War will drive the gale-force winds of the Storm. The Persian Gulf and the Red Sea may reflect the flash of missile fire and while oil flows and churns into another hemisphere's gulf, the waters off of Iran will roil. In response, Israel is in the cross hairs of these bitter winds and hail, and she will see her God react and defend her. As the summer that isn't burns away into autumn's tempest, oil and Israel will force the smirks of the talking news heads into somber and sober countenances, and a decreasing number of viewers will be able to observe the metamorphosis.
Sweet Israel - she is the apple of God's eye, but there is danger all around her. She is the land of milk and honey but the bitter flavors of shrapnel, gunpowder, and blood will foul the taste but if only for a while, as God will move through the Storm to aid and refresh her. There is no Storm that can overpower the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob - as He can call up the Storm and then speak it into shivering submission. Power and glory are His name!
As the summer that isn't stumbles and staggers into an uncertain autumnal equinox, Iran, Israel, oil, and American upheaval will force the smiling anchors and anchorettes to turn from a depraved Hollywood news cycle to instead report on the blizzard that rages in the Spiritual, unseen by millions in the Natural. And yet millions and more millions will feel the sleet pelt them on their faces and the sting will make them cry out "why me?"
Gasoline pumps dry as desert. Grocery store shelves with nothing, save for the crows to pick through fastidiously. National Guard troops acting as traffic cops while none sit in vacated donut shops. Schools becoming ad hoc prisons as children cry out for parents to come and rescue them from stone-faced men with military armaments. Fathers, you will be pushed to the limits of your manhood. Are you afraid to die?
I don't fear death, for death and resurrection have given me eternal life. The storm will be brutal and I ask you to please prepare by diminishing yourselves in reverence - on bended knees and with bowed heads and eyes closed. Know today and take it to heart that Jesus is Lord. I must say this now as my spirit aches for you to know.
When all of our common creature comforts become expensive commodities in the coming weeks - we will still have the blood of redemption on us. When the winds blow our windows inward and we are cut by the shattered glass, His stripes will be our healing. When events half a world away become the hurricane that blows down our doors while fueling fire on our streets - we will be fireproof because we are bathed in His living water.
It is lightly snowing today, but the snow that most don't see is even now growing heavier. The winds are slowly increasing - do you feel them? Storm Troopers, are you ready to walk and to lead?
Pray for Israel and for America. There is an abomination amongst us today, but the Storm will wash it away. And do not be deceived - this will not yet be the time of Jacob's Trouble.
Please be prepared.
By Jim Yackel
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