And the measures and matters of The Truth of the "time" we are in ...how "man" ..."thought to change time and times ... the writing on the wall ... Dearly beloved, be not ignorant of this one thing, how that one day is with the Lord, as a thousand year, and a thousand year as one day. The Lord is not slack to fulfil his promise, as some men count slackness: but is patient to us ward, and would have no man lost, but would receive all men to repentance. creteis@yahoo.com Behold in a dream of the nightmare season of man ...was taken and shown ...as it is ...and was ...a writing of an witness ...
and first shown me was like paper ...of purest white ...and the paper was like a scroll of paper ...large ...high ...as tall as a man might stand ....and long ...even as it might go on for ever ...
and there was writing thereon the paper of the scroll ...and the writing was of an witness of God our father and Jesus our brother and Lord ...
saying plainly that he ...the witness wrote his witness out ...of the verity of God our father and the verity of Jesus our brother and Lord in and of his life and living ...from within his heart he wrote it out upon paper ...and i was shown it ...
and the paper was as though never ending ...yet was this man witness a measurer of the paper ...a portion of the writing thereon ...
and the writing went from top of the paper ...where the back drop was the heavens ...to bottom ...and broadly ...across the paper ...even from the very highest parts of the paper ...to the lowest parts ...where the paper touched the earth ...
and i looked and the paper and the writing thereon touched the grass of the earth ...as it rolled out a cross the land ...
again ...of the paper and the writing ...the upper most in heaven ...and written downward ...till it touched the earth and the grass thereof ...
Now in that instant when the paper touched the world ...an woman came and read the writing ...and she began to add thereto the writing ...at the very end ...of the writing ...she did add to writing ...
and just as she did that ...i was taken away ...so as not to look upon it any more ...that is to say i was not to look at what the woman had added to the writing ...near the end ...
even so being taken away ...and that for my comfort sake ...for i was sore vexed to see any one ...add or to take away from the truth ...the very truth and verity of another witness of God our father and Jesus our brother and Lord ...
Now just as i was taken away ...i was returned again ...and stood there behind and next to the woman ...(who was still adding and chopping and changing at the words of the witness) ...
and i was astounded the more for mine feet were made solid upon the ground ...and i was made to stand upright and strongly ...and i was shaken of mind and soul ...for as i raised up mine hands to pray ...a sword appeared in mine right hand ...
and an mighty power poured over me ...so much so that i would have shaken to the ground ...if i had not been strengthened ...and the power surged through mine whole self ...and ran to the sword ...that was in mine hand ...
and i was all a fright ...save i could not move contrary to the power that was within me ...and i worrisome for the woman ...who saw nothing ..neither was moved ...or felt anything ...only she kept up her writing ...changing and adding and chopping to the end ...never looking up ...
and for her sake i was sorry ...for i thought that the sword might fall on her ...and my prayer was such ...for those that did not see ...neither hear ...nor felt ...never having looked up ...
Now just as that prayer passed through mine heart ...and a fore words could escape my lips ...the sword that was of most terrible of power ...struck ...the paper ....
and behold as the sword struck the paper ...the paper turned into rock ...like an rock wall ...and the sword when on and wrote ...the witnesses words into the rock ...so that none could ever be changed again ...neither added to ...neither taken away ...nor chopped at nor changed ...neverthemore ...
and the woman ...was so shocked at what had happened that she tried to hide herself ...from the striking of the sword ...as it scribed out all the words of the witness ...and to erase her words utterly ...and she fell on the hard ground ...away from the wall ...in fear ...
and i looked an all that was shown me was the writing of the witness ...and that scribed into the very rock ...
and i saw the wall and it went on for ever ...
and never ...again ...was i shown another ...who would add to or take away from ...or chop and change at the words of the witness ...anymore ...no not one little bit ...neither tittle nor jot ...
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