phareztamar
03-19-2014, 07:45 AM
The Fifth Angel
And the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star fall from heaven unto the earth: and to him was given the key of the bottomless pit.
Here, then, is that first of three woes, upon the inhabiters of the earth. John beholds a star streaking from heaven to the earth…the Spirit strongly encouraging us here, to interpret the heavens spiritually. After all; a real star crashing into the earth, would simply be end of story…book closed. Even a small star.
Moreover, this star is next granted personality, being given the key to the bottomless pit. A pit with no bottom, but with a locked gate at the top. This pit has been among us for thousands of years. Yet…in the pages of a sealed book, under the jurisdiction of heaven, it has remained locked up tight.
So, just who are these locked in this pit? Those dwelling in the blackness of this smoke for so long? It may be those angels who crossed the line…spoken of by Peter and Jude…are the pit dwellers. If so, then we would do well to look again, at that line they crossed. They left their first estate. They abandoned their own habitation. And they crossed a divine barrier between the spiritual, and the physical.
And it came to pass when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them, that the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose.
For doing so, these angels were cast down to hell and chained up. The locked gate of the fifth trumpet appears to be a portal…a breach in the spiritual world, that empties into our physical world…reminiscent of what those earlier angels did.
Where we exit the spiritual activities of this trumpet, and re-enter our own physical world; is when the pit dwellers…these ascending locust…begin their five month reign of terror. At the fifth trumpet, the minions of Abaddon are let loose on the planet. They run rampant…having escaped that pit…torturing mankind very horribly. So horribly, that men seek after death, but cannot die.
…tormented five months: and their torment was as the torment of a scorpion, when he striketh a man. And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them.
For the curious length of five months, these ascending locust are able to sting man with a painful sting like a scorpion. And if we dig deeper yet into his word…looking beyond these pesky eight-legged critters…we are drawn back to Ezekiel’s society and politic. A great prophet of God, who lived and labored with people whose very words were:
Briars and thorns
Even his dwelling place…every man’s small haven of rest…was among scorpions.
Our Lord gave us power over serpents and scorpions. But also, over all the power of the enemy…as if these non-physical serpents and scorpions were but a small part of the enemy’s arsenal. An arsenal entirely spiritual in nature; but rising from this pit, able to cross that barrier, and strike the natural man with the sting of a telson.
These spiritual locust prey upon man for five months. Forbidden to hurt the grass of the earth, or any green thing, or any tree; their target is man…those without the seal of God in their forehead. Of course, a real locust rests easily in the palm of one’s hand. It would seem inane, then, to list in the greatest of detail, the:
Shape of the locusts
No, this fifth trumpet isn’t about the bug in the palm of your hand. This is a spiritual pestilence of apocalyptic proportion. And the details of their shape and power, are a port-hole view of this unseen horde:
Like horses prepared for battle
Crowns like gold in their heads
Their faces were as the faces of men
They had hair as the hair of women
Their teeth were as the teeth of lions
Breastplates of iron
Wings
Tails like unto scorpions
To assign all of these traits to the bug in your hand, makes little sense. To find instead…in scripture…the meaning of these details, gives us some insight into their five month campaign. And to how it is that the spiritual world re-enters the physical, in their torture of men.
And the fifth angel sounded, and I saw a star fall from heaven unto the earth: and to him was given the key of the bottomless pit.
Here, then, is that first of three woes, upon the inhabiters of the earth. John beholds a star streaking from heaven to the earth…the Spirit strongly encouraging us here, to interpret the heavens spiritually. After all; a real star crashing into the earth, would simply be end of story…book closed. Even a small star.
Moreover, this star is next granted personality, being given the key to the bottomless pit. A pit with no bottom, but with a locked gate at the top. This pit has been among us for thousands of years. Yet…in the pages of a sealed book, under the jurisdiction of heaven, it has remained locked up tight.
So, just who are these locked in this pit? Those dwelling in the blackness of this smoke for so long? It may be those angels who crossed the line…spoken of by Peter and Jude…are the pit dwellers. If so, then we would do well to look again, at that line they crossed. They left their first estate. They abandoned their own habitation. And they crossed a divine barrier between the spiritual, and the physical.
And it came to pass when men began to multiply on the face of the earth, and daughters were born unto them, that the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair; and they took them wives of all which they chose.
For doing so, these angels were cast down to hell and chained up. The locked gate of the fifth trumpet appears to be a portal…a breach in the spiritual world, that empties into our physical world…reminiscent of what those earlier angels did.
Where we exit the spiritual activities of this trumpet, and re-enter our own physical world; is when the pit dwellers…these ascending locust…begin their five month reign of terror. At the fifth trumpet, the minions of Abaddon are let loose on the planet. They run rampant…having escaped that pit…torturing mankind very horribly. So horribly, that men seek after death, but cannot die.
…tormented five months: and their torment was as the torment of a scorpion, when he striketh a man. And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them.
For the curious length of five months, these ascending locust are able to sting man with a painful sting like a scorpion. And if we dig deeper yet into his word…looking beyond these pesky eight-legged critters…we are drawn back to Ezekiel’s society and politic. A great prophet of God, who lived and labored with people whose very words were:
Briars and thorns
Even his dwelling place…every man’s small haven of rest…was among scorpions.
Our Lord gave us power over serpents and scorpions. But also, over all the power of the enemy…as if these non-physical serpents and scorpions were but a small part of the enemy’s arsenal. An arsenal entirely spiritual in nature; but rising from this pit, able to cross that barrier, and strike the natural man with the sting of a telson.
These spiritual locust prey upon man for five months. Forbidden to hurt the grass of the earth, or any green thing, or any tree; their target is man…those without the seal of God in their forehead. Of course, a real locust rests easily in the palm of one’s hand. It would seem inane, then, to list in the greatest of detail, the:
Shape of the locusts
No, this fifth trumpet isn’t about the bug in the palm of your hand. This is a spiritual pestilence of apocalyptic proportion. And the details of their shape and power, are a port-hole view of this unseen horde:
Like horses prepared for battle
Crowns like gold in their heads
Their faces were as the faces of men
They had hair as the hair of women
Their teeth were as the teeth of lions
Breastplates of iron
Wings
Tails like unto scorpions
To assign all of these traits to the bug in your hand, makes little sense. To find instead…in scripture…the meaning of these details, gives us some insight into their five month campaign. And to how it is that the spiritual world re-enters the physical, in their torture of men.