposure of the Tsarnaev brothers’ connections with Wahhabist groups in the Caucasus would revive the stigma.
The Tsarnaevs’ recruitment by US intelligence as penetration agents against terrorist networks in southern Russia explains some otherwise baffling features of the event:
1. An elite American college in Cambridge admitted younger brother Dzhokhar and granted him a $2,500 scholarship, without subjecting him to the exceptionally stiff standard conditions of admission. This may be explained by his older brother Tamerlan demanding this privilege for his kid brother in part payment for recruitment.
2. When in 2011, a “foreign government” (Russian intelligence) asked the FBI to screen Tamerlan for suspected ties to Caucasian Wahhabist cells during a period in which they had begun pledging allegiance to al Qaeda, the agency, it was officially revealed, found nothing incriminating against him and let him go after a short interview.
He was not placed under surveillance. Neither was there any attempt to hide the fact that he paid a long visit to Russia last year and on his return began promoting radical Islam on social media.
Yet even after the Boston marathon bombings, when law enforcement agencies, heavily reinforced by federal and state personnel, desperately hunted the perpetrators, Tamerlan Tsarnaev was never mentioned as a possible suspect
3. Friday, four days after the twin explosions at the marathon finishing line, the FBI released footage of Suspect No. 1 in a black hat and Suspect No. 2 in a white hat walking briskly away from the crime scene, and appealed to the public to help the authorities identify the pair.
We now know this was a charade. The authorities knew exactly who they were. Suddenly, during the police pursuit of their getaway car from the MIT campus on Friday, they were fully identified. The brother who was killed in the chase was named Tamerlan, aged 26, and the one who escaped, only to be hunted down Saturday night hiding in a boat, was 19-year old Dzhokhar.
Our intelligence sources say that we may never know more than we do today about the Boston terrorist outrage which shook America – and most strikingly, Washington – this week. We may not have the full story of when and how the Chechen brothers were recruited by US intelligence as penetration agents – any more than we have got to the bottom of tales of other American double agents who turned coat and bit their recruiters.
Here is just a short list of some of the Chechen brothers’ two-faced predecessors:
In the 1980s, an Egyptian called Ali Abdul Saoud Mohamed offered his services as a spy to the CIA residence in Cairo. He was hired, even though he was at the time the official interpreter of Ayman al-Zuwahiri, then Osama bin Laden’s senior lieutenant and currently his successor.
He accounted for this by posing as a defector. But then, he turned out to be feeding al Qaeda US military secrets. Later, he was charged with Al Qaeda’s 1998 bombings of US embassies in Nairobi and Dar es-Salaam.
On Dec. 30, 2009, the Jordanian physician Humam Khalil al-Balawi, having gained the trust of US intelligence in Afghanistan as an agent capable of penetrating al Qaeda’s top ranks, detonated a bomb at a prearranged rendezvous in Kost, killing the four top CIA agents in the country.
Then, there was the French Muslim Mohamed Merah. He was recruited by French intelligence to penetrate Islamist terror cells in at least eight countries, including the Caucasus. At the end of last year, he revealed his true spots in deadly attacks on a Jewish school in Toulouse and a group of French military commandoes.
The debate has begun over the interrogation of the captured Boston bomber Dzhokhar Tsarmayev when he is fit for questioning after surgery for two bullet wounds and loss of blood. The first was inflicted during the police chase in which his brother Tamerlan was killed.
An ordinary suspect would be read his rights (Miranda) and be permitted a lawyer. In his case, the “public safety exemption” option may be invoked, permitting him to be questioned without those rights, provided the interrogation is restricted to immediate public safety concerns. President Barack Obama is also entitled to rule him an “enemy combatant” and so refer him to a military tribunal and unrestricted grilling.
According to debkafile’s counter terror sources, four questions should top the interrogators’ agenda:
a) At what date did the Tsarnaev brothers turn coat and decide to work for Caucasian Wahhabi networks?
b) Did they round up recruits for those networks in the United States – particularly, among the Caucasian and Saudi communities?
c) What was the exact purpose of the Boston Marathon bombings and their aftermath at MIT in Watertown?
d) Are any more terrorist attacks in the works in other American cities?
Nando end
Rapture on Pentecost is possible! May 7, 2013
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The video linked below is full of information and a very possible scenario for the Rapture of the church to occur this year in Pentecost.
It is my opinion that the Rapture possibility on this Pentecost is very high and if I am pressed for a # it is above 60%.
Renee makes a statement at the end of the video placing the Rapture as occurring just before the start of the last 3 and one half years or what is known as the great tribulation. I do not agree with that part of her otherwise very good video. I belief it is prior to the 2520 days of tribulation that the bride is removed in the Rapture.
Nando
http://www.fivedoves.com/letters/may2013/stevem57.htm
Steve Mullin (7 May 2013)
“Great video by Renee Moses pointing to May 9/10 Rapture!“
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