(2) The Vision of George Washington
It is believed that GW had a vision during the Revolutionary War. This vision is completely plausible and believable. He was, after all, an authentic Christian man who was fighting a war that would result in the formation of the greatest and most powerful nation the world has ever known. So to say he is not likely to have had a vision is ridiculous. Washington even considered becoming a preacher after the war, as seen in a letter:
. . . on 20 August 1778, he wrote Brig. Gen. Thomas Nelson of Virginia: “The hand of Providence has been conspicuous in all this, that he must be worse than an infidel that lacks faith, and more than wicked that has not gratitude enough to acknowledge his obligations. But it will be time enough for me to turn preacher when my present appointment ceases; and therefore I shall add no more on the doctrine of Providence.” Although he never developed this theme beyond such statements, he often repeated it during the war and his presidency. (George Washington: A Biographical Companion, Frank E. Grizzard. 2002, ABC-CLIO, Santa Barbara, CA. Page 158)
His troops were ill-fed, ill-housed, ill-clothed, and many people were saying that it was time to stop fighting an unwinnable war. Perhaps God gave him the vision to give him the courage to continue fighting because the vision concerned the present war as well as the future of the United States of America.
George Washington’s vision was published in several publications, but I was only able to find it in The Guardian, Vol. 12, of 1861, pages 197-200, the Rockland County Journal newspaper, June 22, 1861, and in the National Tribune, Vol.4, No.12, December 1880.
Why was the vision first published in 1861 (as far as I could find)? Likely because it had proven itself to be accurate since the Civil War began in April of 1861, and the vision included the Civil War.
A fellow named Wesley Bradshaw (1837–1927) wrote down what he was told by an old soldier who had fought with GW. The vision was apparently seen at Valley Forge during the winter of 1777-78. I will present an analysis as the vision goes along, and after.
The last time I ever saw Anthony Sherman was on the 4th of July, 1859, in Independence Square. He was then ninety-nine and becoming very feeble; but though so old, his dimming eyes rekindled as he looked at Independence Hall, which he said he had come to gaze upon once more before he was gathered home. . . .
Some accounts of this vision have Anthony Sherman 99 years old, some 91, but I think 91 is not old enough to have been a soldier in the Revolutionary War; because in 1777 he would have been 9 years old if he was only 91 in 1859. Therefire, 99 is the likely age.
Reaching the visitor’s room in which the sacred relics of our early days are preserved, we sat down upon one of the old-fashioned wooden benches, and my venerable friend related to me the following singular narrative, which, from the peculiarity of our national affairs at the present time, I have been induced to give to the world. I give it, as nearly as possible, in his own words.
“When the bold action of our Congress, in asserting the independence of the colonies, became known in the old world, we were laughed and scoffed at as silly, presumptuous rebels, whom British grenadiers would very soon tame into submission; but undauntedly we prepared to make good what we had said. The keen encounter came, and the world knows the result. It is easy and pleasant for those of the present generation to talk and write of the days of Seventy-Six, but they little know, neither can they imagine, the trials and sufferings of those fearful days. And there is one thing that I much fear, and that is, that the American people do not properly appreciate the boon of freedom. Party spirit is yearly becoming stronger and stronger, and, without it is checked, will, at no distant day, undermine and tumble into ruins the noble structure of the Republic. But let me hasten to my narrative.
“From the opening of the Revolution, we experienced all phases of fortune—now good, and now ill, one time victorious, and another conquered. The darkest period we had, however, was, I think, when Washington, after several reverses, retreated to Valley Forge, where he resolved to pass the winter of ‘77. Ah! I have often seen the tears coursing down our dear old commander’s care-worn cheeks, as he would be conversing with a confidential officer about the condition of his poor soldiers. You have doubtless heard the story of Washington going to the thicket to pray, well, it is not only true, but he used often to pray in secret, for aid and comfort from that God, the interposition of whose divine providence alone brought us safely through those dark days of tribulation.
“One day—I remember it well—the chilly wind whistled and howled through the leafless trees, though the sky was cloudless, and the sun shining brightly, he remained in his quarters nearly the whole afternoon alone. When he came out, I noticed that his face was a shade paler than usual, and that there seemed to be something upon his mind of more than ordinary importance. Returning just after dusk, he dispatched an orderly to the quarters of the officer I mentioned, who was presently in attendance. After a preliminary conversation, which lasted some half an hour, Washington, gazing upon his companion with that strange look of dignity which he alone could command, said to the latter:
“I do not know whether it is owing to anxiety of my mind, or what, but this afternoon, as I was sitting at this table engaged in preparing a dispatch, something seemed to disturb me. Looking up, I beheld standing opposite me a singularly beautiful female. So astonished was I, for I had given strict orders not to be disturbed, that it was some moments before I found language to inquire the cause of her presence. A second, a third, and even a fourth time did I repeat my question, but received no answer from my mysterious visitor except a slight raising of her eyes.
I have read a claim that this vision cannot be genuine because there is not a record of a female angel appearing to anyone in the Bible! I find this type of logic laughable. There are not any swordfish in the Bible either. Just because only male angels appeared in the Bible, does not mean that only males exist. The vision continues:
“Presently I heard a voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn,’ while at the same time my visitor extended her arm eastwardly. I now beheld a heavy white vapor at some distance rising fold upon fold. This gradually dissipated, and I looked upon a strange scene. Before me lay spread out in one vast plain all the countries of the world—Europe, Asia, Africa, and America. I saw rolling and tossing, between Europe and America, the billows of the Atlantic, and between Asia and America lay the Pacific. ‘Son of the Republic,’ said the same mysterious voice as before, ‘look and learn.’ At that moment I beheld a dark, shadowy being, like an angel, standing, or rather floating, in the hollow air, between Europe and America. Dipping water out of the ocean in the hollow of each hand, he sprinkled some upon America with his right hand while with his left hand he cast some on Europe. Immediately a cloud raised from these countries and joined in mid-ocean. For a while it remained stationary, and then moved slowly westward, until it enveloped America in its murky folds. Sharp flashes of lightning gleamed through it at intervals, and I heard the smothered groans and cries of the American people. A second time the angel dipped water from the ocean, and sprinkled it out as before. The dark cloud was then drawn back to the ocean, in whose heaving billows it sank from view.
“By this time I felt strange sensations spreading through me. I would have risen but the riveted gaze of the being before me rendered volition impossible. I assayed once more to address her, but my tongue had become useless, as though it had become paralyzed.
“A new influence, mysterious, potent, irresistible, took possession of me. All I could do was to gaze steadily, vacantly at my unknown visitor. Gradually the surrounding atmosphere seemed as if it had become filled with sensations, and luminous. Everything about me seemed to rarefy, the mysterious visitor herself becoming more airy and yet more distinct to my sight than before. I now began to feel as one dying, or rather to experience the sensations which I have sometimes imagined accompany dissolution. I did not think, I did not reason, I did not move; all were alike impossible. I was only conscious of gazing fixedly, vacantly at my companion.
It is not unheard of to be frozen and unable to move when having this kind of encounter; therefore, it is actually evidence of its genuineness:
“Presently I heard a voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn,’ while at the same time my visitor extended her arm eastwardly, I now beheld a heavy white vapor at some distance rising fold upon fold. This gradually dissipated, and I looked upon a stranger scene. Before me lay spread out in one vast plain all the countries of the world — Europe, Asia, Africa and America. I saw rolling and tossing between Europe and America the billows of the Atlantic, and between Asia and America lay the Pacific.
“‘Son of the Republic,’ said the same mysterious voice as before, ‘look and learn.’ At that moment I beheld a dark, shadowy being, like an angel, standing or rather floating in mid-air, between Europe and America. Dipping water out of the ocean in the hollow of each hand, he sprinkled some upon America with his right hand, while with his left hand he cast some on Europe. Immediately a cloud raised from these countries, and joined in mid-ocean. For a while it remained stationary, and then moved slowly westward, until it enveloped America in its murky folds. Sharp flashes of lightning gleamed through it at intervals, and I heard the smothered groans and cries of the American people. A second time the angel dipped water from the ocean, and sprinkled it out as before. The dark cloud was then drawn back to the ocean, in whose heaving billows it sank from view.
This describes armies coming from Europe joining with loyalists in America to fight against those who desired freedom.
“A third time I heard the mysterious voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn,’ I cast my eyes upon America and beheld villages and towns and cities springing up one after another until the whole land from the Atlantic to the Pacific was dotted with them.
“Again, I heard the mysterious voice say, ‘Son of the Republic, the end of the century cometh, look and learn.’ At this the dark shadowy angel turned his face southward, and from Africa I saw an ill omened specter approach our land. It flitted slowly over every town and city of the latter. The inhabitants presently set themselves in battle array against each other. As I continued looking I saw a bright angel, on whose brow rested a crown of light, on which was traced the word “Union,” bearing the American flag which he placed between the divided nation, and said, “Remember ye are brethren.” Instantly, the inhabitants, casting from them their weapons became friends once more, and united around the National Standard. And again I heard the mysterious voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, the second peril is passed – look and learn.’
Notice that this conflict takes place after the end of the 18th century and that it was related somehow to Africa and union. This then this is the Civil War, which came about because of the slaves from Africa. The vision continues:
“And I beheld the villages, towns, and cities of America increase in size and numbers, till at last they covered all the land from the Atlantic to the Pacific, and their inhabitants became as countless as the stars in Heaven, or as the sand on the sea shore. And again I heard the mysterious voice, saying, ‘Son of the Republic, the end of a century – look and learn.’
“At this the dark, shadowy angel placed a trumpet to his mouth, and blew three distinct blasts; and taking water from the ocean, he sprinkled it upon Europe, Asia and Africa.
“Then my eyes beheld a fearful scene: From each of these countries [actually continents] arose thick, black clouds that were soon joined into one. Throughout this mass there gleamed a dark red light by which I saw hordes of armed men, who, moving with the cloud, marched by land and sailed by sea to America. Our country was enveloped in this volume of cloud. And I dimly saw these vast armies devastate the whole county, and burn the villages, cities, and towns that I beheld springing up. As my ears listened to the thundering of the cannon, clashing of sword, and the shouts and cries of millions in mortal combat, I heard again the mysterious voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn.’
This agrees with other modern visions and prophecies that say the Russians, the Revived Ottoman (Turkish) Empire, and China, will nuke and invade America. The color of Communist China is red, the Russian flag is 1/3rd red, the color of the Turkish flag is red, and red is the color of martyrdom in Islam. They will do this after America has been weakened by another Civil War and natural disasters, such as the tsunami of the 2nd Trumpet of Revelation.
“When the voice had ceased, the dark shadowy angel placed his trumpet once more to his mouth, and blew a long and fearful blast. Instantly a light as from a thousand suns shone down from above me, and pierced and broke into fragments the dark cloud which enveloped America. At the same moment the angel upon whose forehead still shone the word Union, and who bore our national flag in one hand and a sword in the other, descended from the heavens attended by legions of white spirits. These immediately joined the inhabitants of America, who I perceived were well-nigh overcome, but who immediately taking courage again, closed up their broken ranks and renewed the battle.
Again, this agrees with other visions and prophecies that say after America is nuked and invaded, we will be nearly defeated by the invaders. About 2-3 years after the invasion, at the end of the Great Tribulation, there will come several large asteroid impacts that will burn up most of the world. (Some of the visions and prophecies are given later, with many more in BK4.) The white spirits could be the returning saints, led by Christ, who come to destroy the beast and false prophet and cast them into the lake of fire. Or, the spirits could simply be symbolic of the Wrath of God through the asteroids that will help the armies.
“Again, amid the fearful noise of the conflict, I heard the mysterious voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn.’ As the voice ceased, the shadowy angel for the last time dipped water from the ocean and sprinkled it upon America. Instantly the dark cloud rolled back, together with the armies it had brought, leaving the inhabitants of the land victorious.
“Then once more I beheld the villages, towns and cities springing up where I had seen them before, while the bright angel, planting the azure standard he had brought in the midst of them, cried with a loud voice: ‘While the stars remain, and the heavens send down dew upon the earth, so long shall the Union last.’ And taking from his brow the crown on which blazoned the word “Union,” he placed it upon the Standard while the people, kneeling down, said, “Amen.”
There is an important reason why the word “Union” was placed on the Standard once again; because other prophecies say that another civil war that will give our enemies the opportunity to nuke and invade us. This invasion that is coming is because of our lack of union, a splitting that is even now happening in America. Not only are there mobs of Communists calling for the destruction of America, but treasonous senators as well; I will not dignify them by putting their names here.
“The scene instantly began to fade and dissolve, and I at last saw nothing but the rising, curling vapor I at first beheld. This also disappearing, I found myself once more gazing upon the mysterious visitor, who, in the same voice I had heard before, said,
‘Son of the Republic, what you have seen is thus interpreted: Three great perils will come upon the Republic. The most fearful is the third, but in this greatest conflict the whole world united shall not prevail against her. Let every child of the Republic learn to live for his God, his land and the Union.’
“With these words the vision vanished, and I started from my seat and felt that I had seen a vision wherein had been shown to me the birth, progress, and destiny of the United States. In Union she will have her strength, in Disunion her destruction.”
“Such, my friends,” concluded the venerable narrator, “were the words I heard from Washington’s own lips, and America will do well to profit by them. Let her remember that in Union she has her strength, in Disunion her destruction.” (The Guardian. Also found at http:// vwww. ushistory. org/ valley forge /Washington /vision.html)
This vision tells us that Americans will have to fight and will almost be defeated, but God will come to our aid in the same way that he has helped America from its founding. It also says that there will forever be a USA, but it is doubtful that it will be 50 states. Only time will tell. Some modern prophets are predicting that America will be totally destroyed with nothing left, but I feel that refers to Babylon the Great, which is only wicked America.
Addendum: These are not demons what we fight, there is going to be a REAL ARMY that comes here to invade USA, as prophesied by many people for decades. Those who say it is just demons and we only need to pray, are FALSE PROPHETS. They are saying President Trump is mentioned in this vision, HE IS NOT.