VISION FROM JERRY GOLDEN
The smell was so bad I covered my nose and mouth it smelt like death everywhere. I could hear people crying and others fighting with each other, and gunshots were coming in from the distance.
It was a terrible dream.
For two days I’ve prayed about sharing it or not, and I have finally decided to share it. Keeping in mind there are dreams and there are dreams and they aren’t the same and you know it when they occur. In fact after walking with the Lord for just over 50 years one should know the difference.
I have dreams. Seldom do I share them. First I feel it necessary to try the spirit and be sure it is the Spirit of Yahweh speaking and showing us things. There is a reason I am saying this at this time and the reason is the way this dream came about. In fact I am not 100% sure it was a dream, but this is the way I got it.
During the process of proving the spirit and trying to relay the information to believers one finds him or herself questioning their motive for sharing, is it to be heard or to tell. In fact if it wasn’t for the fear of the Lord I wouldn’t share it. I pray this report causes many to begin to prepare for their family and loved ones.
Not being certain about it being a dream is simply because I really don’t believe I was sleeping. I was just laying there praying about how desperately the ministry needed finances at this time. How we have come so far to now find ourselves faced with the possibility of failing altogether because of the falling off of support at this crucial time in Israel’s history in preparation for the soon coming Messiah and the re-gathering of the Jews to the Promise Land. What happened with this dream is this; I must have gone to sleep because when I awoke at about 5 the next morning it was vividly clear to me – every detail as if I had really lived it. It just didn’t seem like any dream or vision I’ve ever had.
The smell was so bad I covered my nose and mouth it smelt like death everywhere. I could hear people crying and others fighting with each other, and gunshots were coming in from the distance. There was a very distant look in their eyes. I wondered how long they had been like this. Their faces were dirty for the most part and they were very hungry. There were gangs of men and women walking down the street all carrying guns and knives, shouting threats with wild insane looks in their eyes. Looking around there was no real damage to buildings or infrastructure so I thought it must have been an EMP.
Wondering if it was like this everywhere, then suddenly I found myself looking at a different part of the country. There was smoke and fire everywhere I looked, buildings were destroyed and the smell was even worse than the first place. There was the strong smell of death mixed with chemicals and it was almost impossible to keep my eyes open and breathing was difficult.
It was winter or possibly the beginning of winter. People were cold and hungry and I found that their greatest threat other than hunger was being killed by others. Only because of hunger were they brave enough to come out from hiding.
I noticed some acting strangely as they were acting more like animals than people. They would run and stop and look up and around as if they were looking for some kind of an attack from above. They were totally terrified. I saw some women picking leaves off the trees and they were afraid someone would take them.
I remember asking; “when will this happen”. There was no answer. Instead I found myself sitting up in bed wide awake tired and sleepy. It was then I heard “Tell them”.
I assumed this was in the United States, but I am not sure of that. I could tell it was not in Israel and it left me wondering about Israel, and with a sense of responsibility to share this in the hope it will motivate you to prepare for your family and loved ones.
A few years ago I prepared a list of things you need to know and do in case of an EMP, nuclear attack or all–out war.
Pray for the peace of Jerusalem for our son Joel and all the IDF soldiers. Pray for this ministry and your part in it.
Shalom, Jerry Golden