Prophecy – Dumitru Duduman – The Slaughter Of The Lukewarm Believers

 

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!” Continue reading “Prophecy – Dumitru Duduman – The Slaughter Of The Lukewarm Believers”

When I Was A Boy, I Saw The Burning Crosses

Our website (jerrywdavis.com) was down for a few days and during that time, I had 1/2 dozen really great post ideas for you that I could not write.  Fortunately, our site is back up.  Unfortunately, I cannot remember any of those great story ideas.  But this might stimulate some thought: Continue reading “When I Was A Boy, I Saw The Burning Crosses”

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