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A memory surfaced, the words of Daniel 7 echoing in my mind. The prophecy painted a chilling picture of a future filled with terror and dread. I could see it in my mind’s eye, as if it were playing out before me on a vast screen.
A beast emerged from the shadows, a monstrosity unlike any other. Its body bristled with power, its iron teeth glinting ominously in the half-light. It moved with terrifying speed, crushing everything in its path with ruthless efficiency.
Its eyes were the worst part – human-like, full of cunning and malice. They stared back at me from the depths of my vision, and a mouth that spoke words of arrogance and pride. It was an abomination, a perversion of all that was good and pure.
The rejection of Jesus felt like a slap in the face. Here was a man who embodied love and kindness, yet the world turned its back on Him. The harsh reality was that mercy and compassion were alien concepts in this self-serving world.
Daniel’s prophecy predicted the rise of a new Babylon, and with it, the rise of a leader whose arrogance would know no bounds. He would come from Iraq, promising peace and prosperity to a world teetering on the brink of chaos.
His words would soothe the troubled minds of millions, his promises luring them into a false sense of security. He would broker peace between Israel and Islamic nations, staving off nuclear war and earning him worldwide adoration.
But this king was not what he seemed. He was the son of Ismael, born to deceive and manipulate. His reign would be short-lived, his promises empty.
The peace he offered was nothing more than an illusion, a facade masking his true intentions. Israel had always yearned for peace under an earthly king – but they were about to learn that not all that glitters is gold.
As I opened my eyes, the vision faded, leaving behind a sense of unease. Daniel’s prophecy was unfolding right before my eyes, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. The beast was rising, and the world was dancing to its tune. All I could do was bear witness and pray for mercy.
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