“For nothing remains hidden that will not be exposed!” Habakkuk 2:1-2
 

A few days ago I saw in a vision a huge eagle. As he flew slowly above me, I recognized, as from his feathering a big feather separated and slowly moved over towards me and finally changed into a “pen.” Now I knew, that GOD wanted to give me a new message. Naturally I did not know anything about the topic of the revelation He was going to give me. So I spent those days much in worship and prayer and asked Him, to keep me from false spiritual impressions. As I withdrew yesterday to have fellowship with GOD, immediately I received a vision. I found myself in the spirit in a “Fire and arms blacksmith” in which a big melting furnace burned and ash remains were separated from liquid metal. I saw also stained, dirty swords and soiled armours. But where were the possessors of those armours? The term “false heroes” came to mind and immediately I saw a kind of list where the negative characteristics were mentioned.

False heroes: broadcast their calling. Are boasting and taking glory from each other. Looking for their own benefit. Are calculating, ambitious, envying success. Put their name up front. Recommend themselves as especially anointed and internationally acknowledged. They are looking for personal “armour bearers” that are completely submitted to support them with their finances and capabilities. They look for sponsors for their “worldwide ministry,” but also to be helped to keep an appropriate position of lifestyle of a visibly by GOD blessed living standard that clearly differs from any norm in a visible and perceptible way. To be quite honest, I was actually not prepared for this topic. To me it was as if GOD would have taken me simply into this film. Suddenly I found myself on a wide plain. In front of me appeared many “carrier slaves” organized in rank and file, who carried together a big platform, that glared in the sunlight metallically.

In the midst of the platform stood a regent throne, on which pharaoh style a regal “hero” (in this case a hero of Faith) was seated. That all looked like a procession.

The platform itself was square and appeared to be more than 10x10 metres. From the other three corners of the wind came also other carrier troops, that likewise carried above them a platform with their “heroes” whom they served. Apparently this was an official conference of “heroes” that stood together in a square. During this conference the carrier had to stand still, that means the platform didn’t rest on the ground. As I looked closer at the carriers, that held out in the dark under the load of the heavy platform, I saw that the carriers at the back were uncovered to their underwear, i.e. they didn’t wear trousers. It was vital, that their “hero” as a success guarantee was dressed festive and well. At this conference it was important, that the outside appearance of the “heroes” reflected the prosperity of their position.

At this heroes-conference it was standard, that they sat according to their dignity and their status, sitting separated and alone on their platform, with a proper distance to the “common” people. Apparently according to the maxim: “Don’t seat yourself next to me, for I am holy unto you!” The organizers of the conference laid cables between the various platforms for a TV transmission, to assure that every “hero” could present his feats of glory publicly, while their carriers kept standing under the platform in the dark.

In front of me the picture changed and another film segment was shown. I saw now smaller “heroes.” But those also where already seated on their platforms, according to the size of their carrier group. These also bragged already about their deeds. To create impression they called to their audience: “How many sick have you healed, how many dead have you raised and how many miracles have you done? Are you living in dreams and visions? Where are you living anyway?” Now many of the listeners lowered their heads, discouraged and ashamed. Thereupon the small heroes began and said patronizingly: “Do you know, if you support our ministry and sustain it, so have also your share in the glory.” That was evident to many and so the support group of the small heroes grew, so that their platform and ministry grew and also the degree of popularity of these heroes grew.

Now the scene moved back to the first setting, where the great “heroes” were seated opposite each other on their big platforms in the conference. While they one another reveled in their glory deeds, I could suddenly hear under the platforms a thump, grunt and groaning, that became ever louder. It came from the tired carriers, to whom the above burden became too heavy. Suddenly the heaven darkened and a strong wind gust came up, which was named “RECESSION” and threw many carriers, so that they had no more the strength to carry their “heroes” financially.

Then I did hear an appalling grinding and crashing and I saw how the platforms split, or bend and parts of it broke away. Everywhere sounded crying. The thrones of the heroes lost their solid hold and slipped sideways. Everything rocked and there was no security anymore. Then came from the ends of the earth another strong wind blast that shook everything and threw it down. From the end of heaven appeared an ever stronger light, which pierced everything and nothing was hidden before it. This dazzling light exposed everything that is not from GOD. Every human manipulation was exposed.