On November 5th of 2020, this is what the Lord said to me,
“Babylon is coming, from the North.
You will be surprised by what is unearthed.
The United Nations will stake their claim
by building their house upon sand.
Monies exchanged will influence men,
and greed and gore will rip open the land.
Watch and see, what will come to be.
Carnality will succeed.
Humans will profane My great name,
and false prophecy will be exclaimed.
I will be taken out of government,
while the Tower of Babel is being rebuilt.
This time, I will allow men to destroy themselves,
and this time I will be bringing My judgment down.
You know me as the Lamb -
the Son of Man who came to redeem the world.
But you will see that I am King -
the Lion of Judah who will soon stake My claim!
You will have a time and a half to do My work,
and reconcile the hearts of men.
My ROAR will be heard all over the earth,
look and listen for My voice.
I am speaking in reverse.
The scroll is being unrolled,
to bring My Kingdom down from Heaven to earth.
No one knows the day or the hour -
Only the Father.
The harvest is ripe.
The workers are few.
Now get up and walk - and do My work!” (Get Up and Pick Up Your Mat)
I asked my Pastor what a time and half meant and he said, “One and a half years is 18 months. The number 18 in Hebrew is Chai and it means "To Come Alive". Not sure if that helps.”
So today on November 28th, 2020, I am writing this down to remind myself to look again in 1 and 1/2 years, during the month of May, 2022.
What could possibly happen then?
It doesn’t seem possible that we could be near the end.
I often wonder if my mind is playing tricks on me?
Could my imagination be telling its own story?
Maybe it’s possible that my addiction to scripture
is creating a mirage of what is to come.
But it seems so real when I’m spending time
conversing with the Lord.
It’s as if He is whispering in my ear
while leading me to understand his parables and revelation.
The year of 2020 brought so much clarity to who I am as a spirit being. At first it came as drops of rain, and then it expanding into a hail storm. Words began in December of 2019 right before The Year of Clarity. They came in the morning and dropped without warning, into my pen and onto my notepad.
Then I remember, in March of 2020, I asked the Lord to take His words away, right after Covid hit. At first it was cool to hear from Him, but then I realized that I would need to exhibit great submission.
What would the world think of me writing His warnings? What would people say when they heard me proclaiming the truth in love?
They would certainly think that I was crazy. I even thought I was!
And how would this affect my counseling business, or my job in the school district? What would they think if they saw my posts? Would they think I had gone off the deep end?
And what about my friends, or my family? Would they hate me? Would they disown me?
So the Lord honored my request, and for a short time, I did not hear from Him.
But then - I felt all alone. My world became quiet, and I broke down.
What had I done by choosing the fear of man over the fear of the Lord?
I repented and asked for God to forgive me. And I asked for even more humility. Help me Jesus to not worry about man. Help me Jesus to speak the truth in love.
The Lord immediately started to speak again, and I submitted myself fully under Him. Before the morning, His words were back, so I continued to write my blog, Breaking Strongholds.
At that time, lawlessness broke out, when a cop from Minnesota kneeled on George Floyd’s neck. An organization called BLM took the opportunity to raise their fist. They began dividing black and white people across America with a hidden mission to pursue sexual perversion, an assault on men, and a social governance of Marxism. We soon saw peaceful protests in the streets, turning into violent mobs who demanded justice.
Shortly after, we saw another violent outbreak, when the mob took over Portland. They issued an attack on the police, and once again, all in the name of social justice. It didn’t matter if it was black or white on the blue, the sole intent was to defund cops. Yes it is true we still have racism, where one color of skin seems to hate another. I just wish humans could stop looking at skin, and instead pay attention to the blood that runs through all of us.
At this time, the Lord gave me three poems that titled "Hanging in the Balance," "Magnetic Movement" and "Centrifuge." I’m still trying to figure them out, but I believe it has something to do with the center of the earth.
Oh my God! Holy Spirit - You did it again! I just looked up what this could mean. Wikipedia says, “In 1973, Andrew J. Woods, a physicist with Gulf Energy and Environmental Systems in San Diego, California, used a digital global map and calculated the coordinates on a mainframe system as 39°00′N 34°00′E, in modern-day Turkey, near the district of Kırşehir, Kırşehir Province, approx. 1,800 km north of Giza.” I can’t even begin to understand why the Lord continues to show me Turkey, and the possibility of a rising Caliphate.
So then, after writing these poems, we saw America divided in half, into the republicans and the democrats. I felt a demonic presence coming through the Media, Education and the Government, and it was real thick in the Democratic Party. This is when the Lord showed me "The Jezebel Cake" that I recorded in my blog on 9/16.
I also heard his "Roar" as he surveyed our land, and I heard him cry, “Oh, how the blood cries out!” Then he gave me a vision of the land, and I saw innocent blood shed from end to end.
Then I saw a Return event that happened in Washington, and it reminded me of what God said about the remnant. God gave me a vision in 2018 of the woman with blood who grabbed the hem of Jesus's robe. I heard him say, “I am wringing out my remnant for one drop of my blood covers a multitude of sin.”
So many Christians are rising up, ready to speak the truth in love as defenders of the faith. This was another call that I heard, in December of 2019. I heard you call your five-fold ministry instead of the church operating as a man of one. On March 11, 2020 the Lord gave me the poem, The World is MY Pulpit, and this is part of what he said, "Once again, they have made themselves a King! "One guy and his pulpit" has become the center of everything! Oh, how I grieve! Where is My body? (Where is my five-fold ministry?) Where are My apostles? Where are My prophets? Where are My pastors?
Where are My teachers? Where are My evangelists? The work of the ministry is not done by one. To edify the body and bring unity of faith everyone must come!
Then Jesus asked me to walk with him by writing poetic sermons as I followed him through the Book of Luke. During that time he showed me the East and said “this is the location from which I will come.” When I was done with Luke 24, you told me to prepare to open my mind. Then you directed me to the Book of Daniel through the prompting of a teaching by my pastor.
And this reminded me of Luke 12:49-59 that you gave me in March of 2020. "You can tell the weather patterns but you can’t tell the season of when the Lord is coming back” - “Do you not know I endured a terrible baptism?” “Don’t you see the division happening - between hard hearted men and the children of God?”
Then you reminded me of the warning you gave that described China, Italy and America. These three were given to me in March 2020, right before I asked you to stop giving me visions and dreams. You can read more about them in the blog entry titled, "The Wrath of God." Two of the countries were drowning in pride, but both came from two different kinds. China was following a communist dictator, while America had chosen a narcissistic ruler. Both were given authority to rule because of the culture and the people they served.
America, in particular, was described as "division of the dead who choose their pride instead of God" and Italy was described as "the land of the statutes of statues and the walking blind."
It wasn’t until the Summer of 2020 that I learned that Trump would find humility during the 2020 election. All men who turn to God’s sovereignty, through a heart of humility, will be restored and forgiven.
And thank you Jesus for forgiving me, it only took a moment to become sober-minded. I will no longer be afraid of man. I will pick up your cross and be long-suffering. And I will hold my sword and be a defender of the faith.
If I lose every person, then so be it. I choose to follow Jesus, the author and perfecter of my faith.
In October of 2020, I decided not to move forward alone in my faith. I made a Facebook Maranatha page that was based in Authentic faith through the Words, "Lord Come."
Believers who pursue the Word of God through solo scripture, would help me stay accountable; and just maybe I could be a blessing to them, by spurring on their faith, and encouraging them to walk boldly and confidently in their God-given gifts.
In the first chapter of Daniel 1, God spoke to me about the North. “Pay attention to the north, this is an area that Abraham did not set up an altar, but he did so from the East, west and south." You can learn more about what I wrote in the blog post called Daniel 1: The North.
Then, on November 1st, the Lord gave me vision of a rectangle of green that took the shape of a flag. And as if I blinked my eyes, the next scene was filled with a crescent moon with a single star.
I almost forgot about the vision, but later on in the day, the Lord brought it right back. I asked a friend, another Woman of God, what she thought. Later that evening, she called me back. She said, “green with a white crescent moon and a star represented the original Ottoman Empire. Then, not too long right after that, another woman in the group sent me the very same thing.
Then I saw a podcast on the Caliphate, and I immediately knew that I had to watch it.
Then yesterday, I learned even more about the last Imam - who is believed to be in hiding, which is called “occultation.”
This is when the Lord reminded me of a time and a half, and I wondered, “Will May of 2022 be the time of the rising caliphate?”
Is this when the 12th Imam will try to create his global kingdom?
Will we see a rebirth of the Ottoman Empire and the Islamic nation?
Then I saw an image of a giant statue, but this time it was a giant shadow.
Is the twelver state actually an occult, that stands between the background and the foreground? Have the 12 sons of Ishmael, and the 12 Imams, attempted to block the light that only comes from God? Has Satan devised a plan for them to stand between God and the sons of Jacob? Has the truth been intricately twisted, so that it almost looks the same?
I believe we will see the Muslim nation growing in size, right before our very own eyes.
The beheading we saw in France is just a small taste of what people of the Christian faith can expect. We will see persecution rising up, even from the ones who call themselves Christians of love.
I believe we will see something resurrecting out of Turkey, and I believe they will be aided by the country of Iran. The North and the East of Jerusalem is where the Lord is telling me to look.
I also believe the United Nations will add powder to the Islamic gun. I keep hearing in my ear, “Do not trust them."
And all the while, America will proudly sit on their hands and smile, because they lack spiritual discernment. And if they speak, many will make it about American pride, instead of paying attention to the Middle East and the Land of Jacob.
The Lord says, “pay attention to magnetic magnitude and centrifuge. There is something churning and turning at the center of the earth.” And it feels like radiation or radioactivity is seeping out.”
The Lord took me back to the poems that I wrote but did not understand. In June 4th and June 6th of 2020, he gave me substance that I knew had meaning. It is only now that I see what the center of the earth actually means. I also now get what he meant when I said, “The outer spinner rotates around the inner spinner, but in the opposite direction. It opposes the first and is full of objection. The second is stubbornly slower than the first, but it is driven by ambitious thirst. It's mission is to oppose the inside light, and it does this by highlighting humanity’s plight. I see spinning wheels and the clicking of heels, and witchcraft veiling the truth revealed. I see confusion and illusion all around. I see stories being twisted by those who are allowed. I see denial and demise, and penetrating lies. I see hate and crime, and suspicious spies.” “I see friction in prediction, and contra indication. I see weak conviction and intense adulteration. I see redefinition and rationalization. I see magnetic pulls and devastation. I see bending down to iniquities, but I also see millions of hearts being set free. I see a dividing of souls, a plum line of sorts. A boundary that is divided by what it exhorts. I hear “Hemoglobin” and see crimson and white. I see gasping for breath, and oxygen taken from life. I see the bending of waves putting people in graves. I hear a crying generation wondering how it became enslaved. I see the angel telling Joseph to take Jesus and go, I hear “hide in Egypt until the blowing over of smoke.” “For the one who is opposed is coming for him, and he’s doing it through people like Herod the king.” “When all is safe, he will bring you back, to expose the truth and shout victorious!” “But in the midst of the twisted-ness, he is growing up the bold and courageous.” I see Satan stepping in with a big grin, firmly committed to suffocating men. I see super smart, slippery schemes playing off the loftiness of men’s dreams. In an effort to grab onto hope, the oppressed and possessed will reach out to grab Satan's rope. But when they pull, the truth will be revealed. He will laugh in their face and say, “Look at how easily you yield.” He will then look at Jesus and point down at you, and say, “This man is a fraud! He never knew you!” Jesus will know just what to say, when the accuser of the brethren makes his final play. In the heavenly court, where all are people are judged, Jesus will ask you, “How much did you trust?” "How much faith did you have?"