Daughter,
Tell the vision of the sweeping cold front that I gave you two years ago. For the time is soon at hand.
Yes Father, I see families huddled together in homes, trying to keep warm, through their collective body heat. Their breath is visible inside their living rooms and they are shivering. I see fathers at a loss for what to do and a blizzard outside. No one is able to drive or use the roads, including ambulances.
It is as my word declares, that in the last days, the love of many will grow cold. I am not the author of confusion, but one who speaks plainly, in every language, including the weather. And, through my creation, so that man is without excuse. Those who experience winters will experience a winter that is colder than normal, not just outside, but inside. For my house is cold. I am bringing out the chill in the heart of those who must repent and return to their first love. Both those who are lost and those who have a form of godliness but deny my power. Like my house, there will be no power. No heat. No warmth.
Seek my face and I will tell you how to prepare. Repent at my rebuke and I will make my thoughts known to you. Return to your first love.
I do not enjoy withdrawing my hand of provision, though I will, to bring those who are far from me into eternal provision. Kings on thrones of sand will laugh as all of this takes place, but I will be mourning. Weep, lament and wail, for the abominations that are done in your land! Weep for the unborn, the genitally and genetically mutilated, the casualties of war and the commercial church who confesses me with their lips, but whose heart is far from me. Repent. Repent now. For as many as I love, I also chasten.
Elohim
Prophetic utterance (Hebrew):
Kiana ( grace ) Mana (apportioned) yah (by God)
"The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge." Psalm 19
"Because of the multiplication of wickedness, the love of most will grow cold." Matthew 24