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Return to the Cross

Beloved, in the stillness of the night, a vision was given to me, one that carried the weight of ages past and the urgency of this very moment. I was taken to a vast and desolate landscape, where the ground was scorched, and the remnants of broken altars lay scattered across the earth. The sky above was dark, a heavy shroud pressing down upon the land, as if mourning the faith that had once burned brightly but now flickered like a dying flame.

Before me stood the remnant—God’s people, the ones who have been called out, yet now find themselves weary and disillusioned. Their faces were marked with the sorrow of long journeys, their eyes dimmed by the fading light of hope. They wandered far from their first love, burdened by the weight of the world, entangled in the cares of this life. But then, beloved, the voice of the Lord came, urgent and clear, calling you back to your purpose.

In the midst of their wandering, a voice like the sound of many waters called out, reverberating through the heavens and the earth, a voice filled with both sorrow and steadfast love.

Return to the cross!” the voice cried, and in that moment, the darkness above began to shift. A single beam of light pierced through the clouds, illuminating a distant hill where a solitary cross stood. The cross, old and rugged, bore the marks of sacrifice—the blood of the Lamb, shed once for all (Hebrews 10:10). The light of the cross shone like a beacon in the night, calling the remnant back to the place where their journey had begun.

Beloved, the time is now. This is the hour to which you have been called, for you were called for such a time as this (Esther 4:14). The days of slumber are over. It is time to awaken and engage in the work that God has set before you.

The voice called again, more insistent this time, resonating in the depths of their souls:

“Remember the price that was paid, the blood that was shed for your redemption!” The words hung in the air, and I saw the people pause, their hearts stirred by the memory of their Savior, the One who bore their sins in His body on the cross, that they might die to sin and live to righteousness (1 Peter 2:24). The One who said, “It is finished” (John 19:30), now calls them back to Himself. Awaken, O remnant, for the hour is at hand!

As the remnant began to turn their eyes toward the cross, the landscape around them started to change. The broken altars began to tremble, and from the ashes, new altars of worship began to rise. The scent of incense, pure and holy, filled the air as the people fell to their knees in repentance. The bitterness of sin and the sting of compromise were washed away as they knelt before the cross, their hearts broken open in worship and surrender.

“Return to Me with all your heart,” the voice continued, gentle yet filled with authority. “For you have been bought with a price; you are not your own” (1 Corinthians 6:19-20). “Come back to the place of your first love, to the One who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light” (1 Peter 2:9).

Beloved, the time is now. The days are short, and the night is far spent. You were called for such a time as this. Do not delay, for the Lord’s work is at hand, and His call to you is urgent. Awaken and engage in the mission He has given you.

The voice then anchored the vision in the words of Christ, words that had echoed through the ages and now resounded with renewed urgency:

“Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light” (Matthew 11:28-30).

And as these words were spoken, the cross began to radiate with an even greater light, filling the entire landscape. The darkness that had once enveloped the land fled before the brilliance of the cross, and the remnant, now united in their return, stood together in the light of His glory. Their chains fell away, and the burdens that had weighed them down were lifted, as the power of the cross renewed their strength and restored their joy.

Beloved, the vision did not end with the cross alone, but with a promise—a promise that echoes in the hearts of the remnant as they stand together, their eyes fixed on the One who has called them.

“I am with you always, even to the end of the age” (Matthew 28:20), the voice declared, and the remnant knew that they were not alone. The Lord of all creation, the risen Christ, walks with them, leading them forward, not just to the cross, but beyond it—into the resurrection life, into the mission that lies ahead.

The vision fades, but the call remains: Return to the cross, O remnant of God. Remember the sacrifice, remember the Savior, and come back to your first love. The time is now. The world may have drawn you away, the cares of life may have burdened you, but the cross still stands, its power undiminished, its promise unbroken. You were called for such a time as this. Return, and be renewed. Return, and be restored. Awaken and engage, and find your rest in the One who loved you and gave Himself for you (Galatians 2:20).

The cross is your anchor, the resurrection your hope, and the return of your Savior your assurance. Stand firm, O remnant, and let your hearts be steadfast, for He who promised is faithful (Hebrews 10:23). The time is now. Return to the cross, and behold the glory of the risen Lord, who is, and who was, and who is to come (Revelation 1:8). Amen.

Vision of the Great Shepherd

In a vision, I see the valley consumed by shadows, a place where darkness and despair reign. The air thickens with the scent of hopelessness, and the cries of the lost echo through the cold, barren ground. However, the heavens suddenly open, and there appears One like the Son of Man, His face radiant as the sun at its peak, His eyes blazing like flames of fire (Revelation 1:13-16). His voice, mighty and unstoppable, roars like the sound of many waters (Revelation 1:15).

As He descends, the earth trembles beneath His feet, and the atmosphere fills with the sweet fragrance of holiness, a scent like myrrh and frankincense. The darkness flees before Him, for He carries a rod of iron in His right hand and a staff glowing with the light of life in His left (Psalm 23:4; Revelation 2:27). He walks among the scattered sheep, His robe brushing against the ground, leaving trails of light that illuminate the path before Him. The air resonates with the sound of angelic choruses, and the entire atmosphere shimmers with His glory (Revelation 5:11-12).

The Great Shepherd calls out to the wounded and weary, His voice tender yet strong, “Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest” (Matthew 11:28). His words are sweet as honey, soothing the soul. As He speaks, the chains that bind the lost shatter, falling away like dust in the wind. The once-lost sheep lift their heads, recognizing their Shepherd with tears of joy streaming down their faces (John 10:14). The barren ground beneath them begins to bloom, vibrant flowers springing forth, filling the air with a fresh, fragrant scent.

The Great Shepherd reaches out His hand, and as He touches them, their wounds heal, their pain lifts, and their souls find restoration (Psalm 23:3; Isaiah 53:5). Still waters appear before them, clear and pure, reflecting the glory of the heavens. He leads them beside these waters, where they find a peace that surpasses all understanding (Philippians 4:7). The light of His presence banishes all fear, and under His watchful care, they know they are safe, forever held in the embrace of their Shepherd.

Finally, I hear a voice from the throne proclaiming, “Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be His people, and God Himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away” (Revelation 21:3-4).

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Vision of the Living Church: A Revelation of God’s Life

I was in the Spirit on the Lord’s day, and behold, I was carried away to a vast, open plain under a sky that seemed to pulse with the very breath of God. The air was thick with the scent of fresh rain, mingling with the fragrance of blooming flowers, as though creation itself was alive and rejoicing in the presence of its Creator. As I stood there, I felt the earth beneath me trembling, as if anticipating the unveiling of a great and wondrous mystery.

Before me, I saw a mighty tree, ancient and strong, its roots dug deep into the earth, and its branches stretching out toward the heavens. The leaves shimmered in the light, rustling like the whispers of angels, and from its branches hung clusters of fruit, radiant and alive with an inner light. The sight was both awe-inspiring and inviting, and as I approached, I heard a voice, clear and resonant, like the sound of many waters, saying, “Come and see what the Spirit reveals to the Church in these last days.”

As I reached out and touched the trunk of the tree, the world around me began to shift and transform. The ground beneath my feet softened, as though it had become as smooth as velvet, and the sky above darkened, not with the gloom of night, but with a deep, majestic hue, as if a great veil had been drawn over the sun. In that moment, I beheld the Church as it is today—a multitude of faces, some bright with joy, others dim with sorrow; some burdened by the cares of this world, others wearied from the long journey of faith. The air was thick with the scent of smoldering embers, the remnants of fires that once burned bright but had now nearly died out. Yet amidst this scene of weariness, I sensed a stirring, like the first breath of dawn, carrying the distant scent of a fresh anointing.

As I watched, the wind began to blow stronger, carrying with it the scent of spring—fresh, vibrant, and full of the promise of new life. It was as though the very breath of God was moving through the assembly, awakening those who had fallen asleep and kindling a new fire in the hearts of the weary. I saw the breath of God breathe life into the dry bones of a people who had grown faint, and as the breath touched them, their eyes began to shine with a new light, their faces lifted as if catching the first rays of a rising sun. The fragrance of life filled the air, and the weary were refreshed, their spirits quickened with a renewed zeal. It was as the prophet Ezekiel had seen, “I will cause breath to enter you, and you shall live” (Ezekiel 37:5).

Suddenly, I heard the sound of rushing waters, and from the roots of the mighty tree, a river burst forth, crystal clear and flowing with unstoppable force. As it surged through the plain, life sprang up wherever it touched. Along its banks, trees rose, their leaves shimmering with a silver hue, and fruit bursting with the sweet scent of ripe figs. The waters sparkled, reflecting the glory of God, and mingled with the song of birds, creating a melody of creation—a symphony vibrant and alive. The words of Scripture echoed in my heart, “There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy place where the Most High dwells” (Psalm 46:4).

Wherever the river flowed, the barren land became a garden, and dry places were filled with green pastures. People from every nation came to the river, their faces alight with hope. As they drank, their strength was renewed, their spirits lifted as if borne on wings of eagles. It was the river of life, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb, bringing healing to the nations (Revelation 22:1-2).

As I stood by the river, the presence of the Lord was with me, and His voice, like the gentle rustling of leaves in a summer breeze, said, “Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest” (Matthew 11:28). The invitation was open to all, and those who were weary came to the river, and as they drank of its waters, they found rest for their souls. The river was the life of God, flowing freely to all who would come, and it brought healing, restoration, and peace to all who would drink.

Then, as the sun began to rise, I saw the Church transformed before my eyes. No longer were the people burdened or weary; they stood tall, clothed in white garments that shone like the morning sun. Their faces were radiant, their eyes filled with the light of Christ, and their voices joined in a song of praise that echoed across the plain like the sound of many harps. The air was thick with the fragrance of myrrh and frankincense, a sweet offering rising to the heavens. The words of the prophet Isaiah rang in my ears, “Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you” (Isaiah 60:1).

I saw a great multitude standing before the throne of God, their robes washed clean, their hands raised in worship. The scent of incense filled the air, and the voice of the Lord thundered like a great storm, “Behold, I am making all things new” (Revelation 21:5). The Church, once weary and divided, now stood united and strong, a bride adorned for her bridegroom, ready for the day of the Lord.

And I saw the heavens open, and a voice from the throne declared, “Now the dwelling of God is with men, and He will live with them. They will be His people, and God Himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away” (Revelation 21:3-4). The vision was clear—the Church had been purified, refined by the fires of trial, and now stood as a holy people, a royal priesthood, ready to inherit the Kingdom prepared for them from the foundation of the world (1 Peter 2:9; Matthew 25:34).

The vision began to fade, but the fragrance of life remained, lingering in the air like the memory of a beautiful song. The voice of the Lord still echoed in my heart, calling out to His people, “Rise up and live in the fullness of My life, for the time is near.” The words of Jesus resounded in my spirit, “I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly” (John 10:10).

This is the vision I saw, a revelation of the Church as it is to come—a Church alive in the Spirit, walking in the fullness of God’s life, and proclaiming His glory to all the earth. Blessed are those who hear this word and take it to heart, for the days of fulfillment are at hand. Amen.

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Return to the Dance

Choosing Covenant Over Compromise

I saw a vision—dry land cracked beneath a silent sky, and hearts torn between two loves. The people stood restless, parched in soul, caught between the world and the Word. I stood on the heights, and before me rose the echo of Elijah’s cry: “How long will you hesitate between two opinions? If the Lord is God, follow Him; but if Baal, follow him” (1 Kings 18:21, AMP).

The Hebrew word pasach cuts like a sword. It means to limp, to skip, to hesitate. The same word used in Exodus, when the Lord passed over the homes marked by blood. It speaks both of mercy and movement. Elijah wasn’t just confronting idols—he was calling Israel back to the dance. A covenant dance they had forgotten, traded for the limp of confusion.

The prophets of Baal danced too—but their worship turned to madness. They cried, cut themselves, and bled for a god who does not speak. Their frenzy bore no fire. Their altar stayed cold.

But Elijah repaired the altar of the Lord. He rebuilt what had been broken. Twelve stones for twelve tribes. Water poured out, soaking everything. Then he prayed: “O Lord, God of Abraham, Isaac, and Israel, let it be known today that You are God…” (1 Kings 18:36, AMP).

And the fire fell.

Elijah on Mount Carmel: The fire of the Lord falls from heaven, consuming the sacrifice as the people of Israel witness the power of the one true God.

Not just on the sacrifice, but on the stones. On the water. On the dust. Heaven answered with holy flame. And all the people fell facedown and cried out, “The Lord, He is God! The Lord, He is God!” (v. 39).

The Same Choice Stands Before Us

Like Israel, we have hesitated. We’ve danced with Baal and tried to keep a hand on heaven. But there is no middle ground. Covenant demands everything.

America, too, was once drenched in blessing. But the altar lies broken. The rain has stopped. We follow the limp of modern idols—self, entertainment, power, money. And still we expect fire?

The voice of Elijah calls again: “Choose this day whom you will serve” (Joshua 24:15, AMP).

Return to the dance. The dance of Passover. The dance of deliverance. The dance of covenant love. There is no joy in hesitation, only weariness. The only fire that still falls is on the altar of full surrender.

Let us echo David’s cry: “Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me” (Psalm 51:10, AMP). Let the fire fall again.

A Prayer to Rebuild the Altar

Father,

We confess—we have limped when You called us to dance. We’ve hesitated when You called us to holiness. We repent. Restore the broken altar of our hearts. Break every idol and remove every distraction.

Send Your fire again. Pour out Your Spirit. Let our lives burn with holiness. Let our worship be pure. And let our voices cry, not in confusion, but in conviction: The Lord, He is God! The Lord, He is God!

In the name of Yeshua, our Passover Lamb—Amen.

Let the limp be healed. Let the rain fall. Return to the dance!

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Redeemer

As I knelt in prayer, my spirit was caught up into the heavenly realms, and a vision unfolded before my eyes, vivid and awe-inspiring. The air was filled with the fragrance of myrrh and frankincense, and the warmth of divine light enveloped me. I found myself standing on the edge of a great precipice, overlooking a vast expanse that seemed to stretch into eternity.

In the midst of this ethereal scene stood two figures. One was clothed in regal splendor, His garments shimmering with the light of a thousand suns. The other was robed in simple, humble attire, yet his face bore the marks of sorrow and yearning. As I gazed upon them, I recognized the majestic figure as our Lord Jesus Christ, the King of Kings, and the other as a representation of humanity, frail and burdened.

The Lord’s voice resounded like a mighty waterfall, cascading with power and tenderness. “Behold,” He declared, “I have borne the burden of your sin, and through My sacrifice, the chasm between God and man has been bridged. The price has been paid, and the way to eternal life is open to all who believe” (John 19:30).

As He spoke, the ground beneath them trembled, and a brilliant light pierced the heavens, illuminating the path that lay before them. The aroma of fresh rain and blooming flowers filled the air, and I could almost taste the sweetness of His grace. The humble man, representing each of us, fell to his knees, tears flowing like rivers down his cheeks. The sound of his weeping was like a lament, echoing the sorrow of a world in need of redemption.

“My Lord and my God,” he cried, his voice trembling with emotion (John 20:28). “How can I ever repay such love?”

With infinite gentleness, Jesus lifted him up, and with a touch as tender as a mother’s embrace, He wiped away his tears (Revelation 21:4). “You cannot repay, but you can receive,” He said, His words like honey to the soul. “Take up your cross and follow Me, for in My strength, you will find the grace to walk this path. Fear not, for I am with you always, even to the end of the age” (Matthew 28:20).

In that moment, the air seemed to shimmer with the sound of angelic choirs, their harmonies a symphony of hope and joy (Revelation 5:11-12). I could feel the presence of the Holy Spirit, like a refreshing breeze, filling me with peace and assurance. The vision imparted a profound understanding: the journey of faith is one of surrender and trust. The price paid by our Lord is sufficient for all our needs, and His love is the guiding light that leads us through every trial and triumph (John 8:12).

The vision began to fade, yet the message remained etched upon my heart. We are called to walk in the light of His sacrifice, bearing witness to the hope and redemption found in Christ alone (1 Peter 2:9). As the Apostle John wrote, “And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us, and we beheld His glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth” (John 1:14). Let us hold fast to this truth, and live in the assurance of His unfailing love, our senses attuned to His presence in every moment.

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The Love of the Father

I was taken up in the Spirit, and a vision of heaven unfolded before my eyes. The radiance of God’s throne filled the expanse with a brilliance that no earthly words can fully describe. As I stood before the Almighty, a voice like the sound of many waters spoke, revealing mysteries beyond time and space.

“Before the foundation of the world, I knew you,” said the voice, echoing through the heavens. I saw a vast tapestry, intricately woven by the hand of God the Father, displaying the story of creation and beyond. Each thread represented a soul, and among them, I saw my own. The colors of the tapestry were vivid and alive, shimmering with the breath of God Himself.

The voice continued, “Every thought, every choice, every sin—I knew them all. Yet my love for you never wavered.” The words resonated within me, and I felt the weight of my own sins pressing upon my heart. I saw a chasm, dark and deep, separating humanity from the holiness of God. The air was thick with the sorrow of separation, a tangible sense of loss and yearning.

Then, the scene shifted, and I beheld the cross. It stood tall and rugged, stained with the blood of the Lamb. I felt the ground tremble as the sky darkened, and a cry pierced through the heavens, “It is finished!” I saw Jesus, battered and bruised, His love poured out in every drop of blood. The fragrance of sacrifice filled the air, mingling with the scent of myrrh and aloes.

As I gazed upon the cross, I felt the weight of sin lift from me, replaced by an overwhelming sense of peace and love. The voice spoke again, softer now, “Through My Son, you are reconciled. Come, know Me, and walk in relationship with Me.” The air was filled with a melody, a symphony of angels singing praises to the Lamb who was slain.

In that moment, I looked to the heavens and saw the morning stars singing together, their light dancing in harmonious praise. As it is written, “When the morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy” (Job 38:7 AMP). Their voices, like a celestial choir, intertwined with the angelic hymn, creating a sound so beautiful that it filled my soul with awe.

I felt His presence surround me, a warmth that penetrated my soul. “In Him you live and move and have your being,” the voice declared. I knew then that my every breath, every heartbeat, was sustained by His grace. The vision continued, and I saw tears, countless and glistening, each one collected by God’s gentle hands. “Your tears are precious to Me,” He said, “I have kept them in My bottle and recorded them in My book.”

My heart swelled with gratitude, and I joined the heavenly chorus, my voice lifted in praise. The sound was joined by the Song of Moses and of the Lamb, a timeless hymn of deliverance and victory. “Great and wonderful are Your works, O Lord God, the Almighty; Righteous and true are Your ways, O King of the nations!” (Revelation 15:3 AMP). This song echoed through the ages, proclaiming the majesty and righteousness of our God.

“To Him who sits on the throne and to the Lamb be blessing and honor and glory and dominion forever and ever!” The sound of worship was like a mighty river, flowing through the expanse of heaven, touching every corner of creation.

In that moment, I knew that this song would never end. Forever, we will sing His praise, for He is worthy. The vision faded, but the truth remained etched in my heart. God’s love, unfathomable and eternal, knew me before time began, and will hold me forever.

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The Worthy Lamb

Revelation 5:1-5 (AMP): “I saw in the right hand of Him who was seated on the throne a scroll written on the inside and on the back, closed and sealed with seven seals. And I saw a strong angel announcing with a loud voice, ‘Who is worthy [having the authority and virtue] to open the scroll and [to] break its seals?’ And no one in heaven or on earth or under the earth [in Hades, the realm of the dead] was able to open the scroll or look into it. And I began to weep greatly because no one was found worthy to open the scroll or look into it. Then one of the [twenty-four] elders said to me, ‘Stop weeping! Look closely, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has overcome and conquered! He can open the scroll and [break] its seven seals.'”

In this vision, a divine silence fills the heavenly throne room as the One seated on the throne holds out a scroll, sealed with seven seals. The scroll, a testament of God’s will and judgment, rests securely in His right hand. An air of solemn expectancy permeates the scene, a moment of cosmic significance.

A strong angel, magnificent and awe-inspiring, steps forward, his voice like thunder as he challenges all of creation: “Who is worthy to open the scroll and break its seals?” (Revelation 5:2). The angel’s proclamation echoes through the heavens, reverberating in the hearts of all beings. Yet, no one in heaven, on earth, or under the earth is found worthy to approach the scroll, let alone open it.

John, the seer, overwhelmed by despair, begins to weep bitterly. His tears symbolize the weight of human hopelessness and the longing for divine intervention. The scroll, holding the destiny of the world, remains sealed, and the tension in the heavens mounts.

Then, in a moment of profound revelation, one of the twenty-four elders, wise and venerable, speaks to John with reassuring authority: “Stop weeping! Look closely, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has overcome and conquered! He can open the scroll and break its seven seals” (Revelation 5:5). The elder’s words bring a sudden shift from sorrow to hope.

John’s gaze follows the elder’s direction, and there, amidst the throne and the four living creatures, stands the Lamb. He appears as though slain, bearing the marks of sacrifice, yet he is alive, embodying the paradox of divine victory through suffering. The Lamb, Jesus Christ, is the Lion of Judah and the Root of David, fulfilling the ancient prophecies.

As the Lamb steps forward, the atmosphere shifts from tension to reverence. All of heaven recognizes His worthiness, not through force, but through His sacrificial love and redemptive power. He takes the scroll from the right hand of the One seated on the throne, and a new song rises in the heavens: “Worthy are You to take the scroll and to break its seals, for You were slain, and with Your blood, You purchased people for God from every tribe and language and people and nation” (Revelation 5:9).

The Lamb’s act of taking the scroll signifies the beginning of the fulfillment of God’s redemptive plan. His worthiness is affirmed by the chorus of countless angels, elders, and living creatures, all proclaiming His glory and honor. The vision of Revelation 5 heralds the ultimate triumph of divine justice and mercy, as the Lamb prepares to open the seals and unveil the mysteries of God’s sovereign will. 

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The Final Trumpet: A Revelation of Victory and Judgment

In this vision, I saw a powerful angel of the Lord standing on the earth and the sea, holding a huge trumpet. When the seventh angel blew his trumpet, the sound was like a mighty wave, echoing through the skies and the ground. Loud voices in heaven proclaimed, “The kingdom of the world has become the kingdom of our Lord and His Christ, and He will reign forever and ever” (Revelation 11:15).

Suddenly, flashes of bright lightning lit up the sky, and the deep rumblings of thunder shook everything around me. The ground trembled violently, causing mountains to shake, and a massive hailstorm pounded the earth (Revelation 11:19). The air was filled with the fresh scent of rain mixed with the harsh smell of the storm, signaling the coming of God’s judgment.

People from all nations were furious, their angry shouts blending into a chaotic noise. But God’s anger was about to be unleashed. It was time to judge the dead, to reward His servants the prophets, the saints, and everyone who fears His name, both great and small, and to destroy those who harm the earth (Revelation 11:18). The tension was palpable, like the calm before a storm.

Then, I saw the temple of God in heaven open, and inside, I glimpsed the ark of His covenant. It shone with a brilliant, golden light, symbolizing His eternal faithfulness and promise (Revelation 11:19). The sight filled me with a profound sense of peace and awe, almost as if I could feel God’s holy presence.

Beloved, this vision shows us the ultimate victory of Jesus Christ. The final trumpet announces the end of earthly powers and the beginning of His eternal reign. As it says, “For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed” (1 Corinthians 15:52). This verse reveals a moment when everything will be transformed. Imagine the sound of that final trumpet blast, loud and clear, piercing through the air. In an instant, those who have died in Christ will rise, their bodies no longer subject to decay or death. Those who are still alive will also be changed, their mortal bodies becoming immortal, perfect, and glorified. This is the hope and promise for all who believe in Jesus Christ—a future where death is defeated, and we live forever with our Lord.

Knowing this, I urge you to stay strong in your faith. The day of the Lord is near, and everything will soon be fulfilled. Be firm and unshakable, always working enthusiastically for the Lord, because nothing you do for Him is ever useless (1 Corinthians 15:58).

Remember what Jesus said, “Look, I am coming soon! Blessed are those who obey the words of prophecy written in this book” (Revelation 22:7). Stay alert, because we don’t know the exact time of His return (Matthew 24:42).

Let this vision drive us to be more faithful and passionate in our walk with God. It reminds us of the amazing hope we have in Christ—His return and the establishment of His kingdom. God doesn’t want to punish us but to save us through Jesus Christ (1 Thessalonians 5:9).

So, my friends, be strong in the Lord and in His mighty power. Put on all of God’s armor so that you can stand firm against all strategies of the devil (Ephesians 6:13). May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you all. Amen (Revelation 22:21).

Awaken the Remnant – Arise!

Beloved in Christ,

As the dawn breaks on this pivotal moment in our spiritual journey, I am stirred by the Holy Spirit to issue this urgent call to you, the faithful remnant. Now is the time to awaken from slumber, rising with fervor and purpose, for our Lord invites us to embrace the divine destiny He has prepared for us.

Live Again!

Throughout the Scriptures, we witness God’s preservation of a remnant, steadfast in faith amid trials. He called Noah to build the ark in obedience (Genesis 6:9), summoned Moses to lead His people from bondage (Exodus 3:10), and throughout history, has called upon His faithful. Today, He calls on us. This is no time for hesitation; the world around us yearns for the redemptive truth of God that we hold.

Live Again!

Let us then throw off the weights of complacency and fear. Let us equip ourselves with the full armor of God, that we might stand firm against the schemes of the devil (Ephesians 6:11). Let us recommit to prayer, immerse ourselves in Scripture, and let our hearts be filled with the divine love that emanates from the Throne of Grace.

Live Again!

Arise, warriors of the faith, for your time has come! March forth in unity and strength, proclaiming the Gospel with boldness and conviction. The fields are ripe for harvest, and the Master calls us to labor with zeal (John 4:35). This is our mandate, our mission, and our moment.

Arise!

May God empower us as we respond to this call, for “such a time as this” we have been brought into the kingdom (Esther 4:14). Rejoice in your calling, embrace your divine purpose, and move forward with the assurance that God Himself leads the way.

Arise!

In Christ’s steadfast love,

The Visitor

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The Sixth Seal: A Revelation of Terror and Judgment

In this vision, I beheld the Lamb of God, He who is worthy to open the seals, and lo, He broke open the sixth seal. Immediately, there was a great earthquake, the likes of which have never been seen. The sun became black as sackcloth made of hair, and the whole moon turned as red as blood (Revelation 6:12). The stars of the sky fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casts her untimely figs when shaken by a mighty wind (Revelation 6:13).

The sky was split apart like a scroll that is rolled up, and every mountain and island were moved out of their places (Revelation 6:14). In this moment of great upheaval, the kings of the earth, the nobles, the commanders, the wealthy, the strong, and every slave and free man hid themselves in the caves and among the rocks of the mountains. They cried out to the mountains and rocks, saying, “Fall on us and hide us from the face of Him who sits on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb! For the great day of their wrath has come, and who can withstand it?” (Revelation 6:15-17).

Brethren, this vision speaks to the inevitable day of the Lord’s judgment, a day of terror for those who have not found refuge in Christ. The natural order will be shaken, the heavens will tremble, and the earth will be moved. As it is written, “Yet once more I will shake not only the earth but also the heavens” (Hebrews 12:26).

In light of this, I urge you, beloved, to live with a sense of urgency and godly fear. Now is the acceptable time; now is the day of salvation (2 Corinthians 6:2). Let us not be like those who are unprepared, but let us be watchful and sober, knowing that the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night (1 Thessalonians 5:2).

Remember the words of our Lord Jesus Christ, who said, “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled” (Matthew 5:6). Let us, therefore, pursue righteousness and holiness, without which no one will see the Lord (Hebrews 12:14).

May this vision be a solemn reminder of the holiness and justice of our God. Let it stir us to greater zeal in our proclamation of the gospel, that many might be saved from the coming wrath. For the Lord is not slow concerning His promise, as some count slowness, but is long suffering toward us, not willing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance (2 Peter 3:9).

Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might. Put on the whole armor of God, that you may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil (Ephesians 6:10-11). And may the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus (Philippians 4:7).

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