Wednesday 31 July 2024
I am driving westbound on Rt. 6, leaving Hyannis, heading for Kingston. It is 5:30 in the afternoon. The weather is unsettled; it has been hot and humid all day, interspersed with periods of gusty winds blowing from all directions. There is spitting moisture in the air, and the traffic is heavy. Above the road noise, above any thoughts in my mind, I hear the Lord say:
Angels to the Ready!
My hands grip the wheel so hard that I have to force them to relax. I want to pull over but there’s nowhere to get off the highway. I ask out loud:
“What are you saying, Lord? Did I hear that correctly?”
There is no immediate reply, and I am very aware of the road noise, of the cars and trucks all around me. The sky in my vision is full of fast-moving clouds, and they look ragged, torn almost; the lowermost shapes seem to be ripped from some sort of cloud fabric and then sent speeding away.
A chill comes over me, and it’s not from any wind whipping through an open window.
You think that only clouds or dust or smoke can obscure your view of the sky. But I tell you: what you think is the sky can be ripped open at any moment.
There is another pause. I can only concentrate on keeping pace with the traffic around me, while staying in my lane. I start to ask,
“Lord, what’s behind the sky when it is ripped open?” but He asks me this instead:
How many people, child, do you say are on this earth?
“Seven billion, Father, but …”
And how many angels do you think there are?
“Oh Lord! Only you know …”
Hear Me: If the skies are darkened, I, at My Will, can have an angel come to each and every living soul on this earth. For it is my desire that …
He deliberately pauses, waiting for me to finish that statement,
“That none are lost, Father.” I have a vision of angels next to each person, each child, each woman and man, in every country, instantaneously, covering each one with robes or wings and saying, “Do not be afraid!” [Scripture records this throughout almost all angelic encounters, to Mary, to Joseph, to Daniel, to shepherds in their fields “Do not be afraid!”]
Hear Me and consider, child: The earth and everything in it is Mine. In this warfare I will protect and defend it all. I can, at My Will, have angels cover each and every living creature, the birds of the air, cattle of the field, fish of the sea.
I have another vision of angels speaking Holy Peace to each person, telling them “Do not be afraid, but listen, and Hear the Word of the Lord! Listen and Hear Him!”
Yet understand this: there are some among you who even at such a moment Will Not Listen, and know this, child: as many different souls as you are, so as many Angels I have, Angels to execute judgement and more. I say directly to you: “Do Not Be Afraid” at such sifting.
As My angels remain at the Ready, you also remain fully awake, fully aware of My Presence.
It is so much to absorb, my mind is racing, and there are so many questions. Yet I am still on a highway, and I know without knowing that I have to remember all of this, and not get in an accident, either.