Seven Thunders - The First Thunder
Bob Neumann
Archived prophetic words and bible teachings from the Mercy Seat Fellowship
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The prideful arrogance of his false/wicked servants. The illusions that they clothe themselves in will be stripped away. Naked and ashamed will they stand before those they have manipulated and deceived for their own glory and their own gain. Their covering will be removed and their deeds shall now be judged.
As in previous visions I was in the place of vision and wearing a full hooded cloak as I have seen the master wear. But this time I stood alone in a great enclosed area. The floor was ''dusty'' and scattered debris covered the ground. The air smelled rancid and bitter and the taste in my mouth quickly matched the smell. The ''air'' was hazy and I noticed the dullness of my vision as I looked out around me was the combination of dull contrived lighting and this ''hazy air''.
Quietly I began to hear a melody and I began to walk as the holy one nudged me toward the source of the music. As I got closer it became both louder and I began to recognize snatches of tunes. As I recognized the source of the discordant music I recognized the melody as a ''march'' I had heard as a child. And the ''instrument'' as a steam calliope. Like some marches....this one by Straus...the Raditzky March was one danced to more than marched to. Only there was no one marching or dancing. The ''music'' filled the air just as the ''haze'' filled the air. To fill in blank areas....
Suddenly I was aware of being in a great circus tent. The haze had prevented me from seeing the top or the far walls. But now I began to see and hear most clearly. The covering was not that high and to either side the walls were much closer than I had thought. In the center was the classic ring and simple bleachers were on either side. The kind you put up and tear down as you travel.
As I approached the ring I noticed the lights dim and the music picked up as I prepared to see ''the show'' begin.
With a fan fare that reminded me of a certain other arena, two performers came into the center of the ring arms raised to the anticipated ''applause'' of the crowd. One was male, the other female.
The male wore a tight fitting suit like costume in bright blue with sequins. His hair sculptured and lifted into a pompadour. The makeup he wore under the lights hid both age and the signs of consumptive disease. The female wore a flesh tone body suit with stiletto heals and a similar blue and sequined bodice that was both tight and attempted to be alluring. Like her counterpart the built up hair and heavy makeup were as much illusion as possibly camouflage, to create an image presentable. An image in one part seducing at the same time acceptable and anticipated.
Like all ''good'' theater, the moves and dialog were scripted in advance and performed with exaggerated precision. On cue the act appeared and took it's prescribed position within the ring. First came the trained Shetland ponies followed by the dogs of variable sizes, breeds, and ages. Like a precision instrument the act ran smoothly as each animal exhibited the trick it learned in the proper sequence. Each trick planned and orchestrated for optimum effect. As the human performers played to the crowd and feigned the required emotions for each trick the episodes of ''surprise'', ''humor'', and even ''anger'' were performed on cue.
As trick followed trick, each task appeared to be harder and less certain, yet even the ''mistakes'' were orchestrated. And like all good theater, the act ended. And like theater was created to be, the act was repeated over and over.
Then without warning I heard the wind blow within the tent as the act played on. And as the thunder roared forth I saw the tent shake and tear loose from it's stakes. As the sides came free the fabric shredded and dissolved as the lightening illuminated the grounds and the rain came down in torrents flooding the ''ring'' and washing away the dust and debris. In the illumination of the pure light and the cleansing of this latter rain, the performers were washed down and what was hidden under the ''hair'' and ''make-up'' was exposed for all to see.
What had appeared as a man and women and their performing dogs and ponies was revealed to be two great princes of darkness and many assorted demons and foul spirits.
These are the deceivers spoken of in Revelations 2 and 3 that deceive, pervert, and control the three apostate churches and two deluded churches of the end times. The First Thunder which has now begun will expose them and their works in the world today. The assorted demons and foul spirits that perform on command are the familiar spirits of the ''serpent seed'' within the realm of Christianity. The seed whose fruit have been given to the children of light in place of the living water and the bread of life.
The first thunder will tear away the false light and covering of major ministries as their ''tent'' is blown away. The demonic ''haze'' that obscured both vision and discernment will be cleared for all to see. The constant noise that prevents the Lord's people from hearing Him will be gone when this 'peal' ends and a new ''silence'' begins for God's children.
Isaiah 30:15
15 For thus saith the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel; in returning and rest shall ye be saved; in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength: and ye would not. (KJV)
"I shall silence the scripted and the contrived. In the quiet I now bring, the lost may hear my voice. The hurting will hear my words of comfort. The weak will hear my words that strengthen. The fearful will hear me and trust. For I am. And they will hear me for the first time.
Those who will be exposed in their deception will feel as if inundated by an unstoppable tidal wave. There are many now who call themselves prophets, priests, and intercessors who are attempting to rebuke my storm by invoking My name. Warn them not to rebuke what they do not understand. Warn them that this act alone proves they do not hear my voice or serve me.
Many are deceived who think they hear me when they hear their own hearts. Many who hear deceiving spirits move in power and in pride that are not of me. This now I stop. For as the first wave of thunder overwhelms all the world those of Me will be standing. Those who are not will have their kingdoms destroyed. Their deceptions exposed as their illusions and allurements are washed away."
Once more I look upon the performers' ''hair'' flattened, make-up gone in the clear light of his glory. The sequins do not shine and their animals are washed away. All the hidden trash that littered the tent floor sits open to all in the bleachers to be seen.
And of those who sat watching the show. That is the second thunder and it will await its appointed time.
Selah Maranatha hine hu ba
Old dog in Goshen