Please know…
Please know that what I have written about Revelation 12, I felt
compelled to write. My sons, my friends, my family…none have been
asked to believe me. Why would anyone? There was no one but myself
reading that book about Christ on that day 25 years ago. No one else
felt the call to jump in the water that day except me. No one emerged
in shock at a thick layer of bees except me. Others saw the halo and
the bees but I don't know who they were or where they are. If a friend
of mine told me these things happened to her, or that her life is
lining up with a prophecy in Revelation, I would have a hard time
believing her too.
I’m not looking for "followers" because I’m not leading anyone,
anywhere, except to point at Christ. Hopefully this is it for me. I’m
not looking for donations to put up billboards, or writing pastors of
every denomination to believe me. I could have sent "A Gentile
woman travailing" to dozens of previous publishers and magazines but I
didn’t because this isn’t about me convincing anyone. I only sent a
link to the post to two people just because I felt led to. They can
take it or leave it, I feel like I've done what God led me to do so
I'm done.
No one else has a clue about my praying and writing about a halo
before this 2nd halo appeared as I resisted going public, not
even the pastor of the church where the halo happened. That was my
first time at this church because my previous pastor moved to London.
No one else knows why I stood in a crowd, looking at it, barely able
to stand and lost as I realized I had no camera. I thought, "If I'm to
have one, God will provide it."
Suddenly
there was a woman standing on my left, a little behind me, taking a
picture of it with her cell phone. I asked this total stranger if she
would send me an email of it and not only did she agree, she emailed
it to me as we stood there! I thanked her so much but lamented to
myself that she didn't see it directly behind the cross like I did. On
her own, she sent me a second picture from further back, and the halo
was above the cross. She has no idea why it meant so much to me.
So if anyone wants to find a new group of
Christians to mock, you won’t find it here. I’m it. Mock away, but I’m
not taking back what I’ve written. And if any pastor, ANY pastor or
priest or Bible scholar can correct me Biblically,
I’d love to hear
from him.
There was a time when I was furious with public schools and
politicians corrupting our kids…(okay I’m STILL mad about that)…but
years ago I went after media attention, and got it, to warn people
what was happening in our public schools. Today, about this issue, I don’t need it. I’m
just trying to be obedient about disclosing what happened. I would
really rather lead a quiet life from here on out, watch my sons marry
and have kids without all the plagues, famines and death of
Revelation and the End Times. I hope to be a grandma but it’s not about what I want.
Wherever God leads, that’s where I want to be.
I hope you want to be there too.
And fortunately for you, you don’t have to believe me to get there.
All it takes is Christ.
Believe in Christ, He is the way, the
truth and the life. Not me, I'm just the
woman at the well with a testimony.
What
I have is nothing except Christ and Him crucified, I only point to
Him.
He alone has the
words of life. Praise His sweet and holy name, all power and glory
are His!
-Jen Shroder
