Revelation 1301- 1350
Revelation 1301
In the Year 2011
Sunday, 1 January 2011 – 17:50
Judith de Beer
O Elohim, the peoples are laying, so traumatised, wounded – yes, so severely injured. All around the big cities, the nations are besieged by their enemy. So much distress and misery increases daily – yes, more and more. About the world’s future, only bad news is prophesied. Yes, also the holy of holies are so humiliated, trampled, injured – while Raca now rules over them brutally, defyingly, triumphantly.
Please O God, save Your property from the paws of the lion and the bear. In the year 2011, the nations will, in deterioration, have much to endure. But in their many lost chances, they would not be able to protest. So many warnings have been prophesied so often. They refused to turn their back on sin and this wicked world, but they whore and row, interbreed and sodomise.
So the days are getting shorter quickly, while the world is spinning faster. While the One World Order is forced blatantly on all the nations, a unified police force begins to march manipulatively over the world. While the hand of the antichrist rules alarmingly but short, even the liberal Afrikaner begins to desire God’s instructions. Yet, with time of grace already gone, it is futile to try.
In the year of 2011, because of the decline, they have to forego so many conveniences. While army boots marches on marching music, all over the world, man will realise how fatally they have fantasised over the future. So many fearsome earthquakes will tear open the earth. So many disturbed weather patterns will triumph over the earth. Exchange rate and finances will finally be overturned.
Yes, too late, for ever too late for mankind to learn to be better, also too late to turn their back on a wicked world system. Yes, also too late to flatteringly honour God with praises and song. Thus the whole of humanity will finally loose in 2011, control over everything.
Revelation 1302
Only My Heart and My Love
Sunday, 2 January 2011 – 15:45
Judith de Beer
Oh my God, there is nothing I can do, offer or bring You. Oh why do I feel in my love so hopelessly insignificant. So eagerly I want to stand with your angels in a circle, yes, together with crowds of heavenly spheres, so dearly sing Your eternal praise. Yes, in glorious bliss I want to call out jubilantly, exuberantly – Hosanna-hosanna I want to exclaim in my song dedicated to You.
Yes, thus I want to rejoice and sing while I frisk toward your dwelling – in the refrain of my melody, confess my love for You in whispering. As a bride I want to come near, stretching out my hand for the wedding ring. Boldly to proclaim, there is only One – Elohim, my Love. During my earthly life He stands by me in my refining, therefore I want so dearly, so dearly, to bring You something precious. But my God, there is nothing I can do or bring to You !
Therefore in my love, I feel so hopeless, so extremely insignificant, while the word of my song dies in sorrowful remorse. In my song of lamentation I weep and say: look, Oh God, I am too insignificant, I am too sinful to stand in the circle of the heavenly hosts. While I remorsefully wring my hands in prayer before You – my only possession, my heart, I will now bring unto You.
Boldly I ask: I want to live with You, yes, in Your eternal dwelling. I know You love me – You brought Yourself to the sinners. Therefore my song of lamentation will again revive in song of praise – to angels I exclaim: take me with to bring honour – jubilantly I will sing hosanna in my song offered up to God. Oh my God, there is something, yes something that I can offer You: it is my heart and also my love, that will forever sing You praise.
Revelation 1303
2011, the Year of Blood
Tuesday Night, 4 January 2011
Judith de Beer
In a night vision I see rivers of blood winding through continents and countries. I hear a Voice saying: 2011 is a year of blood and the murder of the Palestinian politician is the first of more assassinations that will follow elsewhere in the world. Then a droning voice begins to sing monotonously: yes, in the year of blood many will perish in unrest, war, pestilences and cataclysms. A second voice chimed in, singing: Yes, with cholera, stomach fever, avian flu and malaria, many nations will be infested. Then the first voice sings again: look, on the sun are sun-flares exploding in heat-waves on the earth. Yes, things are getting tough on man – the earth rotates quicker and tectonic plates loosen, releasing earth gasses from within, taking the lives of birds, animals, also fish.
Revelation 1304
The Last Road of Choice
Thursday, 6 January 2011 – 16:45
Judith de Beer
The Last Road have forked into two – broad and narrow, good and evil, torn apart.
On the broad way the world is proceeding intently – dancing, laughing, buying and selling – all in search of happiness. On the narrow way a few walks, bent under a cross. They carry a heavy load, but determinedly they press forward in the yoke.
The Road of Choice now forked into two. Narrow and broad, good and evil, like a fork in the trunk of a tree. On the Broad way no one wants to align themselves to God’s will, no warning of judgement frightens them anymore. A few follows the Narrow road while time is dangerously ticking. They know at the end of their road, happiness awaits.
So the last road have forked for the last time into two. Narrow and broad, evil and good, torn apart. On the Broad way, they so happily march on to hell. There awaits the antichrist – neither black, neither white, perhaps a Turk. On the Narrow way is a few, quickening their pace, while they desperately try to pull loved ones from the Broad way.
Yes, the end time road finally forked into two. Between Narrow and Broad, heaven or hell, broken in the middle. On the Broad way where they all want to adapt to Satan’s will, the end-time barometer’s mercury rises and falls dangerously. Oh, the Narrow way where a few swallow with difficulty on persecution – yet they know, at the end, happiness awaits.
Revelation 1305
Hairy the Moon, the Sun as Blood
Friday, 7 January 2011 – 12:00
Judith de Beer
Look, the sun goes down in the West, so red the glow. Hairy as a bag is the moon, speeding. Who would ever have suspected the following – in the year of death, it rains toxic blood. Yes, in the year of judgement, Hades wants his goods – but the upright ones keeps good courage.
Look, the sun sets in the West, so red the glow. Look, a third of the sea becomes pure blood. Also comes hail and fire – everything becomes blood. The trees and grass are dying too, people exclaims: even the waters is sweet no more. Wormwood, bitter the water … also man now has to greet.
Look, the sun sets in the West, so red the glow. In judgement is prepared God’s own painting canvas. Hairy as a bag is the full moon moving speedily. In contamination of the air, the atmosphere becomes as black as soot. Toxic gasses in the air, everywhere man coughs up blood; weather conditions so violent, extreme.
The sun rises in the East, so red the glow – still earthquakes makes cities and towns disappear. Giant tsunamis racing overland – look, in this year, the judgement year of much blood, man stands embarrassed, hat in the hand.
The sun shines red as blood in the middle of the day. A world, in denial, did not want to suspect this – yes, in this year, the judgement year of much blood. The Nile and also the Amazon red as blood – while death takes a cruel toll in nature, man stands embarrassed, the hat now in the hand.
The sun shines in the middle of the day, red as blood – in the year of death, everywhere it rains toxic blood. In a world refusing to acknowledge, to suspect – yes, in cruel judgement, death claims all it’s goods. But in this time, the upright ones keeps up their good faith, while nature, man and animal pays for disturbed orders.
Revelation 1306
Political Assassination
Sunday, 9 January 2011 – 10:00
Judith de Beer
In the year of revenge and blood, a judge-politician knew or suspected nothing – and bitter revenge is cruelly fed again. In revolt the radicals furiously reacts. Back to the wall, they courageously stand. So in 2011, blood is powerfully shed.
In the year of blood, faces become surly. Those who are wronged say: in the government the thief resides – look, we are so sorrowful in our suffering. The law and order is now trumped. In distress, the people are treated gruffly. In rude revenge the politician is killed.
In revenge and blood, loud cries arise. In misery and poverty we are not fed. But the government officials live in abundance. We are fed with an abundance of law and taxes, our lust for revenge is only fed with blood.
The radicals exclaim: we had enough ! Under politics we suffered for too long, yes, toiled in blood-sweat from early till late. Yet, nothing is added to our future. Our blood is ploughed in cruelly for survival. Fuelled by hate our words now are spewed.
It is the year 2011, a year of bloody rivers – therefore listen to the widespread call of the executioner. With the back to the wall, courage stands tall. An assassination not anticipated, they’re paying cruelly with their lives.
Revelation 1307
The Big Powers’ Control
Sunday, 9 January 2011 – 19:52
Judith de Beer
Over so many peoples and nations, the command sounds starkly: For faith, people and homeland, so it goes – to relentlessly kill the enemy, yes the enemy. Soldiers are summoned, they leave their parent’s homes to dwell in death on behalf of the great powers.
Their youthful future, their days, are already counted. In the matrix of automation, nobody may upset them. For so many years, man was told the following – of populations and human rights that are all in unity. War, orchestrated through powers, issues the command – to relentlessly kill the enemy, yes the enemy. All over the planet, a strenuous hell of war ignites. In many terrible blasts, millions die of shrapnel. Yet, man is not allowed to be upset – it is governments’ command that they should die.
Revelation 1308
Furious Storms
Sunday, 9 January 2011
Judith de Beer
In a vision I see future storms so fierce that infrastructures gives way under it. Then people are completely exposed to the elements. These conditions are so terrible that especially older people and young children literally drown because of the overload of humidity they breathe.
Revelation 1309
Her Unique Story
Monday, 10 January 2011 – 08:20
Judith de Beer
The earth is calling: listen, my inhabitants, to my unique story – to my song of praise and sorrow, spiralling through eternity. A story told in human language, also of plant- and animal kingdoms. Yes, a story of a planet with phenomenal successes. In every century and time-frame I managed to accurately reach my goals. Triumphant in my orbit, my failure was minimal. From Mercurius to Pluto, the planets admire my potential, while dead heavenly bodies sneers jealously over my fertility. Although so small, I feel even towards the suns so social now. Out of all the material worlds, Elohim descended upon me. So who is there still, who wants to insinuate that I am so insignificant and dull.
The earth is calling: listen, my inhabitants, to my unique story – to my song of praise and sorrow, spiralling through eternity. Yes, my song of lamentation about my inhabitants who could fail their Elohim so miserably. Through millennia, spiritually crippled, most of them was terminal. They devour each other – I often find in them, the cannibal. Yes, tribes, nations and people fight in banal blood-lust. They tear open my surface after gold and much steel. Having Mammon as their god, they have no respect, they live in excessive royalty – while mineral-, animal- and plant kingdom have to pay so dearly. Even my seas gets pillaged, yes everything gets removed inconsiderately. They tear me apart, in all my minerals they only see potential.
The earth is calling: listen, my inhabitants, to my unique story – to my song of praise and sorrow, spiralling through eternity. In my orbit I was true, took it from year to year. Turning on my own axis, with my moon circling so lovingly around me. While I’m steeling myself for the end of another period, so many heavenly bodies from sun to sun stand in a straight line. The Red Dragon is whipping at me with its tail so brutally, while so many inhabitants stand before God without any potential. But a few will be taken from this wicked world. For a new period I am being prepared, yes, with brand new potential. Yes, so that the New Jerusalem can descend onto my surface.
The earth is calling: listen, my inhabitants, to my exceptional story – to my song of praise and sorrow, spiralling through eternity. A tale translated into the language of sun, moon, planets and meteorites.
Revelation 1310
The illusion of Progression
Friday, 14 January 2011 – 18:15
Judith de Beer
Oh World, you who wanted to fantasise about your progression – you have defied God, yes provoked Him with your abominations. To the expense of your earth, you patented all your inventions. As an unsatisfied polyp you treated yourself on everything, while you ruin your planet in every region, every terrain. With your churches catechising humanity into the lie, you’ve learned to murmur against God’s law.
Oh World, you who can so fantasise over your progression – every sin, every abomination, you have tried so blatantly while you openly opposed your Elohim in everything. You have prided yourself against heaven with slanderous speech, you have exerted yourself to let evil triumph over Good. Yes, the Pure Truth you transformed into lies – you have taught many to communicate with the sound of money.
Oh World, you who can so fantasise over your progression, while you are posing as the cheapest whore before Satan. You let everybody believe that it is money that makes the world go round, while your false prophets prophesies nonsense and false peace of mind. Prideful you step forward as a commander in chief, to make all your inhabitants stand in aversion against God.
Oh World, you who can so fantasise over your progression, to transform yourself from dung to a great god. Look, your whole surface is brutally upturned. Water, ice and fire descends in Godly wrath upon you, while your earth is going to tear herself open to defy you. Are you now going to pathetically attempt to regroup yourself ? O, woe – there you stand, blinded by your headache.
O World, you who can so fantasise over your progression, you are transformed into total, world-wide decline. As eternal judgement Elohim is sending His Nazarene. Harsh prophesies are uttered to your demise. Yes, through so many cataclysms you will now be visited – to your destruction, Sion will communicate in Truth. For long enough you have dominated earth and humanity.
Revelation 1311
A Red Atmosphere
Friday night, 14 January 2011
Judith de Beer
In a vision I see smoke coming from the ground. I wanted to know what is burning. A Voice answers: This is not smoke, but steam. Look, for long enough humanity has seeped in sin, therefore it is time for judgement to show herself. Soon the atmosphere will be crowned with red – man will again be sneered at by a volcano.
Revelation 1312
Corpses All Over
Saturday, 15 January 2011 – 02:00
Judith de Beer
In a repeated vision I neglected to write down, I see people lying dead in their beds, with no apparent cause. Then I saw corpses among people in trains, on buses and in aeroplanes, business centres – yes, almost everywhere, unexplained.
Revelation 1313
A Desperate Flight
Saturday night, 15 15 January 2011
Judith de Beer
In a night vision, I see refugees fleeing desperately away from huge danger, to the mountains and desolate places. In their flight, they loot everything edible or useful. I see some of the refugees reaching out to people on the road to try and warn them about upcoming danger. They try to convince them to join them in their flight, but the people are half-hearted and apathetic.
Revelation 1314
Failed Transformations
Sunday, 16 January 2011 – 15:00
Judith de Beer
To assert themselves, a World Order pushes for transformations. World-populations affirm these like reciting parrots. They call: one for all and all for one, we make it basic. Because of Bileam’s Teaching, mongrels are created in One Order rehabilitations. The earth sighs, saying: on my surface now live these monsters. Yes, she calls, asking: where is the diversity of nations ? She alleges: there is no potential, in these grey populations.
To assert themselves, the Freemasons call for transformations. So a One World Order is deluding humanity with manyfold nitty-gritty detail. On every level of material existence, they offer a multitude of options, but from sanitary infrastructure, oozes the stench of leakages. Fancy suburbs are also transformed into neglected ruins. Rude reign of terror finds it’s way from the ghetto’s (informal settlements) – now standing aggressively before the governments, the last generations.
To assert themselves, principalities now call for transformations. Populations should assemble for educational consultations – yet, all their demonstrations ends up in failure after failure. In a call for responsibility, appointments end up cancelled. Without a vision for the future, populations become malicious. The big powers themselves face huge confrontations. The earth rumbles with the vibrating thumping of feet of the masses.
To assert themselves, the powers call for transformations, as an example for all, South Africa is used as demonstration. Out of the big abominable interbreeding emerges useless monstrosities. Heaven decides – no further generations will come from these – so the rider on the pale horse bring, through death, eternal sterilisation. Cataclysm, unrest, pest and plague becomes extremely dramatic – so this is the end result of a One World Order’s transformations.
Revelation 1315
Well-spoken, Soulful, always Classical
Sunday, 16 January 2011 – 17:30
Judith de Beer
From Psalms sound the sweetest music,
but Proverbs whispers the lyric.
So revelations warns in rhetoric –
Yes, the Word of God stays Classic.
Keep in this way active, the spirit of Wisdom.
Ask for more insight, always if you please.
Never inconvenience anyone in selfishness,
always love your brother in everything.
From Psalm sound the sweetest music,
but Proverbs whispers the lyric.
So revelations warns in rhetoric –
Yes, the Word of God stays a Classic.
Stand steadfast, conservative –
do not let fear inconvenience you ever.
Against the lie, always be negative,
but rejoice with the Truth, so positive.
From Psalm sound the sweetest music,
but Proverbs whispers the lyric.
So revelations warns in rhetoric –
Yes, the Word of God stays Classic.
Stand therefore for your God, actively,
even if life treats you really badly.
Never hold a grudge against your brother,
look, God comes unexpectedly, like a robber.
From Psalm sound the sweetest music,
but Proverbs whispers the lyric.
So revelations warns in rhetoric –
Yes, the Word of God stays Classic.
Revelation 1316
False Prophets and Churches
Monday, 17 January 2011 – 24:00
Judith de Beer
From churches and cathedrals, is spoken in many languages – telling about mountains and valleys, of wisdom far above corals. In rebuke the stripes are rude, sin the cause of disorders. A false circle of prophets is telling it’s tales, talking of one flock in God’s fold. The prideful me hoisted up high, masses are lured into packed halls. There they speak in multiple languages – in this end-time, everyone is preaching with gusto.
Revelation 1317
Two Primeval Friends
Tuesday, 18 January 2011 – 14:00
Judith de Beer
An angel jovially receives in his sphere, a primeval friend. He invites him in, beckons him to have a look at his journal. It has become time for the world to pay their debt. Yes, the whore of Babylon have failed all her followers – rude her judgement approaches, so cruel. Look, the kings and big ones stand there, coloured ashen. The spirit of unity had absolutely no potential.
An angel receives in his sphere a human so astral. Between matter and Spirit, the channel has been opened. In this visit, their conversation proceeds without restraint – they discuss a task, colossal in magnitude. While fear is descending upon peoples and nations, humanity is realising all their attempts were fatal. World-wide everybody stands exposed, nude and bare.
An angel and a man stand united, while the Spirit open reveals itself in the man. From space speeds an Eagle pair, from their position the poles are shifting, also the equator. Somebody is calling: the mother of abominations have had her birthday – look at the merchants, travelling sea and the sky. They will look on, shattered, staring at Mammon’s eternal destruction.
So two primeval friends stand together in matter and spirit. The angel stands astonished at man’s comments, telling: from the rich merchant to the poor beggar, almost no one is dependable any more. Look at the cities, what is there that man has not gathered While they frolic, just like pigs, in all kinds of abomination, they were unable to preserve Elohim’s Truth.
A man receives in his sphere an angelic friend now so royally. He says: my soul and spirit now also have the ability of your potential. Therefore, in my language, God’s judgements becomes equally brutal. While I am also going to sneer over Babylon’s fall, so heaven and earth become one in the language of judgement. While the Grey horse gathers his billions for death – bankers, great ones, kings, all stand pale.
Revelation 1318
Raca the Damoen
Wednesday, 19 January 2011 – 17:49
Judith de Beer
Up in Africa, in green yet barren Cameroon – from there rules Raca, his first name: Damoen. Yes, he is Damoen – he reconciled himself with the devil. In every region of Africa, he easily changes his form.
He jumps around with his crooked foot and only one shoe. At dark moon he eats his food in the colour vermilion. In diabolic blood ritual he catches a stark white turkey. He mixes it with soot, also South African abalone.
He casts his bones and a grass green emerald marble. Not caring to conceal his hatred for the white race, he diabolically begins to curse and condemn the light – for dark Africa have to do his works in the night. Cunningly he pretends to reconcile with the West, while he have to struggle to conceal his hatred for them – he cunningly puts a designer’s shoe on his crooked foot. While all his indunas reconciles beyond the equator, only a handful stands against them, only a few million. The Damoen’s black power’s impi’s are far more than a billion.
From Africa, from a green yet barren Cameroon, to far down South – there lives Raca, the Damoen.
Revelation 1319
The Very Last Link
Thursday, 20 January 2011 – 12:44
Judith de Beer
Long ago, a lie has been converted to a false truth. This way, an ancient handbook became just an old worn-out fable. Through it speaks a fantasy called Babylon – to the demise and fall of a world, an enormous debacle.
So very importantly so many knights gathers at a round table. For many royal houses, the Freemasons becomes the link. Everywhere they enforce many man-made laws. In blasphemy, Elohim is converted into Mammon. This way the nations are overcome with manipulation – all over the world, a One World Order’s flame burns brightly. From the Vatican comes the stutters of a very dumb pope, while his churches chatter abominable lies as truth – a world is heading towards the worst ever, last debacle.
Soon, in Egypt a very high date (Moebarak) will fall, this can result in war between Israel and Gaza. In this time, Sion turns herself to her own Great Oracle. Between heaven and earth, she remains the very last link.
Revelation 1320
The Angel of Death Visits
Friday, 21 January 2011 – 12:39
Judith de Beer
Heavenly beings bring their holy visit to a country. They laugh about the stupidity they did not expect. With a feeble-minded intelligence, investigating everything, a visitation is brought violently to the weakest, a sleeping dog, that did not suspect anything, is brutally searched for dangerous fleas. They force so many insecure people into a corner – they wonder: what are they really after ? They are aroused, want to investigate for themselves. World-wide they sense a smelly rat – with new fervour they research the big book.
Heavenly beings brings their holy visit to a country. They are dumbfounded about the foolishness they never suspected. About a feeble-minded intelligence, investigating everything, desperately clinging to the leftovers of a cake. For too long God has been underestimated and openly tempted Over this poor intelligence lurks an enormous curse. An angel of death will bring a brutal visit to their homes – soon many will wish that they never tempted God.
Revelation 1321
Tribute to the Holy Ones
Friday, 21 January 2011 – 15:20
Judith de Beer
So many deceased ones daily pacing the road to Hades. Yes, every soul is meticulously searched. In heaven a tribute is solemnly made to all the martyrs who died so violently for their cause. But in Sheol’s ominous dark, obscure, ghostly kingdom – with the lake of fire to the side – the marsh of decaying sludge, awaits and beckons, grimacing, a skull in the kingdom of death, for the murderer at who’s hand a holy one would succumb.
So many deceased ones daily pacing the road to Hades, while so many looks longingly, yet in vain, to heaven’s gate. They so desperately want to pay their tribute to God, they yearningly wish they have enriched their soul with the good. But, under lashings of demons, they have to march on. They completely misjudged themselves with life, they’ve overlooked. Oh how they wish that this dark night would pass. But, to their hands cling the blood of a holy one’s corpse.
So many deceased ones daily pacing the road to Hades. Languishing, they hope they find themselves in only temporary imagination. While they desperately, longing for help, look at precious life. Scornfully death is laughing from the ghostly realm. From heaven is brought only tribute – to all the martyrs who died so violently for their cause. The gates of the heavenly kingdom open welcoming, while their names shine in golden letters right up above.
Revelation 1322
Devoid of Free Will under Illuminati Control
Saturday, 22 January 2011 – 90:00 Judith de Beer
At the end of a period, yes the very last of time, the whole world feel caught in a cul-de-sac. So the mass-soul is sold out to the One World Order. With empty eyes, most of them are stripped of all good hope. World-wide, humanity is robbed of their free will. In bitter despair the masses are enclosed. Let then God’s water run over God’s acre. The false philanthropist – the antichrist – has his fold wide open, while the masses with the dead eyes just want to keep on buying and selling.
At the end of the period, yes the very last of time, people are muddling onward with feet as heavy as lead. At the end of their lives death awaits, stripped of their free will they stand bared with an empty soul. With the fall of a dice they were relentlessly raffled. Yes the free will stand under the paw of the mark of the beast, with so many soul-less masses now belonging to Satan. Loud the whip is lashing, the crack thunders all over. Marching on for the great despot, everyone yields. Tragically they stomps forward toward their mass grave – a world-ditch – to the land of Hades, without free will, to the region of no-man’s-land.
At the end of a period, yes the very last of time, with own will pawned, the Illuminati proclaims it’s own law. Nothing left of any Good, yes everything so filthy and putrid. Listen to the sorrowful accompaniment of a single tenor. In vain the en masse song of lamentation, man’s sorrowful choir, while the One World Police Force murders everything in sight. Mining proceeds relentlessly on behalf of the rich, while the masses weep over an ever lost free will.
At the end of a period, yes the very last of time, planet earth becomes cruel, yes hostile abode. Ripe but evil fruit belongs in harvest to Satan – abominable the vocabulary, impossible to articulate. A world, yes, belonging now as slaves to Satan – any free will still found here and there is raped in cruel murder.
Before God, so, the works of this world becomes unbearable – yet, a handful are sealed and stays hidden – yes, God’s own kind. Where the Godly free will belongs to the elect, where Elohim’s Good Water flows over His Good acres – the promise of a new Kingdom of Peace, is stored in their hearts.
Revelation 1323
In rhythm and sound
Sunday, 23 January 2011 – 10:00
Judith de Beer
In rhythm and sound, frequency and song – reaches out to the unseen – the human urge.
In rhythm and sound, frequency and song – homo sapiens longing for love and God.
In rhythm and sound, frequency and song – emotional sound waves caught in space.
In rhythmic sound, frequency and song – victims caught in fear of a genocide.
In the sound of drums with barbaric droning song – the minority stand lost, alone, in fear.
In the sound of mobile phone a monotone song – a death-message received all over the country.
In liberal sound the World Order’s song – so many idiots caught in suicidal urges.
In enthusing sound, monotone church song – reconciliation turns a servile cheek to all.
In the thunder of hoofs, the rhythmic seizure of sound – a Grey-horse straining at his bit.
A dying melody, caught in mourning song – a bloody sword hanging over a nation.
In lovely heavenly sound, frequency and song – the Song of Sion, longing for her Elohim.
Yes, in rhythm and sound, frequency and song – human longing stretches out to Elohim and eternity.
Revelation 1324
An Old Covenant in the Last Hour
Monday, 24 January 2011 – 17:30
Judith de Beer
Oh Abba Father, You are the Elohim of the present, the future as well as the past. You are the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, who honours and old covenant despite a rebellious and obstinate people. You are the God of Israel who visits the fathers to the children, in order to teach the next generations to love their God for ever; to respect and to honour Him. Your are Elohim the Creator, forming solar systems, yes the totality of everything according to Your discretion and hand, without any being teaching or barring You in your decision.
Oh Abba Father, You let the sun rise in the East, only to return in the evening in the West. Only on your command, the planets began rotating and so the gears of time are controlled only by Your Will. Oh, Eternal, Inaccessible Light, triumphing eternally over darkness, You left nothing untouched to come teach insignificant man about Love. Yes, by means of prophets You communicated with them. As King Melchizedek, You once came to teach man Yourself. Also later, as the Son of man, you returned with so much Love and humbleness to them. Oh God, You died on a cross in order to personally triumph through Your death, over darkness, and for three days You have turned Hell upside down, so that Your Beaming Light could triumph over darkness.
Oh Abba Father, You are the Elohim of the future, the present as well as the past. You are the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, who honours and old covenant for an abomination offspring. In the closing stages of this period, You have tried everything – for the sake of Israel, but in their love for a lost world, they keep retreating from You, to where they will, for unimaginable time, mourn in vain in Hades. So You turned over the hourglass for the very last time. But look, there is but a handful, standing for the new Jerusalem, whom You Yourself nominated for the New Jerusalem – the last link in the chronicles of Jacob, yes, the cultivated olive branch, whom You will graft into the Tree of Life.
Revelation 1325
Tribulation and Redemption
Tuesday, 25 January 2011 – 18:04
Judith de Beer
Like a philharmonic orchestra with the heavy compositions of Bach,
where appreciation lack in an audience without the necessary respect.
Like a naked winter – defenceless without it’s summer’s coat,
so ominous without the moon – displaying the dark night.
Like a worthless piece of cloth, flapping proudly as a country flag.
Like cakes, cheaply decorated – many churches stand in their splendour,
Like any temple of idolatry, in them, there is now wondrous power.
Like a shooting star in heavenly space, in its eternal watch,
like a people calling in vain after unity and harmony.
Like deer fleeing defencelessly in the unilateral hunt,
like a pure virgin, moaning in humiliation, in the rape.
Like a sob at a graveside, devoid of happy laughter,
like the silence after the chaos of a huge earthquake’s destruction.
Like a failed harvest, ashamed of its inferior, meagre crop,
like a white man in South Africa who can go nowhere with his complaint.
Nobody is listening to the multitude of statistics in the report,
yes, like a population having no expectation of the future any more.
Right to property is changed into useless, worthless lease,
broken is the courage of a people, waiting desperately on God.
Like bridesmaids having to wait for too long on the Bridegroom,
changing their bridal garments for sombre camphor and mourning garb –
flirting with death, asking nicely: just come to get us tenderly.
But as a servant waiting truthfully on his Master’s coming,
knowing without a doubt – God is coming on His promised, glorious day.
Yes, like the deafening crack of thunder and lightning,
Elohim will come for His truthful ones, unexpectedly as a thief in the night.
His elect are filled with unbelievable, Godly power,
while an immense judgement awaits a rotten humanity and world.
Revelation 1326
Raca’s Emotion
Wednesday, 26 January 2011 – 13:00
Judith de Beer
Ducking and hobbling – it’s Raca sneaking there,
like a wounded hare, he rushes to a hole
to go hide from his emotion there –
Who would have guessed that Raca could cry like that.
Ducking and hobbling – it’s Raca sneaking there,
while crawling and lamenting in the dust.
His affliction he so badly want to turn into rage,
he desire to defile the earth with much blood now.
Ducking and hobbling – it’s Raca sneaking there,
over an elderly crawling towards a dark gully.
Yes, Raca is crying, hiding from emotion –
he is preparing himself to drink blood in revenge.
Revelation 1327
A Vision about England
Wednesday night, 26 January 2011
Judith de Beer
In a dream vision, my son and I is standing in England, while everybody is eagerly busy dressing themselves for a feast. Involuntarily I think that it might possibly be for prince William’s wedding. Suddenly, an incomparable, deafening crack sounds, giving the idea of a comet hitting the earth, or a tectonic plate collapsing – even the momentary thought of a nuclear bomb is not impossible. Then England begin to sink and I find myself suddenly on the open sea, with the little piece of land still below me, also beginning to crumble. This vision was extremely traumatic, even though I do realise that it might have a possible spiritual connotation.
Revelation 1328
Worthless at their own hand
Saturday, 29 January 2011 – 10:08
Judith de Beer
A perfect being lands on a planet which are to be Elohim’s footstool. Yes, an angel opens his mouth and calls with a big voice: in heaven and also on earth, I saw everything – from the beginning to the end; in the zodiac I saw that Elohim would spare no effort in Love and Grace for man. The angel is calling: I saw how heaven’s highest expectation became the deepest disappointment for those who would inhabit hell as their home. An angel is calling with a loud, mournful voice: I have seen a Holy people – supposed to serve as the Adam over Elohim’s creation – how they degenerate into an egoistic, self-centred people. Coquettish to the expense of their own, yet to the benefit of worldly gain, they serve their overlord, cringing. I saw how Elohim spat them out, to the last, rotten crumb, in a God-forsaken condition. Yes, worthless at their own hand, completely spent. A seraph opens his mouth to call out in a loud voice: in heaven and in earth I saw everything – from beginning to the end, all under the zodiac. Yet, from a world-wide harvest, I saw only a handful good seed sprout onto eternally active heavenly service.
Revelation 1329
A Pitch-black Cloak for February
Saturday, 29 January 2011 – 12:00
Judith de Beer
In the year of blood, world-wide revenge ignites
with the beginning of the second month of twenty-eleven.
Yes, February will exclaim in sorrow in every region –
While all over the world, a cruel blood-lust will break out.
A false peace will gainsay itself,
the politician will plead for mercy, in vain –
while nobody wants to do introspection,
the last of neighbourly love will cease to exist everywhere now.
In the year of blood, where decay will raise its head
it is now the beginning of the second month of twenty-eleven.
While the world will experience more intense cataclysms –
flood, mud-slides and earthquake will be in full swing.
While the bitter-sweet stench of death will hang over all,
the sun will look crooked behind volcanic ash.
While pestilences will weave itself through water and air,
death approaches, yes, on the wings of many birds.
While the second month makes multitudes to shudder with anxiety,
many is calling anxiously: what is waiting under the token of the Cancer ?
In the year of blood where decline will raise it’s head –
where peoples and nations will demand aggressively from their governments.
While humanity is bowing even deeper under so much sorrow.
A false measure of peace is meted out for them,
through so much misery and chaos, death is getting it’s grip on them.
With famine staring at them – soon there will be too little to eat,
the month of February is girded with a pitch-black cloak –
while peoples and nations weep in vain because of so much sorrow.
Revelation 1330
Something to Think About
Sunday, 30 January 2011 – 13:00
Judith de Beer
Who is there who can stare into the sun with open eyes,
who is there who is competent to calculate the last hour.
Who is there who can rent out God’s service as a false prophet,
who is there who can think he is on the angel Gabriel’s level.
Who exist that would ever understand every way of nature,
who of humanity can understand the writing against the wall.
Who is there who can endure the face of the Leviathan,
who wants to claim that it was only a freak of nature.
Who can imagine he is able to present a cure,
who think he can rid man of sin.
Who is there who want to manage Elohim’s affairs on His behalf,
who is there who wants to glaze the Truth with the lie.
Who sent Elijah to earth with a pure assignment,
Who’s words are burning there from His tongue, as hot fire –
who is there who can endure the great judgement of Elohim.
Who is there who can stare into the sun with open eyes,
no one but Elohim can calculate this period’s last hour.
So all the false prophets will have to endure their own judgements,
there is no man who understands the law of nature.
Only a humble of heart will understand the writing against the wall,
only a pure angel can endure the face of the Leviathan.
By God’s will, the dragon is captured – in its enormous nature.
Only the perfectly born again is Gabriel’s peer.
All those wanting to speak falsely, wants to manage God’s affairs for Him.
A false Babylon with a false teaching, propagates a false cure.
All who judge, want to hard-handed scrub others clean.
Every false prophet proudly tries to glaze his own lies.
Elohim sent Elijah three times to the earth with a mission,
Elohim’s Word is burning from His tongue, as a glowing fire.
No one under Elohim’s sun can endure God’s judgement –
Yes, there is no one who can stare into the sun with open eyes.
Revelation 1331
A vision about the Warlike
Sunday night, 30 January 2011
Judith de Beer
In a night vision I see a king who’s head rolls – then his body also falls. Beside his corpse, a hideous jester is laughing hysterically. From the king’s neck, squirt streams of blood, which flow in different directions, then changes into deadly poisonous snakes, beginning to war among each other.
Revelation 1332
Enormous Accidents Everywhere
Monday, 31 January 2011 – 07:00
Judith de Beer
In a vision I see enormous heaps of crooked metals laying around – among which wrecks of aeroplanes, trains, buses and ships. I hear a voice saying that there awaits terrible accidents in the air as well as on land and in the sea. Because of the chaotic circumstances on earth, it becomes troublesome to travel.
Revelation 1333
Fuel Scarcity
Monday, 31 January 2011 -07:00
Judith de Beer
In a vision I see huge crowds of people standing around perplexed, holding fuel cans. I hear a voice asking: Is it again the East, or is it again the West at its best ?
Revelation 1334
Keep Courage and Lift up your Heads
Monday, 31 January 2011 – 21:20
Judith de Beer
A voice desperately calling: have you heard ?
Disaster upon disaster, what is left of the future.
Fear upon fear, choking humanity,
with the fatal question: who is going to be murdered next ?
Unrest upon unrest, coming in double portion.
Polluted water – let go of the chlorine,
progression bewitching everything to destruction.
With infrastructure derailing day by day,
many animals losing their life without reason.
A world without hope, everything feel squalid –
with unrest raising it’s head in the land of ivory.
So many murdering, man is the carnivore.
Raca is hunting, he remains on the track of the prey –
controlled by fear – he has already lost so much.
With a yes-vote, the lie is promised to the voters –
a people toiling for a lifeless future.
Machinery cleaving open a most beautiful country,
with the planet bereaved of so many precious treasures –
with an earth shuddering, shaking under catastrophe.
A people completely extinguished in their patriotism,
with congregations blind and deaf to Light and Truth.
Lips trying to praise Elohim, devoid of love.
Satan is robbing millions of souls unscrupulously
with a wickedness that will behead itself in the end.
With angels calling out hopefully: make God your Head,
with a Word desperately pleading: cling to your faith !
With an encouraging Song to keep on praising Elohim,
with heaven calling: keep courage, lift up your head –
with the promise confirming the promised Reign of Peace.
Revelation 1335
There you will find Me
Wednesday, 2 February 2011 – 01:00
Judith de Beer
On wings of wisdom I wanted to travel to God –
with my spirit calling: O God, with You I want to stay !
My sins I have tediously, repeatedly, repented of before You.
Yes, so often I have rejoiced in Your great works.
But still my heart is calling: Oh God, it’s You I want to find !
Yes, at Your precious feet I want to lie down.
Completely unexpectedly, one day, You answered me:
Oh little child, if You want to find me so dearly,
you have to stay for ever in the great, tender Love.
Know that you are already freed from your burden of sin –
for this I have already suffered on the cross for you.
But know, child of man, you who so dearly want to find Me –
in faith, hope and love is where I dwell.
In steadfastness and loyalty You will find Me,
My Holy Spirit, Whom will lead you into all truth.
In humbleness You can lie down at My feet –
yes, in the saddle of freedom you can approach Me.
But know, oh child, if you really want to find Me,
you will find me in the heart of a pure Boer.
Revelation 1336
Never Forget These
Wednesday, 2 February 2011 – 13:35
Judith de Beer
The stones of the Boer Foundation was taken from the orphanage. The power of this people is derived from the prayers of upright widows, the heroes of this people are martyrs, almost always behind bars. Know therefore when you begin to read the signs of the times correctly, forget not the orphanage, the children of your people – alone and orphaned.
Yes, forget not the weak widows – but most of all, forget not the heroes still in jail. The first stones for the foundation of the new reign of peace will once again be taken from the orphans, which will be taken pity of by the mother’s heart of the people’s widows. As new patriarch will reign, also those who once were heroes in jail. Let therefore be in silence for a moment, the strong men and women among you – in order for My Spirit to reign in Leadership in your sphere, enabling you to read the last moment of time correctly. Therefore, know – never forget your buddy in jail, so silently timid – do also not forget among you the widows; but above all, never, ever, forget in your peaceful future, there the weak orphan again will hide.
Revelation 1337
A Dangerous Speckle
Friday, 4 February 2011 – 09:00
Judith de Beer
Like a young girl merrily wiggling herself in a hoola-hoop,
she shows herself sparkling, graceful and supple.
While she hides so many secrets in her heart,
like a wicked world, sickly-excited, skipping in domination,
while many stand up against each other with a cruel cudgel –
utterly intense yet short-lived, the holy one’s struggle.
The earth is now crippled by multiple cataclysms –
on the horizon appears a very dangerous speckle.
The fruit of the field whither, yes, the Milkwood and Medlar.
While the evening wind whispers dis-heartedly about deadly contamination,
the One World Order still is spreading her lying fable.
Yes, so many lies are sent world-wide by the media.
Around the world, a noose of famine is closing around humanity –
but they follow after every idol, yes, every false oracle.
While this period is skipping excitedly, accelerating towards it’s end,
The big whore is now pouring in a double portion for her followers.
In vain, the tear-drop on the cheeks of her congregations.
On the horizon a dangerous speckle appears,
too late the multitudes want to engage themselves in preparation,
humanity have developed wickedness to its own demise.
Revelation 1338
Afrikaner – You will stay Behind
Friday, 4 February 2011 – 24:00
Judith de Beer
In days past, a people again accepted the yoke of slavery –
the glitter of Mammon’s reward kept them from seeing their fall.
As years come and go, it becomes difficult for them –
a once chosen people become brittle, yes so weak and vulnerable.
But no one in the whole wide world listens to their complaint or objection –
all over in their once proud midst, is standing the beggar.
Jeering, liberally, from their midst, is laughing the impure inter-breeder.
Bruised, bended, crushed, the once proud nobility is lying to the side.
A wasted future – holy people, you were just a gambler –
proudly you wanted to blend in, to participate in every worldly seminar.
Stupidly you believed the world would listen to your clever comments.
Oh slave, silently you now have to listen to the command, being the listener
while you subjectively have to bow and crawl before your conqueror.
Yes, your God-given land, your future, you could not preserve –
without so much as a peep, you handed it over without any objection.
You kneel and bow before a false god, yes, your church, the big liar.
While you forwardly demand that God must protect you in this time.
But just as in days past, you again accepted the yoke of a slave.
If you were only still apart as a lonely hermit,
preserving your laws and customs respectfully before your Elohim.
Trampled people – why do you stand there dazed like a sleepwalker ?
Your reward is paid out to you by the judgement causing your fall.
Look, in your midst is standing your abominable offer as an unclean pair –
From your church, Satan is jeering, roaring with laughter as the wizard.
Your future lies shattered under the foot of the magician.
In fear you shake and tremble with your heart, which will not rest again.
All of your good grain is dispersed over the world, yes, for others it is stored.
As the blessing of the earth , you once were the heartthrob of every vein,
but you trampled the Love of your Elohim and burdened His Good Heart.
Listen, therefore, fallen people, to your judgement in heavenly comment –
it is late in the night – three times the cock is crowing – it is finished with you.
The sickle is harvesting – only a handful in your midst will be preserved.
Revelation 1339
A New Body will Arise
Saturday, 5 February 2011 – 13:00
Judith de Beer
But from the ashes, a new body shall arise,
from an unquenchable spark, no-one can understand –
all the intellectuals will stand astonished, amazed.
A child will arise, who will grow up to be a man of renown –
therefore, an obsolete body will be defeated into dust.
Out of history a sickly body arose –
so impure and leprous, even heaven would be ashamed of it.
Head of gold stood as master over all.
Breast of silver, already lost it’s shine.
Loins of copper, almost perished.
Legs of iron, already pervaded with rust.
Feet of iron and clay – in potting iron it was already done.
But in the little rock that would crush it,
is a hidden spark of a pure nation that would arise.
Therefore, Babylon, it is too late to jump about now –
look, all your plans were for centuries, carefully planned.
Your fall into the abyss, complete off the track –
in your pride you thought of attacking heaven –
to trample upon, stand upon, a tender child of Elohim.
The World Order Reign is defeated by an insignificant force.
For the thousand year of Peace, a new body will arise.
A new head – from Whom Wisdom will be over all.
A breast containing a new heart, understanding love.
Loins of steadfast will, yet tolerant.
Legs of devotion that will stand strong for ever.
Powerful feet of faith, that will only follow after Elohim.
Yes, from a trampled people, a new body will arise
which will, gloriously, shimmering, stand alongside Elohim.
Revelation 1340
Attributes of Eternal Life
Monday, 7 February 2011 – 10:41
Judith de Beer
I wanted to know what I need to deserve eternal life,
upon which Elohim answered me: to germinate in the Spirit.
When you spare nothing in your search for eternity,
assuredly do not overlook any of the following attributes:
Know for sure: FAITH – without having to see anything.
Know GRACE – everything comes from Elohim’s hand, undeserved.
Know that LOVE serves the neighbours without compensation.
Know HOPE – is a steady trust and expectation in your Elohim.
Know HUMILITY will not tolerate any pride in herself.
KNOW that when you will search for Elohim in EARNESTNESS, you will see HIM.
KNOW that with perseverance, you will erminate in the Spirit.
Revelation 1341
Look, I am Here
Monday, 7 February 2011 – 12:38
Judith de Beer
Oh child of man, why do you again feel so alone and orphaned ?
While loneliness wants to rule over your earthly being.
why do you want to soar on the wings of my salvation,
while I live in so many facets around You, in so much Love ?
Yes, through the eyes of a child I’ve already been looking at you for so long.
Also in the love of your own sister, my Spirit lingers.
Through your spiritual brother I want to always be with you.
While I surround you through friends with my Great Love,
from the heart of My people, I am soaring towards you.
Also, you are drenched in My Word, oh what a feast !
While you are going to experience this important time together with Sion.
Also with the little dog at your feet, there My Love wants to be –
Therefore, child of man, do not feel so forlorn and lost anymore.
Revelation 1342
Joy Because of My Children
Tuesday, 8 February 2011 – 10:30
Judith de Beer
Who would ever have guessed, who would ever have known –
that a Heart overflowing with Love, wants to break because of it.
In heaven the following is intently discussed:
a few children still clinging hopefully to My garment –
while I profusely, with abundant measure, mete out to them.
Who would ever have guessed, who would ever have known –
Because of My children now sound in heaven, a joyful shout –
no-one of the world will be able to decipher the following:
Elohim’s heart, yes, for His little volk so soft.
Oh world, look – from His own Hand, they now will eat !
Who would ever have guessed, who would ever have known –
that a part of this little people would be called Sion.
That they would step into the New Reign, the new earth –
with their name resounding, yes, through every region.
Let every ear, for eternity, now know the following:
Who would ever have guessed, who would ever have known –
Elohim’s Love for His elect, so concrete –
long ago, on Golgotha, He was pierced for them,
to reserve a place for them in the New Jerusalem.
Woe to everyone still thinking a child of God is pathetic –
for the world, a bitter level is now meted out.
Who would ever have guessed, who would ever have known –
a Father Heart overflowing with Love, wants to break because of it.
In heaven the following is intently discussed:
about a few children still clinging hopefully to My garment –
while I profusely, with abundant measure, mete out to them.
Revelation 1343
No Greater Power
Tuesday, 8 February 2011 – 20:09
Judith de Beer
Once a baby was born. In his baby-being he knew that power is found in the breast – yes, in the mother’s milk of his mom. True to this, the child have quickly grown to be a toddler, till the day his gaze fell admiringly on his dad – and he knew, there is no greater power as the power locked up in his dad’s bulging muscles. So the boy grew up with the help of his dad and became a healthy adolescent till the day he lost himself in the beauty of a virgin. On that day the young man new that there is no greater power than what resides in a woman. Not many years after, this teenager, now a man himself, cared for his family in the sweat of his brow and he knew there is no greater power than perseverance. The years came and went and as an old man, he became bend and bowed of old age and he knew there was no greater power than old age. Not long after, he became seriously ill and moaning and groaning, he knew there was no greater power than pain. Yet, soon death came to relieve him from pain and he knew that there is no greater power than death. This man arrived in the afterlife, where he receives an overview of his life and he saw that all through his life, everything was accompanied with hope – and he knew that there was no greater power than hope. He also saw his multitude of disappointments and how faith has carried him through – then he decided that there is no greater power than that of faith. Only, when he saw how everything from the beginning till the end of his life was carried by the Love of Elohim – he was completely convinced that, out of all the powers existing, there is no greater Power than the unconditional Love of his God.
Revelation 1344
Judgement and Salvation
Wednesday, 9 February 2011 – 23:45
Judith de Beer
Look and see, Seer, see: a people serving Mammon.
But sing, oh Sion, sing: for your Elohim, yes, your song.
Look and see, Seer, see: a reward worthy of treason.
But sing, oh Sion, sing: your heart given to Elohim.
Look and see, Seer, see: what those deserve who renounce God.
But sing, oh Sion, sing: from your being as an Israelite.
Look and see, Seer, see: joiners are not overlooked.
But sing, oh Sion, sing: you conquer Cush and Canaanite.
Look and see, Seer, see: All over, blood is served.
But sing, oh Sion, sing: in authority command is given.
Look and see, Seer, see: God will overlook no-one.
But sing, oh Sion, sing: Elohim’s will be done.
Look and see, Seer, see: a Judgement well-deserved.
But sing, oh Sion, sing: Help is summoned only for you.
Revelation 1345
Twelve Tribes in One Camp
Thursday, 10 February 2011 – 15:00
Judith de Beer
My flock is steadily brought into readiness now. From near and far they are brought together by angels. From one corner to the other, do not forget the townsman. Everywhere in their midst stand protective heavenly beings. Bring on the servants of God – everyone – also the outcast. Let Your Spirit awaken, oh Holy Elohim, to their motivation. Over twelve encampments stretches Your Holy sealing, where Love will revive in living compassion.
Quicker, the elect are brought into readiness, while their unilateral song pierces through
never-ending spaces – hundred-and-forty-four thousand, not one of them too insignificant. They stand there, shining in their unity, united. The purest teaching, yes, of Melchizedek’s own – listen, therefore, earth, to the new song of a new population. Yes, listen to Sion’s new song – her exuberant jubilation. Accelerate, therefore, oh earth, your time in rotation.
Over land and sea, a new people is assembled. Rejoice, oh Jacob, before Elohim – you are brought to remembrance. In your Gideon’s numbers you might look to others very insignificant – but for the New Earth, there reside in you, the number of multitudes, brought from Germany, Belgium, Holland, also France – Australia, America, Europe, even not insignificant, Asia. All over amidst the Saxon people, Jacob resides as a stowaway. Israel, you are white and red, in your sealing, so beautiful to your God. Hence, My flock is brought to readiness with more urgency.
From far and away, they are gathered by My Spirit. Twelve tribes, to sing in one camp unto their Elohim. Look, Bread, Fish, also the pure Wine serves to their multiplication – is brought to the host, the Boer people, already prepared – for the greatest feast, yes, for Sion’s marriage confirmation: brought to South Africa in twelve, but one overarching lager.
Revelation 1346
Spilled holy blood
Thursday, 10 February 2011 – 17:00
Judith de Beer
Oh, blood red carpet, the path of blood,
where haughtiness never would have suspected –
that soon your courage would be broken.
Oh, red carpet – the vision of blood,
a Holy Place is trampled underfoot –
where judgement will rage over leaders.
Oh, blood red carpet, the path of blood,
the East, now so red in the glow of the sun –
the country is losing it’s best possessions.
Oh, red carpet, you, the vision of blood,
a coroner’s wagon driving in a procession –
why rage on the holy ones ?
Oh, blood-red carpet, the path of blood,
your people know you cannot feed them –
while unrest rages over it’s plains.
Oh, blood-red carpet, the path of blood,
soon, thousands will plainly die –
a coastline is threatened by a flood.
Oh, red carpet – you, the vision of blood,
so heavy in your dark being –
know, for ever you are not God’s own.
Oh, blood-red carpet – the carpet of blood,
your poor ones are in such dire straits –
the Ancestral Spirit is putting down his foot.
Revelation 1347
The Time-piece’s Arms of the End Time
Tuesday, 15 February 2011 – 12:14
Judith de Beer
Oh children, yes, the end-time children of this time –
while time moves on relentlessly to the end.
The sea rising up due to melting polar ice,
tectonic plates drifting unstably on lava,
while the gears of time is wearing down fast.
Oh children, yes, the end-time children of this time –
while time is relentlessly biting the dust.
How is it that time is asking after itself,
Look in the seals – that is where these mysteries are hidden –
yes, in the signs of the times, there it is written.
Oh children, yes the end-time children of this time –
you are in this time, yet you are still asking about the time.
Already you are standing ready in the end time ring.
Look, against Lucifer himself, you are waging the war,
stand therefore, never regretting your decision.
Oh children, yes the end-time children of this time –
What time doeth the night give way before the day,
while so many will die from plain fear
and others desperately wipe away a tear –
still some are brought in with neighbourly love.
Oh children, yes the end-time children of this time –
why do you ask, while you are this time, after the time ?
How great is your Elohim’s grace, yes how wide.
Yes, again His Love is described to man,
where He drives out a last judgement, before time.
Oh children, yes the end-time children of this time –
do no longer be disappointed, to your regret.
Know, for centuries, you were referred to as ‘the end time’.
Awake in faith and hunger after a spiritual appetite,
know therefore, you are the timepiece’s arms of the end-time.
Revelation 1348
Lift up you head, Mount of Sion
Wednesday, 16 February 2011 – 03:00
Judith de Beer
Lift up your heads, oh Sion, let your Honourable King enter!
For too long the wicked world have devised their plans against God –
with a whore of Babylon who wants to confirm everything with toadyism,
with her abominable laws under which everyone, yes, have to frantically comply.
Lift up your heads, oh gates, let your Honourable King enter!
Let Him crush the dark abomination in your midst,
let therein a world power very well understand –
the kings of the East have fallen, slain by their own.
Pharos’s treasures were stripped, with a history proclaiming warning.
From the East again arise – chaos in unity, the Mohammedan.
Bow down your head, rotten politics – impossible for you to be ashamed,
while you begin to lash out all around you in hopeless anger –
there is no escape – you get resistance from your own midst.
While waves of confusion ripples all around the world,
the Gog and Magog are arising in two camps now.
A West desperately catering for a few friendships,
Jews try to reach out an arm of friendship to the Boer –
because they know the Holy Place will arise from their midst,
forgotten the treason where they would be ashamed of God’s people.
Shut therefore, holy gate, let no unclean spirit enter you.
Make no covenant with anyone, lest a judgement not defeat you.
But lift up your head, oh Sion, let your Honourable King enter –
for God to stand in your centre, in your pure re-birth. .
Look, on your set-apart forehead is written His eternal, Holy Name.
But never ever on the head of the impure, yes liberal African,
even less on the dirty, impure, rotten head of the Vatican.
Watch, therefore, oh holy ones, against a false yet friendly Trojan.
Lift up your head, oh Mount Sion – let your Honourable King enter –
Listen – from your midst sounds Sion’s song of praise, yes the pure soprano.
Clear as bells her song resounds – spontaneous her praise unto her Elohim,
along with weeping angel crowds, unashamedly shedding tears.
Revelation 1349
Destruction and a new Ice Age
Thursday, 17 February 2011 – 06:00
Judith de Beer
Anxiously the earth is calling: look what mankind have achieved –
look, in their progression they react so radically.
Yes, in their knowledge they react so destructively trite.
Every nucleus of every molecule is irradiated –
while they only want to make bigger profit out of every mineral,
a mining industry like a monster mole just want to take it all.
Their limited earth are paying a very dear price for it –
in their attitude towards their planet, they are carelessly trite.
Still the species Homo sapiens think they are to God so special
and that He cannot wait to entertain them in His heavens.
They glory and say: for our transgressions He has paid with His blood –
yes, they blaspheme against heaven while they fail the Spirit inside of them.
While they so blatantly jeer against the laws of His Good Order,
purity is abandoned by producing a mixed fruit.
They scream – false peace – having nuclear bombs in great amount.
They orchestrate poverty – hypocritically, donations are made to the poor.
They propagate a lie – yes, a Bible translated for their own benefit.
An abominable generation loudly calls: like God we are, so phenomenal.
So the World Order stand just like the Leviathan now, colossal –
While an ominous silence descend upon earth,
a song of judgement spirals all over, softly, deceivingly –
its words are telling a terrible tale of destruction.
It tells of an abominable humanity having to pay for its wrongdoing.
Of ice and fire – from heaven it falls vertically and secure,
moving boundaries of the sea, masses of waters coming horizontally,
gigantic earthquakes causing damage and maximal death.
An abused earth says: the earth has to pay the highest price –
therefore, judgement angels, cast down a judgement scale with brutal cruelty.
Let the lava break through the earth’s crust and coral,
destroy all my evil inhabitants – yes, they failed me miserably –
let a new ice age descend in silence upon me again.
Revelation 1350
Sion – Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow
Thursday, 17 February 2011 – 14:40
Judith de Beer
A little girl is sitting there, sobbing and weeping.
An angel passes by, asking after her problem.
She cries, saying: I feel so lonely, desolate and alone –
look: the whole wide world opposes me with so much hate.
A little girl is sitting there, whining and perplexed.
Gabriel is passing by, asking after her problem.
She sulks, saying: look, I’m courageously resisting the devil –
yes, in an evil world with a global heart – petrified.
A young maiden is sitting there – extraordinary her beauty.
Michael is passing by, astonished by the blessing
raining down upon her unrestricted from the heavens,
the grace of Elohim abundantly all around her.
There is a bride with beauty taken from Love.
Rafael passes and says: So I have now heard everything – there is God’s spouse, there is no other. From all His loves, God took her as His bride.
There goes a woman, extraordinary in her virtue.
Uriel is passing by and ask her: where are you going ?
She says: my name is Sion – you need to take me to Elohim.
I come from the Boer nation and was alone for long enough.