Time will tell…

I have been still while prayerfully considering a dream I awoke from three mornings ago:

I was suspended in the air in what looked like a deep dark vast cavern as I looked upon a silhouette of a man in what looked like a glass booth or an elongated cube. The steel corners of the framework were hidden and entirely cladd in glass as was the structure composed thereof. The cladding was a taupe color, while a rectangle within the rectangle remained clear for viewing (world stage?). An incandescent yellow hue filled the booth with light.

I saw the figure move “to and fro” within the booth as his hands were hurriedly spinning a web as it were, and he did not perceive me.

As my body/core was moved by an unseen apparatus or a imperceptible force backwards away from the figure, I saw his figure change and his horns of power (perspective changed?) were visible. As my body continued to be moved slowly backwards, I could see layers of gray matter like clouds of gray mist collapse without a sound before my eyes or like a massive landslide without the sound, as I moved with increasing speed (time projected forward?) backwards and where I awakened perplexed but unafraid in my minds eye.

The hue of the light which denotes warmth of the sun was FALSE in the vast cavern obviously and the glass enclosure, a system of self preservation suspended from four corners falsely clad. What are these four corners and what do they represent? The earth?

While the Lord gave me this sight to UNDERSTAND, who was the man I saw?

I am troubled;

is it the evil one that is to be used of perdition that makes his way onto the worlds stage and will the children of God perceive him as well before he is later revealed?

Time will tell.

While events unfold and move quickly towards those moments on the Lord’s time clock, it is clear that evil hurriedly moves “seeking whom to devour” and is angry as the Lord said he would be. The “shortening of those days” when those seven minutes begin is terrifying when measured against a “time that was never seen before”. I imagine a time which has been historically recorded culminating as one period without the relief of time itself; pestilence, war, starvation, the “four horsemen” unleashed to ride.

Our hope of salvation draws near in the “twinkling of an eye” in our Father’s time and I pray the children of God remain hidden in our Lord’s shadow until then.