Krystal Beall
January 5, 2019
To all of you my faithful beloveds who are longing, watching and awaiting my arrival rejoice I say to you. Again I say rejoice. I know many of you are weary and some of you are discouraged and disappointed. I hear your prayers. I have collected your tears in my bottle, with mine. How precious are the tears of my children, who cry out to me for mercy upon a generation who has forsaken me. Do not doubt but believe. You shall behold my glory. To the nation of America I say this, before the moment of silence. I have loved you. I had made my dwelling in the midst of thee, yet you were ashamed of me. You wanted no parts of me as I truly am. As a beggar I stood before thee, adorned in sackcloth and ashes pleading for your love, your return. Time and time again I was met with rejection and defiance. How grieved my spirit is. How pierced my heart . How I mourn deep within. How I have shed so many tears over a stiff necked rebellious people whom have made a scorn, a mockery, a belittlement out of my sacrifice and have trampled my cross Feet swift to sin, hearts set on destruction. In my love and mercy, I stretched out my hand. Come now let us reason together, shall we. Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be white as snow; though they be red like crimson they shall be as wool. Yet you would have no parts with me. Slamming the door in my face. I have warned and warned America to repent, return to me. Yet my cries have fallen upon many deaf ears. As it is written, in the last days, which you are living in, the very end of.. perelious times shall come. Men shall be lovers of their own selves, convetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy. Thus it is today. The darkness increases yet many remain complacent, numb, indifferent to the evil that is carried out without cease, without remorse before you. Sin is rampant, yet many do not know me for real. They have no true knowledge of the Holy one. Many accept and live that which I AM against, I despise, was brutalized, poured my blood and gave up my life upon the cross for. The cross is my ultimate expression of my love and desire for man. Yet how often AM I denied, rejected and dismissed. I AM not sought. Very few have understanding how much much I truly suffered and continue to suffer, very few care to know. Very few are willing to deny themselves, pick up their cross and follow me. Few find the strait gate, few enter in, few are they be upon the narrow way that leadeth unto life. Broad is the way that leadeth to destruction and many there be which go in thereat. Destruction comes swiftly to a nation who has rejected me. Hear me, vengace is mine. I shall repay. You robbed me America. Yet you care not. You think prosperity is a blessing from my hand? You are deceived. The Prosperity of man precedes my judgement upon a nation. Your Mammon shall crush you. The great American depression. My sword comes, lo it is here. I have struck the hearts, homes, lives of men. The scatter is seen. The division is witnessed. When the shepherd is struck the sheep scatter, so it was, so it is. I AM not mocked. Your nation is decayed. Your are cursed America. You are filled with lust, greed, violence. Bloodshed is on soil afar, in your homes, streets, and on your hands. Your heart cries war. Pride filled you are. Pride goes before destruction. A haughty spirit before a fall. What a fall it shall be. Fatal. In the destruction of America shall I be glorified. My judgment is set. It is just. Work be until America. Your nation shall burn in one hour. America you are blind. How long shall I suffer for a people who blindfold themselves and wander in the Streets, as if some game? Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen and has become the habitation of devils and the hold of every foul spirit and cage of unclean and hateful bird. You seek to obtain a like at the expense of my suffering? Ye rejoice to watch the masked singer, yet I tell thee, ye will not like the final unveiling. You are filled with filth. You are drunken with sin. Mad, burning with lust and moral decay. Spiritually blind. You grope in the noonday as one gropes in the darkness. I AM not laughing. Soon you will not be either. Great weeping and wailing shall resound in the nation. Your “golden leader” whom you falsely believe I sent as a reprieve will fall before your very eyes. You shall be oppressed and spoiled and no man shall save. The shot will ring throughout America and be seen and felt in all the earth. It tarries not. I tarry not. In one hour everything changes. The hour has come. You will look upon the one you pierced and mourn for me as one mourns for an only son. Woe to America. Ye know not what ye have done. The darkness increases with fury. Fear not my faithful. I AM with you. Never will I leave or forsake you. For the few of you who suffer for my namesake, who obey me at any and all cost, great are your rewards. You soothe my wounds and appease my lacerated heart. I delight in thee. I rejoice over thee with singing. The battle is mine. I shall fight for thee and ye shall hold your peace. I will heal thee. I will restore thee. I have. Believe. Walk by faith, not by sight. You my people shall never be put to shame. Awaken my love, Arise. Ye shall eat and be satisfied. Enter in my gates with to and my courts with praise. Be thankful unto me and bless my name. I have loved you with an everlasting love, yea with loving kindness have I drawn thee. Look up.
Jesus Christ
