I can't shake the feeling that this is it. All we've known is ending. For
the last seven years, I've looked at November, 2010 as the cliff - anything
after that is simply a plummet downward to absolute destruction. That's
completely unrelated to web bot stuff, unrelated to Dan Matson's research on
November being the start of the Tribulation. It's just been my own personal
conviction, somewhat based on feelings, but in good part based on what I
consider an objective warning straight from God on November 4, 2003.
That year, 2003, was also a year of personal warnings that it was time to go
home. I had a series of dreams - each one different, but essentially with the
same message: It's time to go home. That was the year of my husband's heart
attack, exactly at sundown, exactly at the start of the Feast of Tabernacles. I
could elaborate if anyone is really interested, but that pointed specifically
to THIS Feast of Tabernacles, and in particular, to the 7th day, which is
September 28, 2010. The 7th day of the Feast of Tabernacles is the day that the
Bible calls "The Last Day" and "The Great Day." The 7th day
is the last day of living in "tabernacles." On the 8th day, everyone
is back in their real home.
That was the year of the closest approach of Mars, the harbinger of war. That
was the year that is exactly 2000 biblical years since Jesus' death and
resurrection, which I strongly believe was 32 A.D. That was the year of the
incredible tornado outbreak. That was the year of the 11 x-flares, with the
final one being that x-48, which was exactly on the 10th of Cheshvan, the day
that God warned Noah that the rain would start in seven days. Interestingly,
exactly seven biblical years after that is also September 28, 2010. There were
other 2003 things, too, all exactly seven (solar) years ago. God's seven years
of warning - pointing to this year.
But then there is just this FEELING that between right now and that cliff in
November, my whole world is going to change, and I have no idea how. There is a
little feeling of beginnings - maybe hugely exciting beginnings, maybe not.
Mostly endings. The last this, the last that kind of thing.
Just wanted to write it out today -