The Mountain

It was June, 1989. I was staying with a pastor in Oregon. I awoke about 1 a.m. and could not find Danny (the hired interpreter). I woke up the pastor. Neither of us could find him. I told the pastor to go to his room and pray, and I would also pray. We asked God to show us where Danny was. God revealed to me he was at a bar. I cried to God. I said, "God, I cannot work with a wicked man." I went down and told the pastor that God revealed to me Danny was at a bar.

As we were talking, God gave me a vision. I saw tires and houses and the ground all explode into fire. I heard a voice saying, "Dumitru, quick. Get on the mountain, or you will burn."

I looked and saw a very tall mountain. The bottom half had trees, and the top half was bare. I started climbing the mountain. I called out for my family. Michael was having a hard time climbing the mountain, and I went and helped him up the mountain. The climb was very difficult. I noticed that from out of the fire came all kinds of people trying to climb the mountain. The children ran up the mountain quickly and easily. Some of the people could climb using the trees. When there were no more trees, they fell back into the fire. The climb was difficult. At times we had to crawl and pull each other up. We finally reached the top of the mountain.

An angel came to me and said, "Come with me. I will show you what it will be like when America burns."
He took me down to the backyard of the pastor's house. All around me the trees and houses were exploding! Fire erupted from the ground. The natural gas pipes exploded.
He said, "This is what it will be like when America burns."
Then he continued, "Do you know what the mountain is?"
"No."
"The mountain is Jesus!" he said. Then he said, "Do you know who the people were who only made it halfway up the mountain, then fell back into the fire?"
"No."
"They are the people who backslid away from Jesus."
Then the vision ended. I was back in front of the pastor once again.