The presidential election is on the minds of nearly everyone. There are very few who have no opinion. I stand on the side of the President. The evidence is overwhelming that election fraud occurred. Dr. Peter Nararo’s report serves as Exhibit A.
I have been a part of fifteen Global Prayer for Election Integrity virtual prayer meetings. I watch through a live stream. The moving of God’s Spirit is obvious to those in the meetings, both for those like me watching and praying, as well as those on the Zoom call broadcast.
Let me be clear. These meetings include serious Christians that believe God and trust Him in all things. They are single-minded in praying that God will make the truth known. One prayer warrior has said several times over the weeks, that many will consider us ‘those crazy Christians.’
I have a sense of where the move may be going. I want to share with my readers what I think. This is a sense I have. More of a feeling, not a prophetic word. I am not a prophet, I do not claim anything beyond what I think could happen.
Some will think I have lost it. They will believe I’m a wingnut and will no longer consider anything I have to say. I get it. This is only what I think. It is not what I believe will happen. Consider for a moment the question, what if it does happen? Are you ready?
Let me give you some context.
I have been preparing for upcoming podcast interviews. The subject of the interviews is my latest novel, Joyce – A Spiritual Warfare Novel.
In a recent interview that will be aired early in 2021, the host asked me to describe spiritual warfare for the listeners. You will hear my answer when the episode airs.
I wanted to go deeper with the answer if asked again. I am doing a little research. I went back to a few Bible events I have read many times over the years.
I looked at three areas of particular interest to me regarding Spiritual Warfare and the works of God. They include what most Christians consider the Chariots of Fire story in 2 Kings 6:17.
The event involved Elisha praying to have his servant’s eyes opened so he would see the army of God there to protect the man of God (Elisha) from King Aram.
The point is, God does wage war against the enemies of His people.
This morning I was thinking. I was awake, but it was early. I did not see a vision. It was not a dream. I only had some thoughts. Remember, I am a writer. I write fiction. Doing so involves being descriptive. I want the reader to see the story as I do.
Let me tell you the events in the manner I was thinking. Consider this a segment of a book. Imagine it as simply a story.
The Capitol building was busy. Only on the occasion of the State of The Union address is it this busy. The full complement of Representatives and Senators, plus their staff were in the building. The area known as the gallery was packed. People wanted to be there. History might be made today.
It would be foolish to try and count the number of news media types and the supporting producers and camera people needed to capture the moment. The building was buzzing and the whole earth would see live the business of selecting the next President of the United States.
Normally this event, one that occurs on this very day once every four years, would go nearly unnoticed. Like most of the work done in the Capitol, the public pays little if any attention.
The contended election, the widespread acquisitions of fraud and the adamant denials made today’s event uncertain. The selection of the President would be anything but uneventful.
A couple of members were missing. Health challenges were given as an excuse.
The Vice President was presiding. It was his duty to open each envelope and announce its contents. The envelopes contained the votes from the slate of electors. One envelope from each state. The vote total will officially elect the next President of the United States. The votes comprise what is commonly known as the Electoral College.
It began slowly. Not something most would notice. One member did, however. It was a stirring he knew from moments of deep, heartfelt prayer. Times when the Holy Spirit moved within him. Often it occurs while in church, but usually when alone in prayer. He sensed, he knew that God was moving. Something was happening.
What started as a feeling to one member moved to others also sensitive to the moves of God. They too were sensing something happening. One thought he heard in his spirit the words, ‘Be Still.’
The next sign of something happening was a shriek. A scream that was not of terror but of being startled. It did not take long for a second scream, more of a shout. A loud “Oh,” echoed through the historic chamber.
The Vice President, stationed high above the assembled body, got an early glimpse of what was happening. It was a mist. Something one might see coming from an air freshener. A spurt or perhaps a little more.
The mist, coupled with the outburst, and the Vice President’s instincts were heightened. It was only a moment later that the mist was transforming. It was growing in size. It took a form like a faint cloud. The color was changing as well, from a nearly clear mist to a darkening cloud. The idea of a building storm inside the Capitol of the United States was unfathomable.
There are several camera wells in the chamber. In the everyday operation of the people’s house, it is little more than a mundane job that pays well. For events like the one playing out today, the number of cameras and the images they capture are maximized. Only the best in the business will have control over recording and broadcasting to the world the selection of the president.
As with the cameras, those charged with reporting all that occurs were abundant. The mainstream networks were obvious. News anchors of every description jockeyed for prime broadcast positions.
Also present were the new entrants into the news industry. Outlets that rose up due to the apparent absence of objective reporting. The President had labeled the mainstream media as ‘Fake News.’ There was also an abundance of foreign news outlets present and receiving the feed provided by the network cameras.
The stirring continued. More and more were now aware of a presence but were hesitant to say anything. It was however growing and it would soon become an occurrence no one could ignore.
The mist had transformed into a faint cloud, then darkening like a storm building. Completely unexplainable inside a building, any building, let alone the nation’s Capitol. Now it descended towards the floor and the assembled members of both houses.
The cameras recorded everything. The news commentators found themselves lost for words to describe what was happening.
The coughing seemed like a unified expression. Dozens coughed at once. And it continued. Like any cough, it grew. Many of those coughing saw it turn to hacking. A loud, dry noise that sounded like it hurt. It did.
When the dark storm cloud reached the floor, screams of anguish cascaded across the body. The cameras were rolling and the live feed was sent to the world.
People in New York, Dallas, Los Angeles, London, Jerusalem, Moscow, Tehran, and Beijing, all saw what was happening in Washington DC. It was truly a world event.
The sounds in the Capitol were those of terror. The screams were evidence that enormous pain was being suffered by a great many people. The cloud appeared harmless, but what it contained was anything but. Some initially speculated that a chemical attack or something similar was in progress.
The thought of an attack, chemical or another means, did not explain the mixed shouts of joy that came from people in the midst of the cloud. While many, probably most, were suffering, others were rejoicing. If it was an attack, it was discriminating. Not all suffered.
It happened quickly. For those in the midst, it did not seem that way, but for those watching on television, it did not last long.
The true seriousness of the event came when members began dropping. One after another, dozens, scores of people suddenly crumbled and fell. Many had risen up out of their chairs when the event began and, as a result, their falling was more dramatic. All of it was captured by multiple cameras. The camera angles would be the envy of any NFL game. The whole world watched.
In the final moments of the event, more people had fallen to the cloud of death than had survived. Among the dead were countless Representatives and Senators. Also included in the deaths were congressional staff members, media personalities, and spectators in the upper gallery.
Nearly as quickly as it had fallen, the death cloud was raised. It actually dissipated. One moment it was there, the next it was gone. What most will remember, in addition to the great loss of life, was the finish. It was as thunder from the dark cloud of death that rolled in like a storm. The deep resonating sound came as words. Unmistakingly clear.
“Hear the word of the Lord. For exaltation comes neither from the east
nor from the west nor from the south. But God is the Judge: His Word is eternal and He shall not be mocked. His Glory will shine on all the earth’. Thus says the Lord.”
A few survivors reported seeing a giant being, some called an Angel of the Lord up high near the ceiling of the chamber.
In the prayer meetings and in my private prayers, the idea that God is going to shake America is almost ubiquitous. There seems a sense that corruption is so overwhelming, that the decades of sin against God are so great, that if God is to rescue America, such a shaking must occur.
What is shaking? Consider Isaiah 13:9 “Behold, the day of the Lord comes, Cruel, with both wrath and fierce anger, To lay the land desolate; ”
Another major theme of the prayer meeting revolves around Cyrus. The great king of Persia that God used to restore Israel after the Babylonian exile.
Read how God used a pagan king as his instrument to restore God’s nation in Isaiah 45.
This is not a prophecy. It is rather a scenario of the sorts of things that could play out as we watch what God will do. It is only an idea of many possible actions God can take. He is sovereign and will do as He wills.
I think is responsible to warn America of the potential of just such an event.
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I had a very true and real experience with a ‘cloud’ in Sydney at a large Christian meeting held by Peter P I was at the table where I was selling Christian books at the back of the room. I saw a ‘curtain’ in that it had a flat bottom but it filled the auditorium completely – so a square .. flat bottomed curtain. It was not solid or swirley it was mad of millions of small white dots. It was coming down and as I was standing up it touched me first and I felt cocooned and safe and I folded my arms across my chest, closed my eyes and sat down. Then as the cloud touched the rest of the people who were sitting down a multitude of shrieks broke out all over the room. I saw the people who were there as Counsellors all jump to their feet and run to the ones who had screamed and were crying now. I did not see the curtain after I had closed my eyes to sit down. I think it was demons either on or in the people that shrieked out and God was exposing them. He may have done other healing acts with others in the auditorium as well but I don’t know.