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I was on the edge of an Olympic size swimming pool trying to help an South East Asian couple that were almost being swept away by a flood. What was unusual was that it was like at a swimming
competition because there were audience stands at one end and the stands were filled with people watching this drama unfold. Yet I knew that they were not just watchers but church members. They continued to watch as
the waves in the pool grew in size, threatening to knock the couple off the wall and drown them.
I was sent in to rescue them but because of the intensity of the water could do nothing except pray for a miracle. Suddenly the surface of the water began to quiet down but I still could do
nothing because they were now trapped on the ledge and water was all around. Yet God's miracle continued because the water turned to ice and I was able to bring the couple to safety. After they were safe, the
church audience continued to observe, but refused to lend a hand to help. God's anger began to burn in me and I was led to understand judgement would now fall on the church.
God's voice commanded me to walk thru the audience but we were now in different churches and locations. I walked around and in both great sorrow and anger and began to touch certain people
with my right index finger and thumb saying, "You have been judged and found wanting, and now death is your judgement." Most of the people I touched were young, in their twenties or thirties. Yet the last
God had me judge were some teens that I found in the basement of a church having sex. Great fear came upon the church with these deaths but I found myself tremendously burdened.
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