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Fire on the Mountain

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Fire on the Mountain

Don Bradley May 27, 2023 7am Sabbath



I was in an average one bedroom ground floor apartment with off white carpet somewhere with someone I knew very well. These types of semi-shiek apartments were all the rage in the late 1960/70s. A kitchen with a small counter out to the living room; a hall off to the right leading to a bathroom and bedroom, sometimes 2 bedrooms. A sliding glass door that in this case, led out to a parking area, out behind the obviously duplex and four-plex units, of which this particular one was in the farthest corner from the street and which faced out onto a cinder block wall, again from the early 70s, with a couple of dumpsters. I had never been there or the residence before. It was very late at night, after 10PM.


The sliding glass door had a long curtain, not the usual plastic junk slat blinds you see in rentals today. The person I was with, went to the door and then outside for some reason, but pretty quickly came running back in, saying “you need to see this.”


I get up and go out with him, through the sliding glass door and down half a dozen concrete steps to the paved parking area (no cars) and found that the area and sky was rapidly filling with boiling black smoke. Glancing to my right, I then realized this duplex was very near to the base of a hill, four blocks at most. And, that the very tops of the hill, covered in trees visible by now roaring flames, was quite the fire going on.


As I watched for about ten seconds, the fire just spread along the crest to the left and to the right and then started moving rapidly down the hillside, toward the old growth suburban trees, homes, and apts precisely where we were standing.


I turned to this person and said, amazingly, “now you will see the power and the glory of YHVH.”


I walked a few steps away from him to the center of the small parking area, stretched forth my hands to the fire and declared, “Let the waters come and the fire be none, by the will of the Most High, our Father!”


Instantly, an ENORMOUS THUNDERCLAP rang all around us, rattling windows—you could feel it on your face and arms—and just as instantly a downpour of such ferocity as I have never in my life witnessed, drenched that hill, the crest and wherever the fire had come from. This all took about 15 seconds. And just as quickly, the sky—which was full of boiling smoke, began to instantly clear, revealing a starry sky above and behind the hilltops.


After that, with my mouth open in wonder and amazement(it was awesome), I turned to face the friend. It was then I realized that a small group of people were standing behind us and had seen the whole event, from start to finish. A young woman, with two children—Hispanic—and a couple of guys standing there. Their eyes were as wide as saucers in amazement. I understood perfectly what they were feeling, the thing happened so fast. The young mother was praying.


Two things then happened. And if you want weird, this part is it, to be sure.


One of the men, about late 20s, came up to me and mumbled about getting me something illicit, I don't know what, if I wanted it.


What? Is that what you say, to me, after all this? I thought.


I looked into his eyes. They were slits. I said something to him, which I cannot now recall, but the gist of it was, war on the evil he was trying to do to entice me in. He took a few steps, turned into a mangy dog and leaped over the 6 foot concrete wall and away. Lucifer is so predictable, don't you find?


I then turned to this friend whom I love so dearly and found he was sadly, just smirking at me, like I was mad, insane.


All I could muster was, “Why do you hate Almighty God and me, so very much?”


Then I awoke.


After reviewing the event a couple of times, I asked Dad what the interpretation thereof was. He led me to


Proverbs 4:18-19


18 But the path of the just is as the shining light, that shineth more and more unto the perfect day.

19 The way of the wicked is as darkness: they know not at what they stumble.



Don

I write this down the instant after awaking. So as to get all the detail, while it is fresh in my mind.


They know not at what they stumble. They do not, in the main, mean to doubt, to belittle, to smirk as they do. They simply do not KNOW the way of Earth and that it is ruled by the Most High Adonai, YHVH and His son Yeshua. So, it must just be bs, to them, anything they see that they cannot understand.


The young mother with the 2 children understood. Her eyes reflected His shine of devotion and love. A catholic she may be, her heart is precisely where it should be; giving all Glory to Christ and our Heavenly Father.


Those that belittle and smirk, when their hearts should be filled with glory and wonder, are the children of the lawless one. The enemy of mankind.