Henry's Vision Of Kim Jong-Un Of North Korea
As I was on my way to the Pacific Northwest, the clouds looked so wintery, and not far up out of Sheridan, Wyoming on I-90, snow began to fall and then six inches was on the highway. I could see the tracks of an 18-wheeler clearly on the highway before me. My thoughts quickly turned to concern over the possible danger of losing traction and sliding off of the road. So, my prayers intensified for safety. The falling snow turned to a complete whiteout, so heavy I could only see the 18-wheeler's truck tires in the snow just in front of my van. Now, I was praying really hard as I slowed down to about 30 miles per hour, hoping someone wouldn't rear end me, or I wouldn't run into someone else.
It was at that time that I had a vision so real that I wondered if I was literally transported to Kim Jong Un's bed. Standing at the foot of his bed, I watched as he shook his head and body in a back-and-forth motion. He woke up with eyes open as if in utter terror, his forehead breaking out in beads of sweat.
The Lord spoke to me saying, "I am going to show you the dream he just had, and has been having again and again."
With that, the whole scene changed to focusing on the right rear female behind him. She was keeping her eyes on the male body guard to the right of Kim Jong-Un, and the female to her left. Then, when both were looking away from her, she unstrapped the leather strap that was protecting her pistol from falling out, and kept her hand on the gun. She watched the guards on her right and left, and when they both looked away from her, in one motion she quickly brought the gun up 3-4 inches behind Kim Jong-Un's head, just to the left of his right ear. She fired one shot and Kim Jong-Un dropped dead.
My vision ended and I was still following the 18-wheeler's tracks until I came up behind him, first seeing his red brake lights right in front of my hood. Thankfully, I had been going about the same speed as him. He turned on his right turn signal and I stayed close enough to follow him as he turned. He came to a full stop and I decided to cautiously pass by so no one would hit me from the rear, crushing my van under his truck. As I carefully passed him, I cam along second truck and pulled in front of it. Feeling safe, I parked where no one would rear end me.
At that instant, such a powerful love for Kim Jong-Un's soul and life hit me, and I wept deeply for his salvation. I don't know how long I wept for his soul, but the sound of the 18-wheelers going around me caused me to open my eyes; I looked at the time on my dash, and it said it was 2:21 pm.
For several days, I made it a point to be alone between 2 pm - 2:30 pm to pray, expecting to be transported to North Korea at Kim Jong-Un's bedside. For many days, I wept for his soul.
Two weeks later I was to fly to Korea to speak and to prayer walk. I told my scheduler that I wanted to go to the DMZ (Demilitarized Zone) and pray. As I stood on a lookout into North Korea, I again began weeping for Kim Jong-Un. I said, "Jesus, if you want me to, I will go down these steps and cross over into North Korea and request to talk to their leader."
My interpreter interrupted my prayer saying, "Henry, don't say that! Two days ago, an 84-year-old woman walked right across down there, requesting to see her sister before she died. They ordered her to stop and go back south, but she kept going, pleading to see her sister. They shot her down. They will do the same to you!"
I said that if God would give me enough peace, I would go across believing for safety, but the Peace didn't come. So, two days later, I was going to go to the Chinese embassy in Seoul, requesting that they arrange a visa to talk to Kim Jong-Un, but that morning the Holy Spirit told me, "No, I did not tell you to do that. The reason I gave you that vision was to go to the South Korean pastors and tell them to pray for his soul. I, the Lord, have no pleasure in the death of the wicked. (Ezekiel 18:32). If they rejoice over his death, they have no reward because of their hatred of him. Tell them to repent and cry for his salvation instead. Many Korean pastors thanked me after I told them this, and changed.
Please read Psalms 35:9-14, espeially verse 14: "I have behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother; I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother."
Matthew 9:38 "Pray for the harvesters."