Revelation 1651 – 1700

Revelation 1651

Plague

Thursday, 1 March 2012 – 15:00

Judith de Beer

 

There where another attacked Boer lays dying, moaning in his blood, comes the song of a vial as monotone as the melody of a sawblade and so an angel dolorous calls: lay low now – lay low now.

 

Yes, there was a dark race who blatantly wanted to challenge God and so a deadly plague arrived on a sunny day on the pitch-black wings of a bat – feverishly it first emerge under Raca’s dark collar and while mankind weeps and laments, the physicians stand there globally so dumb and retarded while the plague unceasingly arrives in wave upon wave.   Death satisfies itself in great numbers while the deadly plague spreads from the brain to the stomach – it begins to arrive in every country.

 

Now the angel calls out loud:   save Your people, oh Judgement, rid them of the plague, yes, with another plague and let also that which is liberal, wane from Your planet.   An evil world has dared it all in everything inadmissible.   Your orders they disturbed just as it pleased them – while they defiantly challenged You.

 

But look, there on the pitch-black wings of a bat appears a deadly plague – while a vial monotonously sings:   there once was an arrogant race that only wanted to subserviently please Satan.

 

 

 

Revelation 1652

Hope in the life cry of a child

Friday, 2 March 2012 – 11:45

Judith de Beer

 

Where a world on the brink of demise joyfully frolics with the whore of Babylon who extravagantly serves drinks to everybody – where she happily toasts with the pope and false prince of peace – while she lifts her glass to drink the last toast.

 

Mammon’s boats of prosperity begin to sink quicker and consumers desperately reach out to the last of the tinsel and while nations begin to regard each other with suspicion – their soldiers energetically march in line all over the world.

 

A lost mankind calls: look, in an unbreakable world-bond almost all of us are bound together – while Satan relentlessly begins to devour our souls one after the other.   They desperately exclaim: where oh where can hope for an empty future still be found.   In the cry of a newborn child comes the answer: look, the hope of the future lies in the worth of the pure Adamic child – because man will always try to find a solution for the survival of his offspring.

 

While a blind world stumbles about without purpose, not finding their way back to Elohim; a time of judgement is coming in which almost everything will decay – while the sound of world-wide cataclysms resounds all over in the mourning of the end time wind, while mankind desperately exclaims: where oh where is still hope to be found for an empty future.

 

But, in the first breath of a living cry of a newborn child the answer comes: look, the hope, the faith, the love – yes, the future of a thousand year reign of peace, lies in the worth of a newborn Sion’s child.

 

 

 

Revelation 1653

Your great Grace

Tuesday, 6 March 2012 – 07:30

Judith de Beer

 

You, Elohim, is the comfort in my fear – also the remorse in the tear on my cheek and there is nothing that can for ever replace you.   You also oust the evil in my urge while I receive all Grace from Your hand.   With Your love I am adorned in excess, You are also the praise in every angelic song, hence it is only for You that my soul thirsts and longs – while my soul receives the Living Word from Your Spirit.

 

I listen to You in the roaring waves – in the nocturnal sounds of a groaning hippopotamus – while Your judgement lurks in the earthquake’s terrible grumble and in the terror of the extermination of the lie.   Yes, I listen to the drops of blessing in the rain – while I weep because of Your great, undeserved Grace and so I lean on You and I resist Satan – while I listen to the pounding of the end-time storms, while I lean unto You, my El’s, strong arm.

 

I see You in the long footpath in the milky way’s movement and I know You are the healing we all long for.   Yes, I see You in the majestic, mystic blue cliffs and I hear the little bird’s happy song.   I also see You in the dewdrop hanging from a petal of a rose and I know that I eternally long for You in my heart.   I look at the cycles of the seasons in their imperturbable ways and I know You are the highest order in the Godly Rank.

 

I listen to the pounding of the oceans, yes, I listen to Your Omnipotence in the groaning of the tectonic plates and I experience the invisible power of magnetism either pushing or pulling at each other.   I see Your Judgement in Your hate for Babylon’s great abominable lie.   But I also see Your great compassion for a sinner weeping in remorse and the wondrous healing of an incurable disease in Your blessing.   I listen to the raindrops and perceive Your creation all around me – while I weep because of Your Great undeserved Grace.

 

 

 

Revelation 1654

The Light in my Lamp

Wednesday, 7 March 2012 – 13:00

Judith de Beer

 

One is apparently enlightened and the other cramped, while all tries to shove each other out of the way.   The East and the West will soon choose sides and the powers openly insult each other blatantly, causing a sudden recession to denature into a deadly depression and now the economy is completely shipwrecked.

 

The false prince of peace becomes deliberately cocky and the world ignites in unrest and war.   Billions stand unprepared, completely offside.   But the sealed ones call out: Elohim, You are the Light of my lamp and the Signpost on my road, preventing me from bumping into worldly obstructions and thereby getting trapped in the coming hell on earth.

 

Elohim slowly answers:   yes, father time is becoming way too long and yellow in his teeth.   My sealed ones, come stand at My Right Hand Side, look, you are since eternity in My personal household related to Me – so, come and stand at My Right Hand Side and let no one side in this terrible time with the world – for all who have part in this world, will end up in eternal death.

 

Look, I come quickly, like an unexpected thief in the night and I catch multitudes off guard.   Through unrest, war and cataclysms, whole kingdoms soon will lay completely surrendered and shipwrecked.   Many governments are soon overthrown by discontent masses and the fat jackals jump on planes and openly flee in panic while every other guy pronounces himself to be ruler of the land.   Many confused liberalists exclaim: how I wish that I’d rather been conservative throughout the whole of my being.

 

But the sealed confidently call out: Elohim, You are the Light in my lamp – to prevent me from hitting my foot against a stone in this terrible darkness.

 

 

 

Revelation 1655

A Flag and Chaos

Sunday night 11 March 2012

Judith de Beer

 

In a futuristic dream vision I see how a huge crowd yank down a hoisted South African flag by its rope from a diagonally mounted pole.   Then great chaos ensues while people frantically try to flee away from the unrest.

 

 

 

Revelation 1656

Who will ever understand

Tuesday, 13 March 2012 – 15:03

Judith de Beer

 

There is a Riddle that no mind ever will encompass – there is a Name, a Great Name, which, from the greatest cherub to the smallest little nature spirit, will never understand and so is there no one who can determine how the Creator has originated or where HE as the First Primordial Being has come from – there will never be anyone who will be able to understand the full depth of His infinite Love.

 

Who is there who can determine the number of all the stars, yes, all the heavenly bodies and who knows how many sand fragments encircle the earth in their numbers and how many kernels are housed in the summer grain.

 

Who really understands the influence of the full moon, yes, of the reflection of the sunlight passing over it in its fullness – for the waters of the earth to be unable to resist.   Who can really understand the processes of his own thoughts and is there anyone who knows what eternity really is about.

 

Who can understand the emotional melancholy in the heart-broken tear and what people on earth can declare: look, we are living pure, so peaceful.   Who can say: my body will never perish in death and there is no enemy able to defeat me.

 

As such, life is one big riddle not understood by anyone on earth and there is some knowledge no mind here will ever be able to fathom.   There is a Name, a Great Name, whom only the Creator Himself, in Himself, will ever be able to understand.

 

 

 

Revelation 1657

Listen to the Wind – Holy Child

Friday, 16 March 2012

Judith de Beer

 

Listen to the whisper of the holy wind and therefore do not allow yourself to be blinded by the mongrel-teaching of Bileam of the whore church Babylon and know – where Elohim binds together – by being Set Apart – those who are His for eternity – only there will be found His pure, perfect Love.

 

Yes, in the holy chronicles bound together by bonds of noble blood – there the heavenly hosts rejoice over every pure Adamitic child.   Know therefore, oh Israel, your body is bound together from the Adama of your earth – therefore the holy Light of Elohim shines only from your eyes and therefore you are not spiritually blind.

 

Thus is the sound of pure angelic choir also only to be found in your ear and on your skin, there Elohim’s Spirit frolics softly in the Cool Breeze of the wind and by His Great Blessing of Grace, his Creative Spirit is kind only to your thoughts.

 

That is why Satan will never be able to really blind Sion.   That is why death can never devour her God-given spirit and by her perfect rebirth will each prodigal son, yes each at his own time, find his way back to the Father’s house again.

 

Listen to the whisper of Elohim’s Holy Wind and do not allow yourself to be blinded by the Babylonian teaching of Nimrod of an abominable world order.

 

 

 

Revelation 1658

Two Baskets of Figs

Saturday, 17 March 2012 – 14:00

Judith de Beer

 

In the icy winds of world-change flutters an abominable flag.   Something falls with a deafening, terrifying blow – while world-wide the world’s population all calls upon each his own worldly god – just give us the strength needed.

 

But from heaven descend a terrible accusation and both sides of a vial hangs two baskets of figs – an angel gives report and says: look, in the basket on the right hand side are fruit good enough for Elohim’s table and they are healthy, ripe and soft.   Yes, nutritious and full of good energy.   But those in the basket on the left hand side is inedible, rotten and therefore considered good for nothing.   Thus it ends up on the trash heap of Hades while Satan excitedly laughs about it as excrement.

 

An angel stands there with his accusation, saying: my name is Daniel and again I give prophetic report – my time again has come and I stand before the far off, yes the long awaited future generation.   It is the time of the time, times and half a time and look – the Great Tribunal assembled and the rule of Babylon falls with a deafening blow.   As a blessing to the holy ones the Pure Lamb appears from David’s generation of the chronicles, yes, the Lion of Judah – on whom the holy ones have waited for so long.   Look, He receives on behalf or Sion the eternal holy Priesthood and Kingship.   Blow the shofar oh daughter of Sion and Jerusalem and let all living now tremble before HIS great and terrible Day.

 

 

 

Revelation 1659

Glorify Your Great Name

Saturday, 17 March 2012 – 20:00

Judith de Beer

 

Look, the sickle swishes and the chaff is separated from the wheat in the last world grain – while Satan furiously lashes out around him by means of his world order.   Yes, in hopelessness, everyone just wants to cease to exist and so many begin to doubt their eternal survival.   Added, their planet threatens to perish under so many cataclysms while mankind still, in vain, tries to make plans for survival while very few still will throw his arms around each other in love and almost no one is ashamed of the unrighteousness committed by their neighbour any more.

 

Yes, currently there are few things more scarce than a repentant tear – while the last precious time is running out with the abominable churches and their scribes who only want to again nail the truth to a stake while so many congregation members in vain is perishing in their illusion.

 

Thus the sealed ones call: oh Abba Father, please exalt in this terrible time Your Great Name and lead us on Your Good Way in salvation with You.   Teach us to understand this terrible time so that we, as your purified first born ones together with YaHWesHua, can stand before You as your children, calling out: Oh Abba Father, how Glorious is Your Beautiful, Great Name.

 

While the sickle uninterruptedly proceed to harvest the crop, suddenly a Voice comes from the most inner heaven, saying in answer: I have exalted it once and I will exalt it now again and woe to those who will shame themselves for My Name, YaHWesHua – for look, there comes a day when it will be forever too late for a contrite tear, when man will lament about his own existence and they will plead death to destroy them in the destruction of decay.   Yes, there where man, weeping, will confess – at their own hand they are forever defeated in doom.

 

But on this day, the sealed ones exclaim: oh Father, Abba Father, Glorify in this terrible time Your Great, Beautiful Name and take us on Your Good Way with You to eternal salvation.

 

 

 

Revelation 1660

“lord-lord-baal”

Sunday, 18 March 2012 – 17:15

Judith de Beer

 

While holy, set-apart angels descend and ascend repeatedly up and down the Jacob’s ladder between heaven and earth.   All the descending angels sing: oh Elijah, Old Testament man of steel – so well disguised you have descended among men in this time.   Look therefore to the earthlings who provokingly sing and dance.   They glorify and praise and call Elohim ‘lord-lord’ – yes, they mockingly call Him Baal, while they quote one lying verse after the other, from their falsified scriptures and that while they pay the whore of Babylon for her abominable services with Mammon’s blood money.

 

They also pay hospitality under one umbrella Christian and Buddha with a Jewish Kosher festive meal while they feast halaal too.   Yes, they dance around the millions of Hindu gods while they gladly translate their odes to the ancestral spirit.

 

They blasphemously brag and say: look, against YaHWeH we stand disparagingly neutral – as such stand our idols in a circle as our lord-lord Jesus Baal, as presented by a Freemason Order, grotesquely colossal over whole the world and each lodge declares – look, your god is my god and we all speak in one world language English, while all our abominations spiral up to heaven – we aim to irradiate each consumer with the mark of the beast.

 

Yes, the angels sing: oh Elijah, Old Testament man of steel – how well disguised you descended in this time in your fiery horse chariot.   Look, the number of the upright ones are becoming small, few and minimal.   The world church as the antichrist itself, is trying to crush everything that is truly holy and set apart, because their lord-lord-Baal only wants a one world abominable congregation in his evil camp.

 

Ten of the multitudes of descending angels are humming – Elijah, Old Testament man of steel – break now the last seal and tell the world your judgement story while you steel yourself in the power of Elohim against the priests of Baal.   Look, we hurry to help the holy ones – each of us carry a terribly pair of balances – it is time for the abominable congregations of a one world order and their abominable lord-lord-baal to pay their due unto Elohim, for the righteous ones to proclaim: oh YaHWeH, You alone is our Man and never, ever again will we be brought into the abominable circle of gods with the association of a Lord-Lord-Baal.   While, in this time, the preachers – like mad priests of Baal – jump around with a world order who pays them for these abominable services with Mammon’s blood money – the holy angels begin to descend along Jacob’s ladder in fiery flames to mankind and look, the Vatican and his Babylonian whore churches are defeated with a horrible judgement.

 

 

 

Revelation 1661

Confess only Me

Monday night, 19 March 2012

Judith de Beer

 

The whore of Babylon is swaying to and fro, she is boundlessly intoxicated and drunken.   She lifts the last drop of holy blood to her lips, yes, her abominable mouth and she is old, neglected and lonely – yet she still imagines herself to be pretty, popular and young.   She pathetically, seductively lies herself down before the kings of the earth, while she desperately flaunts for the last time.

 

But the great ones snarls at her – you and your whore daughters, the churches, have become useless to us – because you are incurably sick and so unhealthy.   But look, we now desperately cut a new covenant with Satan, therefore we are going to bond with the holy ones.   Look, to our terror, the child of Revelation is born and Sion stands with him in her arms and she is blushing, young, blond and glowingly healthy.   In this gloomy worldly darkness, she is Elohim’s only spectacular, bright spark.

 

Therefore we will cunningly approach her with a new friendly front and we invite her for a toast, making her drunk with worldly proposals.   We take her side and accuse her – through oppressors of our own making – as the underhanded, mean dog – we even throw of her enemies in jail to console her, while we join her in mocking and laughing about you, fallen old Babylon.

 

Yes, we will say: look, the old whore and her daughters lie there glowing like a burnt-out stump.   But you, Sion, is Elohim’s elected bright spark – therefore we want to stand alongside you – prancing at your side in the new promised land and at your side, to our own salvation, go fight in the frontline of Armageddon.

 

But here at once the Spirit of Elohim answers:   watch, oh Sion and know to never ever bond with the kings of the earth.   Look, among your elected people there still are those who want to bond with the great ones of the earth to their own demise, while they, with their pitiful posters, yes with calls of distress thereon, pleadingly proclaim:   we are murdered and our circumstances are bloodthirsty unhealthy.

 

Such are the faithless virgins wanting to bond with a dirty world for the sake of their survival – but you, oh Sion, listen to Me and confess only Me with your holy, set-apart mouth and know: my holy angels surrounds you as watchers all around and also know that the kings and the great ones will soon look around them in panic, for their confidantes lies scattered around them, fatally wounded.

 

Sing therefore, Sion, and praise Elohim with your beautiful, soft mouth and know: you are standing with Revelation’s child in your arms and you are beautiful, blond, blushing and glowingly healthy.

 

 

 

Revelation 1662

Pure love upon love

Tuesday, 20 March 2012 – 13:45

Judith de Beer

 

With a Satan-oriented world being nothing other than a once great, evil cartel – the elected ones now wave goodbye to the shiny promotions of Mammon and the world.   While they pick up their fallen neighbours on this new road just like the good Samaritan, to lead them on the road to eternal restoration.   In their being sounds the song of love, clearly declaring all to them – and the words of this song are so sweet and healthy to them while they state the following facts:   you do not have to be alarmed any more, there is nothing to worry about any more – for pure love upon love you now can invite into your hearts in abundance.

 

Therefore, every time when you embrace your brother in an excess of love, tell yourself: I first loved my Elohim with whole my heart because He alone is my Good El – thus it is possible for me to love you, my brother, as my neighbour, as I love myself.   Hence I will continue to, just like the good Samaritan, as much as possible, pick up my destroyed brothers on their robber’s nest worldly road, not putting myself up front for one moment.

 

Yes, in a Satan oriented world – none other than a great, evil Satanic cartel – there the holy ones wave goodbye the glittering promotions of the world.

 

 

 

Revelation 1663

The Eternal Passover

Friday, 23 March 2012 – 11:19

Judith de Beer

 

In a letter, in response to the following statement and question, the following answer was given:   Abba Father gave us a message with a spiritual meaning in a revelation.   The gist of it was that those who faithfully persevere in faith, commemorated the last ‘stereotyped’ Passover.   Henceforth Father breaks His bread to us and Passover is entering into another dimension.

 

The writer of the letter continues – can we please receive more light on the meaning of this – that last year was the last Passover for some.   After I isolated myself in silence, the Spirit answered me as follows:

 

Look – on the eleventh of the eleventh month in the year two-thousand and eleven, you have, as a trampled yet holy people, already suffered almost seventeen and a half years – making it three-and-a-half years of political terms under impure feet, as was warned in the book of Revelation.

 

But the road has forked and a small portion of this people have become spiritually free and thus became, as one body, My Bread, yes My Living Word – who will, by the order of Melchizedek, be unto salvation for the coming generations.   That is why I have, last year, lifted the Cup of Forgiveness at the holy ones’ respective Passovers, in your midst and have said to you – yes, My beloved, yet still completely deaf sealed ones – by My Spirit:   Come, children, come all and drink.   I also said: Never again will My upright ones drink from the fruit of this deceitful world-vine – until My day when we will again drink of it together.   Therefore I answer: only with you, oh Sion, who will be the host when I will again drink of the coming, eternal Passover with My elect ones in the rebirth of their innermost spirit, which will perfectly unite with their external dimension and will have their part in My perfect Kingdom, yes, the New Jerusalem.   I tell you: in this terrible beginning of the great global oppression, the liberal factor by which the world council of churches – with all its respective churches and members – have already betrayed Me for the sake of their self-centred worldly agendas for thirty pieces of silver.

 

Woe therefore, to anyone that would, at the cost of My Holy, Set-Apart Spirit – put his hand in the passover bowl of this church-world-order.   Again I say: woe to such a one – for it would have been better for him to never have been born.

 

 

 

Revelation 1664

The last Good Seed

Tuesday, 27 March 2012 – 15:23

Judith de Beer

 

The Word is speaking, saying: how often did I not speak, from early till late – I sent My servants the prophets with so much good advice.   So I, the Sower, sowed My Word by means of so many good, yet despised seed.   Yes, I admonish and say: break away from evil, do not stray from the good way and keep yourselves from all evil worldly counsel.   Do not speak evil against your brother, but soften your countenance in love.   Open your hand often by doing good deeds and do not reward evil with evil but take heed that you do not libel contemptuously against another.

 

Yes, the Spirit is speaking, saying: Look – so often I spoke to you from early till late and sent my servants the prophets with very good advice.   So I, the Sower, sowed My Word while I speak and say: let your lamp shine like a diamond of high carat and thus enlighten your neighbour, brother and friend so that you may open a door for the Good Spirit and put the Satan in check-mate.   Also, learn not to hate your enemy for by that, love will never prosper.   Yes, stand fast against the evil one and always be good soldier.

 

So the Master is speaking, saying: Me too, have, as the Son of Man, visited the earth to first-handed tell of My great heavenly case.   So I Myself, as the Good Sower, have by means of sermons, teachings and parables, sowed My Good Seed.   But only the sheep of My flock listen and recognise My speech and do what is said and from every generation, a few awaken, who desperately, through the ages, keep watch over My Pure Word.   Yes, they take it on as their task to serve mankind from early till late with My Truth and Good Advice, as well as to warn about the end-time dragon’s evil device.

 

Before the end of a time period, the Living Word is speaking, saying: Often I have spoken to you from early till late.   So I, the Sower, is sowing of the most inner Word the very last Seed.   I admonish and say: Look, now is the time that the evil world-dragon and Satan is standing before your door with so much hatred and revenge.   He leaves the world cold, hungry and naked and while he tries to vomit his bitter gall over the holy ones – he deceives with his false angel-of-light-looks, yes, his sweet deceptive lying tongue the nations and peoples and the world does his bidding while they completely abandon Me, the Good Sower.

 

Thus the Word is speaking to the world, saying: how often did I not speak to you from early till late.   Yes, I sent my servants, the prophets with My Good Counsel – but you rebelliously left My way and did not turn away your ears from the evil one’s worldly oriented advice.   So you speak and avenge yourselves against your own blood in great betrayal.   You do not soften your hard countenance in love.   It is now becoming really dark and late, so therefore know – this is the time I will leave you.   Therefore My Judgement is now drawing it’s sharp Sword and I send a sign: the earth will render herself open at various locations.

 

 

 

Revelation 1665

A Passing ceremonial act

Thursday, 29 March 2012 – 11:23

Judith de Beer

 

In yet another letter, someone let know: in our ranks is uncertainty whether Passover should be physically celebrated this year or not.   I’ve read in a recent Revelation that the Passover is entering into a new dimension and that Father Himself will break the Bread (Word) in us and that the road have forked and a part of the people have been freed, forming part of the eternal order of Melchizedek, making the physical commemoration of Passover obsolete – because this new body in itself, now became His bread.

 

Man is inclined to make many faults during his life, yet, with YHVH’s Word we cannot afford to fault, therefore we are afraid to put our hand into the world order’s bowl.   Some says yes and the other no – because it is a case of interpretation.   At some point the Passover has to melt together in the innermost spirit with the outer dimension – forming part of the new Jerusalem – which would be received as the pure spiritual teaching from heaven.   We pray that Elohim would in His compassion, give us a clear indication, seeing that the Passover is an eternal commandment.

 

I answer you: let the Spirit of Discernment lead each of you where you are at your respective spiritual levels, allowing each of you to decide by his own God-given free will, whether he or she wants to enjoy the holy Passover in you innermost, yes, holy spiritual temple with Me in eternal, joyful unity, or rather for all the world to see, in a ceremonial ritual.   While each of you ponder by yourselves about it in honesty, ask yourselves the question while you try to remind yourselves of all the previous Passovers – did the breaking of the physical bread benefit any of you or any or your neighbours spiritually ?   Think also about what effect the breaking of the spiritual Bread (Word) together with honest love, had on multitudes, unto their eternal salvation.

 

At the time of My last Passover as the Son of Man upon earth, My disciples asked:   where do You want us to prepare the Passover ?   I selected someone specific and so it is again such a time and many of My missionaries have been sent forth.   Yes, to prepare it and My eternal festive meal is prepared in the inner sphere of Sion, prepared for eternity in the order of Melchizedek.   Know therefore, as I have just broken the physical bread for the last time and passed the cup of wine among My apostles and said to My disciples: I will not drink of the fruit of this worldly vine till the day I will drink it anew with you in the Spiritual Kingdom of My Father – thus I say unto you as the only Living Word (Bread) – I already have descended in the hearts of some of you and I will not, through those, any more take part in a physical, worldly ceremonial ritual.   But be assured:   I will be in your midst where one, two or more of Mine are gathered together to break the spiritual Bread (Word) from My innermost heavens among them and so share it in love.

 

Ask yourself then whether a truly eternal institution can be found in a passing ceremonial act, or if an eternal institution would not rather exist in the imperishable perfection of the eternal immortal life with Me – your Elohim and Father.   Yet, I do remind you again that I endowed men with a free will – let each then act according to his own choice and let it be according to each one’s own will.

 

 

 

Revelation 1666

The Word has come to me

Tuesday, 3 April 2012 – 11:00

Judith de Beer

 

Thus the word of Elohim came to me – yes, in the days before the great, grey, false prince of peace would come – and the Word said thus:   this is what you should say: listen, You, oh Sion – who would tarry as the remnant – yes listen to My little people on whom the whole world will contemptuously turn their back in the last days, so that you will not – for your salvation – take part in their worldly prosperity.

 

In these days of the last days, the great false prophet will speak and order: prohibit to all costs the true prophet to speak the last Truth and prophesy – by this try to make not only the world, but also the daughter of Jerusalem, not worry about the coming judgement and the end.

 

Yes, the abomination will say: let all the false prophets together come to the fore – let them speak to the masses by means of radio and TV placating lies.   Let every preacher preach his worldly oriented, prescribed sermon for his congregation’s members, thus making the last seekers part of a complete one world flock laity.   Try this way to also teach the last of the upright ones to cold-bloodedly stone those speaking the Truth, so that everybody would, without reason and vindictively, take revenge on Elohim’s true servants.

 

While the whore of Babylon will order her prostitute daughters, the churches, to stroke the ears of their congregation members with juicy lies to make them eagerly share their tithes with the churches up until the very last – while they in self placating imagination believe that they don’t have to care about the life hereafter any more.

 

Yes, multitudes sit in weak faith in their churches while they in reality are bored to death – but still they prevent at all costs those who do want to share in the glory of the heavenly Kingdom.   Listen therefore, oh last trampled ones as part of an already trampled people and know – from your already weakened midst the church-oriented ones who, because of their own prideful stubbornness do not want to share in eternal Truth – draw the same dagger with which they want to kill you.

 

Take care that none of you lose courage in this time and undoubtedly know you are for ever sealed by Elohim’s eternal, unbreakable seal.   Listen therefore, all nations, yes listen all of you together – let Gog and Magog separate in preparation for the last great war.   Because of nuclear power and weapons, the earth will not stay whole until the end – for look,   Elohim comes from His dwelling place and descend upon the heights of Sion, while He comes to tear open the earth with terrible judgement storms erupting globally.   So comes the time that Elohim avenges Himself on the godless.

 

 

 

Revelation 1667

A Dream Vision

Wednesday night, 4 April 2012

Judith de Beer

 

In a dream vision an iceberg and a huge desert sand dune appear next to each other and next to them, a gigantic nuclear power project.   Outside the fence, many scientists are camping with all their gear.   Then I see fine snowflakes and hailstones descending upon the iceberg, while the wind causes massive upward sand-slides on the sand dune.   Then I heard one of the scientists calling out a warning, alleging that a ‘twelve’ is going to hit the earth – I hear myself ask out loud whether it is possible that a Richter’s scale can register twelve.

 

Soon hereafter there is a scrambling at the nuclear project and a blonde man desperately tries to shut down a switch, but he gets cremated in a moment into a small heap of ash when he touched it.  Someone else gets the command to shut it down and he covers his hand with a woolly cover and manage to shut it down after two attempts, but the switch automatically switches itself on again, causing great panic.

 

Shortly after this, I begin to prepare myself together with many other people for a terrible night of cataclysms.   But, the night following passes smoothly and everybody is sleeping soundly, waking the next morning and assembles relaxed and restfully on the beach.   The next moment an unexpected wave appears, about four times bigger than normal.   It pushes onto the beach quite a few metres deeper than the normal tide would allow.   The sea level rises, as far as my eyes could see, with quite a few metres.   I shout out a warning: look, it is about to begin.   While the atmosphere around us suddenly turns dark and gloomy, winds begin to blow fiercely, the earth begins to tremble wildly and uncontrollably – I undoubtedly know at that moment that something big is coming, possibly in our close future – for which man could not, in his wildest dreams, have properly prepared himself.

 

 

 

Revelation 1668

Fatal brotherly strife and animosity

Tuesday, 10 April 2012 – 09:30

Judith de Beer

 

An angel calls out: oh, who is still there who really, honestly want to preserve love among them – look, there is a people, a little nation, only able to birth animosity.   Even in the dying moments of their existence they continue to object against each other.   One is pulling here, the other is pulling there and of this people, very few are spared.   Yes, one moves here and the other there and in their strife and dissensions the ‘Boer people’ just cannot calm down.   From rich man to beggar, in dissension they are unrivalled by any other nation.   While one is blind for the liberal world-order lies, the other imagines himself to be the one having all the insight to solve every problem and woe to the soul who wants to fare a bit better with his own input.

 

There is a holy people with so much noble blood in every vein – but in hatred and envy they move against one another in great resistance and objection, finally apart.   One moves here and the other there.   The sickle swishes and mows down almost all of them.   While time comes and goes, the last ones quickly approaches the days of the last year – and all this while strife and dissension still do not subside among them.

 

The last blood family ties now stop sparing one another, while the devil exuberantly frolics in their midst, the last of love is not preserved either.   While blood brothers in hateful betrayal rant against one another, an Angel calls out: who are still left, able to preserve upright love among themselves – is a noble wheat harvest really going to produce only a handful of noble grain for the end-time.

 

 

 

Revelation 1669

A Vision about Keys

Thursday night, 12 April 2012

Judith de Beer

 

In a dream vision I see a gigantic, very old table with quite a few old, rusted keys scattered all over it.   The table and keys are covered with a thick layer of dust and spider-webs.   A voice asks:   How long till these keys are going to be used ?

 

 

 

Revelation 1670

A Fresh, Noble Harvest

Saturday, 14 April 2012 – 14:56

Judith de Beer

 

While Babylon towers above the world before her great fall, a Sower is sowing His last handful of good wheat.   He is singing a very old song of godly, spiritual schooling.   Yes, He sings about a spiritual dimension once greatly derailed and of hell and Hades which once attempted to tower above all.

 

He narrates: once there was cruelly-spectacularly a bloody show.   The main role is played by the Greatest King of all.   His head is adorned with a crown, braided from thorn bush and He dies on the stake, mainly from pain exhaustion and asphyxiation and up until today Jewry has never apologised.

 

A Sower is sowing His last handful of good wheat, but three quarters thereof perishes under world sun’s abominable enchantment.   Satan wins three quarters of the remaining quart in conquest – and another three quarters of the last quart gets cloned in world order cloning.   Only a single kernel grows and produces a sheaf of healthy noble wheat, which begins to tower above all on earth.

 

Gabriel and Michael exuberantly blow on their ram’s horns and in great clamour, all over the earth, all church towers fall and congregations stand in amazement, without excuse. Also Raphael and Uriel blow their trumpets and from the mouth of every completely reborn person sound the song, jubilantly reverberating through every spiritual dimension into every pure dwelling.   Yes, he sings: how great is my reward of peace and how great are You, my Elohim, my eternal King.

 

The Sower smiles in satisfaction – once again He harvests a handful of fresh, pure, heavenly grain.

 

 

 

Revelation 1671

An unfaithful Virgin

Sunday, 15 April 2012 – 14:15

Judith de Beer

 

An irresponsible virgin loiters around aimlessly with her lamp in her hand on the evening of a very dark night, yet she bothers not about the flame beginning to burn low.   Her more responsible sister admonishes her about this – but the irresponsible virgin gets irritated and angry about it.

 

A flamboyant man of the world takes note and gallantly bows over the unfaithful virgin’s hand.   She leans against him and whispers:   oh, you are so strong, so overpowering.   He spiritedly clicks his heels, flirts and says: look, I only look so stagnant, but in truth I am also a militant, yes, a soldier for Mammon and he pays me hard cash.   Therefore I sold my soul to this world and stand as a soldier battle ready for Satan’s great revolt.

 

The faithful virgin observes it all and now urgently, blatantly warns her sister, saying: just do not lose your mind in this crisis hour and do not also pawn your precious soul to the world.   For look, Satan claims eternal ownership on the world.   But the unfaithful virgin laughs and says:   I feel such a close bond with this worldly suitor at my side – therefore I now give him my hand and walk about proudly with his wedding band.

 

At this hour a cock crows.   From the hourglass seeps the last bit of sand while the last oil in the lamp of the unfaithful virgin’s lamp burns out.   Bewildered, she calls out to her sister, saying: in this pitch-dark night I cannot even see my hand before me – bring to me your lamp which is shining so brightly – for look, no one is lending me in this dark, cruel worldly night, a helping hand.

 

But her sister answers from afar – my Bridegroom has also come.   He is asking for my hand and you cannot come to the light any more for you are ever related to darkness.

 

Thus stands the irresponsible virgin for ever lost, tarrying aimlessly, shipwrecked, yes, with her burnt-out lamp in her hand.

 

 

 

Revelation 1672

The Tree of Life

Thursday, 19 April 2012 – 13:00

Judith de Beer

 

In holy poetic verse about which a simple writer can only longingly dream – a dimension appears – adorned by pure angels living thereabout.   Impossible to describe with words,   glamorously abides Elohim’s throne.   In the middle of the Most Holy Place, surrounded by captivatingly beautiful everlasting light, lavishly – Godly – is growing the eternal, imperishable Magnificent Tree.   Look, from its roots comes forth a lovely, healing, clear river – encircling a perfect city where the elect sealed ones abide – yes, the noble harvest, separated from whole of creation as the pure cream – on each inhabitant’s head a small replica of their King’s crown, by which they are made known as godly children for all of eternity.

 

In holy poetic verse about which a simple writer can only hopefully dream, yes, in a dimension where clearly sound the perfect song in pure angelic melody.   There stand Sion in her simplicity and beauty so noble and godly, while Elohim rewards her with His highest Love.   She takes of the fruit of the imperishable Magnificent Tree – while Truth triumphantly jeers the lie and by this, each saved soul are cleansed – purified and eternally excused from death.   But only Sion is presented to the inhabitants of the city as the bride.

 

In holy poetic verse about which every poet only longingly can dream – appears a perfect heaven and earth about which every living breath now only can dream.   Yes, a universe with planets upon which only pure inhabitants abide where pure love upon love never ever again can deny itself and where the accusation of Satan never again can mock or deride – for each holy earth will be encompassed by the clean, imperishable Love light of Elohim.

 

 

 

Revelation 1673

A Terrifying vision

Thursday, 19 April 2012 – 17:00

Judith de Beer

 

In a vision, a terrifying vision, a messenger comes running and he steps unwaveringly over a blood-stained bridge.   He carries a message – a God-fearing rumour and he sings a song – a Godly judgement song that completely unsettles many, making them flee – petrified – to nothing and nowhere.

 

The heavenly end-time princes stand closer and they appear fearless, dangerous, formidable.   A satanic alliance is also standing closer and proclaims:   we are also notorious – therefore, Princes of the Light, recede now somewhat.

 

But Michael lifts up his sword and every demon flees in fear but soon returns together with their abominable beast of Revelation.   He dangerously charges with his head held high and all his horns are perked upright and look, the blood-thirsty whore of Babylon is sitting on the beast’s back, strapped tight while the church exuberantly proclaims: so we were the whole time really only an empty farce.

 

Pope and bishop stand closer while they blasphemously proclaim themselves as the holy god of the congregations – with darkness still explaining itself liberally as being enlightened.   Still, in the dying moments of their existence the congregations do not see the Light and they charge over the edge of the abyss, being just another empty travesty.

 

Yes, in a vision, a terrifying vision, a messenger comes running.   He carries a message – a God-fearing rumour.   In his one hand he holds a key and in the other a pair of balances, holding them both up in the air.

 

Michael now steps to the fore, his sword struck down viciously – it is too late for the whore of Babylon to flee.   As she dramatically sighs out the last of her breath, the beast of Revelation is cruelly crushed and so he gets punished by the end-time princes to his destruction.   All the bankers are losing their mind, all of them end up in a hellish institution.   From their weeping comes the first concrete world war rumour all over the world.   While a terrible cataclysm forces the nations into an unsuccessful one world order monetary system, some countries begin to trade their grain for fuel, while many begin to sigh in a global famine.

 

In a vision, a terrifying vision, a messenger comes running and he steps unwaveringly over a blood-stained bridge.

 

 

 

 

 

Revelation 1674

Song of the Elect

Friday, 20 April 2012 – 19:15

Judith de Beer

 

Oh listen to the song of the elect, yes, listen to the joyful message they sing to each other and look – they are surrounded by Elohim’s archangels and no power can ever breach their protection.   Such is the words of the song sung by the set-apart holy ones where it pierce the ends of creation.

 

Oh bring to all the happy, happy message of Salvation and of eternal Liberation.   Bring also the good tiding of Good and evil in eternal separation.   Bring now the message of a new Reign without death and suffering where only Love prospers and nobody differs in envy and with any friction.

 

Come, listen to the holy song, carried upon a Godly wind, while all the host of heaven enthusiastically sing along – also the echo thereof, even piercing at the very end a few hardened hearts.   Listen therefore to the song sung by the sealed ones and to the good message they radiantly sing to one another.   This is the words of the song they sing to each other in love.

 

Oh bring still one more time the good, good news of Salvation and Liberation by Grace – also of Good and evil’s eternal separation.   Yes, the good news of the new Godly Kingdom without death or any suffering.

 

 

 

Revelation 1675

Disillusioned liberal children

Saturday, 21 April 2012 – 13:15

Judith de Beer

 

A Godly silence descends – let all that have ears, therefore hear.   For look, in the country of the Midnight-Moor lies the footprint of a wounded-dangerous lion.   No forgiveness nor grace remains in the being of this carnivore.   His name is Judah and he is driven by the Spirit of Elohim, the great Power of Truth is bound in his being.   Woe therefore, to anyone who dares to try and make war against the child of Revelation, for they will sadly loose.

 

At the rivers of dark Africa, Jacob’s last, rejected, liberal children assembles while they weep as they confess: never before were we so brittle and tender.   Hell and Hades suddenly react mockingly as from old and as chastisement for the congregation members, thousands come in number from the East.   It even worries the Englishman and the Jew, for the Easterner stand heavy as lead on the treasure chest-balances.   From their greedy eyes shines death.   Look, over the ocean come many more with a mighty fleet.   From an enormous, well-oiled barrel thunderously sound a dangerous shot, while the United Nations also shoots forth a missile in that direction, the first battleship sinks with great fanfare.

 

But beyond the rivers of Cush, there kneels and confesses Jacob’s disillusioned, liberal children.   They say:   we are helpless and brittle, yes, we are not worthy of a human being and feel in our being so trampled and done with.   Look, by our own hand we are bereaved of our land and our identity, hence we feel so God-forsaken and weak in our faith.   The world promised us a pot of gold at the end of our rainbow nation and deafened our ears with the sound of money.   Therefore we diligently honoured Babylon in our churches and our faith and through this we kept ourselves deaf for the good Truth.

 

At Africa’s rivers assembles a disheartened people – now too late – wanting to blush because of their misdeeds.   Their enemy tramples the last of them – they lay there destroyed and ragged.   A Godly silence ensues – let all that have ears therefore listen – and look, in the land of the Midnight-Moor, lays a dangerously wounded lion’s footprint.   There is no forgiveness nor mercy in the being of this carnivore – his name is Judah, he is driven by the Spirit of Elohim and look, all the Power of Truth is bound in his being.   Woe unto anyone who dares to make war against the child of Revelation, for they will sadly lose the battle.

 

 

 

Revelation 1676

The essence of Good and evil

Sunday night, 22 April 2012

Judith de Beer

 

In a dream I hear myself asking:   give me a definition of the personality emanating from Satan.   I hear a Voice saying: It is impossible for Satan to emanate anything – because all light and love implodes and disappears into the black hole of self-centredness.   Therefore Satan is nothing other than the human ego, yes, the own, self-centred love abiding in every evil heart and manifests through the wretched mirror image of God – namely man – to the benefit of self and disadvantage of others.   While this self-centred, yet intelligent consciousness now uninterruptedly revolves around its own axis and while it contemptuously betrays the Voice of Conscience, yes, the warning voice of Elohim.

 

Again I hear myself asking: give me a definition of the Personality emanating from Elohim.   I hear a Voice saying: Elohim is the Good Creator who, as the Caring Maintainer of His creation, selflessly revolves around its centre and this Centre is His own Infinite, Living Love (Heartbeat),   which He, in unselfish Love, again emanate to all and everyone as an inexhaustible, pulsing stream of life to all who would receive it.   Blessed is therefore every Adamite who would receive it and in turn, as the perfect mirror image of Elohim, emanates it to others as pure, selfless Love.

 

 

 

Revelation 1677

Twelve Apostles with My seven spirits

Tuesday, 24 April 2012 – 15:10

Judith de Beer

 

Listen to the calling, whistling in remembrance an old melody and awaken your memory, locked down since long ago.   Once a Man have sailed in a boat with His twelve disciples, to a region called Dalmanuta South,   But there the Pharisees quibbled so stupidly and way too loud and the company departed with only one bread in the boat.   While twelve men in jest wanted to quibble about the bread – the Man warns His crew in the boat sternly, saying: never fall prey to the Pharisees – for look, their sourdough turns good bread into inedible rusks.

 

While the men reason and declare – of this we do not understand one bit and this because of only one edible small bread in our boat.   But the Master begins to unlock their minds – he admonishes them, saying: you have use of all your senses, but it is locked down.   He ask them:   do you not remember – there where four thousand close to death from hunger – but I multiplied seven breads and fed them all.   I asked none of them any fee and you diligently gathered up seven baskets of bread, sealed and locked up for the end-time.   On another occasion I fed five thousand with five loaves of bread, for you not to perish of an eternal hunger.   The remaining pieces of bread you gathered and filled twelve baskets, to add to the first number.

 

Therefore, at the end of this time period, twelve apostles will unlock My seven spirits to hand out the Bread of Life.   Yes, all over.   But in that time, be alert, watch against Babylon, for the sourdough of the churches turns good, fresh bread into dry, inedible rusks.

 

 

 

Revelation 1678

The eternal glorious servitude

Tuesday, 1 May 2012 – 12:22

Judith de Beer

 

In a conversation about the primordial spirit (being) of man, the Voice of the Primordial Being came to me, saying: oh human child, why is it that man generally believes that he/she physically as well as spiritually originated for the first time at the moment of conception, including the consequence of the human earthly existence – and this while I have so often, through the Living Word, explained to you that I knew you already from before the foundation of the world.

 

Why is it that multitudes of your different believe structures still believe that after the death of your earthly bodies, it is done with for the totality of their being and thus so many churches still proclaim that man, after death, find himself in a kind of non-consciousness, yes, a kind of completely dead sleep-condition and that all the dead will only be resurrected to eternal life at a time one day, when it would please the Creator.

 

Because this question often arises, I will answer it for you as simple as possible, in a natural way.   Let us look at the first spiritual as well as natural man from your history, as example.   Look, Elohim created Adam from the dust of his Adama (earth) and in his nose he blew the Living Spirit with all it’s essential traits.   Thus he made Adam as the primordial being that he was since before the foundation of the earth, now as human, yes, with a purpose and task upon this earth, to function as the mirror image of Elohim to the benefit and development of everything and everyone, to motivate and stimulate each within their respective orders, to fully achieve within their own potential, to their full development.

 

Adam also had the opportunity to broaden his own eternal sphere of life (spiritual and work area) by practical execution of his love.   But the primordial being of all evil infiltrated this sovereign plan of Elohim in a cunning way – by means of the free will of the secondary creation from Adam (yes, what was taken from him as man – to be his wife – and she in turn was the mirror image of Adam), causing the death of the natural man.   But never, ever could it bring the eternal, spiritual man to an eternal non-existence, namely the eternal death.

 

For this reason, Elohim made provision for this by means of the Tree of Life, long before the foundation of any material creation through His Omniscience – to make it possible for every being that is filled with the Set-apart Spirit of Elohim – during his time in the flesh, to make a choice by his free will to, despite the fall of the ancient parents, find his way back to the Father’s house.

 

Yes, accross a bridge built by the bitter wood of the cross – coming from the Sweet Tree of Eternal Life.   Know therefore that every primordial spirit filled with Elohim, never ever can be dormant or stagnant in some or the other unconscious condition – for all that was awakened unto eternal life by Elohim, will, just like Elohim, stand in Loving Servitude.   Therefore, again I say like I’ve said long ago through a servant of Mine, also through this lazy servant of Mine:   Just like you carried the image of the earth, likewise you will in infinite future dimensions, carry and present the image of the heavens – namely Myself.

 

 

 

Revelation 1679

South Africa this time

Wednesday, 2 May 2012 – 12:45

Judith de Beer

 

Excitedly, so much joy is fizzing through every angelic vein and while they stare intently to the little earth, the great angelic choir now for the first time sing exuberantly:   Look, there is a woman about to give birth and soon there will be a godly, tender child in South Africa. Yes, South Africa this time, as the small little manger there.

 

Gabriel solemnly stands closer and admonish the heavenly beings in good spirits, to calm down just a little bit, to give the woman of Revelation just a bit more time to finish giving birth in her travail, in holy silence.   While the angels now softly hums, their words are sounding so crystal clear: throughout the whole of infinity, this child is just like Elohim’s Son who was born two thousand years ago, sealed and kept for this time.   Yes, in this time where Satan stares with so much hate and revenge to the woman and child – but look, each of us angels, big and small, stand ready around her to help protect her and him.

 

Excitedly, so much joy is fizzing through every angelic vein and while they stare intently to the little earth, whole of heaven ecstatically calls out: look, it is time – therefore, bring together Elohim’s end-time children to gather in a loving, holy circle around HIM, for the Melchizedek-child to have his eternal birthday on the Eighth day, yes, steadfastly stand with Him as their Elohim – but also their eternal Mediator.

 

 

 

Revelation 1680

The Song of eternal Truth

Sunday night, 6 May 2012

Judith de Beer

 

Who is standing there so timidly – is it maybe the little maiden Sion, bringing her homage – yes, her homage in a beautiful song of Truth, to her Elohim.

 

What is that alluring sound permeating through eternal spaces – is it the song of eternal, pure Truth brought to Jacob’s descendants.

 

What new light is so sharply piercing darkness – is it maybe again a wonder star, bringing a wondrous message of a new royal child to the earth.

 

What first life-cry is now piercing eternity, while it carries so much hope with every sweet sound to the receptive ear and heart.

 

Why are the angels standing so blissfully in a holy circle and who is this wondrous child brought into their midst – can it probably be – yes, it is perhaps the Melchizedek-child ?

 

Oh why, after all this, are the nations still so blind and why can the world still not find its way to the Truth – while Satan, through the whore of Babylon, can still so easily bind them to himself.

 

But thankfully there are the courageous, yet so humble and insignificant little maiden Sion, bringing her homage triumphantly.   Yes, her homage by means of a beautiful song – the song of eternal Truth, to her Elohim.

 

 

 

Revelation 1681

A World-oriented Leviathan

Monday, 7 May 2012 – 12:00

Judith de Beer

 

There is a vision and look, a quick and very venomous snake approaches Europe.   After it devoured Europe, its tail dragged the East and Russia along – then it swam through the Atlantic Ocean, devoured North and South America and Australia and New-Zeeland as well as the big and small islands did not escape its immense hunger.

 

This way, the serpent have elevated itself in all its members as one body over the waters of the earth, yes the sea of people and one powerful horn, like the horn of a unicorn, grew on top of his head.   A ruler’s crown hung askew on this horn and this evil-natured serpent-dragon, yes, the leviathan, have stared with greedy eyes to this continent and especially to the South of Africa to not only devour the rich minerals, but also the child of Revelation.

 

But again I heard a voice, saying: bring the Set-apart Ark of Elohim closer, to execute the Leviathan, yes the twisting, quick serpent, with the Strong Sword of His judgement – to kill the great dragon which rules over the sea of people.   The voice continued, saying: in those days, do not withhold the honey from the tongue of Jonathan – because Jonathan will be the weapon bearer of David and David in turn, will be the weapon bearer of the Saviour, the eternal King of Judah – for the rule of Saul will forever be crushed under the footstool of the eternal Priestly Kingdom of Melchizedek.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Revelation 1682

Guess, guess who’s going to be king

Monday, 7 May 2012 – 16:27

Judith de Beer

 

In a vision I see an angel paging through an old prophetic book and look, I see all the crops of the world are sowed so scantily and to the side is put up a powerful microphone.   Around the stand thereof is coiled a venomous, phosphoric green serpent.   There is a man, his name is Obama, speaking with a soft, pleasant, yet hard and vicious voice – making the world to guess about whom will at the end be king.

 

I also saw – look – there where beavers and otters frolic in the mirage of the Sahara desert while stormy winds blow away the sand from around a very old pyramid and all this while a very old Stalin-organ broadcasts in staccato, its death melody to nothing and nowhere.   Old mid-Eastern comrades begin to approach each other for protection against the West – their primordial brothers now haughtily turn their backs on them.

 

I see a sheikh that courageously turns to another sheikh in his distress – while he placates him with many encouraging words, he says: for a holy Arabic date and an olive, I offer all your camels and weaponry free lodging, while all your ships may let down anchor in my harbour.

 

Yes, I saw an angel paging through a very old prophetic book.   Over an extensive battleground a multitude of corpses were strewn and the powerful microphone laid aside.   The phosphoric green, venomous serpent was no longer coiled around it’s stand.   The dry winds of the Sahara desert dolorously blew from over a great distance through the towns and cities of Europe and America, while a brand-new Stalin-organ played its death march in staccato, broadcast deafeningly loud over these continents.   Yet still, desperately, a poor farmer tries to harvest something edible from an utterly meagre crop, while no one will really be king over the earth.

 

 

 

Revelation 1683

In the fantasy of the farce

Tuesday, 8 May 2012 – 13:57

Judith de Beer

 

In the fantasy of the farce where the lie cannot flee from the truth any more, a vision appears high up in the sky and in the soaring clouds appears an emergency alert, yes, of a wandering star destroying everything in its environment with its gravity.   While angels sigh dis-hearted about men’s inability to perceive in the spirit – time now finally turns its back on the world in rejection.

 

Yes, in the signs in the air, huge flocks of birds flies in hasty flight – for nature knows it is time for God to chasten a godless world.

 

In a Godly silence where not even the angels want to share their opinion and the beings, in silence, do not attempt to lift others up, there the evil one zealously continues and drives in the final wedge in blood families.   While a few at the last moment still try to flee from the evil one, too late for them, the Good Bridge disappears in the ether.

 

In the fantasy of the farce where the lie cannot flee successfully before the Truth any more – there the lost soul never will return to the Calling of Grace.   While billions choke in their own death angst because of the appearance of a wandering star – it is now too late for them to preserve their eternal existence and flee from the evil one.

 

 

 

Revelation 1684

Selfless love

Sunday, 13 May 2012 – 15:36

Judith de Beer

 

In worldly pipedream built on illusionary sand – where hate and envy thrive in revolt – there the worldly man as miser loudly and unceasingly yells: look, everything has its price and a soul is easily traded for a dollar or a rand.   Through Mammon, Satan forges so easily with multitudes an eternal, hateful bond.   In hell, there is always vacant, some or the other position of power.   From morning till night, ego calls in the big ‘I’, blatantly hateful – and what he demands only comes from one side, the me-myself-side.   Yes, it demands: give me your body, your soul and your mind, to burn forever with me in hell.

 

Yet, love never stands passively aside, but tirelessly calls from the morning till the night – look at what I give and what I ask – comes from both sides, yes, the peaceful flow of it comes from every side, is for ever sure and continuous.   Hence Love coaxes like a young maiden, available like a virgin debutante – yes, she calls: be my beloved and give me your helping hand – also give to me your receptive heart and the wisdom of your spirit and mind.   In return I forge with you an eternal love-bond.   Look, love now answers to love – look, in return I now give to you my saving helping hand and all the goodness of my heart as well as the wisdom of my spirit an my mind.   So does Love oppose hatred as the soft conqueror so humble, yet superior.

 

Therefore oh man, always only use your good insight and healthy mind – do not pawn your soul to satan and his self-destructive hatred – but awaken in the love that gives and keeps on giving and walk for eternity with it hand in hand.

 

 

 

Revelation 1685

Judgement to a mongrel nation

Monday, 14 May 2012 – 10:20

Judith de Beer

 

In committing the unforgivable sin, a nation bit off too much to chew.   Know therefore: in the sins of the fathers, the children will for ever be sorry and for that reason, in Hell and Hades, an eternal grave are dug for them.   A small, yet once powerful people have botched in dishonour before their Elohim – yes, they fearlessly built a mongrel generation – mockingly they blasphemed while they could see that He narrows His eyes because of their abominations.

 

But fearlessly they continued to build churches of stone in His presence for their ‘lord-baal-priests’ who would teach them to keep the abominable unity-love-laws of the world.   But the love for their blood-relation-neighbour was extremely weak – while they would hold the children of darkness protectively close to their hearts – while they would boast with them like a cheap peacock, while they would keep the orphans of their own race in rejection far away from their love.

 

The Son of man asks: oh why is the bread of the children offered so liberally to the dogs and why do you, oh once pure people in the presence of Elohim – stand without remorse over your transgressions – while you do in no way mourn for your eternal demise in the eternal abyss.

 

Look, in the signs a pair of balances are falling from a blood-thirsty eagle’s claw.   A Hollywood scarlet woman, holding a midnight-baby to her breast, will have eternal remorse – the worldly one’s earthly treasures are all held out to Raca.

 

Know therefore, oh liberal, abominable people, this is the time and you will surely be very sorry – so look to heaven and know – the signs are now.

 

 

 

Revelation 1686

On a sunny day …

Monday, 21 May 2012 – 10:10

Judith de Beer

 

… a Banner is fluttering in the wind.   A Name is written on it, witnessing of MY Love in the hearth of each Godly child.

 

Yes, a Name saying: oh, I AM – I AM and all therein is –

is eternally ensured in ME, sure and secure.

 

A Name saying: oh I WAS – I WAS and all therein was –

eternally revolving around ME, Elohim’s, eternal axis.

 

A Name saying: oh I WILL BE – I WILL BE, yes for ever BE,

to reign over MY great creation for ever.

 

But before all was – was I as Primordial Being so lonely, yes, so alone

and because of that, MY Love wept unanswered.

 

Therefore I took MY OWN Heart

and blessed it as Love in the form of a white dove.

 

I therefore I set MY Love free to soar through time and space,

yes, it glided through eternal dimensions.

 

The labour of MY Fruit returned MY Love on one sunny day

in the form of a white Dove, to ME as the Son of man.

 

Yes, a Name saying: oh, I AM – I AM and all therein is –

is eternally ensured in ME, yes, sure and secure.

 

There is a Name saying: oh, I WAS – I WAS and all that therein was

eternally revolving around ME, Elohim’s, eternal axis.

 

A Name saying: oh I WILL BE – I WILL BE, yes for ever BE,

to reign over MY great creation for ever.

 

Yes, I AM and while I weep in rejected Love over lost children –

I AM as Primordial Being not alone any more – for all around ME

is MY returning Love embodied in MY Godly children.

 

 

 

Revelation 1687

On wings of Freedom

Monday, 21 May 2012

Judith de Beer

 

A World Beauty Queen is nominated for the abyss by her false deeds of love while every freemason-charity organisation and church swear their allegiance to the great whore of Babylon – while whole the world now honours the great abominable beast of Revelation.

 

Prey is laying dismembered, torn apart into so many pieces, yes, there lies a little people with almost all its limbs torn off – with their general individual spiritual intelligence level completely ruined by a world system – a one world system controlling the global world slave on every terrain – while an abominable world government system now unequivocally alleges: Woe to every honest tongue that dares to protest against the false angel of light, yes, woe to the soul who fearlessly stand to honour God’s orders.

 

Listen therefore, oh child of God and do not let you be controlled by the multiple tentacles of world-unity.   Yes, be unique and do not be manipulated like a fool by every fashion fad – stand strong and do not let you be rounded in as slave for a wretched system.   While you loudly, fearlessly protest against a one world order – know, there once was a Man, yes a Nazarene – who solely and alone would not budge under the onslaught of the temple – Man alone, He turned over merchandise tables and with His pure Love-teaching, He overturned their hard laws – to not let the evil one manipulate the pure child of God any more.

 

Therefore, oh Boer child, do not allow yourself in this time, to be controlled by a godless world order – for Elohim is honoured only on the wings of freedom.

 

 

 

Revelation 1688

John’s head

Wednesday, 23 May 2012 – 06:30

Judith de Beer

 

In the secrets of an ancient religion, a riddle is written in a very old verse and in the ring of the freemason order, an oath is sworn in the blood of brothers.   The soul of the eagle, yes, the Living Bread of Wisdom is added unto Elijah – robbed by pitch-black crows from the tables of kings and the light of the Lamp of God is extinguished in many an Adamite.

 

By means of feminine beauty and Jezebel – craft, once in the ring of state heads, a king made a vow to his own regret – and an artery is cruelly split open – but know, oh world order, you can behead John another thousand times – but in his imperishable being, he will, as forerunner, praise His Elohim in a new body, for ever.

 

Know therefore, the axe lays ready against the world-stem, to cleave the tree from the roots up and even if the pope, beast, king and false prince of peace would promise half of their worldly kingdoms in bloody oath – for them, the cloak of prophetic wisdom will never be permitted.

 

 

 

Revelation 1689

A Bitter Message

Wednesday, 23 May 2012 – 09:28

Judith de Beer

 

From and old scroll, yes, a very old archive, a prophesy of mystical nature unfolds.   Father Time is standing closer, riddled with rheumatism, yet he loudly calls: oh Elohim, let Your will be done on earth and in a gloomy, dark Africa region stand lonely and alone, a pure, noble Adamite.   He sings a mysterious, dark, morbid song – having nothing more to offer to his lost, worldly brothers.   Opposing him is standing a very lazy and cruel Cushite, constantly piercing and torturing the pure Israelite with a very sharp reed while he mockingly proclaims:   there is very little difference between a machete and a sharp palm reed and as long as the Adamite can provide in the sweat of his brow, there feeds the insatiable parasite, while it enjoys the labour of another.

 

In a very old scroll unfolds a story of the future, offering many sad tears.   It tells of a monotonous star that would shoot a few times every night – but in the time of now, it is but a contemporary satellite that meticulously spies on every corner of the earth.

 

But from a very old scroll unfolds a tale and a candlestick rises again – it stands secure and solid and Elijah is standing closer to bring to the world a very bitter message.   He lifts his hand and lightning strikes the forward-cruel Cushite.   A terrible drought ravages an enormously huge area.   While famine ensues over Africa and the rest of the world, the sun begins to shoot strange stones at the earth and space rubble hit many satellites and the earth answers with wild earthquakes in droning song while flood-waves crashes uncontrollably over vast coastal regions.

 

 

 

Revelation 1690

In winds that perish

Thursday, 24 May 2012 – 08:30

Judith de Beer

 

In the winds of destruction where the weather cock stands aimlessly, yes, in the ravaging of earthquakes’ destruction where church bells will never toll again.

 

In global chaos erupting everywhere, where nobody knows where to go for safety any more, there will be very few left who would understand the judgement of God.

 

In so much ineffectual Godly admonishing where congregations mockingly refuse to understand, there they only weep over perishing earthly possessions.

 

In the aimless coming and going of the end-time generation’s existence, why are the great ones and kings still so flamboyantly important while they are hastening full-speed to the eternal abyss.

 

In the blood-red moon over the horizon like a hairy sack while so much good grain will be destroyed by wildfires and the hungry would not understand.

 

In man’s coming and going where a world population erupts in inhabitant-explosion, millions are birthed in vain, only to perish again.

 

In a world where thousands of icons emerges daily while humanity stands in worship before them, there is almost no one that still knows the meaning of Elohim’s Name.

 

In a time when the writing is up on the wall in burning flames and the horses of Revelation in readiness are already shoed – yet no one realises the time has already passed.

 

In heated sun-rays destructively beaming their way to the earth where buyer and seller trade in vain while time elapses unnoticed, the world can still not understand the Truth thereof.

 

In a time when the fig tree stands in full bloom and the nations and peoples hit all around them in chaos while prophets warn in vain.

 

In the winds of destruction where the weather cock stands aimlessly, yes, in the ravaging of earthquakes’ destruction where church bells will never ever toll again.

 

 

 

Revelation 1691

Twelve.

Friday, 25 May 2012 – 08:38

Judith de Beer

 

I see a rainbow forming an honorary bow of multiple rainbows and the number of it is twelve – I see the time and in a day the hours are twelve and in a night, the hours thereof is twelve – I hear a bell tolling and the strokes thereof are twelve.   Then I hear a voice saying: in a dozen you find twelve, the months of a year is twelve;   it is now the year twenty twelve and it gets sealed with Elohim’s own water mark of twelve, twelve, twelve.   For look, Israel’s tribes are twelve, the apostles of the Lamb are twelve – therefore, on the head of the woman in the heavenly signs appears a crown of stars and it is twelve.   She gives birth and her Child’s Name is Melchizedek – Twelve.   Sion appears as a little rock to be a stronghold and somewhere on a calendar relating to the number twelve – comes a day of terror with an earthquake, registering beyond ten, up to twelve and the terrible aftershocks of it constitutes also of twelve and mankind groans in a bitter dark time and it is midnight, yes it is after twelve.

 

But twelve thousand from all twelve tribes of Israel are saved and the number of the sealed is hundred-and-forty-four and on their foreheads are the watermark – twelve.

 

And so, at last a time of peace and rest dawns, the new Jerusalem descends in Elohim’s eternal, unique watermark of twelve-twelve-twelve and look, hence there is an impenetrable wall with gates, consisting of twelve and at the twelve gates are twelve angels, each bearing a name and these are the names of the twelve tribes of the children of Israel.   Underneath the wall of the city rest sturdy foundations and they are twelve and on it is written the twelve names of the apostles of the Lamb.   Each respective wall of the city is mathematically measured and it is twelve times twelve which is equal to hundred-and-forty-four and the blessed inhabitants of this city have seen the throne of Elohim and the Lamb sitting thereon and His Eternal Sun have shone over them and they never again thought about the day when they had to slave away as the oppressed of the world – for His Love for ever would comfort them of their labours and His Eternal Name was written on their foreheads and they were sealed under Elohim’s unique watermark of twelve-twelve-twelve.

 

 

 

Revelation 1692

An Earthquake

Friday, 25 May 2012 – 11:30

Judith de Beer

 

During an earthquake destroying everything in order to teach man a lesson, everyone tries to prevent and protect, but everything collapses mercilessly around them.   The moaning and yelling makes no difference.   In the bottoms of collapsed mines lie thousands of mine workers deathly still.   In overturned roads the corpses grosses out the living, while multitudes as looters begin to quarrel about everything.

 

Yes, masses are dead or injured.   Cities are now ruins and are autocratically controlled.   The remains of the governments try to imply it is in everyone’s interest to be controlled.

 

While the earth unceasingly shakes and rattles – a pair of balances is watching, yes, relentlessly and cool – while he proclaims:   heaven has been grossed out by mankind’s atrocities and so, at last, Elohim’s Righteous Will took action.

 

 

 

Revelation 1693

Three ships in Table Bay

Saturday, 26 May 2012 – 05:30

Judith de Beer

 

In a vision I stand on Table Mountain, looking out over the sea.   I see far off, on the horizon, an old, antique sail ship approaching, followed shortly by a steam boat and shortly after that, an ultra-modern warship.   All three let down anchor alongside each other.

 

They then simultaneously hoist a flag, which is the one of skull and bones of the Buccaneers as well as the pirates and land-thieves.   A voice says: this is the great world power of the past centuries, they have, over more than three time periods, come to rob all belonging to the continent of Africa.   Look, it has come to a climax now and in the near future, South Africa will be burnt black as soot – under the smoke of global war.

 

 

 

 

Revelation 1694

What is great and what is small

Saturday, 26 May 2012 – 09:05

Judith de Beer

 

Two beings are strolling each on their own on a road alongside Elohim’s great sea and so the greatest archangel meets the smallest little spirit and the little spirit stand aside, embarrassed.   But Gabriel invites him along and say: come walk with me but the little spirit fiercely objects and say:   I am too small to tread on the way of an archangel – but look, in the kingdom of Elohim I am not for one moment embarrassed – because I am so much more than you dependent upon Elohim, much more time and Love is spent on me.

 

At these words, Gabriel now quickly shortens his long stride and he looks intently to this little spirit, yes, clothed with the pure humility and in that moment the great Gabriel knows to approach Elohim not as an archangel, but as a little child – so that Elohim can, in His Sweet Fatherly Love, clothe him also with salvation.

 

 

 

Revelation 1695

A Sorrowful war song

Sunday, 27 May 2012

Judith de Beer

 

I see in a dark night a stark white night flower which suddenly changes colour and the colour thereof is borrowed from human blood.   I hear a million widows weeping in unison and they sing a sorrowful song, whining over all the battlegrounds of the world.   The words of their song come from their own sorrow and it cuts through bone and marrow.   Oh why is the global heart so hardened in hate and envy and where have all the courageous as well as the cowardly soldiers suddenly gone – they paid so dearly with their blood – but look, there came no blessing upon us in this.

 

 

 

Revelation 1696

Let Your will be done

Sunday, 27 May 2012 – 10:00

Judith de Beer

 

There was a preacher and in his search he became depressed – he came to the conclusion that all is just an empty chase after wind and in vain.   Yes, in the eternal search for immortality where the mortal strong-headedly resist corruption.

 

Also in the mindless dependency of centuries-old dogma, where churches and structures cannot offer their disciples anything more in their dark teachings.

 

Also in the desperate search through contrasting philosophies – where the human psyche tries to provide answers in opposition to everything.

 

Yes, in the search of human emotions where hate as satan and love as God – try to so simply present the answer on everything.

 

Also in complete debauchery where many-a-man desperately in self-destruction enjoys what the moment gives.

 

So every species is searching in the cycle of existence through propagation, desperately in their sprouts, yes what eternal life would offer in immortality.

 

In the temporary ownership of possession – where Mammon gives a consolation prize in riches – against the worms of death.

 

Yes, in the lights of the heaven where radio waves mysteriously refuse to give their godly information to the world-fools – for the secret of life to only be done in Truth.

 

In a preacher’s search where eternal punishment or reward, yes, a purgatory or idyllic heaven can no longer provide an answer on his search for eternity and his answer was:   everything is just a chase after wind, so empty and in vain.

 

There a little sinner kneels and while he unknowingly provides the right answer unto eternity, there he prays – Our Father, living in Your infinite heavens – let only Your Great Will be done in my little heart.

 

 

 

Revelation 1697

Sickle and pruner

Monday, 28 May 2012 – 09:00

Judith de Beer

 

In a vision comes from far and wide and I see two brightly burning stars in the form of a sickle and a prune and I hear a sheep urgently bleating for the protection of his Shepherd.   Somebody asks: from where do the two end-time witnesses come.   A voice answers:   they are sent from a dimension infinitely far away – and they originate from the very first, original primordial star – and no one can block their way, yes, obstruct.   They come with a message and look, the jaws of death are now stretched wide open – and so arise the last abominable generation on earth, now standing right in the line of fire.

 

 

 

Revelation 1698

Sinners till the end-time-storms

Monday, 28 May 2012 – 09:15

Judith de Beer

 

While Satan now proudly thrones over his great, rotten world kingdom, to present himself as the god of the world – bows now before him each world-child as his own little abominable clone, while they contemptuously deny the presented hand of the Son of man.   While Satan mockingly jeers at the last holy ones – martyrs stand under the blood of their Saviour, purified-clean and while they – victoriously – show themselves to the balances of Elohim, they say: there is nothing left that excuse you from your great end-time tasks.

 

So therefore, little child of man, in a distressed whisper, ask: O Father living there in heaven, while Your little flock hopefully dreams about the new peace-earth,   would You not, on this day, excuse Your sinner child’s many transgressions, for look, in Your Great day of Judgement will be no child of man able to boast – I am already so holy and pious.

 

 

 

Revelation 1699

Israel’s protectors

Tuesday, 29 May 2012 – 16:30

Judith de Beer

 

Oh my soul, why do you let yourself be vexed in vain in this time and why do you worry over what you cannot change – look, there is your Elohim – an eternal EL and in His presence, each being, good or evil, have long ago been counted and the vast majority is already part of Satan’s lost cartel – but there also is a pure seed-line, who will rehearse the great works in eternal tradition, to all who still have to be.   Yes, a nation with its feet once bound in the fetters of slaves, but a noble harvest is freed from this seed-line and appointed priests and kings.

 

So look, therefore, Jerusalem, who are appointed to be your protectors in this time and you will see – four swords of Elohim are ready, appointed for your protection.   Yes, above your head Michael fights, under your feet, Gabriel watches.   To your left is Uriel, stoutly fighting and to your right, Raphael conquers.   But above all in this time of all times, Elohim Himself is your great Companion

 

Oh my soul, why would you upset yourself in this time and while you begin to count your blessings – bid the world and its worthless promotions forever farewell, while you know you stand in the protective circle of love of your eternal, only EL.

 

 

 

Revelation 1700

End of May

Wednesday, 30 May 2012 – 06:30

Judith de Beer

 

Oh my Abba Father, You, the Good Potter and I the humble clay – You form and make me from the fertile mud of this earthly marsh – to, at the end of yet another month, the month of May – in yet another time slot where I can rejoice about Your Truth, yes, there on Your narrow way, paved with Your lovely Wisdom.   Oh let me therefore, Good Father, for ever rejoice in Your Omniscience to enable me to fight the dark promotions of the evil one.

 

Oh my Abba Father, You, the Good Potter, I, Your malleable, weak clay – with life which prepares me through bumps and hits for Your Kingdom – while You lead me with so much concern to Your eternal green pastures and at the end of another month, the month of May, where Your children so hopefully ask: when will the end-time with all its suffering come to an end – so that they can jubilantly confess: look, Satan is bound and Your people stand free.

 

Oh Abba Father, You, the Omniscient Potter – there where You as the Sculptor stands stooped over me – Your sculpting clay and at the end of yet another month, yes, the month of May – there I call out hopefully, asking: how close is our perfect rebirth – for on the wings of Your Godly Wisdom, we want to soar through freed spheres and we want to have unlimited excess of Your Great Love.

 

Oh Abba Father, You, the eternal, Good Potter and us, Your humble clay – how many times have we been chastised by our own free will and own faults in Your refining – for You form and shape us to be Your perfect children – there, close by Your Godly side.   Therefore we ask You at the end of this month, yes, the month of May: oh Good Abba Father, to come and abide in our hearts, for You have once, Yourself as weak clay – yes, as a man, suffered on our behalf on Golgotha.