There is a crack in the earth separating it from itself. Moving down the middle of the crack is the power of God walking in his authority by his creative forces.
He is aligning the world with himself and all those who fail to repent of their sins will suddenly find themselves falling through the crack within the earth through its core straight into hell's permanent grasp.
What is that noise I hear but the sound of trumpets blaring their warning to the inhabitants of the whole world. Sudden disaster; changes are about to occur causing the world's populace to tremble and their minds to shatter.
Nothing will be as it was.
Everything that is will change. Even the animals covering the face of the earth will change according to the disaster that will befall the entire world.
Nations will crumble overnight. Cities will rise from the dust. Children will prophecy the Word of the Lord.
Babies will refuse to be born in the traumatic atmosphere that is unfolding outside of the womb, preferring to stay put in warmth and safety.
The hands of evil will be cut off. The minds of wickedness will gather together to ponder their survival, but even at their meeting places the wrath of God will strangle them out of this life into the next life; one surrounded by the recompense of their unmitigated sins and rebellion against the God who created them.
Canals will be forever closed. Others will open up in their places. Everyone will be scrambling trying to survive, looking for safety nets where none will be found, looking for a way out of the disaster and finding disaster only multiplied against them.
All hands that seek to save those appointed for destruction by God will be suddenly cut off, as the wrath of God will do it without warning.
Hear the distant sound of recompense marching towards the center of the cities all over the world, marching in sync with the Word of God.