In the vision I was seated in a theater. The show had not yet started. A number of other people were there as well. Waiting to see what would happen - the wait took a long time. I was given to understand that we were there to watch events - real events -

Steve, Hawk, I had a vision this evening, and the Lord told me to write it down.

It was a bit longer vision, and I wrote it down in sections as they were received. When I began to write the first part, I happened to see the clock: it read 11:11 pm. After the vision I looked up the meaning of 11 - God showed a vision of judgment! Here was the number of judgment, and it appeared twice: confirmed.

In the vision I was seated in a theater. The show had not yet started. A number of other people were there as well. Waiting to see what would happen - the wait took a long time. I was given to understand that we were there to watch events - real events - in this "theater of the world stage." Only what most people did not realize, while we were watching the world events, most of which still seemed so distant from us geographically, we already were - and were going to be to a greater measure - participants in this game!

A commotion happened - it was people that looked like riot police, all dressed in black - I could only make out the silhouettes and they were all black, as if helmets covered their heads. That is a figure I have seen once before in a different vision. They walked in and I realized trouble was ahead - but to my surprise they sat down as if to watch the show as well.

The actors were being assembled!

Another commotion: it was the ushers showing in children, different ages it seemed but not very young. I was not sure if some were with family. They were dressed in light color clothing that appeared white, and they sat down as well. A feeling of innocence was around them!

The feeling "it won't be long now" came over me. Some people began crying. I thought, "I cannot just sit here, I must do something" and considered talking to people about the Lord, or doing anything, this was a crisis in the making - but was clearly held back. To escape came to my mind, and from my seat I looked at the exits - somehow I knew they were locked. There was no escape.

The stage opened up, and had families on it. They were just there, talking, like in everyday life. But I knew that a disaster was brewing.

Suddenly I saw a large angel working his way down the aisle to my seat and motioned me to come with him. I followed him - I and the children dressed in white that were in the theater, the innocent ones, they followed as well. The angel led us down a corridor where we no longer could see the auditorium, and then down some stairs. At the bottom of the stairs we came to a river of water, so clear that the pebbles on the bottom were visible. We were told to drink, and we all drank. I knew it was the river of living water that Jesus had talked about.

While we were drinking, I heard a loud "Boom" behind us. It was so loud and unexpected that while in the vision I was surprised but instantly knew what had happened, my physical body reacted and shrugged.

The theater had exploded.

But God had kept us, His people, from harm in a miraculous way. He had kept us safe.

Mar 31, 2014

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