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Tribulation Saints and the Word Of God

August 19, 2009
Good morning in Jesus name. This post features the retelling of a dream given to Michael Boldea in April of 2004. For several days it’s been on my heart to relay this dream as its message pertains to everyone who professes faith in the Lord Jesus Christ during these final moments of the age. Before proceeding, however, here are some important links:
HAND OF HELP This site features detailed accounts of dreams and visions given to Dimitru Duduman and his grandson Mike Boldea; many of which reveal events soon to transpire in this land. It’s also the place where the dream soon to be relayed is found.
MIKE BOLDEA This is Mikes blog site which, despite a hectic schedule, he keeps updated and routinely offers insightful posts. This site is one to visit on a regular basis.
THE GATHERING STORM “THIS IS URGENT!” It is found on Scottish Warriors site and is a catalyst for my posting this morning instead of waiting until I’ve had enough sleep. (I’ve had 2 hours of sleep since yesterday due to a number of circumstances.) I would adamantly urge any who pass this way to read this posting on Franks site as it pertains to the days ahead and what we must do. Franks site is also one to visit on a regular basis and
And now, here is the dream granted to Michael Boldea.
 GODS WORD WILL BE “AN ANCHOR IN THE STORM”
(April 30, 2004)
John 7:37-38, “On the last day,that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out saying, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to Me and drink. He who believes in Me, as the scripture has said, out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.
It had been a busy four months. Geno and myself had been on the road since the beginning of January, and the weekend of April 30, we were scheduled to speak in North Dakota. This, however, was a special meeting. It was to be held on an Indian reservation, plagued with countless vices, and in recent weeks with a spirit of suicide as well. it was an open meeting, where Christians and non-Christians had been invited. For the past two weeks I had been praying for direction as to what I should speak. it was a new forum for me, and I knew I needed guidance and direction. As the day drew nearer, I prayed even more, but had received no answer.
I had worked third shift the previous night, and had only enough time to take a shower, and put on some fresh clothes before we were scheduled to make the long drive. Since I was thoroughly tired, I let Geno drive, and I went to sleep in the passenger seat, still troubled in my mind over what I was to speak.
As I slept, I had a dream. I dreamt I was at the base of a tall mountain, with a beautiful waterfall running down its center. As the water fell down the mountain, at certain intervals there were gathering pools, where the water would accumulate, then spill over to continue its trek down the mountainside. A great number of people were at the bottom of the mountain kneeling beside the lowest gathering pool sipping the water. As I looked up the mountainside more people were at the other gathering pools as well, but as the elevation grew, less and less people could be seen. As I was taking in the scene, and wondering what it meant, I noticed a man dressed in white standing beside me, his hands clasped behind his back. It was the same man I had dreamt in previous dreams. he was looking at the mountain, and the running water as intently as I was.
Finally, I looked at him and asked “What does this mean. I do not understand.”
“It is the answer to your question,” he answered. before I could say anything else, he began to walk, turned his head and said, “Walk with me.”
We walked to the first pool of water, and made our way through the crowd until we were standing on the edge, people were still scooping up the water and drinking hungrily. “Taste it,” the man said pointing to the water. It looked clean, but as I scooped a handful and put it to my lips, I noticed it had an earthy taste. I winced, the man smiled, and he continued walking up the mountainside. It was a rough and rocky path, and although the man seemed to have no difficulty climbing, I stumbled a few times, slipped on a few stones, but managed to keep up with his pace. Halfway up the mountain, we stopped at another pool. There were fewer people there than at the bottom, so it was easier to make our way to the edge. “Taste it,” the man said. I did as before, and scooped some water with my cupped hand, brought it to my lips, and tasted it. Although it tasted much better than the previous pool, there was still a tinge of a sour taste.
We continued to walk up the mountain, until finally, we reached the top. What had been obscured by distance before was now very clear to me. At the top, there was no gathering pool, but a constant torrent of water that came right out of the mountain itself. The rush of water was so powerful that as it came out of the mountain, one could not help but get sprayed if they stood close to it. Those standing at the top, much fewer in number than those at the bottom, were already wet, and in a few minutes time I was thoroughly soaked as well. “Taste it”, the man finally said after we stood and watched the beauty of the spring for some time. The water was unlike anything I’d ever tasted. it was cool and crisp, and my thirst was quenched after a few sips.
Although it was a beautiful sight to behold, I was still confused, and after some time I asked the man, “what does it mean?”
“You prayed to the Father, and asked what you should speak. It is the answer to your prayer. This spring is the word of God. When at its source it is pure, and gives life, but as men continue to twist it and interpret and dilute it, it loses its essence, it becomes bitter. Speak the truth of his word, and the thirst of those listening will be quenched.”
“What was the meaning of those at the bottom of the mountain?” I asked.
“They are those who are content with half truths, many know cleaner water is found on the mountaintop, but choose not to exert themselves. It is a hard climb, and to know truth one must be diligent in knowing the Word. For now the difference between those at the base of the mountain, and those who stand here, nourishing themselves with the pure word of God is negligible to the human eye. While the day abides, in the eyes of men they are all the same, but the day will not abide forever.”
As the man spoke these words, what had just an instant before been blue and sunny skies, turned pale, then pitch black. In an instant there was darkness as far as the eye could see.
“Now behold the difference” the man said. As I looked I understood what he meant. The base of the mountain was engulfed in darkness. Not one flicker of light was visible, but those standing on the mountaintop began to shine with an inner glow that allowed them to see the path before them clearly. the man who had been standing next to me shone brighter than us all.
“Only the pure truth of Gods word will be an anchor in the storm, and as a lamp in the darkness,” the man said. “All else will fade away into nothingness. For the days to come are dark days filled with turmoil and great anguish. Even upon this land toward which the Father has shown such great mercy, the day is coming when its fate will stun the world. Be bold in the truth servant, and work while you still may that your reward will be complete.”
I woke up, thinking it had only been a short while since I’d fallen asleep. I was surprised to hear Geno tell me we were only minutes away from our destination. That night, the meeting was held in the ballroom of a casino, and as instructed I preached the truth of Gods word. It was a simple message on Jesus being the truth, the way, and the life, yet this simple message stirred the hearts of those listening. it was the most powerful meetings we’ve had on this tour, with people being saved, delivered, and rededicating their lives to the Lord Jesus. Since then, I have prayed much concerning whether or not to share the dream, and felt in my heart it was time to do so. God prepares His children in advance, and offers them sufficient time to cling to Him, and trust in Him, that they may weather the storm, and see his victory through it all.
Revelation 22:17 “And the Spirit and the bride say, “Come!” And let him who hears say, “Come!” And let him who thirsts come. And whosoever desires, let him take the water of life freely.
Michael Boldea Jr
I first read this account shortly after it was submitted at the hand of help website. (Actually it was about the same time that I first came across the site) The message represented by the dream has been forever planted into my heart. This dream is one of the most incredible representations that I’ve ever encounterd concerning the importance of hiding the truth of Gods word in our heart. It’s so imperative for each of us to get in close to the Lord Jesus and be hearing from on high in these moments. The words of another or the interpretations of another will not suffice. We need to be abiding in the true Vine and hearing his voice.
Blessings always in Jesus name.
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5 comments

  1. Wow, Timbob! Amazing post. And so much in line with what God has been sharing with me as well. Even to the glowing people–“The darkness can last only until you/we step into it,” God told me. (If you want to see the whole thing, it’s in the post where I included the picture I now have in my header.)

    It’s so great how God talks to all of us about the same stuff, usually completely independent of one another. We prod one another on, but it always seems to be something that God was already speaking to each of us about beforehand.


  2. Wow, that was awesome.


  3. Hi Cindy. It truly is amazing that we’re all in such different venues but all on the same page. It’s one of the reasons that I remain out here. In my area I only have one other saint that I can really discuss these things with.

    The dream mentioned above, I read it and then forgot where I had read it for about two years until finally seeing it again. Nonetheless I shared the details of it with a lot of folks because the visual of it is incredible.

    Thanks for stopping by. Blessings always in Jesus name.


  4. Hi Code. These were my thoughts exactly. Thanks for stopping by.

    Bkessings always in Jesus name


  5. Great post.. this is really a great information..This will be useful post.. I will comeback for more..

    Cheers



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