Encounter With Jesus Christ: End of Time Warnings (Completed) by Regina Clarinda (best way to read an ebook .txt) 📕

"Yes, My daughter," Jesus said, always knowing every thought of mine. "It is the same tornado.”

Jesus looked up to the sky.

“A thunderstorm has already begun,” He spoke with a loud voice, “and a tornado is coming. The Great Tribulation is very near, only one step away!”

(Tornado symbolizes the Great Tribulation -- see chapter one)

“This shall be the last warning to people on earth.” Jesus looked me in the eye. “Write down everything you see, My daughter. I want people to be warned. I want them to be aware of how very near is the time for the world to come to an end. They must be vigilant."

All at once the sky grew black like the night, right after Jesus finished speaking. Not a ray of moonlight illuminated the sky - causing complete darkness. I could not see a thing.

I felt tense as I remembered what had happened on day five. After the sky turned black, screaming was suddenly heard from everywhere. It was horrifying. Will the same thing happen again?

Terror and War

“AAARRRGGHHH… “

It happened again.

All at once screaming was heard from all over the city. Cries and screams were so loud that they reached to the mountain top on which I was standing. I could hear it loud and clear.

Cries grew louder and louder.

“Look." Jesus pointed to the city.

Suddenly everything was zoomed in. I could see the entire city clearly, every detail, everything, from this mountain top. Jesus enhanced my viewing capabilities amazingly.

Chaos was happening in the city.

People came pouring out of their houses. Infants and toddlers carried in their parents’ arms. People ran into the streets, then scattered in all directions.

Hysterical screams were heard throughout the great city. Something terrified them so much. There was a look of horror on everyone’s face. People were panicked and scared. They were running for their lives.

“What are they running from?” I asked the Lord.

The city became so chaotic. Traffic jammed everywhere. Many people just abandoned their cars in the streets and ran away.

“Look over there.” Jesus pointed to a certain area.

A number of people in military combat uniforms were seen. They were fully armed. It looked like they just arrived in the city.

They began chasing after the civilians.

More and more armies arrived in the city. Their number increased rapidly.

They spread all over the city. In a short time, the armies were everywhere - hunting the civilians.

To my horror, I saw the armies began to open fire at those who were running. They were killing people!

People were shot to death in the streets.

Those who were seized were viciously beaten. Then shot in the head!

The armies killed so many people, even the children. It was a cold-blooded massacre. Only a few weren’t killed. But those people were taken away.

Dead bodies could be seen everywhere. Men, women - young and old - even babies and little children - lying stiff in the streets with bullet holes in their heads or bodies.

The streets became red, covered with blood.

The armies were not stopping. They kept shooting at any civilian they saw. They searched houses, cars, any place that people might be hiding.

Gunshots were heard unceasingly. More and more people were killed as time went by.

It was beyond horror. The worst nightmare one could ever have imagined. Dead bodies and blood were everywhere.

"Lord, why does this happen?" It devastated me watching all of this.

Jesus didn’t say a word. He watched the ongoing massacre with sorrowful eyes. Tears fell down His face.

The mass slaughter was still taking place. It felt like watching some war scene in a movie where many people got killed. But this was real, and people really died.

Jesus turned to me and looked me in the eye. “Darkness will soon come. It is very near, My daughter. When it comes, atrocities like this will occur. Darkness will only bring destruction to the world. It will take many lives away in many nations on Earth."

He paused for a second, then raised His right hand in the air.

"O EARTH, REPENT OF YOUR SINS!” Jesus cried very loudly. “REPENT WHILE DARKNESS IS YET TO COME!”

He shouted it three times.

I covered my ears. The Lord’s voice was so loud. Never had I heard Him cry that loud.

His voice echoed and was heard along the mountains, throughout the big city, to all the Earth, to the very bounds of the Earth.

Heroes of Faith

We left the mountain top afterwards and I was brought to another place. Jesus brought me to see a road.

I stood at the roadside and began to observe the road. It was a straight, uphill road that didn’t seem like a common road. The road was as white as a lily, clean and spotless, with a soft white glow seen along its surface. Sometimes it even sparkled like a diamond.

As I stared at it in amazement while wondering what it was about, out of the blue, there were people that began to show up in the distance. They flocked to walk down the road.

The empty road began to get crowded. Men, women, and children of all races and ages started walking on the glowing road.

The road was very uphill and didn’t look easy to be walked on. People had to walk slowly and carefully.

Step by step, they kept walking.

It must be exhausting to walk on such an extremely uphill road like this. And the road was very long. This would be a long journey for these people.

However not one person looked tired. Neither did they stop. Even little children that normally get tired easily, did not stop or show signs of weariness on their faces.

Every face I saw beamed with joy and enthusiasm.

Many people packed the road, around 600-800 people. They had one thing in common; all were attired in white robes.

More and more people joined the crowd. They began walking down the road as well.

The crowd grew bigger and bigger with new people of all ages just showing up and filling in the road. They all headed in the same direction.

Where does this road go? Where are they going? I began to wonder.

After some time, their number increased even more. The wide road was lined with thousands of white robed people. No one looked tired or glum. Everyone was happy and vibrant.

New people still came, and joined the now huge crowd.

Then they all began to sing.

"Glory glory glory to the Lamb, Hosanna to the Most High, we give our everything to the Lamb, our souls and our lives to the Most High. Worthy are You, our Lord and God, to receive our highest honor, for You have laid down Your life for us. Glory glory glory to the Lamb, Hosanna to the Most High... “

The song was sung again and again.

It sounded beyond beautiful. The song was anointed. Tears started falling down my face. It was amazing how this simple song of praise could touch my heart and soul so deeply. Never had I heard a song so touching as this.

I turned to Jesus and saw tears falling down His face too.

Who are these people? Their singing touched the Lord’s heart. I wondered even more.

I was about to ask Jesus about it, when something happened.

All of a sudden, people were bleeding!

Blood just seeped out of their chests and abdomens. It kept coming out and quickly turned their white robes into red.

In just a matter of seconds, their robes were dripping with blood! White robes had turned into red completely.

I had no idea what caused them to bleed that badly. They were clearly wounded yet did not seem to be in pain. Faces still radiated with happiness. And eagerly they still walked uphill while singing with passion. They were rejoicing and singing praises to the Most High.

To my horror, I watched blood continue flowing out of their bodies, drenching their robes.

Blood dripped down their clothes onto their feet, and onto the road. The white road was spotless no more. Drops of blood began to fill it.

Not one robe was still white. All of them, from the elders to little children, were wounded and bleeding. Their robes soaked in blood.

"Who are these people, my Lord? Why are they bleeding?"

"My daughter,” Jesus turned to me and replied right away, “they are martyrs.”

I was speechless.

"They suffered persecution and death for their faith,” He continued. “They did not deny or disown Me when they were tortured to death.”

Jesus paused for a second, and spoke again, “Like a burning fire is their faith. As you can see, they do not grow weary of walking this uphill road. Instead, they are rejoicing and praising God all the way. This road symbolizes persecution that leads to physical death. It is called the Martyr Road.”

His eyes followed them, watching their every step, their every movement. Then He gazed at the blood covering the road. Tears fell down His face.

"I love them so,” He looked at them with tender, loving gaze. “And so does My Father. How precious they are in My Father’s eyes.”

The Importance of Being Alert and Well-Prepared

“My daughter, I want to show you the sufferings and persecutions these martyrs have to go through."

Jesus took me to a very high mountain peak. It was cold and windy. A bitterly cold wind stung my skin.

Suddenly I felt weak, knowing I would be seeing more heartbreaking things.

The Lord put His hand upon my shoulder. “Be not afraid, My daughter,” He said.

“But Lord, I don’t think I can even bear to watch it... why do I have to see it?"

"My daughter," the Lord spoke softly and reassuringly. "You must see it so you can write it in your book. My people must know the sufferings that will occur at the end of the age so they can be alert and prepared.

“Darkness will come unexpectedly,” He continued, “and those who are not alert and well-prepared will be devoured by its deceptions. They shall perish. But those who are alert and well-prepared will be faithful until the end. Victory will they obtain.

“Hear this: Amid all the woes, know that I will never leave My people nor forsake them. I am always with them!"

Jesus put His hand on my head and said, "I say unto you, this book will prepare many, many people to become warriors of God.”

Persecution, Heartaches, and Victory

After the Lord spoke, things began to change. The sky darkened. It became tense, menacing. The cold wind attacked my face like a thousand needles were piercing my skin.

I looked down to the city. It was a different city from the previous.

My eyes were able to see everything in the city despite the darkness. Darkness symbolizes the peak attack from the kingdom of darkness, which aims to destroy the human race as much as they can.

As I still stared at the city below, an extraordinary thing happened. All of a sudden I was able to see things that were happening around the world.

The world was in a chaos.

People were being chased by the army. Many were killed. A cold-blooded massacre was taking place in almost every city in the world.

The situation in those cities were similar to the first city I have mentioned in this chapter (See: Terror and War). It turned out mass slaughter not only took place in that one city, but it was happening worldwide.

However, not only was a global massacre happening, there were also many Christians around the world being persecuted. Christians were forced to renounce their beliefs under physical duress and torture.

I saw a man who was badly beaten up in a field, forced to deny his faith.

"Tell me you're not a Christian anymore! This is your last chance... CURSE YOUR JESUS NOW!!" Screamed one of his persecutors. There were four of them.

He kicked the man with all his might.

“Aaaaargh…” The poor man screamed out in pain.

He laid on the ground helplessly. His face was unrecognizable due to the beating. Black and blue bruising all over. His body was severely