When The Last Trumpet Sounds
Come Out Of Her, My Children (Now is your time, time become whole, time to live as you were so created.) You should read this and watch the short video. Just click the image or link to do so.
These days, we tremble. We tremble at the thought of be banned, blocked, chastised and crucified. We, God’s Children, Tremble.
The end of days is not inevitable, it is here. When we can no longer speak without man’s wrath, days have ended. When the children of God are perverted, days have ended. When we cower in the shadow of death, our days have ended.
Speak Now. Tell of God’s truth and let evil men and women, do the evil in their hearts, for they are un-savable.
If you can no longer speak God’s Truth, are no longer allowed to sound trumpets for God, untether yourselves from the Beast. Speak now to the Godly, for all others are lost.
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.”
I know your heart and I know you want to keep sounding your trumpet, but that time has passed. How long will the deaf remain deaf? How long will the blind remain blind? Let the willful remain willful, for you have sounded my trumpet.
Babylon has fallen. Only its pillars of salt remain.
Come out of her, my children.
