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Prayer time September 1, 2014 at 6 AM

Heaven holds its breath

God’s people cry out in Iraq, in Syria, in Iran, in Egypt, in Russia, in the Ukraine, in Mongolia, in the Sudan, in Haiti, in the Orient – all around the world.

The Angels listen, surely this is the time!

Horns are prepared, Angelic hands grip swords and they listen!

Surely the Father will rescue His children now!

Surely the Heavenly Host will be set free to destroy those who would dare to hurt God’s beloved, the bride of His Christ?

They look to the Throne ready at the moment!

The Saints around the Throne look to see the Father. Will they ride with their Beloved today? Will they go to rescue those they love, part of their own Body?

Will God set everything right today?

Brothers and sisters look up. They want to see the Throne. Is it worth it? Will they see God? Now all they see is hatred, cruelty and murder. They see the burning fire of Satan in the eyes of men who say they want to serve Allah!

Oh Allah! The detestable name that enslaves people, destroys others and blinds to the true God who came to die for His enemies not kill them! Allah, more like a demon from hell than a merciful God, who laughs at Fathers murdering their children, husbands enslaving their wives and daughters and at those who would offer their children as to Moloch! Will the Heavenly host ride today? You, Allah look over your shoulder in fear. Is that the sound of trumpets you hear?

As the earth screams in pain and fear – Heaven holds its breath!

Will He ride today?

 

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  1. Daily Dose of God’s Glorious LoveJuly 19, 2021 at 8:47 AM

    It seems awful to comment on your own entry but I do want to say this was not just an idea but an experience. I cannot explain it better than that.

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