03 THE NIGHT I WAS CAUGHT BETWEEN ARCHANGEL RAPHAEL AND THE ONE GOD CALLS THE DECEIVER


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I was born with my cradle cap covering my entire head. When it was torn from my eyes without leaving it to fall away, I was left with the ability to pierce the veil between Heaven, Earth and Hell. I feel God’s gift to me gives believers and nonbelievers a sign that He is truly among us.
(BLACK SCREEN)
According to The Book of Revelation, God will send out Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
The First horseman, Conquer, has already been sent out. Daniel 9:27 states that, The Antichrist (one of many) will sign a covenant of peace for seven years with the nation of Israel.
This event that inaugurates the Tribulation period, took place on Sep 15, 2020. God is giving his enemies and his children a false sense of “peace”.
The first of two parts of God’s wrath of judgment upon the unrighteous of the Earth will last for SEVEN years.
Next Horseman is WAR. He could be released at any time. ANY TIME. Make your amends with this. Choose if you will be left behind after the Rapture. You must repent. This the Third World War you used to debate at school if it would ever occur.
May God have mercy on us all.
(QUOTE)
Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.
JAMES 4:7 KJV
Friday, February 21, 2020
(TYPE)
This Confirmation was show of love from A Father to his daughter.
On February 14, Valentine’s Day, in the early evening God gave me a message, The End is Near and later that night I met Archangel Raphael. This Confirmation was show of love from A Father to His daughter. But, more was to come. God was going to shake me to my core.
(TALK)
My child and I raced to the convenience store to play the lottery again exactly one week later after meeting Archangel Raphael. I turned the corner hoping that there were no cars in the parking lot but came across a white car.
I pulled into the parking spot on his right and waited while they ran into the store.
My eyes looked closely at the old car running beside me. My eyes followed its dented and dirty lines all the way to the driver. It was HIM.
IT'S HIM.
IT'S HIM. (deep voice)
I couldn’t talk or move. Looking back I don’t think this meeting was meant for talking. Just to observe.
IMAGE NO. 1
Its been a year now and the one thing I remember is his almond-shaped eyes. They were cold. Dead. Hard. NO ONE in my life, not even my mother at her maddest ever looked at me that way.

IMAGE NO.2


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