Authors: Jonathan Cahn
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TRULY STUNNING! Rabbi Jonathan Cahn’s revelation about the Isaiah 9:10 judgments and their relevance to America’s recent past and future are shocking and breathtaking. Every American needs to read
. It’s a national wake-up call that is badly needed.
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IS MIND-BLOWING! Jonathan Cahn has come up with an understanding of a pattern in Scripture for God’s judgment on ancient Israel being played out in the United States of America now.
is the most important book to uncover the mystery behind 9/11, the war in Iraq, the crash of Wall Street, America’s future, and much more. This end-time revelation puts Jonathan Cahn in a new category!
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IS THE MOST PRECISE SCRIPTURAL REVELATION of God’s passion for America. Its message is critical. We must heed the warning and turn back to the One who once greatly blessed this nation.
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EVERY POLITICIAN, EVERY LEADER, AND EVERY PERSON IN THE UNITED STATES should not only read this book but also understand the divine implications it contains. Jonathan Cahn’s book,
, is far more than a prophetic warning to the United States; it is an unveiling of the ways of God. Cahn carefully unfolds how God renders His judgment of a nation in perfect balance with His mercy. Those who read it will be captivated by the narrative, convicted by how blind we are to God’s ways, and in awe of how thorough God is in His warnings.
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by Jonathan Cahn
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Unless otherwise noted, all Scripture quotations are from the New King James Version of the Bible. Copyright © 1979, 1980, 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc., publishers. Used by permission.
Copyright © 2011 by Jonathan Cahn
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The harbinger / Jonathan Cahn.
ISBN 978-1-61638-610-8 (trade paper) -- ISBN 978-1-61638-611-5 (e-book)
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This publication has been translated in Spanish under the title
, copyright © 2012 by Jonathan Cahn, published by Casa Creación, a Charisma Media company. All rights reserved.
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Printed in the United States of America
What you are about to read is presented in the form of a
story, but what is contained within the story is real.
N ANCIENT MYSTERY
that holds the secret of America’s future.”
“What would I think?”
“Yes, what would you think?”
“I’d think it was a plot for a movie. Is that it? Is that what you’re presenting…a movie manuscript?”
“A plot for a novel?”
He was silent.
“Then what?” she repeated.
He paused to carefully consider what he was about to say and how to say it. Her reputation among those in media was that of a woman who neither wasted her time nor indulged those who did. She was not known to suffer fools gladly. The discussion could meet an abrupt end at any given moment and there would be no second chance with her. The fact that there had even been a meeting in the first place, that she had even agreed to it, and that he was now sitting in her office, high above the streets of Manhattan, was nothing short of a miracle—and he knew it. He had only one concern—the message. It didn’t even occur to him to remove his black leather overcoat, nor had anyone offered to remove it for him. Leaning forward in his chair, he gave her his answer, slowly, cautiously, carefully deliberating every word.
“An ancient mystery…that holds the secret of America’s future…and on which its future hangs. And it’s
She was quiet. At first, he took the silence as a positive sign, an indication that he was getting through. But then she spoke and quickly dispelled the notion.
“An Indiana Jones movie,” she said. “An ancient mystery hidden for thousands of years under the sands of the Middle East…but now revealed…and upon it hangs the fate of the entire world!”
Her flippancy provoked him to become all the more resolute. “But it’s not fiction,” he repeated. “It’s real.”
“What would I say?” she asked.
“Yes, what would you say?”
“I’d say you were crazy.”
“Perhaps I am,” he said with a slight smile. “Nevertheless…it’s real.”
“If you’re not crazy, then you’re joking…or you’re doing this all for dramatic effect…part of a presentation. But you can’t be serious.”
She paused for a moment, staring into the eyes of her guest, attempting to ascertain whether he was sincere or not.
“So you are,” she said.
“So I am,” he replied, “and you have no idea how much so.”
It was then that her expression changed. Up to that point it had suggested a trace of amused interest. It now turned to that of total disengagement.
“No, I guess I don’t. Listen, I believe you’re a sincere man, but…I’m really…I’m really very busy, and I don’t have time for…”
. The accent’s on the last syllable. But
“Ana, you have nothing to lose by listening. Just go on the slight possibility…”
“That you’re not crazy?”
“That too,” he said. “But the slight possibility that what I’m saying could actually be true, even the slight possibility that there could be something in what I’m telling you, even for that slightest of possibilities…for just that…it would be important enough to warrant your time. You need to hear me out.”
She sat back in her chair and stared at him, making no attempt to hide her skepticism.
“You still think I’m crazy.”
“Fully,” she said.
“For argument’s sake, let’s say you’re right. I
crazy. Indulge me, as a public service.”
“I’ll indulge you, Mr. Kaplan, but there’s a limit.”
“Nouriel. You can call me Nouriel.”
At that, she got up from her chair and motioned for him to do likewise. She led him away from her desk to a small round conference table where the two sat down. The table was situated in front of a huge glass window through which one could see a vast panorama of skyscrapers with similar windows, each reflecting the light of the afternoon sun.
“All right, Nouriel. Tell me about your mystery.”
mystery. It’s much bigger than me. You have no idea how big, or what it involves.”
“And what does it involve?”
“Everything. It involves everything, and it explains everything…everything that’s happened, that’s happening, and everything that’s going to happen.”
“What do you mean?”
“Behind September 11…”
“How could an ancient mystery possibly have anything to do with September 11?”
“An ancient mystery behind everything from 9/11 to the economy…to the housing boom…to the war in Iraq…to the collapse of Wall Street. Everything in precise detail.”
“How? How could an ancient mystery possibly…”
“Affect your life? Your bank account? Your future? But it does. And it holds the key to America’s future…to the rise and fall of nations…to world history. And it’s not only a mystery, it’s a message, an alarm.”