āThere is a way that seems right to a man, but its end is the way to death.ā (Proverbs 14:12)
Prophetic word
The Great American Dream Machine
At first I thought I was seeing a āDreamāā¦it was bright and sparkly and full of promiseā¦then as I waited on the Lord, I saw it was a smooth, powerful and precision machine. I heard the words: āThis is the PERFECT DREAM machineā I realized that as strong as this machine looked, in order for it to run PERFECTLY, all the parts needed to be able to function PERFECTLY - only the best of the best for this machineā¦and many were not! Some cogs were weaker than othersā¦some were more misshaped. I felt the Lord show me āTo operate as part of this ādreamā is to become as a cog in a machine. But this machine is about to failā
I saw the workings of the machine suddenly begin to collapseā¦cogs and other intricate parts began to fall on each other. (I heard the words āDevoid of Faithā and āCrushed in spiritā) But those in power did not stop the machine, but kept it running, acting as if nothing was going wrong.
I thought to myself āyou need to stop this machine - to save the partsā¦the machineryā. The machinery inside was being damaged - crushed - burntā¦and despite the appeals of many watchmen on the outside, the task-masters, who were seated high upon great pyramids, still would not stop this machine!
At this point I saw that there were long lines of young people from about 18 to as young as 3, who were being smartened upā¦as if conditioned, to become part of the workings of the machine. The younger children at the back of the line, were playing, happily unaware of what lay aheadā¦but some of the the older ones, (from around 12 to 18), as they got closer, and their conditioning became more and more intense, began to look scared. Many others began to complain, and when some questioned as to why they had to become a part of this machine, they were basically told by parents and other supervising adults (I saw teachers in classrooms) that either it was āFor their own goodā - or āFor the collective goodā¦for the PERFECT running of the machineā - or (and this was the worst!) āFor the building of the kingdom of Heavenā. The adults themselves were unmoved by these concerns, and seemed to be functioning as if in a trance.
I saw that many of the weaker, slower, more misshaped parts, having become dislodged, were violently ejected out of the machineās workings: They now lay burned out in a cornerā¦ āthey are the weak links in the chain.ā - I saw rather then heard this!
As I looked at the task-masters, no longer did I see Egyptian like pyramidsā¦I now saw the monuments of Romeā¦Franceā¦and then Washington DC! And I kept getting the words āMasonic Orderā.
(I know enough about Free Masons to know that they may claim to worship God, but they are Satanic at heart, to the highest order, with āsurvival of the fittestā being their theologyā¦I also know the Masonic, atheistic beliefs that these monuments in our capital represent. Is this the foundation upon which we as Christians have chosen to raise our children? Read Psalm 127)
This whole thing reminded me of a ācivilizedā version of the satanic mills and workhouses of England, during the Industrial Revolution.
āFor the greater goodā, I kept hearing them sayā¦.
But surely only God is greatā¦and good!
I continued to look at the machineā¦it seemed to be going faster and faster: the cogs and other parts, even the stronger or more intricate ones, were now showing signs of failureā¦black smoke began erupting from all over the various parts of machineryā¦and still these Egyptian-like task-masters would not stop the machine or make it slow down, but drove it faster. (I knew it was increasing both their wealth and power).
I looked at the children waiting in lineā¦some of them I knewā¦some were extremely dear to me, and as I realized this, the urge to get the task-masters to stop the machine became intense! I began to cry out with other watchmen: āStop this machineā¦Stop it!ā
I began appealing to the Lord to interveneā¦ āan appeal to Heavenā***
āExcept the Lord build the house, they labour in vain that build it; except the Lord keep the city, the watchman waketh but in vain.ā - Psalm 127:1
The Lord spoke:
āI created a Nation where people could freely learn to worship Meā¦not to work like cogs in a man-made machine! Beloved, I have given you such great FREEDOMā¦How are you using it? What are you feeding, nurturing your children with? Are you preparing them for the blessed Hope of My Kingdomā¦are you building up their faith through things as yet unseen?
āOr are you keeping their tired eyes open, to the luxuries of this lifeā¦to the temptations that lead to Self Actualization - to the slave-drivers of the anti-christ world orderā¦for it is to this place, that the wide path the people of this nation have chosen, will lead.
āBeloved, why do you not seek first My Kingdom? Why do you work so hard for things that will perishā¦and condition your childrenā¦and your childrenās children to do the same? (Psalms 127)
āMy people you must hear Me clearly. Either you separate yourselves to Me and turn from this world order, or you, your children and your childrenās children will be crushed by it!ā
Read Revelation 3:14-22
The machine finally slowed down and abruptly stopped. I saw the people inside begin to come out - some angrily protesting that it had stoppedā¦others choking, gasping for breath, and longing for reliefā¦and as the thick smoke from the devastation cleared, many of them finally began to seeā¦
I believe that for a season the Lord will bring this atheistic system - the great Masonic towers of the nation down - so that HIS VOICE will be heard.
For a season the Lord will give to America the favor that He gave to Israel in Psalms 125. There will be one chanceā¦and only one, for us - to humble ourselves, seek his face , and turn from our wicked waysā¦so that He can heal our Land. (2Chronicles 7:14)
Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.
For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.ā
Matthew 11:28-39
***I guess my āappeal to Heavenā is somewhat different from the likes of Dutch Sheets & Chuck Pierce: Many are appealing for America to be raised up in strength and greatnessā¦I am appealing for America to fall to her knees in broken repentance - because as America goesā¦so go the other nations - including my own.
The Grace of the Lord Jesus Christ be with us allā¦I love this nation šŗšø
A. h. W.
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