As we survey the world stage right now, we observe personalities that are taking on characteristics of the Antichrist and the False Prophet spoken of in the Bible. There are more clues to the Antichrist than there are to the False Prophet. That does not deter me, your faithful researcher and contributor, from relaying as much as I can to you from the scriptures on the person known as the False Prophet of the last days. So, here we go….
His characteristics are:
Outside my front window is a rose bush, a Peace Rose. Back in the summer last year it produced one, then several beautiful roses. Then I cut the faded ones back, and new branches came out and budded. The buds felt cool, and I wondered if they would fully blossom before frost came. But they did and gradually unfolded into large, full-bodied roses of beautiful colors.
That is the way the signs of the times are unfolding into a beautiful fulfillment of our “Looking for that Blessed Hope and the glorious appearing of our great God and Savior Jesus Christ” (Titus 2:13) that believers have been so long anticipating.
Drowning In A Sea Of Signs
Mankind has a natural tendency to become desensitized to things that don’t involve the current environment. Even issues that deal with matters of life and death fade from people’s memories without something to renew their importance.
When Jesus was asked what would signal His return and the end of the age, He said to look for a number of signs. One of those signs was the appearance of earthquakes (Matthew 24:7). But what does that mean? After all, earthquakes have been a part of human life since Adam and Eve. They aren’t rare.
I bet everyone reading this has asked God that very same question at least once or twice. How much longer will this current world-gone-mad continue? It feels like we are at the end, but then days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months, and months into years. But why then does last week, feel like last year? Why does last year, feel like last century? Everything seems to be speeding up, but at the same time, it never seems to culminate into anything tangible? What if 2018 comes and goes and we are still here? All the while, the world continues in its never-ending crush to grind down everything good and decent. It feels like the insane were given the keys to the bus and are hell-bent on driving us off a cliff.