As darkness grows thicker and heavier, more people are concerned about the appearance of the antichrist. Let me tell you, God does NOT set up ambushes to ensnare the innocent. The devil does, but though he can deceive even saints for a time, he cannot ensnare you in a fundamental way unless you allow it. Besides giving an overt assent of the will, you can be ensnared by flaws – mainly the deadly sins. Vanity and pride are the source of more destruction than all the other sins, combined, I think.
That said, satan does send his agents, who work restlessly, to ensnare you. Discernment is a valuable gift. But here’s the rub: even if you knew who those agents are, if you are puffed up with vanity, the knowledge is of no protection, for your vanity will fell you soon enough. If you are utterly ignorant and know it to be so – and so trust all to God, concerning yourself solely with being a sign of hope to others and taking the next, right step, you are utterly invulnerable to the efforts of the antichrist and even of satan, himself. Why, then, spend so much time seeking after that which will not protect you instead of perfecting that which will?
In March of 1993 I had my first Great Vision (Let me digress for a moment – a Great Vision does not mean it is more important or better than other types. Over a decade ago, one of my priests directed me to describe, as best I could, different types of visions. I grouped each of the types that seemed to have a similar pattern into specific category names. A Great Vision refers to one that goes on at some length, into great detail about future events and great detail about the meaning of present and past events, then gives me specific tasks for preparation or what my response should be. I gave them the name because of the sweeping character of them and a certain majesty they have in my mind.) After taking me into the vision, my angel began by telling me that the spirit of antichrist was already rampant in the world – and had been for some time. He said the spirit was simple and seductive. It was simply the belief that good can be done without reference to God. It was tenacious because those seduced by it believe themselves to actually be doing good. He said the error was institutionalized during the Russian Revolution, which taught that good can ONLY be done without reference to God.
Of course, trying to do good without reference to God is like trying to quench thirst without reference to water. Alas, many people, even of the faithful variety, impute a sort of vanity to God – as if He demands our worship as a sort of tribute. To the contrary, God loves us each tenderly and knows that He is the only source of life. He calls us to Him that we may live as heirs in His household. He is like a man in the desert who has the only freshwater fountain for 300 square miles and gives it freely to all who come – even begging the recalcitrant to drink from the fountain. It is not in tribute to Him, but that you may live, for all else is sand and death.
Later in the same vision my angel explained to me that the Russian Revolution was one of satan’s greatest gambits, that Russia’s error was just the disposable delivery system for injecting the spirit of antichrist throughout the whole world: that the political and economic systems inherent to it were doomed to collapse of their own contradictions. Then, while the world was celebrating its “victory” over what was never more than a disposable hypodermic needle, it would not even notice it had been injected and infected with the spirit of antichrist, the institutional belief that good can only be done without reference to God. I gasped over that revelation, for already it was becoming obvious how deeply infected the western world was.
In ancient Israel a substantial minority of Jews suspected that the Messiah might come in a corporate, rather than an individual, form. That is, the Messiah might be a group of like-minded faithful like the Maccabees, who would restore the kingdom to its former glory, rather than a single, heroic figure. Similarly, in serious theological circles, there is no little debate over whether the antichrist is more likely to be a corporate figure or an individual. John the Evangelist gives a lot of credence to those who propose a corporate anti-Christ, for in I John 2:18 he says that, “…you have heard that antichrist is coming, so now many antichrists have come.” (italics mine)
Based on my vision, (which I fully vetted with my priests for anything contrary to faith and morals – as I do with all substantial messages) and on what John the Evangelist says, I believe the antichrist is a spirit that infects many, and so is one spirit with many acolytes. the same as there are many Christians but only one Christ.
The question then becomes; will a single person arise who personifies the spirit of antichrist? Carrying my analogy to one logical end, since Christ left Peter and his successors as the Vicar of Christ, might the antichrist establish his own vicar with authority over his followers?
In the late ’90s I had a visitation that gave me some clues to that, as well. I was taken to a large classroom or small hall where a man was giving a speech. He was not unusual, but very distinctive in the way he looked. My angel contemptuously called him “Menses,” though I knew right away that was not his given name, just the contemptuous nickname the angels have ALWAYS since used to refer to him. His talk was pleasant – even inspiring. My angel told me Menses had given himself entirely over to the antichrist – he was not a mere dupe as so many are – he had knowingly chosen satan’s side. He would exercise the most important power satan would have to deceive men once the Storm took hold – the power of deception, to mimic what is actually good. (Satan’s primary weapon for the last century has been that of seduction – to persuade men that good is actually evil and evil actually good. I was told that during the brief period of “rumblings” leading into the Storm, satan’s most effective power would be that of terror, which he would exercise on a large, institutionalized scale) In time, Menses would rise to prominence, and would be celebrated as a champion of freedom and of faith throughout the Storm. Only when it ended would people know of his betrayal. I was told to watch for him and of specific characteristics to watch for in his work, for when he rose to prominence, the time would be upon us. As Menses continued his lecture, he looked over at me (I was standing at the far end of the room to his left) and gave me a leering grin. It chilled me, for I got the sense that just as my Master was showing him to me, so his infernal master was showing me to him.
After the vision was over, I was shaken for another reason. Several times during visitations I had been shown someone who would be important in the future who I had not met yet, In almost all cases, their faces and voices were wiped clean from my memory as soon as the vision was complete. I could remember the role they played and why I was shown them, but not a single identifying feature (except whether it was a man or a woman). But Menses face, body shape, and voice were fully embedded in my memory.
I, of course, reported this to my priests – and gave them both the physical and behavioral description of him. They were naturally curious about his identity, but I couldn’t say, because I had never seen him except in the vision. I pondered the name, Menses. My angel’s face had wrinkled with withering contempt and disgust when saying it. Looking it up I saw that, from the Latin, it is a reference to menstrual blood. Of course, in ancient Israel, menstrual blood was ritually impure – in opposition to the blood of the lamb, which purifies. I wondered if perhaps it wasn’t a double pun, for the related phrase of “mens rea” refers to the guilty mind, the knowing intent necessary for a crime. Meantime, I kept watch for him.
Midway through the last decade, while scanning some announcements and events, I was stunned to see a picture that looked exactly like Menses, along with the announcement that he was going to speak at a city near me. I got his regular name and did a google search. He matched up exactly. I thought of making the trip to go hear him, but then remembered that he had seen me, too. If that was literal, I figured I would just as soon avoid him for as long as I could – and follow him virtually through the Internet to see if he actually began to rise. He has. He is still a relatively minor figure, but is more and more frequently quoted internationally on the matters I said he would be seen as champion of.
I told my priests that I now knew his identity, but refused to divulge it. On the one hand, if I had been deceived, I might smear a good man. On the other, my angel said he would not be revealed until after we were rescued. If I revealed his name, even only to a few, it might tempt them to trust in themselves and obsess over fighting him rather than calmly doing what God called them to. (Another digression – I am under no illusion that I am immune to deception. One of the few times Gabriel was visibly angry with me came after he had warned me that satan was going to try to send me some false visions. Sure enough, I had several that were very pleasant – but had some little twist that was contrary in a small way to faith and morals. I dismissed them immediately from my mind. I got to thinking I was pretty good at this sort of discernment. As I preened over it, Gabriel suddenly appeared with disgust on his face and drily told me, “He’s not trying to convince you of what’s in the visions: he’s trying to convince you he’s clumsy.” He vanished immediately. I got the message. Even if you start right, vanity is always pulling you into self-reliance. Satan will come as an angel of light. Your only defense is to submit all to God, hold tight to Him, and take counsel).
Eventually, it dawned on me that if Menses knew who I was, it could put those who were close to me at risk, particularly those who guided me spiritually. So I talked to ONE of the priests. We had a discussion about what knowing really meant, the burden and the risk of it. But if he could bear it while resolving not to be pulled away from his work, it would allow him to watch for any approaches to others who counsel me and protect them if Menses approached and started sniffing around. I waited for a week and, when the priest was certain he had contemplated the full gravity of it, revealed the identity – to him and only him. He was startled. He had actually met the man at a social event during his travels – and had gotten a very bad feeling from him which he dismissed because the guy was so charming and seemingly straightforward. I told the other priests I had revealed the identity to the one, and reiterated why I would not say more than that.
As I watch Menses slowly rise to more prominence, I wonder at times if he is not the personification of the antichrist, the vicar, as it were of that putrid spirit. But then I wonder what good could come from worrying about it. My angel tells me he will not be exposed for the betrayer and fraud he is until after it is over. It seems to me that focusing on him can only distract me from the work God has laid out for me…and that would be a subtle way of disobeying God, focusing on a battle with satan’s agent rather than being a sign of hope. Jesus knew who Judas was from the start – and let the weed grow along with the wheat until His public ministry was finished. I think it comes down to whether we really trust God. We know the final outcome is assured. Obviously, God allowed me to see who Menses was before he came to any significant public note for a reason – but also told me that this particular weed will flourish throughout the duration of the Storm. I don’t know what the reason is, but I must trust God to dispose of it as He has said without letting it pull me away from the simpler, homelier work of taking the next right step and being a sign of hope to those around me.
That is the essence of what I want you to know. If there is one who personifies the antichrist, to focus on him without leave of the Master is, ironically, to succumb to the spirit of antichrist and trust to your own strength. Be careful about seeking after knowledge that, even if you knew it, would do little or nothing to help you do the work God calls you to, especially if the adventure of it might lure you away while deceiving you that you do well.
I pray often that God not tell me a jot beyond what I absolutely need to know to do the work He wants of me – and that He give me strength to bear what He decides I must know. But when in doubt, I know that the sure formula, the one that calls to me like a beacon, my lighthouse in the Storm is to acknowledge God, be a sign of hope to those around me, and take the next right step. That will carry us surely to safety while the chase after unnecessary knowledge might run as aground.