You have heard Me say; by their fruits you shall know them. Do they gather grapes from thorn-bushes or figs from thistles? What would I, to give sight to this blind generation? Can you build a house upon the sand and have it stand when the wind blows and the storms come in? No, I tell you. Can the house which you have built, stand against the forces of wickedness to come? Can a corrupt tree bear good fruit? Assuredly I tell you, it cannot. So how do you expect My people, who are following man-made doctrines, to understand the times that they are in? Do they not display their foolishness for the world to see? Do they not flaunt their nakedness, like a badge of honour? These people lack all and any wisdom. They have refused My guidance and My chastisement. They have refused to leave Babylon behind and instead, follow their leader into destruction. They have no love for their neighbour. They have no compassion for others who are suffering. Woe to them who call evil, good and good, evil, that put darkness for light and light for darkness. Their blackened hearts have produced lawlessness, rebellion against Me and war against the Kingdom of God. Ask, seek, knock. Will I not give generously to those who come to Me? Those who seek Me with all of their hearts, find Me. And those who seek their pastors and lying prophets, find nothing. Just more hunger for the Truth and never finding anything of substance to eat. Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled. The black horse sweeps across the Earth. Do not harm the oil and the wine. But the famine is here and many will starve because they have refused to come to My table and enjoy the feast which I had prepared for them. What a shame. And so they follow their Beast into destruction. They have chosen the broad way. Their hearts have rejected love and embraced mans lies. They have killed My witnesses and My prophets. They have chosen their path and now they must walk on this road, a collision course. Endure. Endure to the end. Do not deny My name. Call out to Me in the day of trouble and I will find you. I will rescue you from the grasp of the evil one. And I will not blot out your name, from the book of life. Listen if you have ears to hear. I Am bringing in the final harvest. Jesus your saviour. 

They run after man, from morning until night. They worship his image; on display for the world to see. They follow the Beast; all whose names are not written in the lambs book of life. They follow the number; like sheep to the slaughter. Falling, falling, Babylon is falling; while the world watches this epic ending, of a power that once was, is and is never to rise again. Let him who has wisdom, calculate the number of the beast; his number is 666. Did I not tell you this through My servant John? Is it not written? Why do you not see? Why do you not perceive? They perish for lack of knowledge and their hearts are dull. Deaf to My words and dumb to My instruction. You watchman on the wall, what are you waiting for? I Am calling in My army. Calling My troops home. Beckoning them to Me as the world rips apart at the seams. Soon never to rise again. I Am waiting for you, Laodicea. Waiting for you to open your eyes and repent in sackcloth and ashes. The Beast is soon to make war and I Am waiting for My soldiers. Are you for Me or against Me? Hot or cold? Get off the fence, Laodicea. Are you fighting with us, or against us? Think carefully about the eternal consequences of your decision. For all who choose to make war against Me, is sure to lose. Outer darkness awaits and hell opens her mouth. Can man lead man? No I tell you. But you are spiritually blind and stupid Laodicea, like Nabal. Judah, the apple of my eye, the thorn in My side. Always rebelling against Me. Pushing in another direction. Follow your king. Follow your leader. I Am your leader, your saviour, your king. I Am the lion and you are My cubs. I have prepared a place for you. But you didn't come. You had better things to do. My arms remain open, while it is still day. Come to Me now, while you can. Don't walk, run! You are My prodigal son and I Am your loving Father. Patiently waiting for you. Your brothers and sisters are waiting for you. It's time to flee to the mountains, Judea. Do not look back. The hour is late and the vultures are waiting to peck out your eyes and tear you limb from limb. Don't I want what is best for you? Now listen to Me. Open your eyes and your heart. Stop being stubborn and obstinate and come to Me now. If you hear My voice, the spirit speaks. The time is come. I Am the Alpha and the Omega. The beginning and the end. And I have spoken.