I grieve over the ignorance and hatred that currently sweeps through our churches. I have fought that ignorance and hatred for twenty years, and I will continue to fight it with my dying breath. And, I will not surrender to this ignorance and hatred, even if it kills me. And it wouldn’t surprise me if it DID wind up killing me.
What would be so important that I would court physical harm and even death?
It’s a place. A tiny patch of ground that God claimed as His own. God called that tiny patch of ground Zion, and the forces of Satan have done their best to defame that tiny bit of real estate. But, Satan is losing.
If you suffer from such a doubt, read on. But, let me warn you:
You will NOT like what you see.
God chose us to live at this pivotal moment in time. He needed representatives to show His people the way to eternal safety, in the days of suffering that lie ahead. We were chosen for this. You and me.
We just had the anniversary of the beginning of the days that we live in, and we need to remember it, every year.
Because it means that we are one year closer to our final mission.
Today marks the 47th anniversary of the beginning of the Last Days. On June 7th, 1967, Motta Gur shouted the cry heard around the world:
haHar haBayit b’Yadenu! – (The Temple Mount is in our hands!)
From that moment on, a clock started ticking. A generation would not pass before the events described in Luke 21 would all be fulfilled. I talked about all that in my Prophecy Clock Series, and this is an appropriate time for a bit of a review because this past week centered on America and ended with a dire warning – a warning that I wasn’t really expecting to make.
Why is it that God loves such a tiny place on the map?
Why does He choose THAT place above all others?
Now, some of you read your Bible and would probably point to the one place in the Land of Israel that God loves most of all.
But, that doesn’t make sense, either. It’s not the tallest hill in Israel. In fact, it’s surrounded by hills that are more than 50 meters taller. It’s not the prettiest hill. It’s not the greenest. In fact, there’s nothing that you can point to that indicates anything special about the place.
Have you ever thought about what kind of person a member of the Illuminati is?
Lots and lots of money. Pretty wife and gorgeous mistress. The best cars. The best house. Vacation homes everywhere. Finest clothes. Finest food. Is on a first name basis with men of power. Sophisticated.
That’s the Illuminati.
What were the original Zionists like?
And, their ideals? What they were shooting for? Their goals?