Sid Roth – The Sunflower Prophecy. Great Hope Is Rising.

Have you ever watched Sid Roth’s youtube channel?  If you have, you probably learned about his beautiful faith in God.  Sid is a marvelously gentle soul, a saved ‘Jew’.  He is a truly childlike spirit who joyfully loves our creator.  His Sunflower prophecy is such a blessing that I want to share it with you now.  There is enough pain in the world and I know that you need good news.

I subscribe to him and have for years, but I go long stretches without watching his show because he has lots of guests who have had dreams or visions and while those are awesome blessings, Continue reading “Sid Roth – The Sunflower Prophecy. Great Hope Is Rising.”

Faith, Baby!

As many of you know, I spent the last five weeks in a worst-case world. It involved several of my emotions, and those at the maximum level of performance. Anger, fear and love were all at the boiling point. It was truly terrible.. Sometimes I could only shiver, my whole body literally shaking in these small amplitude tremors, from my neck to my toes.

That is odd, actually. Have you ever experienced that?

But something wonderful happened. Continue reading “Faith, Baby!”

Originally posted on March 11, 2019 @ 11:48 am

It Is Good To Hear Of These Rapture Dreams From Reliable Sources – Yet Still Most Will Reject Truth

I watched this video a couple of years ago, and loved the details.  More importantly, this dream is very strongly confirmed.  I take it as authentic. Continue reading “It Is Good To Hear Of These Rapture Dreams From Reliable Sources – Yet Still Most Will Reject Truth”

Reliable News Writer Dreams Horror – Crucified and Burned People For Miles and Miles

The following information was dreamed and posted by Hal Turner, a news writer that does a good job keeping on top of what is geopolitically important.  I was awake at 3AM this morning, and received his letter just as he wrote it.  It is not good.

Most of my subscribers are in good shape with Yahuah.  This is a warning to you that when the evil runs rampant on the earth, do not be dismayed.  These things must come.  Stop with the free-ride out rapture fantasy.  Ask the Syrian Christians about their recent “rapture”.  It came from the blade of a sword. Continue reading “Reliable News Writer Dreams Horror – Crucified and Burned People For Miles and Miles”

Originally posted on November 20, 2019 @ 12:26 pm

Ken Peters – A Detailed Dream Of The End

Ken Peters was a wild, un-saved young man who had a dream. You will be blessed by his truth, and the sword he describes is the same exact sword I saw in my vision.

Ken had his dream about 20 years ago, and kept it to himself for a long time.  I’ve done the same.  It can be difficult to share something so powerful when you know many people will scoff at you and criticize you.

But the Truth must be told and you will be blessed by his work here.
Continue reading “Ken Peters – A Detailed Dream Of The End”

Originally posted on October 24, 2019 @ 11:53 am

“Why So Quiet, Jerry?”

Those who have a living relationship with Yahuah through the salvation of Yahusha and the indwelling of the Spirit of Yahuah know that mankind has an expiration date on the earth.

Dan 12:7  And I heard the man clothed in linen, who was on the waters of the river, when he held up his right and his left hand to the heavens and swore by Him who lives forever, that it shall be for a time, times, and a half. And when they have made an end of scattering the power of the holy people, all these things shall be finished. 

When the power of the holy people is finally broken, then the end shall come.

Your power.  My power.  Our power through Yahuah will be broken.  Many of us will be here, because the breaking of the power of the holy people would not be necessary if we were gone from the earth.  It is “they” who break us.  The wicked, who practice doing that which is wicked.

Yet not a bird falls to the ground dead save that it be within the will of Yahuah.  Nothing happens that happens that is outside His will.  He allows evil to come against the righteous.  It rains on the just and upon the unjust alike.

Nonetheless, I am sad.  Every day of my life I fight this pervasive, omnipresent sadness.  My soul grieves and I live my life in masked despair over the prevalence of wickedness and the growing dominion of the shatan over the whole of the earth.

But there is glory, both here and in the next world.  The glory is to stand in faith, in belief proven by obedience to the instructions of Yahuah.  Life everlasting with HIM, and He keeps His promises.  We WILL be with Him, and we WILL count our sorrows on earth as nothing.  We will wish we had endured more for His names sake when we look upon His radiant glory in paradise.

You were not created to live on earth, but to live in heaven.  Our human lives are little more than devices to strain out the chaff from the wheat.  We inhabit a biological machine and are so perfectly integrated into this machine that we consider ourselves one with it.

Yet we are not one with our highly engineered biological body.  We are as separate from our bodies as east is from the west, as night is from day.  We are spiritual beings, not yet celestial as the messengers are, but our day comes.  This earth is not the end of our story, rather it is the beginning of an eternal life.  A living entity; a spirit being in the sealed enclosure Yahuah created for us to inhabit.

We who are His are eternal beings already, and we hate the world as the world hates us.  We are strangers here.  We do not belong and we feel our alienation every day of our lives.  We yearn for freedom from this place, and we know that there is work to do.

I do know that the ways of the world will continue to expand wickedly.  Life on earth will never better than it is this day, and tomorrow will be the next best day, and so on, each day growing increasingly wicked as the political rulers succumb to the greed and power of the shatan.  Ordinary people will be overcome by hate.  Everyone will exist on the edge of the knife, all afraid of making a misstep which cuts them to pieces.

Yet there is no particular respite from all this even if one heads for the mountains, or the deserts.  Hatred will still prevail.  Contact with people will only disappoint, and isolation will only waste the time Yahuah has given us.  We want to avoid being the “one talent” servant 🙂

Lets talk about Yahuah.

When I think of Heaven, I see a place.  There is a place there where Yahuah resides on His throne.  The place is like a room of immeasurable proportions, with a river running from His throne.  The river is not of Amazonian proportions, but is only perhaps 30 yards wide.  The river water is alive.  There is life in it and it is life.  This living water is clear as the most optically perfect glass, and it tumbles smoothly over itself, like its in a hurry to get to a party.  Joy flows through this river.  Gold lines the banks like sand lines the shores of the sea.  There are creatures like sea creatures, unknown by type, flowing with the river.  There is a path across the river, a way to walk across, but it is not a bridge.  I cannot see it, but it has always been there.

The space of Yahuah is immense, as high as the sky and as wide as the horizon.  In the intermediate distance are homes.  Not homes like we know, but different.  Big.  One room I see and have seen for decades is like glass, but not glass.  A huge window that stretches from the ceiling to the floor and from wall to wall, maybe 20 feet tall and 30 feet wide.  No screen.  No door.  Open space with a sheer curtain or drape, waving gently in the breeze.  The ambient air temperature is perfect.  Perfect.  The air is ideal in every way.  The lighting everywhere is so satisfying.  There is illumination where light is best, and shade and shadow where those are best.  Comforting.  The illumination is comforting, and whatever must be seen is clearly seen by the viewer.

Standing in this window, looking out toward the brilliance of Yahuah on His throne is Yahusha.  He stands comfortably, smiling as only one who knows peace can smile.  It is finished, and He kept everyone His Father gave Him.

In the distance, but within the space of Yahuah, is Yahuah on His throne.  No one can see Him, so bright is His radiance.  Far brighter than the sun, white light as pure as only Yahuah can purify, He shines with no flaw.  He is perfect by His own perfect standard.  He loves us.  We are so important to Him, and as inferior to Him as … there is nothing to compare.  He is infinite.  He circles back unto Himself, only to do so again, infinitely.  As human lives, we only have the most basic, simple understanding of “perfect”.  His perfection is a level that we will only understand when we are with Him.

He is pleased that we are with Him.  And we are ALL there with Him.  We stand before Him, countless radiant faces, all known, and all known by one another.  We know who we are.  We know where we were, and we know why we are before Him.

We sing.  We sing the same song, in perfect harmony.  100’s of millions of perfect voices in perfect timing and we are loud.  Oh, glory.  Thundering praise such as time and space have never known.  It is the song of victory.  And Yahuah sings with us.  We are home, and we are one.

Originally posted on October 24, 2019 @ 11:43 am

A Poem From A Sister In Yahusha

A fine sister sent me a poem that she wrote some time ago, and I asked her for her permission to share it with you. She agreed and please do read it. Whenever someone sends me something to read, I feel duty-bound to “like it”, because obviously the person who sent it valued the information highly. So when I started this poem I had that “I must like this” burden rising within my mind.

Until I finished it.

There is something alive, loving and holy in this poem. Even now, a week later writing about it, I have tears in my eyes. This poem is beautiful, moving and peace is in it. That is what I experience – peace.


Below is her email and her poem:

“I have had several visions over the years, the main one I want to share was of the Rapture and I wrote the poem below; the Lord has told me that I will live to see all that he has shared with me; I’m 75

‘Earth in all her glory hangs suspended from the Creator hand.
Slowly, silently she revolves, urged on by the winds from heaven.
A jewel, set against the black cushion of a velvet universe.
Her beauty veiled and revealed by shifting patterns of cloud.
Who knows her time? Is it now?

Trumpet peals of light are piercing through the darkness of the night,
They reveal an opening in heaven, from which emit rays of living light.
Streams of angels pour in multitudes upon the Earth,
Cascading down, in flowing ribbons of Shekinah might.
Myriad upon myriad, stationed at her feet,
Glowing circles, pulsating bright, twin anklets of light.

At the word, inward moving, hands outstretched, reaching in,
Catching hold of saints concealed in caves and graves of old.
Sweeping clean the seven seas of her treasure-trove.
Lifting streams of resurrected saints to glory,
Around and around they fly,
Encircling the Earth in robes of ethereal light,
They arise, they arise!

Looking up, they hear the rushing of the wings of angels bold,
Living saints are now enfolded in the arms of angelic hosts.
Ascending, they harvest the Earth and leave her mourning.
Slowly now they rise, gently circling.
A coronet formed resplendent, for Majesty descending.
All glory abides in Him.
Bowing down before their maker, drifting upward now ascending.
The tear in heaven is restored and inky darkness hides Earth’s tears.
No more to see the saints in glory,
Rejoicing at their Wedding feast!

GM Linder © 2006

Prophecy 2nd Week of October – The “Wicks” Are Lit. Dana Coverstone

Re-listening to Pastor Dana Coverstone’s dream regarding October.  The “2nd week of October” is precisely 15 days away.  In the second week of October, according to his dream, the “wicks, like a firework” ignite in the heads of the select wicked.  This includes the governors, the federal officials and “everyone else”, a sudden Continue reading “Prophecy 2nd Week of October – The “Wicks” Are Lit. Dana Coverstone”

The Prophecies of America – Chapter 1 Audio

Recently I read a book written by a man named Michael Snyder. He is a fine fellow who has written several books, and has a few websites with over combined 100,000,000 views. He works hard, is smart and follows Yahuah. He is a leader and many websites syndicate his work.

The book he wrote that I am talking about is Lost Prophecies of The Future of America

Buy the book on Amazon after you listen to Chapter One, right here.  I will record the entire book and post each chapter here, with Chapter Two following in a day or two until I complete reading the entire book here for you.

Back From The Mountains And All I can Say Is Brace Yourself

I recently returned from a two-week time out that I took alone in the Colorado Rocky Mountains.  I loaded up my gear, drove 1500 miles, camped, hiked, and backpacked for two weeks and came home.  I had to get away, and I had to hear from Yahuah.

Mesa Verde Colorado Cliff Dwellings.

I did.  Early, too.  Before I even pitched my tent the first time.  I was listening to something on the radio of my 4Runner, and before I knew it, I was reading on my Kindle a boob by Michael Snyder titled Lost Prophecies of the Future of America.

I parked my 4Runner in some shade and read that entire book before I ever pulled my tent out of my SUV.  When I finished the book, I was physically hurting.  It took me three weeks to get up enough strength or courage or whatever it is to sit down and crack open my Thinkpad to get this done.

I have to get the message of this book to as many people as possible.

This book is loaded with prophecies from individuals who have consistently produced prophecies of events in advance of the event.  These are their prophecies regarding America, and your future.

Rather than count on people to purchase the book, and you will want to purchase this book, for sure, I am reading the entire book aloud so you can listen in your car, or at home, work or in the bed at night.

The audio file is mp3 format and will play on anything.

Listen to each audio posting as soon as it comes to you, because this is not information you want to dismiss or ignore.  In fact, as soon as I send this post, I am going to the grocery store.  Having available food is a true matter of life or death.  Make the most of your time.

When I get home, I will publish the audio of Chapter one.