Exposing the False Teachers of the 21st Century (Titus 1:10) (Hyper Grace)

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Wednesday, August 23, 2017

■ Steven’s Amazing Adventures, and the Future of the World ■ (PART 2) - "Angelic Visitation" - (A STORY about the END TIMES, with Messages from God) (PART 2)


Steven’s Amazing Adventures,
and the Future of the World

(A Story about the End Times 
with Messages from God)

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(This story chronicles the adventures of Steven O'Neill, his wife Sarah, and their friends during the End Times. Judgment has already struck the U.S., and Steve and his friends have reached the vast continent of Asia. Witness the amazing things God will reveal about the coming kingdom of the Beast (or the Antichrist), the Mark of the Beast, and the Tribulation period. This story should keep you fascinated, as a realistic account of the future unfolds in the form of a fictional story.

But, this story is not just a story. It contains messages from God and prophecies that actually shall happen. It is written as fiction with fictional characters, but the message of the story is very real, and the cataclysmic eventstouched on in this story, will actually impact this earth as God’s Holy Bible and its prophecies unfold. The world will soon enter a time much like that portrayed in this story. I encourage you to seek God about this to see what He will show you.)

Chapter Two

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PART 2: Angelic Visitation


Steven, Sarah (his wife), Alexei, and Jason walked down a footpath through a snow-covered, deciduous forest. Leaves and snow crunched under their boots while a light breeze swayed the upper branches and twigs of the ancient, towering trees, sending myriads of snowflakes down through the winter air. The moon’s solemn face peered through the bare branches. Dark shapes of hunting owls swept across the night sky, flapping their wings noiselessly. A throaty hooting sound echoed through the forest from some distance away as an owl, perched on a branch, warned other owls not to come into its territory. But, despite the cold around them and the dark forest, the group was fairly cheerful.

“I hope Sergey is okay,” Jason said. “We left him shortly after a knock came to his door.”

Just fifteen minutes ago, they had vanished from the second story of Sergey's home only to find themselves in the forest. Invisible angels had picked the four up and taken them, in the blink of an eye, to a forest somewhere in the northern Asia. Philip had been translated, or quickly moved, from the Ethiopian eunuch by the same method in the book of Acts. God had spoken to Alexei and told him that they were going to meet some people that they were to stay with for a short time.

“He will be fine,” Alexei said, grinning. “God is taking care of him.”

A cracking sound came from the forest suddenly, arresting their attention. ‘Is it an animal?’ Steve wondered. ‘Or, could it be a soldier?’

He felt some fear strike his chest at that thought, but he quickly told his Heavenly Father about it, and left the concern with Abba God. God had promised to protect them.

Some more snapping sounds came, and a dark figure emerged from the trees, but was concealed by shadows.


“Hello,” he said in Chinese. “You must be Steven, Sarah, Alexei, and Jason. Am I correct?”

(This section takes place in eastern Eurasia.)
“We are,” Steven said, understanding the language. “Who are you? How do you know us?”

The figure stepped into the moonlight and Steve could see a Chinese man wearing a hooded jacket and thick gloves.

“I don’t know you personally,” the Chinese man said, grinning. “But, God showed me to come to the footpath and that I will see four people, whose names I just said.”

“Praise God!” Steve said, thumping his gloves together. “God told Alexei that we were to meet up with some Christians in these woods.”

“Great is our God! My name is Wang,” he said, in Chinese. “Come, follow me.”

“Just a second,” Steve said, before he closed his eyes and prayed quietly. “Dear Abba Father, what should I do? Can I trust Wang?”

“My son,” Abba God said, kindly, “you can certainly trust Wang. He will guide you to a small encampment of Christians, who have fled from the villages some miles away. I am providing for these people. You will speak to them about the village, which is a city of refuge that you came from. I will then have you teach them from My Word to prepare them for the journey to the city of refuge. I will translate you to that city, but I will need to refine you and these people some more. And, I the Lord your God and Abba Father have spoken.”

“Thank you, Heavenly Father,” Steve said, smiling. He felt peace return to his heart.

“Okay, Wang,” Steve said, in Chinese. “The Lord showed me that I can trust you.”

“Of course you can,” Wang said, grinning. “Come, follow me.”

The Chinese believer led the group into the forest and on a rough course through thickets, narrow, winding animal paths, over dead, fallen trees, and around boulders. Steve was sure that without either the Holy Spirit or Wang to guide him, he would get lost.

At last, they arrived in a small open area that was relatively flat. Some rugged tents appeared here and there. Some rested under bushes. Others sat beside boulders. Some were just a few yards away, and others were more than a dozen yards from Steve. A group of about a dozen people huddled around a fire while a lady was stir-frying some vegetables and meat in a large wok, which rested on some stones.

Many people away from the fire were shivering a little while they waited for their turn to warm themselves at the fireside. Steve could tell that the fire was fairly small for a group that size. There had to be at least twenty-five people huddled together or in groups talking with each other under the frosted trees.

As the four newcomers drew closer, some very dim flashlights turned on and shined toward Steve and his friends. Voices spoke quickly in Chinese: “Who are these people?” “I don’t know. I haven’t seen them before.” “They look like Americans or Europeans.” ‘They must not have been aware,’ Steve thought, ‘that God had given us the ability to understand their language.’ Then, a man and woman came forward from among the others and greeted Steve and his friends.

“Hello,” the Asian man said in Chinese, “you must be the four people Wang spoke of.” He held in his right hand a flashlight which cast a dim beam of light.

“We are indeed,” Steve said in Chinese, bowing slightly toward both of them. The couple bowed in greeting. He had learned that custom since he first arrived in Asia.

“I am Sung-woo and this is my wife, Mi-yeon,” Sung-woo said. “We escaped from Korea. It was a miracle of God how it happened.”

“You said you escaped from Korea?” Sarah asked. “You mean North Korea?”

Sung-woo shook his head and said, “You must have not heard about what happened in the Korean peninsula.”

“No,” Sarah said, shaking her head. “What happened?”

Sung-woo took a deep breath and said, “The North conquered the South and set up an oppressive government over our people. They are beheading Christians who will not bow to the new leader. I have many friends who are in concentration camps right as I speak.

“I tried to warn them that judgment was coming to the Korean peninsula, but they did not take me seriously. They were focused on maintaining their jobs, keeping their bosses happy, and getting their children into the best schools. But, like America, they were focused too much on their own will, and very little on God’s will, and very little on knowing God.

“God showed me and Mi-yeon to leave our house and meet a certain person, who would help us escape from Korea and enter Eurasia before the invasion from the North took place. We had left just days before the North attacked and plunged through the South like a knife through butter. So many were slaughtered, it is unimaginable.” (See "Footnote.")

“I pray for our children every day,” Mi-yeon said, wiping away some tears from her eyes. “They heard our warnings, but they did not want to seek God much. They loved hanging out with their friends at the university and were not taking their walks with God very seriously.”

“That is very sad,” Sarah said, patting the Korean lady on her shoulder. “I could only imagine how you feel. I do not have children because the Lord has not given me any.”

“If you had children, they would be very young,” Mi-yeon said, wiping away a tear. “You appear to be about twenty-eight.”

“I’m actually thirty-four,” Sarah said, grinning. “Steve and I got married three years ago.”

“You seem to be very cheerful,” Mi-yeon said. “You and Steve must be a good team.”

“We are,” Sarah said. “He and I really love each other in spite of our differences, and I’ve learned that we have more similarities than differences.”

Suddenly, a fire flared up from a bush twenty feet from the cooking fire, drawing everyone’s attention. A woman screamed and ran for a bucket of water. Some men ran toward a tent and pulled out some large blankets.

Steve felt a strong urge to speak to the small group. “Stop, everyone,” he shouted. “This fire is from God.”

The people ignored the warning, and a man carried a bucket of snow up to the undulating flames, and threw it toward the burning bush, but the snow hit something invisible and fell to the ground, just a foot from where he threw it. The next moment, a shining being appeared standing just three feet from the man with the bucket. The being resembled an ancient Greek warrior. Instead of the breastplate, skirt, and shin guards of Hellenistic soldiers, this being wore a full suit of armor and a helmet that somewhat resembled the Greek Corinthian helmet, without any helmet plume. He carried a round metal shield and held a fairly long sword in his right hand.

More of these angelic soldiers appeared around the burning bush and on the edges of the encampment. Glowing skin appeared through their sandals and on their hands and faces. Their hair appeared white because of the bright light that shone from their skin.

The humans gasped and fell down before the angelic hosts, and some fainted.

One of the angels stepped forward and spoke. “Humans, fear not. The Lord your God has appeared in the burning bush to prove you and show you that He cares greatly for you. Stand to your feet and witness the power of God. We are His servants and your brethren sent forth to minister to you.”

The people stood to their feet, with renewed strength from God’s Spirit.

“You see us before you now,” the angel said, “because God wants you to see how He protects and provides for you. Do not fear. We are on your side. We are given an order to protect you at all times. Nothing shall harm you. No bullet, bomb, or weapon can harm you, for the Lord is on your side, because you have put your trust in Him. Now, witness and see that God is with you, and fear not. We will escort you to a place of safety. Fear not.”

With that, the angelic hosts vanished from sight. But, the bush continued to burn, however it was not consumed by the fire. The fire got stronger and brighter and provided warmth and light to all who remained within twenty-five to thirty feet from its flames.


“Praise God,” Steve breathed. “What an awesome miracle you did, Father God. What an awesome miracle…”

After a few moments of contemplative silence passed, many of the people began singing a song of praise. Soon, others joined in. “Praise the Lord, for He is great! Praise His great and awesome Name! He bows the heavens and comes down. The earth smokes and shakes before His power. The mountains skip like rams and the little hills like lambs. Praise God’s great and awesome Name!”

There was more singing, clapping of hands, and shouting. After a while, the people gathered together into a large group. An Asian man stepped forward and faced the people.

“Brothers and Sisters,” he said, smiling radiantly, “isn’t our God great?”

“He is. Praise His Name! Blessed be the Lord our God!” a lady cried.

“Amen, sister,” he said. Turning to the rest of the group, he said, “We are blessed by our great God and Father. It is from Him that we receive blessings and goodness. It is He Who protects us and provides for us. We have nothing to fear regarding the future or the present. Right now, we are safe in God’s hands. We are safe and shall always be safe in God’s almighty hands. Let us now rest in Him and speak often one to another of His great goodness and love.”

Motioning toward Steve and his friends, the man said, “These four visitors God has sent our way will help us prepare for going to a city of refuge. That is what the Lord has shown me.”

____________________

"Sergey Speaks"

Sergey plopped some folded blankets and sheets down on a bed in a second-story bedroom, and a woman and her husband thanked him and began spreading them out. He opened the closet door again and drew out pillows, pillow cases, and some sleeping pads. It had been his late wife’s idea to help out orphans and poor people, and provide a place for them to stay. Sergey had saved up some money and used it to purchase a larger house to accommodate the needy people they planned on helping.

But, after his wife passed away in the car accident, Sergey didn’t feel like hosting people at his house. Instead, he closed up the rooms and tried to keep them as dust free as possible. He fought with depression and sought God, with more and more of a desire to know Him better.

After some time, he met a man named Alexei who had a deep love for God. They befriended each other, but Alexei moved away from the local area to start home evangelism in a town about an hour’s drive from Sergey’s village of Medvedski. Alexei then visited Medvedski several times to witness and conduct Bible studies while he rented someone’s basement bedroom.

But, Sergey kept his mouth shut and had no desire to witness to the people of his town. Everyone in Medvedski knew he was the former mayor, and he struggled with the thought that they might reject him if he openly shared his faith.

Now, it seemed that the new Russian government was going to crack down hard on anyone who shared their faith, if their faith was not officially approved by the new government. Sergey left the couple to prepare their room. He walked down the hallway to a bathroom at the end of the hall, off to the left. Closing the door, Sergey knelt down on the tile floor. In the dark, he cried out to God and told Him his deep concern.

“My son, Sergey,” Abba God said to his spirit and soul, “I am with you. Be not afraid. You are doing My will in hosting these guests. I shall provide for you and protect you through all trials that come your way. Soon, you will move on from this home, and you will be living in a city of refuge like your previous guests told you about.

“I will translate you there so you will not have to walk all that way. I shall be with you every step of the way, and My angelic hosts shall guard you each step you take. So, rest in Me. Now, I want you to call your new guests down into the lower portion of your house, and share with them a warning about the times ahead. Give them a message I will show you. I will be with you, My son. And, I the Lord your God and Abba Father have spoken.”

“Thank you, Abba,” Sergey said. “I will follow your guidance. Just give me the strength and courage I need, for I can only do it with you.”

“I will, My son,” Abba God said.

With that, Sergey picked himself up, reentered the hall, and said loudly, “Everyone, come down to the living room. I have something I need to share with you.”

At each bedroom door, a man or woman appeared. “What is it?” the closest man to him said from a bedroom entrance.

“I have a message and a prophecy about the future. Come down to the first floor.”

The people left their bedrooms and followed their generous host to the first floor. The parents found their children and brought them together in a group of about fifteen people, including the children. Sergey added some small logs to the pot belly stove to keep the fire going while he waited for the group to gather. Soon, everyone was present and looking at him, except for young children, who were playing with small toys. 

“My friends,” Sergey said, “I must tell you I am grateful to help you and assist you during these hard times in which we live, but I am called by my God to warn you of the future and how it will be harder for you to live. There will be natural and supernatural events that will shake this world and all of Russia. Nations will collapse into anarchy and war. Violence will increase.

“The book of Revelation speaks of great famines, great loss of life, fallen angels, wicked creatures, plagues, and pestilences. A man called the Beast will cause all the world to worship him, and if any refuses to worship him, they will be killed. I’m not making this up. The holy scriptures speak of these catastrophic events.

“We cannot be self-reliant. We must turn to God for our salvation. I’m not talking about going to a church or becoming a monk. I’m speaking about turning our lives over to Jesus Christ, who gave Himself for each of us, to save us, if we believe on His Name, and repent, and make Him our personal Savior and Lord.

“This is a personal choice for each one of us. We can either accept His free gift of salvation, paid for by this death and innocent blood, or we can reject Him and His free gift. The choice is up to us. But, I implore you that you make Jesus Christ your personal Savior and Lord, and that you choose to depend on Jesus to help you forsake sin.

“He will help you if you look to Him. There is a cost of being a follower of Christ. But, the reward is infinitely great. Right now, you will be able to experience God first hand, and you will live forever in Heaven, a glorious paradise beyond human words to describe.”

“Excuse me,” a man said. “You mentioned that there will be a cost for following Christ. What is it?”

Sergey replied, “It is nothing compared to His presence now on earth and eternal life. But, the cost is that you willingly deny yourself, be willing to suffer persecution for His sake, and follow where Jesus leads you to go, and what He leads you to do. But, I am telling you, it is worth it.

“God cannot let sinners enter Heaven because sin would corrupt Heaven, and sinners would not be happy there because Heaven is about worshiping God and enjoying His presence, just as it is on earth, for a Christian. But, Heaven will be infinitely better.”

“So, what happens to those who don’t make it to Heaven?” a lady asked.

“The only place one could go when he dies, if he does not know Jesus, is a placed called Hell. It is a terrible place that you do not want to go to. There is no peace there and only torment and pain. And, it is forever. You don’t want to go there. So, please don’t reject what I say to you.”

“I’d like think about it more,” a man nearby said.

While Sergey was engaged in conversation with the people, one of the men slipped out a side door near the kitchen. Vasily glanced behind him to see if he was being followed. Seeing no one was present, he walked down the graveled street about a block. Once he was some distance from the house, he pulled out a cell phone from a pocket. It was a low-cost phone that was provided by the government. He dialed a number and waited.

After some time, a voice spoke through his phone: “Hello, this is Alexander.”

“Alexander, this is Vasily.”

“How are things going for you? I heard you lost your job,” Alexander said.

“I did. But, I am staying with a man who is someone you might be interested in, since you work for the Department of Religious Affairs.”

“What is his name and who is he?” Alexander asked.

“He is a non-conformist Christian. His name is Sergey Ulanov. I know him from way back. Listen, he just had a witnessing or evangelistic time in his home. A couple families and their friends are staying with Mr. Ulanov since their homes have burnt down. He gave them the Gospel message that Baptists, Methodists, and Pentecostals preach.” (See "Footnote.")

A pause lasted for a several seconds on the phone. Then, Alexander said, “Vasily, I need you to do a favor for me.”

“I’ll do anything for you, my friend,” Vasily said eagerly.

____________________


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(If you would like to know more about Jesus Christ, click here.)

[Footnote: Russians are not the enemy, neither are the Chinese or North Koreans. They are people just like you and me. But, God will use Russia and China to judge wicked nations, which will not repent from their rebellion against Him. And, the devil will seek to stir up men to persecute the Church. But, God will deliver all who seek Him and trust in Him.]


(Note: All human characters in this story are fictional. But, Jesus Christ is truly real and is the living God. And, the devil is real and seeks to devour whom he may. This is simply a novel with prophetic messages from God, and is based on truth God has shown me. I encourage you to seek God about this story to see what He will show you.) 




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