Dumitru Duduman was born to George and Escaterina Duduman on July 14, 1932 in Hintesti, Romania. His native village is situated in the northeastern part of Romania near the Russian border. Here Dumitru was brought up in the knowledge of God by his parents, but most of all from his grandfather, Costache, whom he loved deeply. He grew accustomed to religious persecution at a very young age seeing his father and older brother, Costache, put in prison for their beliefs. Although the rest of the family had not been arrested, they were ordered to hard labor in the Communist farmland projects.
Dumitru Duduman
The Black Army
– May 7, 1993 –
One night, while in Oregon, I dreamed the sky was getting dark. Then suddenly it turned pitch black! It was as if the whole world had gone dark at that moment! All the people were in a frenzy! They became disoriented, and some were even screaming. After some time, we heard the sound of an army approaching. Soon, we saw them coming out of the black mist. All were dressed in black, except one. That one seemed to be their leader. He was dressed in a red robe with a thick black belt over his waist. On his head, he had a sign. As I looked, I saw that in his hand he held the same kind of sharp spear as everyone else in his army.
“I am Lucifer!” he exclaimed. “I am the king of this world! I have come to make war against the Christians!”
It looked as though all the Christians were huddled together in one big group. Some began to cry when they heard this. Others began to tremble, while some just stood without saying anything. Lucifer continued to speak. “All of those that want to fight against my army and think they can be victorious; go to the right. Those that fear me; go to the left.”
Only about a quarter of the group stepped to the right. All the others went to the left. Then Lucifer ordered his army, “Destroy those on the right!”
The army began to advance and quickly surrounded the Christians on the right. As they began to close in on us, a powerful light appeared and encircled us. Then, an angel of the Lord spoke. “Take out your swords and fight. Defend yourselves and be victorious over the enemy.”
“What swords?” A man in the group asked.
“The Word of the Lord is your sword,” the angel answered. When we understood what the angel meant, we began to quote verses from the Bible. Then suddenly, as if we were one voice, we began to sing a song. Our voices thundered so loudly, that the Dark army began to retreat in fear. They did not have the courage to come against us anymore.
Lucifer, then filled with rage, turned to those on the left. “You, who all of your life have been trying to please two masters, because you could not stand against me; I have the power to destroy you.”
He then ordered his army to attack. It was a total massacre. The ones on the left could not defend themselves. One by one they all fell. This killing seemed to go on for a long time. After a while we could actually smell the stench of the dead.
“Why could they not be protected also?” someone asked.
The angel answered: “Because all their life they have been lukewarm. Because of their hypocrisy, the true church has been blasphemed. They have brought disrespect to the word of God. They were not clean.”
As we continued to look, we saw the sun coming over the horizon. The black clouds began to break up. Then they disappeared. Only one was left – on which Lucifer and his army stood. Lucifer looked at me shaking his fists and said, “I will destroy you even if I have to throw my spear at you from here!” Then that cloud disappeared too.
As I looked around I began to see faces that I recognized among our group. I saw a pastor from Bellflower – another from Indiana – one from Michigan – as well as many of my American friends. This strengthened me greatly. Then I awoke. The first thought that came to my mind as I awoke was that this had been the last fight of the devil against the church. If we remain faithful, we will be victorious.”
Bio of Dumitru Duduman
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Wow….this is so encouraging! Thank you for sharing xx
We might be surprised by how things transpire. We seem to forget that the most powerful, unstoppable, almighty Alohim Tsabaoth loves us enough to be brutally slaughtered as the one perfect redeeming sacrifice in order to make the Righteous eligible for eternal life with Him. It seems unlikely that He would stand by while the fallen kerub and his servants decimate his people. That said, do any of the Righteous actually want to remain here? So it’s a win/win for those who keep the commands and have the testimony of Yahusha. We have everything to look forward to with eager expectation.
Kate, we have nothing to fear. Remember when Yahusha said to His disciples “Fear not, for these things must come…”? He wasn’t telling us to be brave in spite of the horrors, but to abandon fear as a response to all of it because He knows the entire process from that day to the last day. I used to worry about the end, and to that end I personally am totally ready for the madness of it. But people I love are not ready. I am a uniquely created fighter and love the battle, whether is is through the written word or sharp knives or powerful rifles or fists or fire. I’m prepared for all of that and lady, I have a grudge against the enemy and his servants. But Kate, I am no longer sure that any of that will be necessary. In fact, if I had to pick between A: We will be hunted and persecuted and tormented and executed like the worst of criminals, or B: We exist in this world in… Read more »