18 And all the people saw the thunderings, and the lightnings, and the noise of the trumpet, and the mountain smoking: and when the people saw it, they removed, and stood afar off.
19 And they said unto Moses, Speak thou with us, and we will hear: but let not God speak with us, lest we die.
20 And Moses said unto the people, Fear not: for God is come to prove you, and that his fear may be before your faces, that ye sin not.
21 And the people stood afar off, and Moses drew near unto the thick darkness where God was.
My son, D-Day will soon be upon this nation. The Day of Destruction is at hand, and My people are sound asleep. As the time of war draws closer, My people should be in prayer constantly, coming before My throne holding this nation up before Me. Instead, My people want theatrical worship services, fire dancers, and snake handlers. They want smooth-talking shepherds that tickle their ears with feel good messages that soothe the flesh. These churches and the people that fill them are a stench in My nostrils. There are very few churches and shepherds that preach the power of the cross, that tell men sin is sin, repent now or face damnation in hell. Did I not say it is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the Living God?
My son, D-Day approaches yet no one is preparing for what’s coming. I have had my prophets and watchman shouting the alarms, yet the people sleep. Just as in Jeremiah’s day, the people slept until the sword was upon them. So it is here in America, in Europe, in Africa, in China, in the Middle East, in the Far East and in India, and the Isles. My voice has been loud, and the alarms have sounded! The claxons have screamed, but the world continues as if it will never end!
My son, many people will reject this word, but when D-Day starts, it will come in waves like landing on the beaches, wave after wave. Many people will perish because they did not believe My true prophets or watchmen. Many perished in Jerusalem while Jeremiah warned them over and over. Those that did not perish were taken as slaves. This is a picture of America. Yes, many will fight and many will die, but judgment has been set, and D-Day is at hand.
My son, while there is still time, shout the warnings, sound the alarms, tell my Remnant to wake up those who sleep! Remnant, your orders are to reach those asleep, edify those awake, and pray for each other for the enemy wants to sift you like flour. Love one another, greet each other in love. I love you all so much, but time is out!