Thursday, November 21, 2013

Angels and Trumpets (continued)

Rev. 9:6
And in those days people will seek death and will not find it. They will long to die, but death will flee from them.
 
The First Woe:
Angel #5-When the trumpet was blown, a star fell from heaven to earth, and the angel was given the key to the bottomless pit. He opened it and smoke like the smoke of a great furnace came out of it which darkened the sun and air. From the smoke came locusts who could only harm mankind, only those without the seal of God on their foreheads. They were allowed to torment man [stinging like a scorpion] for 5 months, but not kill them.  And in those days people will seek death and will not find it. They will long to die, but death will flee from then.
 
These locusts were strange looking like horses prepared for battle with crowns of gold on their heads, faces like human faces, hair like women's hair, and teeth like lion's teeth, breastplates of iron, tails that sting like scorpions [power to hurt people in their tails], and the noise of their wings was like the noise of many chariots with horses rushing into battle. Their king was the angel of the bottomless pit, Abaddon (Heb.) or Apollyon (Gr.).
 
The Second Woe:
Angel #6-When the trumpet was blown, a voice from the 4 horns of the golden altar of God said, Release the 4 angels who are bound at the great river Euphrates. These angels were specifically prepared for this hour, day, month, and year to kill 1/3 of mankind. They had a vast army of mounted troops who wore breastplates the color of fire, sapphire, and sulfur and whose horses had heads  like lions with fire, smoke, and sulfur coming out of their mouths. By these 1/3 of mankind was killed from the fire, smoke, and sulfur. The power of the horses was in their mouths and their tails which were like serpents with heads were used to wound men. Sadly, the rest of mankind who were not killed did not repent of their idolatry, their worship of demons, their murders, sorceries, sexual immorality, or their thefts.
 
One Woe yet to come...
 
Father,
This is indeed a horrible picture. I am so thankful that I know You. I ask for the softening of the heart of my brother that he may come to know You.
In Jesus name,
Amen

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