I saw a thirteen year old girl in a room with an angelic being. They were in a room upstairs in a storey building, and the angelic being seemed to be her guardian angel. I heard him say to the girl, *_’You’ll have to fight in the battle.’_* The girl was terrified and objected because she had never fought before but the angel reassured her saying, _*’Your hands have been taught to war; you’re going to fight.’*_ and gave her a shield and a sword.
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He went to the window and pulled back the blinds. Through the window was a terrifying sight—chaos, trouble and disaster had filled the streets. The streets were also filled with beings resembling Smeagol from the movie, _Lord of the Rings_ which had infiltrated every house and everywhere in the street. I also noticed it was daytime in this vision.
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These creatures infiltrated the ground floor of the house. The angel left the girl alone in the room after telling her she would have to fight. Shakily, she summoned the courage to descend the stairs with her shield and sword. As she reached the kitchen, she saw that these creatures had infiltrated everywhere. She was frightened but held firmly to her weapons.
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One of the beings approached her and began to sniff her. I noticed a bluish-colored forcefield around her, protecting her from harm. Though the creature could see her clearly, it only sniffed her but didn’t attack. The forcefield seemed to be doing its job—keeping her out of harm’s reach.
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Then I heard a voice say, *_’If only you knew the power you have.’_* The radical stories that the pastor often shared about the power children of God possess came to mind. _[This voice seemed to follow me wherever I was. No matter where I was, this voice would be there, speaking]._
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The girl eventually walked out of the house and reached the gate. I began praying fervently in the Spirit for her. Then I heard the voice say, _*’This is another weapon that will keep you in the days to come: PRAYING IN THE HOLY SPIRIT.’*_ I continued praying for her until she made it outside the gate. Thereafter, the song _’It Is Time for War’_ came to mind, so I played it.
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When Pastor sang the part of the song that says, _’Get on the saddle.’_ a brown horse appeared in front of the little girl. Though still scared, she climbed onto it. After mounting the horse, she looked back and saw that the house she had left was overrun by those beings. Leaning close to the horse’s mane, she whispered a heartfelt prayer: _’Father, please protect me.’_
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She turned round in search for her guardian angel and she finally saw him suspended in the air with his wings flapping. He urged her, _’Go! I’ll hold them back. Go, summon the contingents. It is my duty to protect you. Don’t worry about me—nothing should happen to you, not me. You were made for the last days.’_ Then, the beings pushed her angel into the sewer but I had the impression he escaped thereafter.
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The girl rode off quickly on the horse to summon the contingents, though she wasn’t sure how to do it. As she rode, she grew bigger and matured rapidly. She passed through many distant nations, some of which appeared peaceful with few or no Smeagol-like creatures in their homes. She wondered why, and a voice replied, _’While they are saying, “Peace and safety”, destruction will come upon them suddenly, like labor pains upon a woman with child, and they will not escape’_ (1 Thessalonians 5:3).
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She continued riding and black vultures hovered above her, flying in the sky. She brought out her bow and arrows, and shot at them. *These arrows seemed to come with the horse. As she grew, she learned to wield them skillfully.*
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After riding a great distance, she reached a certain height, paused and looked back at how far she had come. Yet, she was still far from summoning the contingents. Unsure how to proceed, the voice spoke again saying, *_’It’s time to ascend the hills.’_* The song _’Ascend’_ by _Victoria Orenze_ and Psalms 15 and 24 – the scriptures about the requirements to ascend the holy mountain of the Lord, came to mind.
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The girl turned her horse and continued riding. _’Ascending the hill is a long journey’_ the voice told her. At this point, Pastor asked for hooves for the horses. After some time, the girl stopped for a break. I then heard the voice say, _’This will be continued later. You’re not prepared.’_
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After seeing all these, I wondered how to summon the contingents. I heard, *’Preach the gospel; make disciples; preach both in season and out of season. You will be prepared.’*
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The year 2025 came to mind a lot almost all through this vision.
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_5th September, 2024_
_Sis ESK_
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