Prophetic Word, given on 2024-11-07 around 9:00AM
Note:
Again this is in a form of a poem with all the weird cryptic sentences and metaphors, and all jumbled around. Please ask in prayer that the Holy Spirit will lead and guide you through it and give you the proper understanding in His wisdom.
There might be a section that picks up the latest political landslide.
I’ll leave it open and will not speculate on these things.
Beginning of prophecy:
Fires in the land, fires in the seas
Burning bridges, burning trees
All the world is staring far towards the west
While the other side face big tumults without a rest
Rejoice and panic all at once to divide
A time to chose the sides and wisely decide
People running like to a picnic in a park
Not knowing how the night gets quickly very dark
Many new shows arrive, distractions they are
While more plagues are waiting prepared in a jar
Now the plan of a new order be ordered anew
People still counted for leaders like animals in the zoo
The little and big horn prepared to sound the trump (Trump)
Time to remove and install a new swamp
Black and white like hats to change their place
The same matrix but just with another face
Jonah and John, repentance was their cry
A time to warn now before a quarter will die
The temple still in exile back in place to be build
While I desire My temples with My Spirit to be filled
For sacrifices of animals there’s no need anymore
I carried all your sins even things I abhor
And yet your repentance I miss so much
In order to get deeply with you in touch
Religion you play, relationship I seek
While you wonder why your prayers are so weak
Pride makes you believe they are sound and strong
But I tell you it’s a lie and utterly wrong
I gave now a tiny bit more time to repent
But if you ignore, it will be your eternal end
I advice to number all days as My coming is near
And live in holiness and righteous fear
Look at Damascus not far in days shall be
As spoken in rubble with a large bloody sea
But before by My mercy I deliver many of that city
The world is cold and cruel My love beyond human pity
Cold will become the coming winter, ice and snow
But colder the hearts of people very freezing they grow
Chezekiel is waiting not yet in full swing
As well the preparation for My coming as King
My bride still needs to gain more wisdom and collects more oil
Or else their candles might not burn when the earth will boil
Shaking and quaking with wars and rumors to hear
My beloved in peace but the ignorant will face fear
Fires from below, fires from above
Because men fail to trust and obey in love
The final countdown comes with a meltdown arrival
Together with My Spirit a unique revival
Hold on til the end not to lose your reward
Be ready oh faithful to get on board
The ark was ready long before the waters
In faith can enter My sons and daughters
End of prophecy
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