God has been telling me many things about America in the past months. I was amazed why God would tell me about America as I am not familiar with the country. I released some of these messages via our podcast ministry. Whenever I tried to soften the messages, God would deal sternly with me. I have long learned that it is better to obey God and deliver His words as honestly and truthfully as I can.
Ever since I saw the demoness Athaliah rise up from the dark waters of the night sea and headed straight for your country, I felt a sense of foreboding for America’s future. I understood that due to the sacrifice of unborn children through abortion, there was sufficient blood accumulated from aborted children to summon her. She awoken and headed for your land not by chance but because of the blood spilled to pay homage to her. She knew that it was a place open to her and she went there to situate herself as queen.
I saw the land of America cracked into pieces like a cookie and I saw Athaliah bloodthirsty, relishing devouring your land. I saw Lady Liberty, symbolizing your pure and beautiful country, standing, unsuspecting, and I saw Athaliah schemed murder upon her. And I saw many scenes of Athaliah creeping up to an unsuspecting Lady Liberty and murdering her.
In the natural world, I saw the future of America hurtling with great speed towards the end days. It seemed like nothing you did could stop the riots, violence, misunderstanding, thefts, etc. from breaking out and exacerbating the situation. The rot was sown in the roots, through corruption and deviation from God’s precepts and protection many years ago. During that time, America was still glorious and mighty outwardly. No one understood that what was sown in the spiritual years ago would lead to an inevitable outcome of her downfall.
God showed me many hardship that will come upon the Christian remnant in America. I understood that one group will die, one group will be imprisoned and one group will escape. I understood from God in the end days, those who were destined to die should die gloriously, overcoming as victors. Those who are imprisoned prayed to God stoically from prisons. Those who are destined to escape were given escape routes by God and supernaturally covered by angels’ wings so that their enemies cannot see them.
Many years in the future, I looked at the brown, dusty landscape of the geographical location of what was once America. I did not recognize it anymore as the America I knew. It looked like barren land, brown and dusty. It looked like land that was left behind and abandoned after war. There were a few soldiers moving on the land but I did not recognize them as Americans in their attire or appearance.
Out of this dusty forsaken land, I suddenly saw disparate streams of the Christian remnant emerging from the hills and valleys, cliffs of rock where they had been hidden away by God for all these years. They looked dusty but otherwise fit, healthy and well. In the previous years, the great falling away has taken place due to intense persecution. What remained of the small handful of Christian remnant were marked Faithful and Overcomers. I saw that they had spiritual muscles, they were fit, excellent and alert, ready for battle, not prone to deception, because they had walked so closely with God in order to survive. I was surprised because I had thought that America was gone. I asked God who these were. God told me that these people are His true America.