T.d. HaleCalvary Christian Center – Gallipolis Ohio
11/24/12
I was immediately standing in front of the desk in the Oval Office. Standing in the Oval Office, I was in front of the President. A voice came forth and said, “Weep and howl for the misery that shall come shortly.”
There on the floor of the Oval Office was the eagle I saw him shoot back in December. He walks from behind that desk with the same smirk I saw on his face and puts his foot on the neck of the eagle. At this point, he picks it up by its head and twists it three times until his head comes off of the body.
At that point that voice said, “The spirit of Rehoboam.” I knew what that meant and I knew it rested upon the President.
The President of the United States was totally dressed in black: suit, tie, shirt, shoes, pants, etc. As I was standing in front of him, looking directly at him, all of a sudden his chest cavity began to open and his heart was exposed. As I was looking at his heart, thick, black, dark mist was swirling around his heart.
At this point he, picked up a gavel which was part wood and part stone. Handle was wood; head of the gavel was stone. He hit a document on the desk and when he did an earthquake hit Washington.
All of a sudden, I was standing above the White House and saw the earth open and it went toward the Washington Monument, then toward the Jefferson Memorial.
At that point, an odd-color rain started falling, the color of fire. It started slowly coming down and intensified little by little until the waters started rising; the starting point was Washington, D.C.
As the waters started rising, I went up a little higher into the atmosphere and saw the map of the United States. The waters left Washington and began to flood the nation. I saw it hit MD, WV, OH, MI, KY, IN, SC and on and on until it covered America. On the document on the desk of the President was written, “The Final Abomination.”
I began to hear screams across the nation, as if it was a mournful sound. I thought of Noah and what it must have been like for the people outside of the Ark as the flood waters came in and they knew they had not listened to Noah or the voice God gave to them to speak. The screams were as if their lives were over and there was no hope.
As I was still in the air, and I am going to try and explain this as best I can, I saw America in this state of being covered with flood waters and then, all of a sudden, I saw beams of light quickly coming out of the flood waters like a speed of light quickly going up into the air. Millions it looked like but at that moment I was taken above the earth and then I saw it around the world. Possibly they were the prayers of the saints.
After this point, now I was back to the earth, as if I was back to the beginning of all of this. I heard a voice say, “The shifting has begun!” At this point, I was looking over top of megachurches and, like a flash, a voice said, “A breeding ground for sin. The people know not Me but play around their calf.” (I know that as we enter into the “time of the end” it will not be large churches but home meetings of where the saints will gather in secret where God will abide and speak in the last days because of the persecution that will come upon this generation.)
Then, at this point, I was looking again at homes of people I knew loved and served God. I saw the homes of men and women who were gathered together, praying in deep prayers across the nation and a voice that said, “The season is upon the nation. Because you have set the abomination before my eyes, I will set judgment before yours! When will these things be?” said the voice, “After he will be sworn in.”
The Bad and Good News for America
Urgent Warnings to America
Pastor T. D. Hale – 12/28/11
I had a dream last night: In my dream, I saw myself going across America, as if I was floating but with no fear. The land looked like it was bombed, totally destroyed. I saw people standing out around their homes, weeping, holding onto each other; there were a few who laid dead. I heard someone say, “This should never have happened; this should never have happened.”
National destruction had hit America: no food, no water, babies crying, grownups, men all crying, holding onto their families, begging God for mercy. As I moved along the way, I saw people running, looking for loved ones missing, totally out of their minds.
I quickly came over a large city; it looked like it was Columbus, Ohio. As I came close, there it was — the riots we have all heard about. Store windows busted, grabbing what they could get but I could tell they were not too concerned about TVs iPads, etc.; they were grabbing food, water, chips, things to survive on. There were riots and fighting. I even saw one man shot to death.
As I left that place, going at the speed of light I was standing on the back side of the White House. I looked up and there was President Barack Obama on the balcony, holding a shotgun. I heard a loud scream, real loud.
I turned my head to see where the scream came from. Flying high in the air was an eagle — majestic, flying around Washington. I saw Barack point that shotgun toward that eagle and then shoot it dead and it fell to the ground.
I looked up at him and he just had a smile on his face, a smirk. These were the words I heard: “I’ve done it and I won’t have to deal with this in my administration.” It was dead silent. At that moment, I heard a voice that said, “Tell the people this is My will; this is My hand, both upon the generation of the righteous and upon the cursed. The righteous will find their way and know what to do; the cursed will wander around with no compass. The cup is full!”
From that point on, I knew that we were coming to a showdown; it was going to be between us and them — good versus evil. I saw people gathering into some homes that were not destroyed. I saw people having prayer meetings, just praying in the Spirit.
And then I heard in the dream: “To My servants and handmaids, a special anointing will reside on you in these last days. Hold not back thy voice but speak your hearts, for out of them are the issues of life. Pick up the mantle of prayer, cover yourself with it and find you a secret place to cover My servants, who stand for truth in prayer. I see their hearts and the desires to understand and know more. Their eyes have been anointed with a special anointing to see. Others are blinded to My Word. All things will be revealed in their due course. A supernatural wave of my Spirit will come over this generation soon; the FINAL voices are in the land to speak one last time. Think it not strange the happenings around you; they must and will come to pass but I have placed in your hands the food to sustain you in the months ahead. I have spoken and shown all that matter. Tell my servants, saith the Lord, there is coming harsh days ahead!”
As I stood there hearing the voice of God, I saw a table, very old as if it was a table that had many documents signed in times past of importance. I saw a voting ballot lying there. As I looked, I saw two names on that ballot: Barack Obama and Mitt Romney. It was check-marked beside Obama’s name. I looked at the bottom of the ballot and these words were written: “For this is the will of the Lord.” Then I woke up.