Jim Gregg
09/01/2009
I had a strange morbid dream last night.
I was lying down on a sidewalk with my head resting on the ledge of an old brick building. I do not know where this place was but it seemed all too familiar.
I was very lethargic barely able to move or lift my head. There was someone next to me who also seemed to be too familiar, someone whom I trusted. I later saw that there were several other pairs of people lying along the street all in the same position. The people standing over those lying down were dressed in heavy rough woven brown wool cloaks.
This monk looking person was giving me candy bars to eat, sort of like big Snickers. I was munching away on them slowly a bit at a time. Only thing is that there was something crunchy inside the bars that bothered me.
It was a cooked and charred whole body of a person; very small so that an entire body fit inside of each bar. As I ate the bar I could see different parts of the person’s body come into view. First a foot, then a thigh, then the torso; they were encased in candy in an attempt to make them taste good.
It did not taste good. The crunch was bothersome. The taste was frightful. The thought of why was there a skeleton inside of my candy bothered me. But the person standing beside me kept telling me that is was OK to eat and that it was good for me to eat the whole bar.
I seemed to be indifferent to the whole process. I just laid there sort of chubby and fat and did not move at all except to raise my arm to put the death bar into my mouth to eat.
It was crunchy and sort of tasted of ash, not very pleasing, yet I munched on. As various parts of the body came into view the taste changed. My partner commented on how wonderful the differing tastes were. “That’s all right! Eat it!” kept coming from the person.
I felt that something was wrong and not at all right about eating the little person, but I kept on at the prompting of my brown cloaked partner. It must be OK because they said that it was and they seemed to relish in my eating of the bar.
This dream occurred several times before I finally awoke. I was bothered by it and had remorse for having such a morbid dream. I did not feel at all well.
I went downstairs to write down what I had seen. As I finished the revelation of its meaning became crystal clear to me.
This was a view and representation of the apathetic way most of the world, even Christians, viewed the holocaust. They were sitting around fat and lethargic content in their miserable state of being. The terror happening in the world did not seem to bother them. Actually they were so handicapped with self that they could barely move to care for their selves.
The ruling powers to be were near by feeding them the death of 6,000,000 Jews wrapped in sweet chocolate to make it palatable. Wrapped in cloaks of seemingly moral and religious ways, these righteous, ever present monks of death handed out their savory morsels to be relished by the dumbfounded lying in their stupor.
The dumbfounded masses of people munched away all the time knowing that something terrible was wrong but never questioning what it might be. They were not physically or mentally able to do anything about it.
They just keep munching away even though they could see little feet sticking out; even though they did not quite like the taste or textural crunch of the candy.
The constant prompting of their cloaked partner edged them on. “It’s OK! Keep eating!”
So it seems that for twelve years people throughout the civilized world let an evil death terror creep in and destroy the lives of God’s chosen people; The Apple of His eye.
Sitting back either too afraid, too dumbfounded, too involved in their self, or just plainly too lethargic to care. They looked through blinded eyes as death encroached on masses of innocent men women and children, whose only wrong was that of being born a Jew.
Last nigh I ate those candy wrapped remains of exterminated Jews in a warning given to me from God. It was a terrible dream, one in which I thrashed about restlessly, prompting Ana to wake me, which she could not accomplish.
I had to experience the entire terror so that this story could be told.
The world is once again on the verge of a similar threat as enemies of the Jewish people plot their demise. Iran wants to wipe them from the face of the earth. They are in the process of building nuclear weapons with which to accomplish this.
America seems to be playing into their hand as we openly address their radical Muslim ways and want all to embrace them in love and settle our differences. Meanwhile they plot the death of 6,000,000 more Jews.
This will not happen. God will not allow it.
America may be in bed with the Iranians thinking all is well but God will strike us down along with them if need be.
God told us in Gen 12:3 And I will bless those that bless you and curse the one who curses you…
We can be blessed by standing by Israel or we can be cursed by standing by the Muslims. The choice is ours.
I choose to live in prosperity and the blessings given to Abraham.
Wake up America!
Time is running out!
Eternity is at the door!