Dear Jesus, I am here to begin writing the dream about CERN. This dream begins with You, my lovely Jesus, as I once again observe the massive CERN machine in operation. It is fully active, and I feel as though the sheer force of this powerful machine is causing the sky and atmosphere to be pulled downward. The strength of its pull is overwhelming.
I have a clear understanding that they are trying to pull something up—or perhaps out—from beneath them. As I observe, I notice many prominent figures gathered around, watching intently, observing every move made by the scientists and machine operators. I overhear one man in the group of onlookers say to another behind him, “If we can retrieve more of this dark matter, then the balance of power will shift in our favor.”
It becomes clear to me that they are attempting to extract dark matter from some place deep below.
Suddenly, the scene shifts. I find myself in a place consumed by raging fires, liquid pools of flame, and the unmistakable, suffocating stench of sulfur. The smell reminds me of burning hair and flesh, though it is far worse. I instinctively cover my mouth and nose, gagging as the vile odor overwhelms me. Then, I feel a hand gently placed on my back, and immediately, the unbearable stench vanishes. I can breathe freely again. I turn to see who touched me, and standing there is a tall, radiant figure, exuding a light filled with the love of my lovely Jesus.
“Thank you,” I said, then asked, “Who are you?” “I am a servant of the Most High God, Jehovah,” the man replied. “My name is not important, Daughter of Faith, of Grace, of Mercy, of Understanding, and of Wisdom. I am here by the command of Jehovah, who sits on the throne in heaven, to show you what must be seen and to escort you safely to where you need to go.” “Oh,” I said, “Okay. What do you need to show me?”
“You are to see what is occurring at the hands of your enemy, Satan, the devil,” he said, “and you are to share all that you are commanded to share, withholding only that which must remain unspoken until the appointed time.” “I understand,” I replied.
After these words, the tall, dark-haired, brown-eyed angel spoke again. “Come, come with me, and I will show you the mystery of the deep darkness, where Satan, your enemy, has already begun his master plan to rise to power.”
The outer darkness
He reached out and touched my shoulder, and instantly, we were transported to another location. This new place was so suffused with evil and darkness that I shuddered from the oppressive presence of its malevolence.
“Daughter of Faith, of Grace, of Mercy, of Understanding, of Wisdom, do not fear,” the angel said gently. “The evil you feel is the very essence of sin itself. Satan—once our fellow servant, known as Lucifer, but now the devil—his presence fills this place. Alongside him are the higher ranks of his hierarchy.
You must observe and listen to them. Do not fear, for you are covered by the Lamb’s blood and by Jehovah Himself. You are one of His children, and no harm shall come to you.” “Thank you,” I replied, offering a faint smile. “What does Father God need me to see and hear?”
“Oh, Daughter of Great Faith,” the angel said, “you are being shown this because you have been found faithful. You have not wavered in your faith, belief, or trust in Jesus, your King, the risen Lamb. Now, look and behold.”
Immediately, my eyes were opened to see and focus in the pitch-black darkness of the place we had arrived. Before, I could only see by the radiant glory of God that surrounded the angel, but now, I could see clearly into the inky blackness.
I became acutely aware that this darkness could not only be seen but also felt. To me, it felt almost alive—but not in the way life is known on earth.
“What is this blackness—this outer darkness?” I asked, astonished to perceive its presence so vividly. “This is the outer darkness where many demons are imprisoned until the great judgment from heaven’s courts,” the angel explained. “However, there are many levels and locations within it.”
"But if they’re bound, then what do you need me to see?" I asked. “Not all are bound, Daughter of Faith, of Grace, of Mercy, of Wisdom, and Understanding.
What I am here to show you lies in the lower depths beneath us, yet still within reach.” "Oh!" I replied, hesitating slightly before continuing. "Okay, please show me." The angel-man drew a flaming sword from the scabbard hanging at his right side. With a swift, deliberate motion, he sliced through the eerie, almost-alive darkness. As he did, the sword created an opening large enough for both of us to pass through. Beyond the opening, I could see an area still engulfed by the surrounding darkness, but inside was a cavern—like a vast, shadowy cave. Words failed me as I tried to describe what I was seeing.
“Come,” the angel-man instructed. Together, we walked through the opening created by his fiery, holy sword of truth. Once inside the cavern, I noticed a faint yellowish glow. “An angelic barrier!” I exclaimed aloud in surprise.
The angel-man turned to look at me, nodded silently, and led me further into a dimly lit, open room. The stench hit me instantly—horrible and overwhelming. The smell was so foul that I began gagging uncontrollably, trying to expel the contents of my stomach. Then, as before, I felt the light touch of the angel’s hand on my shoulder. In that instant, the smell vanished, and I could breathe clean air once more. I inhaled deeply, thanking God in heaven for every fresh breath I drew into my lungs. The vile odor had brought tears to my eyes, but as I regained my composure, I turned to the angel, my voice trembling slightly. “What was that smell? Couldn’t you have protected me from it? And what about the angelic barrier?”
The angel looked at me with a serious yet compassionate expression. “Daughter of Faith, by the command of Jehovah God, ruler of all creation, I was instructed to allow you a brief experience of the stench of true evil—of Lucifer, the devil, of Satan, your enemy.”
“I understand,” I replied, though the memory of that foul smell lingered. “It’s a smell I don’t think I will ever forget.” “You’re not supposed to,” he said firmly. “Knowing the stench of evil will aid you in your battles of warfare against your enemy and his forces of darkness—his demons, the fallen ones.”
I looked into the angel’s deep, compassionate eyes and nodded quickly, signaling my understanding. There was no way I would ever forget that foul odor of pure evil. “Come now, follow me, Daughter of Faith, of Grace, of Mercy, of Understanding, and of Wisdom.”
As I followed the dark-haired angel, I began taking in the details of the cavern around me. The charred walls, resembling hardened lava, held shelves carved into their surface. These shelves were filled with ancient books and countless scrolls, many with ornate handles. The scrolls varied in size, but most were large and imposing.
At the back wall of the cavern, I noticed three openings resembling cave entrances. We were heading toward the one on the left. The ground beneath us was hard, brittle, and blackened, still radiating the oppressive feel of great darkness. As we moved deeper into the cavern, I realized I was still surrounded by the same inky blackness as before, but my eyes had been spiritually opened.
What had once been pitch dark now appeared as if illuminated by the bright lights of a stadium. The angel began descending a series of small steps carved into the dried, molten lava-like ground. I followed him carefully, step by step. We moved in silence for what felt like several minutes until we reached a flat landing. Before us stood a heavy, ancient-looking dungeon door, its surface scarred and weathered by time.
The door was secured with a strange locking mechanism that caught my attention immediately. I had seen something similar before, so I asked, “Is this not the technology of the fallen ones—this strange locking device?”
The angel-man nodded. “Yes, Daughter of the Most High God Jehovah. We are in the lowest depths of Sheol—hell itself. This is your enemy’s domain, and this is his technology. Satan, the prince of the demon hierarchy, the chief prince of all, created this. He shares such technology with his fallen angels, his demons, and their depraved offspring, the Nephilim. They take what Jehovah God has created and twist it for evil purposes.”
“Why does Father God allow this?” I asked, my voice filled with both curiosity and concern. The angel replied, his tone reverent and steady. “Because the hearts of men are evil, and the great Jehovah God, who rules from heaven on high—glory and honor to His righteous and holy name—allows such things to fulfill the desires of evil men’s free will. But know this, Daughter of Faith, of Grace, of Mercy, of Understanding, and of Wisdom: Satan is an imitator, a copier. He does not possess the ability to create. He can only corrupt and manipulate what Jehovah God has already brought into being. Jehovah God, the great King of all, creates by command—taking nothing and forming something by His thoughts and His words alone.”
"His thoughts?" I asked earnestly. “Yes, Daughter of the Most High God, Jehovah.
In heaven—and in many other places—communication is often through our thoughts, not spoken words.” "Oh! I understand!" I exclaimed, then turned back to the ominous-looking, heavy door before us. It appeared metallic, possibly heavy iron or steel, though its color was darker than silver—an intense black. “Where does this lead?” I asked cautiously, then added, “Do you have the key to unlock the mechanism?” “Daughter of Faith, of Mercy, of Grace, of Understanding, and of Wisdom, no key is needed. Jehovah God, all glory to His throne and name, has granted us access. We shall not be hindered.”
“Satan knows we’re coming?” I asked incredulously. “Yes, he does, Beloved Daughter of Jehovah God,” the angel responded. “But not the “when.” We are shielded from his sight, for Jehovah God has commanded that you see, hear, and observe what is being done in the lowest levels of Sheol—the belly of hell.
Causes of the ripping effect on earth
What you witness here will cause a rippling effect upon your world.” "Okay! Then please show me," I said with resolve. I knew that if Father God and my sweet, lovely Jesus wanted me to see and hear something, it was of divine importance. Everything they do or allow has a holy purpose behind it.
The angel must have read my thoughts because he gave me a quick, light, encouraging smile and then said simply, “Come and see.” He waved his hand in front of the locking mechanism. Instantly, it began to unlock with a booming, thunderous noise that echoed throughout the once-quiet platform. I heard the clanging sound of metal upon metal as the massive door swung inward, revealing what lay beyond its borders.
Initially, I couldn’t see inside. The angel-man’s height and muscular build obscured my view. His physique was unlike the bodybuilders of Earth—he exuded strength, but it was unworldly, divine.
As the door opened, a blast of air hit me. Strangely, it was both cold and hot at the same time. I found it odd to experience both sensations simultaneously. Yet, if there were any foul odor, I was protected from it, and I immediately thanked my sweet, lovely Jesus for this. The memory of the stench of unadulterated evil was still vivid in my mind.
Following the angel closely, I realized we had entered a large chamber resembling a meeting room. Indeed, a gathering was in progress. My senses immediately screamed alert—danger!
The presence of evil was palpable, yet I felt safe within the angelic barrier. Standing tall beside me, the dark-haired angel remained vigilant, his flaming sword now securely tucked into the golden scabbard at his side.
In the center of the room was a massive table made of stalagmite; its surface somehow smoothed into an almost flat plane. Seated at this table were Satan himself and numerous demons—fallen ones of the highest ranks. Each sat on a chair carved from the same stalagmite material.
I stared in stunned disbelief at this unholy gathering. Horror briefly gripped me as I looked upon the demonic entities, but I felt no fear. My lovely Jesus’ presence surrounded me, and His love radiated within the protective angelic barrier. The powerful angel beside me, armed with the holiness of God and his flaming sword of righteousness, added to my sense of security.
I had seen Satan in many forms in various dreams, each presentation designed to help me understand how he and his demons—these fallen ones—shape-shift to deceive. But this time, Satan appeared in his classic, grotesque form. His skin was a solid red that seemed... dirty, for lack of a better word.
He had large horns protruding from his head, dark yellow at their base—like the color of Dijon mustard—and gradually lightening as they rose, though they retained a dull, dirty appearance. The horns reminded me of a bull's but were positioned more toward the front of his head, just above his hollow, soulless, hate-filled eyes. The curve of the horns was less pronounced than a typical bull’s, but they still extended upward and outward.
This is all I feel led to describe about our enemy and his demonic forces at this meeting. I shall give no further details unless my lovely Jesus instructs me otherwise. Above the demons—these fallen angels—were titles displayed in the air. Some read Ruler of Kingdoms, others Ruler of States, and one said Ocean Domains.
Pushing mankind to obtain the outer darkness—this dark matter
The demons were in the midst of a discussion, but Satan alone was speaking at that moment. His voice carried no pretense, no disguise—it was pure, unfiltered evil. I couldn’t help but cringe internally as the sound filled the air.
“With CERN back in full operation, they will be seeking more of the dark matter. See how simple it is to corrupt man, God's most beloved creation. When the time comes, each of you must push the desire among them to obtain the outer darkness—this dark matter. It is necessary for them to take the bait, driven by their wicked hearts to hunger for the power I give them.
“With the dark matter—the pieces of the outer darkness we extract and send to them—the world will be more prepared for my rule and leadership. The dark matter, or black matter, we send is part of the materials still needed for my plan to succeed. The fools don’t realize what they possess, nor will they, until it is too late.”
One of the rulers of the kingdom spoke up, and I heard him say, “Master, with the dark matter in hand, they will finally be able to open the deeper portals, once sealed, and release our brothers. They will be loosed from their holds because now it is your time to rule and reign.”
Satan took in the words spoken with evil glee and began laughing—a laugh so twisted and vile that I cannot, nor would I wish to, attempt to describe it. Then he began speaking again.
“The fools believe it is a stable source of energy, but we know it is not. Still, it will enable them to do the many things I need to bring about my rise to power. You must continue feeding these human scum tiny pieces, ensuring they have no way to escape—neither by their own power nor mine. Through the scientific knowledge and technology, we have sent to man through our Nephilim children, soon I shall sit as king upon the earth, ruling over God’s created children, mankind. “I am the god of this world, and soon all will see and feel the power of my hand. I shall corrupt and defile every man, woman, and child not protected by Jehovah and His Son, Jesus! Depravity shall know no bounds. I will pollute their bodies inside and out, even altering their DNA so that their Creator can no longer look upon that which He loves the most.”
Evil laughter filled the room, echoing throughout the cavern of darkness. “With CERN running at full force and the dark matter in their hands, they will no longer tear the fabric of time and space at random. Instead, they will gain precision, traveling to specific time periods and dates that we desire. They shall travel through time more and more.
“We have sent many things to the world of man through CERN, and soon its sister sites shall become fully operational, capable of freeing our brothers as well. The portal-opening technology of CERN will be replicated, albeit on a smaller scale, at these locations. Each one will possess the ability to rip open the fabric of time and space, though not with the magnitude of CERN’s machine.”
Another demon spoke up. “Yes, it was unfortunate we couldn’t duplicate CERN’s machine exactly for use in multiple locations worldwide. The pull on the atmosphere during simultaneous operations would have caused the entire atmosphere to collapse. Still, with dark matter in their hands and their partial understanding of its power, the risk of tearing a hole in the Earth’s protective ozone layer remains.”
Satan’s eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes burned with even greater malice—if such a thing were possible. He spoke again, his voice seething with hatred. “It was by orders from Heaven’s Court that only one CERN-sized machine is currently permitted to operate. However, the smaller-scale versions have been allowed because they further my rise to power. This, too, is written in His Holy Scriptures, and He must abide by His Word because He is righteousness.”
“Yeah, we know,” one of the demons sneered. “And we shall continue exploiting this to our advantage. Six sites are now running—or will soon be—using this portal technology. Our brothers will soon be free,” the demon proclaimed with dark triumph.
“All the while, we will deceive humans with fake tales of alternate dimensions and parallel universes. In truth, they will have accessed the spiritual realm in various locations.
“Collect more of the outer darkness from one of the levels where our brothers are not bound, and prepare it to become a tangible form for our human slaves. Then send it upward through CERN. We shall give them exactly what they desire—just as we did with the black goo, graphene, and other little ‘gifts’ for their curious and depraved minds to discover. “Every area they access within the spiritual realm allows more of our brothers to be released, unless Jehovah’s people begin praying and interfering again. Soon they will not be able to interfere because I will have power through my puppet, the Antichrist, to hunt them down. And I shall do so with great pleasure—great pleasure. I will deal with them as I choose, with a delight unmatched!”
I heard the angelic voice of a man speak, and it drew my attention away from the evil conversation.
“Come, daughter of faith, grace, mercy, understanding, and wisdom—it’s time to go. You have heard and seen enough. Order has been given by Father God Jehovah, who rules and reigns forever, for you to be shown, through dreams and visions, some of the hidden mysteries that were once sealed. “You have known since the year 2019 that you will be given a series of dreams ordered by the Courts of Heaven to share and reveal your world’s enemy’s plans. In some cases, you will find yourself in dreams depicting situations you may not experience directly, should Jehovah God give the command for His Son, the risen Lamb, to come and catch His bride at a later time. However, these dreams are given so you can let your nation, and the world know what is coming—and what can be expected if the coming of the Lamb is delayed further by Jehovah God, who rules all in righteousness.
“Each dream and each vision are sent from Heaven and should be sought with earnest prayer in Jesus, the risen Lamb’s name, for the understanding they contain. Much the same as you already do, oh daughter beloved by the Father who sits on the throne of Heaven.” I responded, “I understand.”
And upon saying those two words, I woke from the dream about CERN, its technology, and Satan’s plans for us. I began praying, but my phone dinged, notifying me of a message from Facebook. I opened it, thinking it might be a prayer request, as I often receive those and make it a habit to check them.
Unexplained Mysteries
This particular message was shared by a friend and caught my immediate attention. It was a post about Oak Ridge National Laboratory in Tennessee. They are reportedly attempting to open a portal into another dimension. The post was from "Unexplained Mysteries," and my friend had sent it at 10:16p.m., but I only read it after I had started writing this dream down.
All I could think was, “Praise God!” It was such a quick confirmation. There is no doubt that such places exist, so I began praying once again. That was the first dream.
The second dream occurred last night, but part of it had already come to me a few nights earlier. Last night, I dreamt the rest of it. I call it the “Portals, Doorways, and Demons Dream.” It was given on July 2, 2022, and I journaled it at 5:41 a.m.
In this dream, I saw Jesus and glimpses of the enemy’s CERN machine and its sister sites. At least one site—I distinctly saw one—was underground. This location was conducting a trial run in preparation for the time when the machine would be used at full power to penetrate time and space. The underground site contained an extremely long tunnel, which appeared to be made of smooth concrete. On the left side of the tunnel was an array of equipment: computers, consoles, databanks for mega storage, and a massive machine that emitted lasers. I will try to draw it later with the Holy Spirit’s help.
This laser machine was mounted on a rollable platform, securely fastened to it. At its core, the machine held CERN technology. It had its own power supply, along with a backup system, in case the portals’ opening caused power failures due to the immense strain on the power grids—even though the machine had its own dedicated power feed.
I observed the machine and then noticed a woman. She had dark, straight hair that fell just below her shoulders. Her hair was brown, and she had white skin. She appeared to hold a position of authority among the other scientists. She was of medium build and wore a black dress with a white pattern running through it. The fabric reminded me of a polyester blend. Her shoes were sharp-looking, low-heeled, and black, and she was wearing pantyhose.
Each member of the lab staff or scientists wore white lab coats bearing a logo. On the left-side front pocket of each coat, I could see the words “Oak Ridge Laboratories” written in blue, bordered lettering. Each coat also had a picture ID, and a name tag clipped to it. However, I was unable to get close enough to read the names on the tags. The laser machine stood to the right of the row of computers, databanks, and other electronic equipment within the underground testing laboratory. Its base was metal with a smooth, white, shiny finish—not the dull white paint seen on some other machines.
This machine towered above the dark-haired woman by approximately two or three feet. It was a large laser machine, for lack of a better description. Its shape resembled a wide-backed gun, with a rectangular body attached to the base by a metal section that supported its weight. I sensed that much of the machine’s wiring was encased within this section.
Inside the main body of the machine lay CERN technology. Somehow, they had also incorporated dark matter into its design, though I didn’t fully understand how this worked.
On the left side of the machine, there was a station where the operator could stand and use a targeting computer screen to aim the laser. From what I understood, the scientists and operators could use this laser to target specific positions or interact with the mainframe rows of computers also located in the room.
In the dream, I could see inside the rectangular body of the machine, even though its outer metal casing remained intact. Within it was an independent power source—a backup supply that the machine would automatically default to in the event of a failure during a portal-opening event.
The words “Back-Up Power Supply” appeared clearly in my mind as I observed this. Although I was standing on the right side of the machine, I could somehow perceive the left side as well. I saw an access panel located on the left side, which could be used to reach the machine’s internal components if needed. On the right side, there was another component—a round tube-like structure that narrowed as it extended outward, presumably where the laser beam would emit.
In that moment, I didn’t see a power cord attached to the machine. However, in my mind’s eye, I could envision a thick black cord capable of being connected to it. This cord would be used when the machine operated at full power.
Softly, I whispered, “Jesus, my love, what happens if the machine is plugged in during a full-power event? Won’t it consume an immense amount of power and electricity?” Immediately, I heard His sweet voice respond near my left ear. “It will, my lovely daughter,” He said. I turned toward the voice and saw my love, Jesus, standing beside me in the underground laboratory.
He looked breathtakingly beautiful. He was dressed simply in white pants and a long shirt. His chestnut brown hair, with a slight reddish hue I had noticed before, fell just above his shoulders. This time, it was not billowing as I had seen on other occasions when He appeared in His glorious, snow-white hair. His eyes were full of love, kindness, and an unparalleled brilliance of intelligence that made my heart swell with tender affection for Him. His mustache and beard appeared perfect to me. He smiled, and I couldn’t help but exclaim, “Oh Jesus, my love—my lovely Jesus! You’re here with me again!” He replied gently, “Little daughter, I am always with you, whether you see Me or not.”
“Yes, You are, Jesus, and I am forever grateful and thankful,” I said quickly. “I know, little one, for I look inside your heart often, as I do with all people,” He responded. Then, lifting His hand, He pointed toward the CERN-type laser machine, and my gaze returned to it. He began to speak. “You are being shown this, My little daughter, in addition to the other dreams and knowledge I have given you, to bring understanding of what these machines are truly for—including the large CERN machine itself.
These facilities, dealing with such concepts as the physics of your world, anti-matter, time travel, other dimensions, and such items as graphene and dark matter (also known as black matter), involve small amounts of one layer of the outer darkness. Through a process given to the Nephilim by the demons of hell on Satan’s command, this darkness has been made into a viable, touchable form. These elements are necessary to bring forth the fulfillment of the holy scriptures of truth.
“Many things are allowed as men grow more wicked each day, to fulfill the written and spoken words of Mine, bringing the end-of-days fulfillment to fruition. Little daughter, it is through CERN technology that the release of many demons and fallen angels shall be permitted.
This technology will be used to transport their evil offspring—the Nephilim children—back to your world, among other means, to play their role in the fulfillment of end-time judgment.” “Jesus, my love, how are they going to release demons through this CERN technology? And what demons?” I asked.
“Daughter of faith, of grace, of mercy, of understanding, and of wisdom, I shall show you,” He said. Instantly, we were transported to a place on Earth I didn’t recognize. It appeared to be a dry, barren strip of land that had once held a great and mighty expanse of water—possibly a river. As I continued to observe, I noticed that we were drawing closer to the scene before me. I could now see that there was still some water present—it was still a river, I felt, though no longer as grand or expansive as it had once been. The dried riverbed on either side of the narrowing body of water made that clear.
"Where are we, Jesus?" I asked, awe-struck by the way we had been transported from one place to another, the scenes changing so quickly. "We are at the Euphrates River, little daughter," He replied softly. "It’s drying up, Jesus."
"Yes, my love, my daughter. It is in preparation for the amassing of armies to come, soon to pass in the Valley of Megiddo." "Oh! That’s the Battle of Armageddon!" I exclaimed. "The one where You defeat the Antichrist and his forces, throwing him and his false prophet alive into the lake of fire, as written in Revelation 19 and other scriptures." "Yes, little one, it is."
"Jesus, my love, what does this have to do with the CERN machine and her sister-type machines?" "Daughter of faith, I shall tell you," He began. "Through CERN’s technology, I shall allow the four angels—the fallen ones who have been bound here—to be loosed. This will occur through the use of CERN technology, as they will access them by a portal they are permitted to open.
"When CERN or her sister sites open such portals, it will also open doorways at other locations on Earth and in the heavens above. For example, they could open a portal to the dark side of the moon or directly into My spirit realm, where angels and demons operate. These portals have the ability, if I allow it, to access either the heavenly realm or the demonic realm. "The dark matter and graphene, for instance, have already been sent through portals from hell beneath into your natural world.
Men scoff at this truth, yet they eagerly embrace fabricated lies about little green alien men supposedly found in the universe. This is part of a great deception—the doctrines of devils in the last days and the grand delusion sent to those without spiritual discernment through Me to see the truth."
"Jesus, my love, what happens when these machines are turned on? What if they are turned on simultaneously?" I asked. "Little daughter," He said gently, "as I have revealed to you, the magnitude of power within each machine forcefully pulls inward upon your Earth's protective atmosphere. This atmosphere was created to shield all life on Earth from the great power of the sun.
"If enough of these machines are turned on simultaneously—especially with the CERN machine in Europe, which runs underground across the sovereign lands of France and Switzerland—there will be an irreparable breach, a tearing in the atmosphere, or stratosphere as your world calls it. This breach will allow the sun’s power to fall unshielded upon your world."
"Jesus, are You going to allow this?" I asked, shocked to hear this information again. For a moment, I saw a look of sadness cross His face as He replied, "Yes, little daughter. Each man has been given the freedom to choose their course in life. If men refuse to heed My repeated warnings and instead desire evil, then evil they shall be given." "Does the CERN machine and its sister locations have their own power grids?" I asked. "If these machines consume such massive amounts of power, wouldn’t it drain the power supply to the surrounding population if they share the same grid?" "This is a good question, little daughter,” He replied. "The CERN machine in Europe, located between Switzerland and France, does have its own power supply. However, this power supply is not sufficient to sustain the machine when it operates at full capacity.
It will draw from CERN’s facility power source, as well as the surrounding public power grids." "Jesus, what would happen to the people’s electricity? It’s starting to get cold in Europe, isn’t it?" "Daughter, it will cause blackouts—what your world calls power failures—in various locations," He answered. "Oh no! What about the Oak Ridge facilities, Jesus?" "They, too, will experience some power outages," He replied.
Extremely hot weather
"Jesus, our nation is enduring extremely hot weather. A lack of power could adversely affect so many people, especially the sick and elderly." "Little daughter, Satan does not care about people’s suffering, and neither do his followers who are pushing to bring forth the rise of the Antichrist and the foretold new world order." "You’re right, Jesus! Oh, dear Father God, please help us!" "Jesus, what can we do? Can these machines be stopped?" "Not fully, daughter. They must be allowed to open the portals. I am permitting man’s own technology to bring about, once again, the judgments his sins have brought upon himself."
"I understand, Jesus, my love." "I know, little one," He replied gently. "But what must we do, Jesus?" I asked earnestly. "Little daughter," He began, "you can still pray for hindrances to arise and for windows and doors of opportunity to be formed. Salvation can be offered to all souls involved, even those working within CERN and its sister sites. While these facilities must be allowed to operate, this does not mean that the prayers of My children—when prayed in My name and in faith—cannot cause delays, disruptions, and trouble for the enemy's plans."
"That’s good to know, sweet Jesus!" I exclaimed, feeling a spark of hope. "Little daughter," He continued, "you must now warn the world—all who will listen, those with ears to hear, hearts ready to receive, and eyes focused on Me alone.
CERN is only allowed to operate and open portals under My sovereign permission. Anything done outside of this allowance can be stopped in My name. You must warn them, daughter!" "I will, Jesus, in Your name," I promised. "I will, because I cannot do this on my own." And as those final words resonated, I awoke.
Thank you for listening to my testimony. May the Lord Jesus Christ bless you and dwell in you richly.
Amen
THE SALVATION OF JESUS CHRIST AS SHOWN IN THE OLD TESTAMENT:
The gospel of our Lord Jesus Christ has been presented in many versions. We thank God for that but, there is only one way which the Father wants it to be demonstrated. The apostle Paul said that we should compare spiritual things with spiritual things. Hence the most logical thing for us to be sure when we are preaching the everlasting gospel or is the true gospel of our Lord Jesus we need to have both the Old Testament and the New Testament bearing witness to our tenets. Then if also the Holy Spirit bears witness that we are on the right track we shall be truly be in harmony with the whole Bible. I have tried to gather many fragments of truth from various brethren in order to come up with the above glorious message. It has been a mighty blessing where I have preached it with the Holy Spirit bearing witness with great signs and wonders to the glory of Jesus the author and finisher of our faith. So desperate seeker, may the Father open your eyes of understanding that you may behold wondrous things out of His Holy Word.
The Teaching is Based on Leviticus Chapter 14.
It would be good for you to start by reading the whole of the Leviticus chapter 14. For the whole chapter speaks of the doctrine of justification, sanctification, anointing and glorification. I am in this issue going to deal with the doctrine of justification by faith and a bit of sanctification. Hence I will read Leviticus 14:1-9. Which are just three sentences!
And the LORD spake unto Moses saying, This shall be the law of the leper in the day of his cleansing: He shall be brought unto the priest: And the priest shall go forth out of the camp; and the priest shall look, and, behold, if the plague of leprosy be healed the leper;
Then shall the priest command to take for him that is to be cleansed two birds alive and clean, and cedar wood, and scarlet, and hyssop: And the priest shall command that one of the birds be killed in an earthen vessel over running water: And he shall sprinkle upon him that is to be cleansed from the leprosy seven times and shall pronounce him clean, and shall let the living bird loose into the open field.
And he that is to be cleansed shall wash his clothes, and shave off all his hair, and wash himself in water, that he may be clean: and after that he shall come into the camp, and tarry abroad out of his tent seven days. But it shall be on the seventh day, that he shall shave all his hair off his head and his beard and his eyebrows, even all his hair he shall shave off: and he shall wash his clothes, also he shall wash his flesh in water and he shall be clean.
THE MYSTERY OF LEPROSY
The disease of leprosy was a figure in the Old Testament to show WHAT ACTUALLY happens to a person with sins in the New Testament. Any time you see leprosy in the Old Testament should all the time trigger us to see how to effectively deal with sins. Only Jesus could touch a leprous man and remain clean. He is the only Saviour from leprosy (sins).