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TODAY IS ELECTION DAY. Tuesday, November 3, 2020. Americans are now casting ballots to determine the future of civilization. Or so it feels. Lest we forget: The most supreme and sovereign seat in the universe is not up for election. And can not be swayed. In fact, the ultimate "election' playing out right now is our own.
This isn't just a dream. It's unveiling reality.
JOURNAL ENTRY: June 3, 2019
Last night I had the most vivid, horrifying dream.
It seemed everyone I had ever known was gathered together at some expansive, outdoor location. It was a bright, sunny day. Light chatter mixed with ordinary laughter. Voices softer and louder. The atmosphere filled with all the range of emotions, preoccupations, indifferences, thoughts that mark this present humanity.
Without notice a slight breeze emerged, bringing in ever-darker clouds. It seemed like all of a sudden, in the distance, great, roaring winds began encircling... amidst mighty thunder and shattering lightning.
None of us had anywhere to go. Somehow we all knew nowhere could withstand the mighty force around us anyway. All former thoughts collectively evaporated. All triviality. Whatever anyone had been hoping for in this life.
And then something that defies explanation: Amidst the great storms, somehow each of our souls became exposed. Laid bare. Not just the public things, but the hidden things in our depths. Every moment of lies, lust, jealousy, hatred, greed, indifference.... Each of us confronted with the bold, ugly truths of our sins. Each seeing one another's. There was not one among us not struck with the enormity of our smallest sin. Sufficient to banish us eternally. And meriting the same. This, of course, was far more horrifying than the storm.
As it all seemed to move in with ever-greater intensity, before I awoke... one, prominent thought punctuated it all:
The day of reckoning is upon us.
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This dream occurred just a few short months before Covid. George Floyd. Epic civil unrest. Political tumult. Swirling clouds of ecclesial confusion. Since, I've become aware of innumerable public and private revelations making sense of it all. Filling it out. With great clarity. Conveying the urgency. The Kingdom of heaven is at hand. Drew Blazsik and I discuss it here in this very impactful radio episode: "Heaven Speaking" LISTEN HERE
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| Greg and Stephanie Schlueter
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Email: Greg@MassImpact.us
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We're not afraid of the storm.
We're going into it. Come with us.
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to those of you who are helping us impact so many for the Kingdom. Thousands are being reached. Hundreds are engaged in their homes. The ripple effect is moving to the next generations.
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So blessed to be united with you particularly at this important moment in salvation history.
Veni Sancte Spiritus!
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"The future of humanity passes by way of the family."
~ Pope St. John Paul II
We are families seeking to make our homes places of ever-deepening encounter with Jesus Christ.
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