
11 January 2025
I have a dream and see a Veiled Witch. A gaggle of witches enter an old church building and the one-room church house is set on fire. The Father gives a message to His church and says, “I’ve been separated from My Church” and “My Spirit’s not there.” I have this dream and add it to my list of these occurrences on 14 October 2024. We take it to Jesus on 27 October 2024. Today is 11 January 2025 and The Father tells me, “Write this to the deceived ones, if they’ll believe it.”
As Revealed to me by God, The Father and Christ Jesus, His Son:
My wife and I take the dream to Jesus and He opens my spiritual eyes. Both Him and I are standing in an old church building. The style of this church building’s very familiar to me. This is an old, single-room church building with a steeple and a cross on top the steeple. The entrance is at the back of the sanctuary. There’s an aisle between two rows of pews, wooden benches, and there’re aisles which go around the back and down the sides of each row of pews, which all lead to the front of the church’s altar/pulpit area. Jesus and I are standing just outside of the sanctuary, in the vestibule area, at the entrance of the old church. I see behind me that a large group of witches have begun to enter the church and pass me, going into the sanctuary. The witches are all female and wearing black. I can see their feminine hair styles and physical features, but I cannot see their faces. As they enter, they split to the left and to the right, going down each side of the church, outside the two sets of pews. They do not enter through the center aisle and they line up on both exterior walls of the sanctuary.
The witches take their position and stand motionless. I look back and Jesus and He’s watching another one enter the church building. I look at this one and see this one is veiled. I’m standing beside Jesus in the spirit, but my vision is also flying all around the Veiled Witch, three hundred and sixty degrees. I cannot see who the Veiled Witch is because the witch is fully covered from head to toe. Eerie looking. Unlike the other witches, the Veiled Witch walks straight up the center aisle toward the pulpit.
My vision then shifts and I see the church building I got saved in at eleven years of age. The layout’s the same as the former one. I’m seeing the man who’s currently hired to pastor this church. When I look at him, I see how much of a puppet he is. I see him as a very weak figure, hired help. I also see a little squirrelly man, one of two twins, both of which sit on the board of deacons on this church for as long as I can remember, probably even as long ago as when I got saved. I don’t see the other twin, nor can I tell them apart, but I see one of them, the one I see originally in this vision. I look at Jesus and feel this twin sits over this church in the position as the Veiled Witch. I look at Jesus as if to question what I’m seeing. He’s looking back at me and doesn’t open His mouth once, but I understand, as He looks into my eyes, this twin may not even understand that he’s in the position of the Veiled Witch in this church and, whether he knows it or not, it doesn’t matter. I also understand that He’s showing me the familiarity of the two churches to show me that most modern churches fit this template. Most are filled with these same types of witches and have a Veiled Witch who controls them.
Jesus takes me back to the first church. I see the Veiled Witch covered in black from head to toe, walking to the pulpit, up the steps and takes position behind the podium. I can neither hear the words nor see the mouth moving but I see hands moving and I know the Veiled Witch is speaking. The other witches are not sitting in the pews, they’re still lined against the exterior walls on either side of the church. These witches then erupt in applause for what the Veiled Witch has said. They’re cheering and the church catches on fire. The Veiled Witch is not on fire, but all the others who are lined against the walls are now laughing and dancing in the fire as if they’re happy the church is burning.
Jesus and I are still standing just outside the sanctuary of this church. I look to my left at Jesus. The Father is now standing to the left of Jesus and the entire church is now on fire. The Father removes us three from the burning building and begins to speak to us, “I’ll not be with these churches any longer. The witches controlling them are going to burn them down, from the inside out. It’s an inside job. These witches have been in place for a long time, directing the course of these churches through their witchcraft. They’re in league with the councils of Hell, basing their decisions on the leadership of Fallen Angels. My Church doesn’t listen to me anymore. They think they’re hearing from Me, but they’re listening to imposters. These imposters have slowly weaved their way through the generations of leadership of these churches; some of them, straight to the top but most from it’s under leadership. That’s right, some of your pastors are not who you think they are.” As He says this, I hear men’s voices praying in the background, “Be with us today and guide our leadership. Allow us to make decisions that honor you.” The Father continues, “But no one is speaking with Me. No one is making sure I’m the one answering their prayers. No one’s concerned whether they’ve received the wrong answer or not. This is because most of your churches are run by men whose desires are their own, not Mine. The desires of men’s hearts are evil. Your churches are run by infiltrators. Like this Veiled Witch. How could a witch come to My church, take the podium, and no one stand up for Me? How can this happen on such a great scale and no one recognizes, or notices the difference? How can this happen unless you’re deceived at such a high level that you can’t see the fire burning around you. These modern-day witches are dancing at your demise. They’re glorifying themselves in what they consider your stupid religion because they know they’ve infiltrated you. They know they’ve manipulated your thoughts. They’re proud of the work they’ve done. Their work is currently at a very high level. They don’t understand it, but these individuals are all part of a larger movement to cut Me away from you. Well, they have done it. I’m separated. I’m separated from My church and My Church doesn’t listen to Me anymore. They think they’re hearing Me, but they’re hearing the ones they’ve set-up in front of Me, the false idols who’ve snuck their way in.”
I’m thinking about the beginning of this vision, when the witches entered the church. I didn’t see any regular people in it: no congregation, no pastor, etc. To my thought, The Father responds, “Only witches. My people are supposed to be full of the Holy Spirit, but their work has allowed a spirit of witchcraft to enter My people and, therefore, enter My church. My people blindly sit in the pews, singing their songs and listening to a message, but their hearts are veiled. I’m not there. My Son’s not there. My Spirit’s not there, yet you cry and tingle in the presence of another. I’m sad to say that things have become this way. I kept calling you back and calling you back, trying to wake you from your slumber, but no one would listen. Witches kept filling the church house until finally no one’s sitting in the pews. They’re lined up around the outside and the witches are dancing in the fire. My church will not die. I’ve reserved for Myself a Remnant. These are not who you think they would be. The modern Pharisees would consider them sinners, tax collectors and prostitutes, but I will use these to rise above your veiled witches. I will use these to knock the legs out from under your ruling Fallen Angels. I will use these to bring My fire and burn away the fire of your witchcraft. You’ll never know what hit you and then you’ll burn in Hell because of your rejection of Me. All this time you thought you were doing My work, only to find at judgement you have been deceived. You’ve been lied to and my wrath is burning. Write this to the deceived ones, if they’ll believe it.”
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