Invasion, Russia, Vision

VISION: RUSSIAN INVASION – Henry Gruver

VISION: RUSSIAN INVASION

Received by Henry Gruver,
December 14, 1986
Carmarthen Castle, North Wales

My feet followed the course of countless others whose footsteps had eroded the winding stairway of the 12th century Carmarthen Castle leading to its Eagle Tower. In the height of its power it was reputed to be the strongest land-based, marine defense fortress of its times. It is still one of the most well preserved castles in the British Isles, housing a war museum and the place of coronation for the Prince of Wales. Prince Charles’ ceremony was the most recent in modern times.
I made my way up to the Eagle Tower, which is octagonal in form with eroded figures of eagles on each of its eight points. Reaching the top, I was able to overlook the Irish Sea, which separates Ireland from England and Scotland. Just beyond England, in the direction I was looking, is the North Sea, which touches the northern coast of Europe and all the Scandinavian countries.
Without forethought, or warning, I found myself in the Spirit, high above the earth, looking down upon it. I saw a huge flotilla of all kinds of naval ships in the North Sea, accompanied by thousands of jet fighters and bombers. They were all coming from an inlet somewhere up above Norway.
[At the time of the vision, my geographical understanding was limited to what I was actually seeing. I didn’t have the personal know/edge of the names of some of the seas, the ports, and the countries that my eyes were seeing in vision. The port was later identified and confirmed to be Murmansk, Russia.]
This massive air and sea fleet was heading west through the North Sea, out into the Atlantic Ocean, between Europe and the United States. Before long, there was a military wall, in the air and sea, which extended from the northern Arctic waters above Norway, to the Atlantic Ocean as far south as the Horn of Africa. As I watched this alarming sight, from my vantage point in the heavens, my attention was drawn homeward to the United States, and I wondered if she realized what was about to come upon her. Looking down towards the eastern seaboard of the U.S., I saw vast numbers of submarines, so closely positioned under our coastal waters that the sand of our beaches touched some of their subs’ noses. I couldn’t believe they were actually this far into our territorial waters, and still undetected. Shocked and dismayed, I looked all the way across the country to the Pacific Northwest, where my family was living in Portland, Oregon.
I stood in the heavens, astounded, as I saw submarines positioned in the same manner along our western coast, from Seattle to San Diego. Instantly, my attention was drawn to radio towers that seemed to be coming up out of the earth, all across the continental U.S. I saw the towers’ transmissions coming forth as dotted lines into the heavens. [It reminded me of the 1950’s news-reels’ portrayal of radio towers sending out their signals across the airwaves.] As quickly as the signal left the towers, the dotted lines turned into sprinklings of dust, falling to the earth. “Oh, Lord,” I cried out, “the warning is not getting through! They won’t even know what hit them!”
At that point, my attention was drawn to a missile coming forth from a submarine just off the coast of New York City. I watched in disbelief, as it exploded, turning the city into dust and ash. I looked across the country again and saw an explosion in the area of Seattle/Bellevue, Washington. Then, another was fired over each of the cities of San Francisco, Los Angeles and San Diego. The final missile that I witnessed exploded over Florida.
As the vision faded, I found myself standing back on the Eagle Tower, looking down to my left at the village below the castle. It appeared to be “business as usual.” There were no alarms, or sirens being sounded. The people were not showing any evidence of an imminent or actual attack. Again, I cried out in my spirit. “Oh, God! If this is not happening, then what will be the sign of its happening; and of it time?”
In response, I heard an audible voice say to me, “When Russia opens her doors and lets the masses go, the free world will occupy itself with transporting, housing, feeding and caring for the masses, and will let down their defenses. They will cry, ‘Peace and safety!’—And then sudden destruction will come upon them. That is when it will happen.”

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