The Last Day of Earth- A dream of David Parvu from the Lord

11/17/2011

No, I’m not predicting the return of Jesus, or Armaggedon, or “the end of the world as we know it.”

Last night I had a dream-  It was in color, and it had some quite vivid details to it.  I’ve only had a few dreams in color in my lifetime that I can remember.  In fact I can only remember one that is besides this most current one.  I will say  this- I know this dream was from God, from Jesus Christ.. you can take it as you’d like though, just give me a chance and read through.  This note is for Christians, people who think they’re Christians, and people who aren’t Christians.

The dream starts with me riding passenger seat with a gentlemen who I cannot identify.  We were headed south on Telegraph Rd.  The sky was a covered in dark billowing clouds, but the land was still sort of light as if the sun was out.  All of a suddent the clouds started to part- it wasn’t a natural parting though.  The clouds parting made a space closely resembly a skewed cross.  I started pointing this out to the driver of the vehicle, but he didn’t quite see what I saw and did not see the resemblence.  I began to point out the sharp corners that showed that it was a cross, but I reasoned and stated that I understood it doesn’t look like an exact cross, but it is extremely close.  The clouds did not open to a blue sky, but instead to an orange glow, much like what you might think of when you think of a gold refinery and such.  I’ve attached a photo I found when I searched “refinery”.  It is a sunset, but the color was much like this, but it was more fierce.  I started to think to myself, “is Jesus coming back now?”  The clouds closed after a while and the scene changed.  I was now in the dining room of my parents house talking to a man about what I saw.  I cannot identify this man either.  I tried to explain the intensity of what I saw, and I just could not so I stated something along the lines of, “come here, look outside, maybe it’s still there.”  We both stepped out onto the back porch of my parents house and there in the sky was a perfectly shaped cross in the sky with the same glow, but this time it had more fire to it.  Immediately I knew Jesus was coming back, and it was with refining fire.  What ever was not holy, what ever was not something that God saw as good, would be burnt up by the flame..destroyed.  When I realized this green vines started to cover the dark clouds.  I immediately started to be overwhelmed and began to panic.  I started to run down the stairs of the deck in my parents backyard, and right away, fire began sprouting up from houses and from the Earth.  My thought as I was in panic was, “I need to tell everyone about Jesus! I need to tell people that if they give their lives to God they won’t be destroyed with all the other things that are not in line with God!”  This all happened very quickly.  As I was running down the street towards a park located just a couple hundred feet away from my parent’s house, the ground began to shake, and house came down.  They didn’t just come down though, they begin turning in, much like a slow turning tornado, but horizontally.  The would began splitting and the houses were destroyed, along with everything…and everyone… in them.  People were running and screaming, not knowing what to do.  I came to a realization that it was too late, this was judgement and I could no longer tell people how to escape this.  I came to the park where I saw trees bursting into flames, but were not being consumed.  Some people took refuge in these trees and also were not burnt up.  I stopped and tried quickly trying to process what was happening, and then finally I came to a realization.  I have salvation, and this is the end.  I fell to my knees, closed my eyes, and prayed.  A peace that surpasses all understanding fell on me as the world came to face destruction for what they’ve done.  All those who knew God, who accepted the sacrifice of Jesus, were not consumed, and found refuge in the Lord.  I woke up with no fear.  I slept great. This was not a nightmare, it was a message from God. I woke up feeling such an urgency.  Such a pushing to go tell people where help comes from..  Where salvation is.

I will explain a couple things that stuck out to me:

The houses that turned in on themselves and destroyed what was in them-  many of you, even many who might read this, you simply follow what your household does.  What your family raised you in, what you are used to, simply because it’s easy to go with the flow.  The truth is though, your fear of splitting from your household beliefs is going to kill you.

Judgement day is not determinable.  Nobody can tell you when it is going to end.  But why, why do Christians wait the way we do?  The urgency I felt when it was too late was almost ridiculous. I wanted to do things! I wanted to tell people!  But it was too late.  Why is it the thought of the end of the world that needs to drive us to what we’re supposed to do? The truth is, the end of the world can be any day, but the end of an individuals LIFE can be now. or now. or now.  You could strike dead while you’re reading this, and I hope if you do that you’ve committed your life to Jesus.

 

I have different thoughts on what specific things meant, but I’m going to leave this at that.

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