A vision about an earthquake and the descending of the golden Jerusal
« on: January 04, 2005, 12:22:54 PM »
Here follows a the sight I had in 1994 about a devastating earthquake and a descending of the golden Jerusalem. From the beginning I have thought that it was a warning about the earthquake in Kobe, but since some years I have been reminded of the sight and that it is still valid and like all prophetic messages it is valid up to three times as the language and capacity from the Lord is so immense that He can express 3 happenings in one story and they all still be all true.
A VISION THAT PORTENDS ABOUT A TERRIBLE EARTHQUAKE IN DIRECTION OF CHINA/JAPAN
The Lords brings me to a country that does not resemble to my own at all. The soil is yellowish-brown and there are heights and spare vegetation. Suddenly the ground heaves itself into a raging earthquake. The ground moves like a billowy sea and I began to run ahead and in fact I do not know in what direction I shall run. Someone is following me.
When I reach a water it raises itself with a terrible force from the earthquake which has reached this place I stand on now. I only just manage not to be drowned. I call to people I meet asking; Does this road go ahead, upwards? – Yes! - they answer me. Then I know I am running in the right direction. There is a river and I run along it. All the time the earthquake extends around me. The sound is terrible and beyond description.
On managing to come a bit up and looking down to the left of me, the terrible sound increases and colossal pieces of rock have broken loose and slaughter the people who tries to escape. Those rocks go in my direction and I understand that I probably will die if I do not find a shelter. I find a rock leaning a bit out and I hide under that rock. I am shaking from agony of death while huge boulders go above my head. All the time I watch all people who crush under the boulders. Finally I run ahead and I am running upwards a mountain with a tiny road going up and come to a city gate at the top and I imagine that I will be save in the city of the top of the mountain.
I rush into the city and tell what is happening further down. This city is ancient and very different from Swedish ones with a city wall around it and a city gate to enter through. I scarcely have told the news when horror breaks out here as well. All the city is shacking and falling down. I cry out in agony of death – Jesus! I realize that this is a trap – a death trap – that it should be better to have stayed outside. The houses collapse above us. I press myself alongside a wall of a house, all while I observe people be crushed under the falling down roofs, brick stones and collapsing walls. I do not know for sure that I will survive! Constantly pieces of houses fall down before me feet. I cry for Jesus in great agony of death. Suddenly I experience the wall I am leaning to and pressing myself towards is giving away and I think – When this is falling down over us then we will die (a man is standing aside me)!
Precisely before the wall is giving away above us, 6-7 men enters through the city gate. In exactly the same moment everything stops and the wall stops halfway bent down over us and it is supernatural. I understand it is a kind of religious-spiritual procession and that their entry is making all this calm down. Those men have a very odd looks and I cannot correctly describe it, as coming from another time/century and on their bodies they are wearing completely worn out leather clothes. One of them begins to blow in a kind of an ancient horn.
The first one with his remarkable and mighty face looks straight into my eyes and I spontaneously think that this must be the fathers! John the Baptist must have looked like this man with big and long wild hair, beard that runs wild and clothes from leather like an ancient uniform. I think in disappointment that when I cried for Jesus nothing happened, but as soon as those men entered everything obeyed. Out of the sight I am in doubt about the order – Did they come after I had prayed or not? Surely I have felt in lack of anointing and power!
They men take me around in the remains of the houses in the city and they are tremendously old. The furniture inside are most made in intarsia and of ancient origin. Everything is very unlike my own country and it is like it was a monastery although it is not. Deep inside in one of the houses lives an old Swedish lady, she has lived there in an enormously long period of time and I say; follows us back! But she answers; - No, I have lived here so long – I do not want to go back any longer!
Next night I meet Jesus in physical form and He takes me back to last nights vision.
I WATCH THE GOLDEN JERUSALEM DESCENDING
I walk together with Jesus like on roads of love, surrounded with His tremendous love and suddenly and awake I am back in the vision from last night again. Once again I cling firmly under the rock, I lay exhausted on the top before the city gate and I look towards the gate. All of sudden I can discern that the gate is made from gold. The Father himself brings me into the city and there is a pathway like cut from gold. The Lord asks me all the time: WHAT DO YOU SEE? A place opens up made from pure precious stones and from gold. I describe to Him what I see.
Above me descends without warning a polygon and with walls around it and with many gates from pure gold. It is on fire and it beacons and beams. I exclaim; Jerusalem! Slowly it descends around me I am inside and I am surrounded with pure gold and precious stones. Jesus is there all the time. Once again I meet the remarkable men and I can once more study their clothes. I can still not understand what is so odd with the face of the first one, although I look directly into his eyes, it is beyond description.