I was in a hurry. For what? Well, for what? For the one you live in. Ahh!!! For Russia, that is. Understood. Now.
Began to prepare. Washed up. Shaved. Combed his hair.
I got on my knees. Russia emerged. The word is. And then the territory. Seas and mountains, rivers and lakes. Even the oceans here and there. Super.
Roads. Swamps. Landfills. Cemeteries.
Prisons. Hospitals. Schools. Police. Army. Rockets. bombs. Newbie. Deputies. Courts. Mothers. Crying children. Destroyed churches. Blind. Deaf. Paralyzed. Homeless.
Beggars. Abandoned old people. Children dying. Governors with billions. Palace of Putin Motorcade of a hundred cars. Bankers.
Pipes with oil. Pipes with gas. Pipes with money. Military echelons sneaking into Ukraine. Deputies, slaves of the system. Prosecutors, defenders of thieves. Uniforms. Uniforms. Uniforms.
Herds of uniforms dragging believers in Jehovah to prisons. Herds of uniforms destroying houses of prayer.
Columns of tanks. Echelons of the military. Bomb explosions.
Millions of people fleeing rocket attacks. The corpses of those killed along the roads. Ruins of cities.
Praying old ladies. Men in beards with crosses, their patrons.
Trade rows with alcohol.
And a few itinerant gospel preachers.
My heart stopped beating. Eyes drowned in tears.
The spirit swayed before God, confessing faith with inexpressible sighs and asking for grace!
Matt. 6:9-10: “Our Father who art in heaven! hallowed be thy name; let your kingdom come; May Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.”
Yuri Sipko, ex-chairman of the RS ECB.
Source: https://ieshua.org/yurij-sipko-namedni-gospod-shepnul-pomolis-za-stranu.htm