Warning to America: THE KORAN

As I opened the cover of THE KORAN, I was engulfed in a cold, damp, brown cloud of the most foul smell imaginable  The smell was so overpowering that it left me weak.  Though nauseating, at the same time, it was cloyingly sweet.  It burned inside my nostrils, leaving me coughing, choking, and retching until I vomited blood.  Then I lay heaving, on the ground, while my insides burned like fire.

I struggled to crawl back to the Koran, which was still seeping its vile mist.  As I grasped the cover to close it, it became as heavy as lead.  The words began to rise from the page and take the shape of a beast.  It orange belly was soaked in urine, and feces were matted to its behind, from where it slowly dripped a green, vile-smelling mucous.  As the drops hit the ground, each one turned into a tiny, vile little beast.  They scurried off in all directions.  Its male part, twisted and misshapen, hung limply, encrusted in feces.

I began heaving again.  I backed away, trembling from the exertion, and as I did I began to see the entirety of his form.  His feet were like those of a rat--bare flesh with strong rounded toes that gave forth long, curved, pointed claws.  He sat on his haunches, with his short arms hanging in front of him.  In his right hand was a black book, with 'The Word of God' emblazoned on the cover in gold letters.  Gripped in his other fist was a maiden, lying calmly, and wearing a thin cotton sleeping gown.  She was not struggling, and seemed to be unaware.

Then I looked at his face.  It had the appearance of a gargoyle--a round face with pointed ears set near the sides of the top; large, round, lidless eyes that gaped at me; a broad, flattened nose, that rattled with congestion when it breathed; and a grinning mouth, filled with widely spaced, pointed teeth,  that drooled partly congealed blood and saliva, deep red, nearly black.

He continued to sit there, gazing at me, with the same malevolent, mocking grin, as if taunting me, to see what I would do.  I glanced away and surveyed the ground around him.  Strewn at length, and piled everywhere, were bones.  The bones of men, and women, and children.  In a few places, the broken, jagged stumps of  dead trees stood above the bones.  The ground was dry, barren, and dusty.  Desolation.  I saw not another living thing.

As I looked back into his face, a boldness and resolve began to fill me.  His eyes probed me, questioningly.  He continued to grin and spoke not a word aloud, yet his raspy, squealing voice rang loudly in my head, causing it to ache as if it would explode into pieces.  'What are you doing here?' he calmly asked, 'why have you come?''  A loathing welled from my heart and filled me from head to toe.  Grinning before me was the pure, arrogant, mocking, embodiment of absolute evil and depravity.  I did not have an answer.

As I continued to size him up, a baby girl came round from behind him, toddling along, her blanket in tow.  As he sensed her presence, his male part swelled. He turned loose of the maiden and snatched up the baby.  I turned my head as he violated her.  When her screams had subsided, I looked back.  Her tiny,  limp, bloody body, split in two, lie in the palm of his hand.  His stiff, pointed tongue licked her caressingly, as he savored the blood.  Then he popped her into his mouth and gulped her down.

I had not known I would be transported here when I opened the cover of that blasphemous book.  Yet, here I was.  The loathing and anger inside me grew ever stronger, overcoming my pain.  I raced forward, lunging at him with all my strength, and battering him with my fists.  He chuckled, unfazed.  I drew back and raced forward again, and again, and again.  His chuckles gave way to a full-bellied roaring laugh, bringing tears of mirth to his eyes.  He wiped the slobber from his mouth with the back of his hand.  He was so caught up in glee that he had turned loose the Word of God.  I watched it fall from his hand.

As it lay there, in the dust and filth, I stared at it.  I thought to pick it up, but I was filthy and corrupt from being near the beast, and throwing myself upon him, and I couldn't bring myself to touch it.  I longed for the peace , beauty and love that I knew were contained inside The Word of God.

As I continued looking at it, desiring it with all my heart, it whispered to me.  'Eat me.'  I was taken aback.  'Eat me', it whispered again, 'and I will bring life and strength to your bones.'  'Eat me, and I will be your sword  I will bind myself to your heart and proceed out of your mouth.  Together, we shall destroy our enemies, and deliver the heavens and the earth to Him who sits on the throne.'




What I have written here was not a 'vision' or a dream.  Rather, it is my attempt to describe what I discerned in my spirit as I learned what is really contained in the Koran.  
I apologize for the offensiveness of the portions which are lewd and graphic.  I take no pleasure in using such descriptions, but they are necessary to fully portray the depth of blasphemy, evil and depravity that are embodied in Islam.


IMPORTANT DEFINITIONS OF ISLAMIC TERMS:

• koran (aka kuran, qu'ran): The 'holy' book of islam, inspired by satan ('Allah'), and written by mohammed.
• allah: ultimately, satan; the deceiving spirit that spoke to mohammed.
• mohammed: a warrior who 'channeled' allah and proclaimed himself to be a prophet. He was confused and deceived.  He refers to satan as 'Allah' and 'God'.  (This is not the same 'God' as the Creator God of Christians & Jews, nor is 'Allah' that God.)
• islam: the embodiment of the principles of mohammed, contained in the koran.  Followers call it a religion.
• muslim: a follower of islam, who (often unintentionally) worships satan by worshipping mohammed and allah.
• caliphate: basically an islamic 'pope'; he would be a present day successor of mohammed who would impose sharia law.
• sharia law: the laws contained in the koran.  (In some ways an immitation of Old Testament laws, but coming from, and teaching, a competely different set of values.)  The goal of islam is to have the whole world under sharia law.
• Three choices for the conquered:

1. conversion or
2. 'dhimmitude' (paying a tribute, every moment of one's life) or
3. death

• jizya: a monetary tribute; a poll tax required of non-Muslims
• DESOLATION: What happens in the land, the community, the family, and the individual where islam dominates.
• dhimma: a supposed 'treaty of protection' that establishes the terms of surrender (the daily tribute required) of those who have been conquered but choose not to convert to islam.      They shall 'pay the jizya with willing submission, and feel themselves subdued'.      This is comprised of a number of humiliating and demeaning requirements, to keep the person in submission-- as well as a loss of all rights.

DO NOT BE DECEIVED!!  Regardless of not becoming a muslim, and not accepting the teachings of islam, surrender to the terms of the dhimma is a form of worship (by actions) of allah/satan (which is why he is willing to allow it)!!


Link to a short video: 'Fitna--A Documentary About Islam' 


Allah Is Not God!!

It's Time To 'Shake The Dust Off'

The day has arrived that we must 'shake the dust off our feet' in regards to some of the people in our lives that we have been trying to persuade to Christ.  When the time arrives to 'shake the dust off' in regards to a specific person, the Lord will speak to your heart.  It is important to  listen, because God knows the heart and He knows the point at which a person has decided that their 'final answer' is 'NO'.  Beyond that, you are wasting precious time. 

He may already be speaking this to your heart about some of the people in your life, and you may have found it very confusing--but He does not call us to devote our life to persuading anyone to turn to Him.  When He sent out the twelve disciples to different villages, two by two (as their first 'solo flight', as Christians ministering the gospel through the power of God) Jesus gave them specific instructions. Part of that instruction was:

'if any place will not welcome you or listen to you, shake the dust off your feet when you leave, as a testimony against them.'

His desire is that we present the truth, live the truth, and minister in what ways we are able.  We are not to so heavily invest ourselves in someone that we bind ourselves to them and make their choice our responsibility.  The Lord wants people who truly desire to walk with Him--who choose Him out of their own free will,  not from constant badgering or guilt. 

He called us to be witnesses--to the truth and to what He has done in our lives--not salesmen.  It is the job of the Holy Spirit to persuade men of their sins and personal need for a Savior.  In fact, if we go beyond presenting and living the truth and ministering as we are able, we may very well have the opposite effect and actually get in the way of the Holy Spirit and cause a person to harden his heart!  People come to Jesus out of hunger!  Force feeding has the opposite effect.

And that brings us to the unfortunate situation of people who are 'unequally yoked'.  If you are married to an unbeliever, you need to prepare your heart.  The day is soon coming that you will be confronted with a choice: will you choose to join your unbelieving spouse and turn your back on God, or will you stand firm in your faith, and lose your spouse?

When the time to choose arrives, the Lord will speak to your heart:

'Let him who does wrong continue to do wrong; let him who is vile continue to be vile; let him who does right continue to do right; and let him who is holy continue to be holy.'

Will you heed His voice?

There comes a time when you have to let go of your hopes for someone and accept things for what they are.  I am not saying you should leave your spouse--that is a choice for the Lord to direct you in.  I am saying, don't be surprised if your spouse leaves you. 

Prepare your heart for the possibility that your spouse will leave you, in the not too distant future, if you continue to serve God.  Evil has greatly increased on the earth and people are now, consciously or not, making spiritual decisions.  As things get more difficult, they will act out of what is in their heart, and the spiritual decisions they have made.

Make up your mind now, what you will do when that time comes.  You will be very vulnerable to making a choice you will regret, when that horrible day arrives.  There are few things more agonizing than being left by the one you love.  But the Lord will sustain you through that time, if you choose to remain in Him.

The hour that Jesus spoke of has arrived:

'Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth.  I did not come to bring peace, but a sword. For I have come to turn

'a man against his father, a daughter against her mother, a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law--a man's enemies will be the members of his own household.'  

Anyone who loves his father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; anyone who loves his son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me; and anyone who does not take his cross and follow me is not worthy of me.  Whoever finds his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life for my sake will find it.'

There has recently been a shift in the spiritual realm. It seems that people are no longer restraining the evil that is within their hearts.  Evil wants nothing to do with good, and good wants nothing to do with evil.  Everyone seems to be choosing one side or the other.  The Lord is calling us again, to devote ourselves fully to Him, and to begin to emotionally distance ourselves from those who have rejected Him. 


[Here is a word to those of you who think that you can hide behind your  unbelieving spouse:
Do not listen to the lying whisper that tells you you can just keep quiet about being a Christian, find some way not to get 'The Mark' and be ok, (because you know your spouse will take it and will still be able to buy and sell, thus providing for your needs)!  The Lord knows your heart and is not pleased.  Repent and put your faith in Him.]

It's Time To 'Shake The Dust Off' (Part 2)
You Only Die Once--Make It Count!
Here's The Deal . . .