Deliverance From Deception

By Michael Plemmons

Moses and I made our way thru the gate and into the city. I have been blessed by the Lord to make many trips here but it is a sight, which has always left me breathless in amazement. The street is paved with pure transparent gold. The curbs are made of diamond. We are bathed in light that has its origin in the throne room of God. This light is reflected off the buildings, street and curb. It is not just bright but is made up of all the colors of the rainbow. We are surrounded by thousands upon thousands of saints and angels all caught up in both the magnificence and splendor of the beauty and glory of the city but also by a distinct sense of purpose.

 

                                          Moses had been silent as we made our way into the city but presently he motioned for me to follow him and he found us a bench upon which to sit. He looked me in the eye with an expression of resolute determination and began to speak.

 

“Michael the hour is at hand when those who would follow the Lord will have to make a choice in whom they will serve”.

 

   His eyes reflected an inner sadness as he continued  “the god of this world has blinded many and those who will stand in this hour will draw their inner strength from here”.

  He sighed and leaned back with his head leaning against the wall behind him and staring straight ahead continued.

  “ There is coming a flood of evil upon the world such as has never been seen until this hour and shall never be seen again. Shockwave after shockwave shall prepare the world for the rise of he of whom the word has spoken is the son of perdition . In this time many shall fall away for their hearts have been corrupted by the lusts that they pursue. Yet the elect shall stand and the righteous shine forth as beacons of truth in a time of darkness and deception. It is Fathers heart that you see that which he is doing both here and in the world there is much to show you and the time is short.”

 

With this he again arose and bid me follow him. We continued walking and presently I realized we were climbing the mountain of God in the center of the city. The throne room sits on the top of this mountain. I was lost in the vividness of the beauty all around me and the reflection of the Lord in my heart as both Moses and I continued to glow from within a reflection of Father’s life.

  We came upon a large square and thousands upon thousands were all gathered here. A heavy burden for intercession came upon me and I began to weep. I knew with a spiritual clarity of vision that all of us had come together to pray and intercede for those lost souls on the earth whose souls and lives were hanging in the balance. I can never remember having either a clearer sense of understanding or a greater sense of urgency to pray. I looked around and saw tens of thousands of saints crying out to God for the fate of millions lost at this present time in the earth. I know we shall be here for quite some time and my spirit as well as the spirits of all these others began to call out to the Lord.