By Kenneth Martin

Written Monday 15th 2:03 P.M.

My Son, I Speak To Thee, That Writes and Those That Listen On. You Stand In The Hottest Part Of The Battle. Satan and His Angels Hit On Thee Continually For What You Stand For, My Word.

Many There Are In The Lead Of Your Country That Trust In Themselves and Mans Ability To Take Care Of Them and Solve Problems.

They Shall Be Destroyed, For They Can Not Deliver or Save By Their Own Hand. But You My Son Know You Don't Hold The Answers To All The Nation's Troubles Either, But You Know The One Who Does and You Trust In Him. For I Have Never Let My People Down, But They Have Turned Their Back On Me, For Man To Solve Their Problems and Give Them Their Desires.

But Son I Tell Thee Now They Will Collapse Soon In The Free World Because They Call You Not. But My Son, Quickly Ahead, They Will Tithe Your Ministry On 3 Continents As You Build The Greatest Evangelistic Move The World Will Ever Have, Ready For The 144,000 Jewish Preachers That Shall Be Saved On Mt Of Olives Where You Will Stand, Peace My Son For Your Ministry Is About To Explode.