CCP General Weeps LIVE After Meeting JESUS _ The SHOCKING 2026 Disaster China Can’t Escape_

This testimony was recorded in secret and smuggled out of mainland China in early 2025.

What you’re about to hear from a decorated People’s Liberation Army general, his encounter with Jesus Christ, and his warning about a coming disaster in 2026 has made him the most wanted defector in the Communist Party’s crosshairs.

This video may be removed at any moment.

The Chinese government monitors every corner of the internet, and they will stop at nothing to silence what I’m about to share.

My face is obscured.

My voice is altered.

My location cannot be revealed.

But what I witnessed, what I experienced, and what I was shown about your future and China’s future, I cannot keep silent any longer.

If you’re watching this from inside China, you’re taking a tremendous risk right now.

The social credit system is tracking you.

A facial recognition cameras are everywhere.

The party knows what you watch, what you search, who you talk to.

But something drove you to click on this video.

Anyway, perhaps curiosity, perhaps desperation, perhaps the Holy Spirit himself drew you here.

If you’re watching from the West, you have no idea what’s really happening in the nation of 1.

4 billion souls.

You have no idea that the largest revival in human history is occurring right now in secret.

In basement, in rural villages, in apartments with curtains drawn, in forests under the cover of night.

You have no idea that high-ranking government officials, military commanders, university professors, and communist party members are encountering Jesus Christ in supernatural ways that defy every materialist explanation they were raised to believe.

And and you have no idea that a specific timeline, the year 2026, has been shown to multiple believers as a year of reckoning for China.

A year when four simultaneous crises will collide.

A year when everything the Communist Party has built on lies will begin to crumble.

A year when the underground church will be forced into the light because the sheer number of believers will make hiding impossible.

I know this because Jesus showed it to me personally.

Let me give you context for what you’re about to hear.

Ancient biblical prophecies speak of the kings of the east in the last days.

Revelation 16:12.

For centuries, scholars have debated what this means.

Today, China stands as the undisputed king of the east economically, militarily, demographically.

And something is stirring in that nation that has prophetic significance.

And conservative estimates suggest there are over 100 million underground Christians in China right now.

Think about that number.

100 million.

That’s more than the entire evangelical Christian population of the United States.

It’s the population of Germany, France, or the Philippines.

And these believers worship in secret at great personal risk because the Communist Party has declared war on Christianity.

Under Xiinping’s leadership since 2012, religious persecution has intensified to levels not seen since the cultural revolution of the 1960s and ‘7s.

In 2024 alone, just last year, over 5,000 churches were demolished or forcibly closed, Christian arrests increased by 300% compared to 3 years prior.

And the government spent billions of UN developing artificial intelligence and facial recognition technology specifically designed to identify and track religious believers.

Cameras are installed inside official patriotic churches, the ones controlled by the government, monitoring who attends, recording sermons, ensuring pastors preach Communist Party doctrine instead of the gospel.

Preachers are required to display portraits of Xiinping at the front of their churches, sometimes even above the cross.

Bibles are edited by the state to remove content that contradicts Marxist ideology.

Children under 18 are banned from attending any religious services.

The social credit system penalizes families known to be Christian.

Your children cannot attend good schools.

You cannot get certain jobs.

You cannot travel freely.

Yet you are marked as a secondass citizen in your own country simply because you believe Jesus Christ is Lord.

And yet despite all of this, despite the surveillance state, despite the arrests, despite the torture, despite the demolished churches, the church in China is growing faster than the Communist Party can suppress it.

Why? Because Jesus Christ is revealing himself supernaturally to Chinese citizens in dreams, in visions, in encounters that cannot be explained by atheist materialism.

He’s appearing to factory workers, to college students, to businessmen, to government bureaucrats, and yes, he’s appearing to military commanders like me.

The party is terrified because every supernatural encounter with Jesus creates a believer who cannot be intimidated back into atheism.

You can threaten someone who believes an ideology, but you cannot threaten someone who has met the living God face to face.

My name cannot be revealed.

If I told you my real name, within 24 hours, the Ministry of State Security would identify me, and every member of the underground church network that helped me escape would be arrested.

My wife, from whom I am now divorced, would be interrogated.

My children, who have been taught that their father is a traitor and possibly dead, would be used as leverage to draw me out.

My rank must remain somewhat vague.

I can tell you I was a senior colonel in the People’s Liberation Army, Dao in Mandarin, which is one rank below general.

I can tell you I commanded over 3,000 troops at my peak.

I can tell you I had security clearance for intelligence operations.

I can tell you I participated in operations against underground Christians, yet operations I now deeply regret and have repented of before God.

But I cannot tell you my division, my specific base, or the province where I was stationed for most of my career.

Not yet.

Not while brothers and sisters in Christ are still in danger because of what I know.

The secret police are searching for me even now.

Chinese intelligence operates in every country.

They have agents embedded in diaspora communities.

They pressure foreign governments to extradite dissident.

I am living as a refugee in a country I cannot name.

Under protection I pray holds.

Waiting for the moment when my testimony can do the most good.

That moment is now.

Because what I was shown about 2026 is too urgent to keep silent.

Let me overwhelm you with numbers so you understand the scale of what’s happening.

In 1980 and there were approximately 1 million Christians in China today.

Conservative estimates put the number between 100 and 130 million.

That’s a 10,000% increase in 45 years.

The most explosive church growth in human history.

In 2020, there were an estimated 54 officially registered patriotic churches in Beijing.

By 2024, that number had been reduced to 31 because many were demolished for safety violations or illegal construction.

But in that same time frame, the number of underground house churches in Beijing increased from an estimated 800 to over 2,000.

For every church the government destroys above ground, three more appear underground.

In 2023, the Communist Party’s internal documents, later leaked, revealed that party membership was declining among young people while underground church attendance was surging.

and young professionals between ages 22 and 35, the demographic the party most needs to sustain its future, are abandoning atheism and embracing Christianity at alarming rates.

One leaked document stated, “The ideological battle for the youth is being lost to foreign religious infiltration, but it’s not foreign infiltration.

It’s Jesus In 2024, the government arrested over 12,000 Christians.

That’s 32 arrests per day.

Every single day, 32 of your brothers and sisters in China were taken from their homes, from their workplaces, from house church meetings.

Many were released after re-education.

Some were imprisoned longterm.

A few simply disappeared.

Pastor Wang Yi of Early Reign Covenant Church in Changdu has been imprisoned since 2018 on charges of inciting subversion of state power.

His crime preaching the gospel.

His sentence more 9 years he’s still there today.

Pray for Pastor Wang Yi.

The wiger Muslims in Shinjang province are in concentration camps.

Over 1 million of them.

The world talks about this.

But did you know there are also underground weaguer Christians? Muslims who converted to Christianity and now face double persecution from the Chinese government and from their own Muslim communities.

These believers are some of the bravest people on earth.

Across China, surveillance cameras equipped with facial recognition technology number over 600 million.

That’s nearly one camera for every two citizens.

The AI has been trained to identify suspicious religious behavior.

Carrying a bag that might contain a Bible, gathering in groups at unusual hours, visiting locations known to be house church meeting sites.

And yet, the church grows.

Why? You’re because technology cannot stop the Holy Spirit.

Surveillance cannot prevent dreams.

Facial recognition cannot erase visions.

Arrests cannot silence the gospel once it takes root in a human heart.

Let me tell you who I was before Jesus found me.

I was born in 1974 in Sichuan province in the southwestern part of China.

It was the final year of Mao Dong’s life, the end of the cultural revolution.

A decade of chaos when millions died.

When churches were burned, when Christians were paraded through streets wearing dunce caps and beaten by mobs.

My father was a red guard during the cultural revolution.

He was 19 years old in 1966 when Mao called on young people to rise up and destroy the four olds.

Old customs, old culture, old habits, old ideas.

My father obeyed with revolutionary fervor.

He and his friends went from village to village, a smashing Buddhist statues, burning ancestral tablets, and tearing down crosses from the few Christian churches that existed in rural Sichuan.

My grandfather was one of the Christians whose church was destroyed.

My father was part of the mob that did it.

My grandfather was a simple farmer who had been converted by missionaries in the 1940s before the communist takeover in 1949.

He owned a Bible, one of the few Bibles in the entire region.

When the Red Guards came, they demanded he hand it over.

He refused.

They beat him in the village square.

My father watched.

My grandfather was forced to kneel on broken glass while teenagers spat on him and shouted, “There is no God, only Chairman Mao.

” They took his Bible and burned it in front of him.

Then they burned the church building.

My grandfather survived.

Corbetti never spoke about Jesus again in public.

He died when I was 7 years old.

I barely remember him, but my father told me this story many times growing up, always with a tone of pride.

Pride that he had been part of the great revolutionary movement.

Pride that he had helped eradicate superstition and foreign religion from China.

I was raised in a home where atheism was not just a belief but a militant worldview.

There is no God.

There is only the material world.

Religion is the opium of the people, a tool used by foreign imperialists and the bourgeoa class to keep peasants submissive.

Science has disproven religion.

Evolution explains everything.

When you die, you cease to exist.

The only immortality is the immortality of the collective, the Chinese nation, and the communist party.

This was taught to me at home.

It was taught to me at school.

It was reinforced everywhere in society.

When I was 18 years old in 1992, I joined the People’s Liberation Army.

It was 6 years after the Tanaman Square massacre, a time when the party was paranoid about dissent and ideological purity.

Military training included not just physical conditioning and tactical skills but also intensive political indoctrination.

We studied Marxism, Leninism, Mao Zedong thought and Dong Xiaoing theory.

We were taught that the party was infallible, that the West was decadent and collapsing, and that China’s rise was inevitable.

I believed it all.

I was a true believer in communism.

I excelled in the military.

I was intelligent, disciplined, and ambitious.

By age 25, I was a lieutenant.

By age 30, a captain.

By age 35, a major.

By age 40, sure a left tenant colonel commanding a battalion.

By age 45, I was a senior colonel with strategic responsibilities and over 3,000 troops under my command.

I married a woman named Lean, not her real name, who was also a party member.

She worked in the civil administration.

We had two children, a son Jian, and a daughter Huying.

Both names are changed to protect them.

My son excelled in the Young Pioneers, the communist youth organization.

My daughter was the top student in her class, a model of socialist values.

We were the perfect communist family, loyal, productive, atheist, ambitious.

I had everything a man could want by Chinese standards.

Respect, rank, a good pension awaiting me, a secure future.

I had risen from a peasant background to the upper echelons of Chinese military power when and I had absolutely no idea that my entire world view was about to be shattered by a Jewish carpenter from 2,000 years ago.

If this testimony resonates with something deep inside you.

If you sense that something profound is happening in China that the world is not being told.

Perhaps this message found you for a reason.

But here’s what troubles me.

How many others, especially inside China, will never hear testimonies like this because the Communist Party works day and night to suppress them? How many seekers, how many doubters, how many suffering believers will remain isolated and alone because videos like this are banned, blocked, and erased.

If you believe truth must be shared, especially when powerful forces try to hide it, I’m asking you to help this reach those who desperately need it.

The underground church in China is counting on the outside world to amplify their voices.

They can’t speak freely, but you can.

You can share this.

You can let others know this exists.

I’m not asking you to do this for me.

I’m asking you to do it for the 100 million believers in China who have no voice.

For the pastors in prison, for the families torn apart, for the children being taught their Christian parents are mentally ill.

For the seekers who are searching in the dark for truth and finding nothing but government propaganda.

One click, one share, one comment.

That’s all it takes to tell the world what Beijing wants hidden.

Will you do it? Then act two, journey and awakening 15 to 60%.

Section one, foundation in communist atheism 15 to 25%.

Let me take you back to my childhood so you understand how deeply atheism was embedded in my mind.

I grew up in a rural area of Sichuan province in the 1970s and early 80s.

It was the era of Dangg Xiaoing’s economic reforms, reform and opening up when China was beginning to emerge from the chaos of the cultural revolution.

But ideologically, the country was still rigidly Marxist.

In elementary school, our textbooks had a chapter on the scientific worldview.

I can still recite parts of it from memory.

The universe is material, not spiritual.

Matter is primary, consciousness is secondary.

There is no God, no soul, no afterlife.

In these are superstitions invented by primitive people who did not understand natural phenomena.

We were taught that religion had been used by feudal landlords and foreign invaders to keep Chinese people ignorant and submissive.

Christianity in particular was portrayed as a tool of Western imperialism.

The missionaries who came to China in the 19th and early 20th centuries weren’t motivated by love.

They were scouts for colonial powers.

We were told churches were described as foreign infiltration points.

Evolution was taught as absolute fact, not theory.

Humans descended from apes.

Life arose through random chemical processes.

There is no design, no designer, no purpose.

You are an accident of nature.

This wasn’t presented as one perspective among many.

This was presented as scientific truth, as settled fact, and as the foundation of modern society.

To question it was to be backward, ignorant, and possibly dangerous.

At home, my father reinforced these lessons.

He would say, “Your grandfather was a good man, but he was deceived by foreign religion.

He wasted his life praying to an invisible sky god.

be smarter than him.

Trust science.

Trust the party.

My mother was less ideological, but she never contradicted my father.

In Chinese culture, especially in that era, the father’s word was law in the household.

My mother’s silence was compliance.

I had no exposure to Christianity except through propaganda.

I never met a Christian that I knew of.

I never saw a Bible.

I never heard the gospel.

Jesus was just a name I associated with Western Imperialism and the Opium Wars.

When I was 12 years old in 1986, though the government launched a campaign called Eliminating Spiritual Pollution, it was a crackdown on Western cultural influences, movies, music, books, and especially religion.

I remember posters in our school.

Resist bourgeoa liberalization.

Uphold socialist spiritual civilization.

By the time I was a teenager, atheism wasn’t just something I believed.

It was who I was.

It was my identity.

I was a scientific materialist.

I was a modern Chinese patriot.

I had transcended the superstitions that had held China back for millennia.

Or so I thought.

When I joined the People’s Liberation Army in 1992 at age 18, I entered a system that demanded absolute ideological conformity.

The PLA is not just a military.

It’s the armed wing of the Communist Party.

Every officer is a party member.

Every soldier is indoctrinated in Marxist Leninist thought.

Though political commisars monitor ideological purity, you can be an excellent tactician, a brilliant strategist, a courageous leader, but if you show ideological deviation, your career is over.

Boot camp wasn’t just physical training.

Half of our time was spent in political study sessions.

We read Markx, Lenin, Mao, and Dung.

We memorized party doctrine.

We discussed how to combat bourgeoa liberalization and peaceful evolution, code words for western influence and democracy.

I thrived in this environment.

I was disciplined, intelligent, and ambitious.

I genuinely believed I was serving the motherland, protecting China from foreign threats, ensuring the party’s eternal rule.

I rose through the ranks steadily.

By 2000 at age 26, I was a lieutenant.

I was put in charge of training new recruits.

I became known as a strict but fair officer.

A soldiers respected me.

Superiors noticed me.

By 2005, I was a captain.

I was assigned to intelligence work, monitoring potential threats to national security, both foreign and domestic.

This was when I first became aware that Christianity was considered a domestic threat.

I read internal documents about the growth of underground house churches, reports from secret police about foreign missionaries trying to infiltrate China, warnings that Christianity was spreading too quickly among young people and intellectuals.

The party was worried, but I wasn’t worried.

I thought it was a temporary problem.

Superstition would eventually fade as education improved and modernization continued.

These Christians were just holdouts, relics of the past, people who hadn’t yet embraced scientific atheism.

They would die out.

I was wrong.

By 2010, I I was a major in charge of a company-sized unit.

By 2015, I was a left tenant colonel commanding a battalion of over 800 soldiers.

By 2019, I was promoted to senior colonel with strategic responsibilities across multiple units, over 3,000 troops total.

I had achieved everything I dreamed of as a young man.

I had power, prestige, financial security, a family, respect.

I was living proof that loyalty to the party paid off.

But something was gnawing at me even then.

Something I couldn’t name.

A restlessness.

A sense that despite all my achievements, there was still a hollowess inside.

I dismissed it as stress.

As middle-aged dissatisfaction, as the normal human condition.

I had no idea it was the Holy Spirit drawing me.

Now I must confess something that shames me deeply.

Something I have repented of before God and something I can barely speak about without weeping.

Between 2018 and 2020, I participated in operations against underground Christians.

The party’s crackdown on religion intensified dramatically under Xi Jinping.

New regulations called zenicization of religion were implemented demanding that all religious practice conform to Chinese socialist values.

Churches had to display portraits of Xi Jinping.

Pastors had to preach loyalty to the party.

Any church that refused was declared illegal.

Thousands of house churches refused.

They went underground.

My intelligence unit was tasked with identifying and dismantling these networks.

We used surveillance technology, informants, data analysis.

We tracked financial transactions.

We monitored social media.

We identified patterns, groups of people meeting at unusual hours, made gatherings in residential areas, purchases of large quantities of food or chairs.

When we identified a house church, we raided it.

I personally led three such raids between 2018 and 2020.

The first was in the spring of 2018.

We received a tip that an underground church was meeting in an apartment building in eastern Beijing.

About 40 people, we were told.

We assembled a team, soldiers, police, and political officers.

We surrounded the building at night during the service.

When we burst in, we found them singing.

Not revolutionary songs, not patriotic anthems.

They were singing hymns in Chinese about Jesus.

I ordered everyone to stop.

I demanded identification from all attendees.

I separated the leaders from the regular attendees.

I confiscated Bibles, himnels, notebooks.

I interrogated the pastor, an elderly man in his 70s, and I threatened him with imprisonment if he didn’t reveal the names of other house churches.

He looked at me with such sadness, not fear, sadness.

He said, “Young man, you are doing the same thing Saul of Tarsus did before he became Paul.

You are persecuting Jesus.

” I didn’t understand what he meant.

I just thought he was a deluded old man.

We arrested 12 people that night.

The rest were released with warnings and fines.

Their names were entered into the social credit system.

Their families would be penalized.

I went home that night feeling like I had done my duty.

I had protected China from foreign religious infiltration, but I couldn’t sleep well.

I kept thinking about how calm they had been.

No one resisted.

No one fought back.

They just prayed.

Even as we arrested them, they prayed.

Not for themselves.

They prayed for us.

And they prayed for the police.

They prayed for China.

Who does that? The second raid was in late 2019.

this time a larger house church in suburban Beijing, over 100 people.

We needed more personnel.

We arrested 25 people, including the pastor and several leaders.

We confiscated computers, phones, money, and hundreds of Bibles.

One woman, a mother in her 30s, begged me not to take her Bible.

She said it was the only one her family owned.

Her children used it to learn to read.

She offered me money, her entire savings, if I would just let her keep that one Bible.

I refused.

I took the Bible and added it to the pile to be destroyed.

She wept.

I should have felt nothing.

I should have seen her as a criminal, a violator of state law.

But instead, I felt cruelty.

I I felt like I was tearing something precious from someone who loved it more than life itself.

I went home that night and couldn’t look at my own children.

What if someone took their textbooks? What if someone confiscated something they treasured? How would I feel? I pushed the thoughts away.

I drank Baiju, Chinese liquor, until I could sleep.

The third raid was in early 2020, just before COVID 19 lockdowns.

A small house church in a rural village outside Beijing, maybe 30 people, mostly poor farmers and elderly folks.

We arrested the pastor and three leaders.

This pastor was different.

He was younger, maybe in his 40s.

When we arrested him, he smiled.

He actually smiled.

He said, “Thank you, officer.

I’ve been praying for you.

” I said, “Praying for me? I’m arresting you.

” He said, “Yes, I I’ve been praying that God would send someone to me who needs to hear about Jesus, and here you are.

” I thought he was insane.

I mocked him.

I said, “Your invisible God can’t save you from prison.

” He said, “You’re right.

He can’t save me from prison, but he can save you from hell, and he will.

I see it in your eyes.

You don’t believe what you’re doing anymore.

Jesus is calling you.

” I had him dragged away.

But his words haunted me for months.

These three raids, these encounters with believers whose faith I could not shake, whose peace I could not explain, whose love for their persecutors I could not understand.

These planted seeds in my soul.

I didn’t know it yet, but Jesus was preparing me.

Section two, seeds of doubt, 25 to 40%.

In the spring of 2021, my life began to unravel in a way I never expected.

I was assigned to interrogate a house church pastor who had been arrested in Shanghai.

His name was Pastor Ding, not his real name.

He was in his 60s, frail from poor health and malnutrition, but his eyes were clear and calm.

The interrogation took place in a detention facility in Beijing.

He had been transferred there because he was considered a key religious leader with connections to other underground networks.

The Ministry of State Security wanted information from him, names, locations, funding sources.

I was chosen to lead the interrogation because of my experience and my reputation for getting results.

Standard interrogation tactics in China include sleep deprivation, isolation, stress positions, psychological pressure, and threats against family members.

These methods are effective against most people.

Fear breaks them down.

They they want the pain to stop.

They cooperate.

But Pastor Ding was different.

I kept him in a cold room with bright lights for 48 hours straight.

He was not allowed to sleep.

Guards would wake him every time his eyes closed.

I would enter the room periodically and demand answers.

Who funds your church? Where do you get your Bibles? Give me the names of other pastors.

Which foreign organizations are you connected to? He refused to answer any of these questions.

But he didn’t refuse defiantly.

He didn’t curse me.

He didn’t insult me.

He just said quietly, “I cannot betray my brothers and sisters.

But I will answer any question about Jesus.

” I thought he was stalling.

I thought he was playing games.

So I decided to use a different tactic, humiliation.

I said, “Fine, tell me about your Jesus.

Explain to me how a dead Jewish man from 2,000 years ago is relevant to modern China.

” I expected him to give me some rehearsed religious speech that I could mock and dismantle.

Instead, he looked at me with such gentleness and said, “Jesus is relevant to you, Colonel, because you are searching for meaning, and you haven’t found it.

You’ve achieved rank, respect, and power, but you still feel empty.

You persecute Christians because you’re angry that we have something you don’t.

peace, purpose, and love that doesn’t depend on circumstances.

You’re afraid that if what we believe is true, then everything you’ve built your life on is a lie.

I was stunned.

How did he know? How could this frail, beaten, sleepdeprived old man see into my soul so clearly? I lashed out.

You don’t know anything about me.

He smiled.

actually smiled and said, “A Jesus knows everything about you.

He knows your name.

He knows your pain.

He knows your father’s violence during the cultural revolution.

He knows your grandfather’s faith that your father tried to destroy.

He knows you have two children you love but don’t know how to truly protect, and he loves you.

” I felt like I had been punched in the chest.

I couldn’t breathe.

I stood up and left the room immediately.

I reported to my superiors that the interrogation was ongoing and that I needed more time.

But the truth was I was shaken.

I couldn’t stop thinking about what he’d said.

Over the next week, I interrogated Pastor Ding five more times.

Each time I asked him questions about Christianity, not for intelligence purposes, but because I genuinely wanted to understand.

E, why do you believe in a God you can’t see? How do you know the Bible is true? What happens when you die? Why would a good God allow suffering? Pastor Ding answered every question, thoroughly, lovingly.

He quoted scripture from memory.

He had memorized huge portions of the Bible during his years in prison.

He told me about Jesus’s life, death, and resurrection.

He explained the gospel that all humans are sinners separated from God.

That Jesus died to pay the penalty for our sins, that through faith in him, we can be forgiven and reconciled to God.

I argued with him.

I challenged him.

I tried to poke holes in his logic, but everything he said made sense in a way that Marxist materialism never had.

And then he told me his own story.

Pastor Ding had been a Communist Party official in the 1980s, a just after Deng Xiaoing’s economic reforms began.

He worked in the Ministry of Civil Affairs in Shanghai.

He was an atheist, a loyal party member, and ambitious.

He had a wife and two daughters.

He was living the Chinese dream.

In 1989, the Tianaman Square protests happened.

Pastor Ding was 30 years old.

He watched from Shanghai as students in Beijing demanded democracy and freedom.

He watched as the government sent tanks to crush them.

He watched as the official narrative changed overnight.

The students were labeled counterrevolutionaries and anyone who questioned the crackdown was labeled an enemy of the state.

Something broke inside him that year.

He realized the party he had served was built on lies.

He realized the system he had believed in was maintained through violence.

He realized that power, not truth, and was what mattered to those at the top.

He fell into a depression.

He started drinking.

His marriage suffered.

He contemplated suicide.

One night, drunk and desperate, he cried out into the darkness, “If there is a God, show me.

If there is any meaning to existence, I need to know.

Otherwise, I’m going to end my life.

” That night, Jesus appeared to him in a dream.

Pastor Ding described it.

I saw a man in brilliant white standing in a field of wheat.

The wheat was china, millions and millions of stalks.

He gestured to the field and said, “The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few.

” Then he looked at me and said, “Will you help me gather the harvest?” I woke up.

I knew I knew that Jesus was real and that he was calling me.

Pastor Ding began searching for Christians.

It was difficult in 1990s China.

Churches were few uh and most were controlled by the government.

But eventually he found an underground house church.

He attended in secret.

He heard the gospel.

He was baptized.

He lost everything.

When his party superiors found out he had become a Christian, he was expelled from the party and fired from his job.

His wife divorced him.

His daughters were told to disown him or face consequences themselves.

He was homeless for a time.

But he didn’t care.

He had found Jesus.

He had found the truth and nothing else mattered.

He became a house church pastor in the mid 1990s.

He planted churches across Shanghai and surrounding provinces.

He trained other pastors.

He was arrested multiple times, once in 1998, again in 2005, and again in 2015.

Each time he was imprisoned for a few years, then released.

Each time he went right back to preaching by why, I asked him, why keep doing this when you know you’ll be arrested again? He said, “Because Jesus is worth it.

Because Chinese people are dying without hearing the gospel.

Because the Communist Party will not last forever.

But the kingdom of God is eternal.

And because I love China too much to let my people perish in darkness.

” I couldn’t argue with that.

I couldn’t mock it.

I could only sit in silence and feel the weight of his words.

3 days after that conversation, Pastor Ding died in custody.

The official cause of death was listed as heart failure due to pre-existing conditions.

He was 62 years old, frail, and had been under immense physical stress.

It was plausible, but I knew the truth.

The interrogation methods, the sleep deprivation, the cold, the stress had killed him.

We had killed him.

Oi was present when his body was released to his family.

His ex-wife came along with one of his daughters.

The daughter wept.

The ex-wife stood in silence, her face expressionless.

I expected them to scream at me, to accuse me, to demand justice.

Instead, the daughter looked at me and said, “My father prayed for you every day after he met you.

He told me in his last letter that he believed God was going to save you.

He said you were going to become a great preacher of the gospel in China.

I don’t understand how, but if my father said it, I believe it.

” I was speechless.

The ex-wife handed me a letter.

He wrote this for you before he died.

He hid it in his shoe.

A guard gave it to us.

I took the letter stunned.

After they left, I opened it.

It was written in shaky handwriting, clearly composed in great pain.

Enid read, “Dear Colonel, you asked me why I believe in Jesus when I have suffered so much.

Let me tell you, I have not suffered.

I have been blessed beyond measure.

To know Christ is to know joy that does not depend on circumstances.

To serve him is to have purpose that transcends this short life.

To love him is to experience love that never fails.

You are suffering far more than I am.

You have everything the world values, but you have no peace.

You serve a system that will discard you the moment you are no longer useful.

You are terrified of losing what you have.

So you cannot truly live.

Jesus is calling you.

He has been calling you for years.

He called you through the believers you arrested.

He called you through your grandfather’s silent witness.

He called you through your own emptiness.

And now he is calling you through me.

Do not harden your heart.

Do not wait until it is too late.

Repent and believe the gospel.

Jesus died for your sins.

He rose from the dead.

He offers you forgiveness, peace, and eternal life.

I will not see you again in this life, but I pray we will meet in the next as brothers in Christ.

Your friend, Pastor Ding.

I wept right there in the detention facility in my uniform.

I wept like a child.

In the months following Pastor Ding’s death, I was assigned to deeper intelligence work on house church networks.

The party was escalating its crackdown and I was tasked with understanding how these networks operated, how they communicated, how they recruited, how they evaded surveillance.

Ironically, this assignment meant I had to read confiscated Bibles.

They intercepted sermons, recorded testimonies, and underground Christian literature.

I was supposed to analyze it for weaknesses, for propaganda tactics, for foreign influence.

Instead, I found the gospel.

I started with the Gospel of John.

In the beginning was the word and the word was with God and the word was God.

I read Jesus’s teachings in the sermon on the mount.

Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are those who mourn for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek for they shall inherit the earth.

These teachings were unlike anything in communist ideology.

Marxism exalts the strong, the revolutionary, the militant.

It promises heaven on earth through class struggle.

It demands allegiance to the collective.

But Jesus exalts the weak, the humble, the peacemakers.

Yet he promises a kingdom not of this world.

He demands allegiance to God alone.

I read the story of Jesus’s crucifixion and resurrection.

I read Paul’s letters to the Romans.

For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.

The wages of sin is death.

But the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.

If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

I read testimonies from underground believers, factory workers, students, professionals who described encountering Jesus in dreams and visions.

One testimony stood out.

A young computer programmer who had hacked past the great firewall, intending to access banned political content, and instead stumbled upon Christian websites.

He read the Bible online, was converted, and then was now discipling others in secret using encrypted messaging apps.

The more I read, the more I realized this wasn’t foreign propaganda.

This wasn’t Western imperialism.

This was truth.

Deep down, I knew it was true.

I just didn’t want to admit it because admitting it would cost me everything.

My wife Leon noticed changes in me.

I was distracted.

I couldn’t sleep well.

I was drinking more.

I was irritable with the children.

One night, she confronted me.

What’s wrong with you? Are you having an affair? Are you in trouble with the party? I wanted to tell her the truth.

I wanted to say, “I think Christianity might be true.

I think we’ve been lied to our entire lives.

I think there’s a god who loves us and wants to save us.

But I couldn’t.

I knew she would report me.

Not out of malice, but out of loyalty to the party.

And that’s how deeply indoctrination runs in China.

Even spouses report each other.

So I lied.

I said, “It’s just work stress.

I’m fine.

” She didn’t believe me, but she didn’t press further.

My son, Jian, was 16 at the time, excelling in school, a member of the Communist Youth League, on track to apply for party membership.

My daughter, Huying, was 13, top of her class, parrot repeating party slogans about serving the people and upholding socialist values.

I looked at my children and thought, “What am I teaching them? loyalty to a system that crushes the human spirit.

Obedience to a party that demands they betray their own conscience.

If Christianity is true, if there really is a God who will judge every person, including my children, then I’m failing them by raising them as atheists.

But how could I change course now? Yeah.

How could I undo 16 years of indoctrination? How could I risk their futures? I felt trapped.

In late 2022, the dreams started.

At first, they were vague.

I would dream of standing in a vast empty field.

In the distance, I could see a figure in white.

The figure would gesture to me as if inviting me to come closer, but I was afraid.

I would wake up before reaching him.

The dreams increased in frequency.

Two or three times a week.

Always the same figure.

Always the same invitation.

I tried to rationalize them.

Stress, overwork, subconscious guilt over Pastor Ding’s death.

My mind processing all the Christian material I’d been reading for work.

I visited a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

He gave me herbs to calm my mind.

They didn’t help.

I saw a military psychiatrist.

He suggested I was experiencing work-related anxiety and prescribed medication.

I took it for a few weeks, but the dreams didn’t stop.

I told no one what the figure in the dreams looked like, but I knew deep down I knew it was Jesus.

One night in December 2022, the dream changed.

This time the figure spoke.

He said in Mandarin, “Joe, genu, follow me.

” I woke up drenched in sweat, my heart pounding.

The next night, the dream came again.

This time, the figure was closer.

I could see his face more clearly.

It was a face that transcended any single ethnicity.

Not Western, not Asian, but somehow universal.

and his eyes.

His eyes were full of love and sorrow.

He said again, “Jen sway, wo, follow me.

” I woke up weeping.

I knew I couldn’t keep ignoring this.

Something was happening to me.

Something supernatural and something I couldn’t explain away with science or psychology.

Either I was losing my mind or Jesus Christ was real and calling me.

Then in January 2023, everything changed.

The vision came not in sleep, but while I was fully awake, and what I saw in that vision shattered every materialist assumption I had ever held.

Section three, supernatural encounter with Christ, 40 to 55%.

It was January 15th, 2023.

I remember the exact date because it was the night my life split in two.

Before Jesus and after Jesus, I was alone in my office late at night reviewing intelligence reports on underground church networks.

My task was to identify patterns, predict where new house churches might emerge, recommend preemptive actions.

I was good at this work.

I I had a reputation for being thorough, analytical, strategic.

It was around 11 p.

m.

The building was mostly empty.

Just a few security guards on duty.

I was tired but couldn’t sleep, so I stayed late working.

I was staring at a computer screen cross-referencing data when suddenly the room changed.

The lights didn’t flicker.

There was no sound, but the quality of the air shifted.

It became thick, heavy, almost tangible.

The temperature seemed to rise, but it wasn’t uncomfortable.

It was warm in a way that felt alive.

And then the light came.

It wasn’t from the ceiling lights or the computer screen.

It was a light that filled the room from no identifiable source.

It was brilliant but didn’t hurt my eyes.

It was white but also golden and it seemed to pulse gently like breathing.

Time slowed down.

Or maybe it stopped.

I’m not sure.

The sound of the ventilation system faded.

The hum of the computer disappeared.

There was only silence and light.

And then he appeared.

Jesus Christ stood in my office.

I don’t know how else to say it.

I don’t know how to describe it in a way that makes sense to someone who hasn’t experienced it.

But he was there, physically present, more real than anything I had ever seen in my life.

He was dressed in a white robe.

His hands bore scars.

I could see them clearly.

His side bore a scar as well.

His face, I cannot adequately describe his face.

It was the face of a man, but also the face of God.

It was particular, but also universal.

It was severe, but also infinitely kind.

His eyes looked into mine, and I felt like every secret, every sin, every thought I had ever had was laid bare before him.

I should have felt terror.

I should have felt shame, but instead I felt known, fully known, and still loved.

He spoke, not with audible words, but directly into my spirit in Mandarin.

Jiaoi Wii Jaguay, I love you.

I collapsed to my knees.

My body was trembling uncontrollably.

Tears were streaming down my face.

I couldn’t speak.

I couldn’t think.

I could only feel an overwhelming presence that was both terrifying and comforting at the same time.

And then the visions began.

Jesus extended his hand and suddenly I was no longer in my office.

I was high above China, looking down as if from a great height, but I could see everything clearly.

The landscape was dark.

Not physically dark, but spiritually dark.

It was as if I was seeing the spiritual realm overlaying the physical realm.

Billions of people moved through their lives like shadows and unaware that they were in darkness.

But then I saw lights, tiny lights scattered across the country.

At first I thought they were cities, but as I looked closer I realized they were believers.

Each believer was a point of light in the darkness.

And the lights were multiplying as I watched.

One light would touch another person and that person would light up.

Then they would touch two more and those two would light up.

The multiplication was exponential.

I saw underground churches meeting in homes, in basement, in forests.

I saw believers sharing the gospel in whispers, passing Bibles handto hand, baptizing new converts in rivers at night.

I saw the Communist Party trying to extinguish the lights.

I saw raids, arrests, demolitions.

Some lights flickered and went out.

But for every light extinguished, 10 more ignited.

Yet Jesus spoke again.

The gates of hell will not prevail against my church.

What the enemy means for evil, I will use for good.

Persecution purifies.

Suffering strengthens.

The blood of martyrs is the seed of the church.

I understood.

The underground church in China was not a problem to be solved.

It was a movement of God that could not be stopped.

Then the vision shifted.

I was still above China, but now I was looking at a specific point in time, the year 2026.

I saw four storms converging on China simultaneously like hurricanes colliding.

The first storm was economic.

I saw stock markets crashing, the Shanghai composite index plummeting, banks collapsing, the real estate bubble bursting in spectacular fashion, entire cities of empty apartment buildings collapsing like dominoes, the yuan devaluing rapidly, inflation skyrocketing, an unemployment spreading, social unrest erupting in major cities, people rioting in the streets, demanding answers from a ment that had no answers to give.

The second storm was natural.

I saw massive flooding in the Yangsy River basin.

Rain like I had never seen before.

Relentless, catastrophic.

The three gorges dam, China’s pride, the largest dam in the world, showing cracks.

Engineers scrambling, warnings being ignored by officials more concerned with political image than public safety.

And then the dam failing, not completely but partially enough to unleash devastation downstream.

Millions displaced, infrastructure destroyed, a humanitarian crisis of biblical proportions.

The third storm was political.

I saw the Communist Party fracturing from within.

factions turning on each other.

Purges intensifying on Xiinping’s grip being challenged by rival factions.

Accusations of corruption flying.

Generals being arrested.

Party officials disappearing.

Paranoia spreading.

The monolithic facade of party unity cracking.

The possibility of a coup.

The possibility of civil conflict among the elites while the people suffered.

The fourth storm was spiritual.

I saw millions of Chinese citizens, not thousands, not hundreds of thousands, but millions, turning to Jesus Christ openly.

The underground church could no longer remain underground because the sheer number of converts made hiding impossible.

Public baptisms in rivers, open air worship services in parks, Bibles being distributed freely.

The government trying to stop it but unable to because their resources were stretched by the economic, natural, and political crisis.

The Holy Spirit moving across China like a mighty wind and nothing could stand in his way.

Jesus spoke, “Tell my people, 2026 will be a year of shaking.

Everything that can be shaken will be shaken, so that what cannot be shaken will remain.

The proud will be humbled, the mighty will fall, but those who trust in me will stand.

Tell them to prepare.

Tell them to build their lives on the rock, not on sand.

Tell them the harvest is coming, but so is the storm.

I was overwhelmed.

I was seeing the near future of my own country.

I was seeing judgment and mercy colliding.

I was seeing the Communist Party’s worst nightmare and the underground church’s greatest hope happening simultaneously.

Then the vision shifted again, and I saw myself.

But it wasn’t the me I knew.

I wasn’t wearing a PLA uniform.

I wasn’t in an office or a military base, and I was standing in a simple room, looked like a rural house, wearing plain clothes.

Around me were people listening intently.

I was holding a Bible.

I was preaching.

The faces of the people listening were filled with hope, with hunger, with desperation for truth.

Some were crying, some were nodding, some were writing notes.

And I was speaking with authority and passion I had never felt before.

I was speaking about Jesus with absolute conviction.

I was no longer the persecutor.

I was the preacher.

Jesus spoke once more.

I am the way, the truth, and the life.

No one comes to the father except through me.

Then he said something that broke me completely.

You have been running from me your entire life, but I have been chasing you with relentless love.

I died for you, Jaoe.

I took the punishment you deserve.

Hey, I offer you forgiveness, peace, and purpose.

Will you follow me? The vision ended.

I was back in my office, collapsed on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

I knew, beyond any shadow of doubt, beyond any rational argument, beyond any scientific explanation, I knew that Jesus Christ is real.

He is God.

He is alive.

And he had just revealed himself to me.

I don’t know how long I lay on that floor weeping.

It could have been minutes.

It could have been hours.

Time had no meaning.

When I finally stood up, everything looked different.

The office looked the same physically, but spiritually it felt different.

I felt different.

It was like I had been living my entire life in black and white.

And suddenly, the world was in color.

I looked at my hands.

They were the same hands that had arrested Christians, confiscated Bibles, intimidated believers.

But now they felt dirty.

I felt the weight of my sin like never before.

I left the office in a days.

I went home.

My wife was asleep.

My children were asleep.

I sat in the living room in the dark, replaying the vision over and over in my mind.

Was I insane? Had I had a psychotic break? No, I knew I hadn’t.

The vision was more real than anything I had ever experienced.

It had a weight, a clarity, a power that dreams and hallucinations don’t have.

Jesus Christ had appeared to me.

He had shown me the spiritual reality of China.

He had shown me what was coming in 2026.

He had shown me my own future as a preacher of the gospel.

And he had invited me to follow him.

For the next 3 days, I couldn’t sleep.

I couldn’t eat.

I couldn’t focus on anything.

My mind was consumed with one question.

What do I do now? Hey, everything I had built my life on, my career, my reputation, my party membership, my atheist worldview, all of it was suddenly worthless.

No, worse than worthless.

It was hostile to the truth.

It was a lie I had been living.

But if I acknowledged the truth, I would lose everything.

My rank, my pension, my family, my freedom, possibly my life.

Was Jesus worth that cost? I needed to talk to someone who understood.

I needed to find Christians using my intelligence contacts and access to surveillance data.

Ironically, the same tools I had used to persecute the church.

I identified a house church leader known only as Sister May.

She was a former university professor who had been expelled for her faith.

She now led a network of underground churches in rural areas outside Beijing.

Through covert channels, encrypted apps, dead drops, a intermediaries, I made contact.

I told her I was a military officer who had encountered Jesus and needed guidance.

She was understandably suspicious.

This could easily be a trap.

But she agreed to meet me on the condition that I come alone, unarmed, and in civilian clothes to a location of her choosing.

She said, “If you’re lying, you’ll arrest a dozen of us, but if you’re telling the truth, you’ll save one soul.

I’m willing to take that risk.

” 2 weeks after my vision, I met Sister May in a rural village about 100 km outside Beijing.

It was late January, bitterly cold, and the village was remote enough that surveillance cameras were sparse.

The house church met in a farmer’s home.

about 20 believers crammed into a small living room.

When I arrived, they were already singing hymns in Chinese, simple songs about Jesus’s love, a about his sacrifice, about his return.

I stood in the doorway and everyone stopped.

They looked at me with a mixture of fear and hope.

They knew what I was or what I had been.

military intelligence, one of their persecutors.

Sister May stood up.

She was in her 50s, thin with gray hair and kind eyes that had seen much suffering.

She said, “Are you the officer who contacted me?” I nodded, unable to speak.

She said, “Then you are welcome here.

” Jesus said, “I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.

” Welcome, brother.

” And she embraced me.

I broke down.

I wept in her arms like a child.

And the entire house church surrounded me, laid hands on me, and prayed for me in Chinese.

They prayed for my salvation.

They prayed for my protection.

They prayed for my family.

They prayed for my future ministry.

any they prayed that I would have the courage to count the cost and follow Jesus no matter what.

For the first time in my life, I felt like I belonged somewhere.

Not because of my rank or accomplishments, but simply because I was a sinner loved by Jesus.

Over the next three months, February through April 2023, I met with Sister May’s House Church regularly.

I learned later that they moved locations every week to avoid detection, and they took enormous risks, allowing me into their fellowship.

Sister May gave me a smartphone preloaded with a digital Bible and Christian teaching resources, all encrypted.

She taught me how to use secure apps to communicate with other believers without being tracked by the government.

I began reading the Bible systematically, starting with the Gospels.

I read Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John.

And I read about Jesus’s birth, his teachings, his miracles, his death, and his resurrection.

Every page felt like it was written specifically for me.

The sermon on the mount convicted me of my pride and self-righteousness.

The parable of the prodigal son showed me God’s eagerness to welcome back sinners.

The crucifixion narratives showed me the cost of my redemption.

The resurrection accounts gave me hope that death is not the end.

I moved on to Paul’s letters.

Romans was revolutionary.

For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.

I had sinned.

I knew that now with crystal clarity.

For the wages of sin is death.

But the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.

I deserved death, spiritual death, eternal separation from God.

But Jesus was offering me life free unearned a gift.

Romans 8 brought me to tears.

There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.

No condemnation, not from God, not from the party, not from my past.

Jesus had taken my condemnation on himself.

For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

For the first time in my life, I felt unconditional love.

Not the conditional love of the party, love contingent on loyalty and usefulness, not the conditional love of family, love bound by obligation and culture, but unconditional, unshakable, eternal love from the creator of the universe.

I I also heard testimonies from other believers in Sister May’s network.

There was a young man about 25, a computer programmer who had hacked past the great firewall to access banned political content.

He stumbled upon Christian websites, read the Gospel of John online, and was converted in his apartment alone.

He now used his tech skills to help the underground church communicate securely.

There was a former secret police officer about my age who had persecuted Christians for years.

Like me, he had encountered Jesus in a vision and could no longer deny the truth.

He had defected, losing everything and now lived in hiding while serving the church.

There was a retired university professor who had taught Marxist philosophy for 30 years.

She had been exposed to Christianity through a visiting scholar from South Korea, and she began studying the Bible to refute it, but instead found herself convinced by its truth.

She was now discipling young believers in theology and apologetics.

Each testimony reinforced the same truth.

Jesus is actively revealing himself to Chinese people across every demographic, young and old, educated and uneducated, rich and poor, officials and peasants.

The Holy Spirit is moving in China in unprecedented ways.

I was not alone.

I was part of a vast, invisible army of believers that the Communist Party could see but could not stop.

As I studied scripture and fellowshipped with believers, the Holy Spirit convicted me deeply of my sins.

I had persecuted Christians.

I had arrested pastors.

I had confiscated Bibles.

I had mocked believers.

I had participated in the demolition of churches.

I had caused suffering to the body of Christ.

And Acts 9 tells the story of Saul of Tarsus who persecuted Christians zealously before encountering Jesus on the road to Damascus.

Jesus asked him, Saul, Saul, why do you persecute me? Not why do you persecute my followers, but why do you persecute me? I realized when I persecuted Christians, I was persecuting Jesus himself.

Every believer I arrested, every Bible I confiscated, every church I helped demolish, I was attacking Christ.

And yet he still loved me.

He still died for me.

He still offered me forgiveness.

One night, alone in my apartment while my family slept, I got on my knees and confessed everything to God.

I confessed my pride, my cruelty, my participation in persecution, my atheism, my love of power and prestige.

I confessed sins I had committed decades ago.

I confessed sins I had forgotten.

I confessed until there was nothing left to confess.

And then I prayed the simplest prayer.

Jesus, I am a sinner.

I need you.

Forgive me.

Save me.

Come into my heart.

Be my Lord.

1 John 1:9 promises, “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.

” I believed that promise, and for the first time in my life, I felt clean.

By late April 2023, I faced a decision I could no longer avoid.

I could continue my double life.

outwardly a loyal party member and PLA officer, secretly a Christian meeting with underground believers.

Many believers in China do this out of necessity.

They keep their faith hidden to protect themselves and their families.

But I knew I couldn’t sustain it.

My conscience wouldn’t allow it.

And Jesus’s words kept echoing in my mind.

Whoever denies me before men, I also will deny before my father who is in heaven.

Sister May counseledled me.

Count the cost, brother.

If you confess Christ openly, you will lose everything.

Your rank, your pension, your family, your freedom.

They will arrest you.

They will interrogate you.

They will pressure you to recant.

Are you prepared for that? I thought about it for days.

I made lists of pros and cons like the military strategist I was.

On one side, keep everything, career, family, security, comfort, future.

On the other side, lose everything, but gain Jesus.

And then I remembered Jesus’s words in the Gospels.

For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his soul? I had nearly gained the whole world by Chinese standards, rank, prestige, power, security.

Y but I was forfeiting my soul.

The choice became clear.

Jesus was worth more than everything I would lose.

In May 2023, I was baptized.

It was a secret ceremony held at night in a rural river about 150 km outside Beijing.

About 30 believers attended, all taking enormous risks to be there.

Surveillance was minimal in that area, but the danger was still real.

Sister May performed the baptism.

Before going into the water, she asked me to give my testimony.

I stood before those believers, former professors, farmers, students, a retired police officer, a doctor, and I told them everything.

my communist upbringing, my military career, my persecution of Christians, my encounter with Jesus, my decision to follow him no matter the cost.

When I finished, they sang a hymn in Chinese.

I have decided to follow Jesus.

A no turning back, no turning back.

Then Sister May led me into the cold river.

She said, “Do you confess Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior?” I said, “Yes, I confess Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior.

” She said, “Then based on your confession of faith, I baptize you in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.

” She lowered me into the water and I went under completely.

It was freezing, but I didn’t care.

I was being buried with Christ.

She raised me up out of the water, raised to walk in newness of life.

The believers on the shore erupted in quiet praise, careful not to be too loud.

They hugged me, prayed over me, welcomed me into the family of God.

I was no longer Ziao Guoe, PLA senior colonel.

I was Xiao Guoe, child of God, follower of Jesus Christ, brother in the underground church.

Yet then I knew, I absolutely knew that persecution was coming.

But I was ready.

Right now, as I speak, thousands of Chinese citizens just like me are having similar supernatural encounters with Jesus.

party members, military officers, university professors, factory workers, students.

The Holy Spirit is moving across China in ways the Communist Party cannot explain and cannot stop.

But here’s what breaks my heart.

Most of these new believers suffer in isolation.

They think they’re alone.

They think they’re crazy.

They think there’s no one else who understands.

Why? Because the regime has made it nearly impossible to find other believers safely.

The surveillance state isolates us.

Fear keeps us silent.

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After my baptism in May 2023, I continued serving in the PLA while secretly fellowshipping with the underground church.

I knew this double life couldn’t last, but I hoped to use my position to help believers as long as possible.

I I began subtly sharing my faith with trusted subordinates.

I was careful.

I didn’t preach openly or distribute Bibles at work, but in private conversations over meals during long late night shifts, I would ask questions designed to make people think.

Have you ever wondered if there’s more to life than service to the party? Do you ever feel like atheism leaves too many questions unanswered? What if the universe isn’t random? What if there’s a designer? Most people shut down immediately.

Decades of indoctrination had made them allergic to such questions.

But a few were curious.

A few were searching.

One of those was Latutenant Fun.

Not his real name, a 26-year-old officer under my command.

He was intelligent, idealistic, and disillusioned with the corruption he saw within the party.

Uh he confided in me one night that he felt there had to be more meaning to existence than what Marxism offered.

I took a risk.

I shared my testimony with him.

I told him about my vision of Jesus.

I gave him access to the encrypted Bible app on my phone.

He read the Gospel of John in one sitting.

He wept.

He said, “Kernel, everything you’re saying, I felt it but couldn’t name it.

I want to know this Jesus.

” Over the next 3 months, I discipled Lieutenant Fun in secret.

We met in parks, in restaurants far from base, in places where surveillance was less intense.

I taught him the gospel, the basics of Christian theology, how to pray, how to read scripture.

In August 2023, Lieutenant Fun was baptized in the same river where I had been baptized.

He became part of Sister May’s underground network.

Another soul saved and another light ignited in the darkness.

I felt like my life finally had purpose.

For 45 years, I had served the party.

Now I was serving the kingdom of God.

The contrast was stark.

Serving the party had been about advancing myself.

Serving Jesus was about laying down my life for others.

But I was about to learn how costly that service would be.

There was another officer in my unit, Captain Woo.

Not his real name.

He was ambitious, calculating, and fiercely loyal to the party.

He was also politically connected.

His father was a highranking party official in the Ministry of State Security.

Captain Wu noticed the change in me.

He noticed I was less enthusiastic about political study sessions.

He noticed I had become close to Lieutenant Fun, that he noticed I was sometimes absent during off hours when I should have been socializing with other officers.

He began following me.

In September 2023, I attended a house church meeting in a suburb of Beijing.

I thought I had been careful.

Civilian clothes, no phone, indirect route.

But Captain Woo had tailed me from a distance.

He photographed the building.

He photographed me entering.

The next day, he reported me to the political commasar of our unit.

In the PLA, political loyalty is monitored even more closely than combat readiness.

The political commaars have authority equal to or greater than military commanders.

Their job is to ensure ideological purity and to root out counterrevolutionary elements.

I was summoned to a meeting with the political commisar the following week.

I knew immediately what it was about.

October 3rd, 2023.

A date I’ll never forget.

I was called to the political commasar’s office at headquarters.

When I arrived, there were three political officers waiting along with two military police.

The commasar said, “Kernel Jiao, we’ve received concerning reports about your activities, reports that you have been associating with illegal religious groups, reports that you have been spreading foreign religious propaganda among subordinates.

They showed me the surveillance photos Captain Woo had taken.

They showed me logs of my unusual movements.

They had been monitoring me for weeks.

I had a choice in that moment.

I could deny everything.

I could claim I was conducting undercover intelligence work on the house church.

I could lie and maybe they’d believe me.

But I remembered Peter’s denial of Jesus.

And I remembered Jesus’s words.

Whoever denies me before men, I also will deny before my father who is in heaven.

I took a deep breath and said, “Yes, I am a Christian.

I believe in Jesus Christ.

He is my Lord.

The room went silent.

The officers stared at me in disbelief.

The commasar said, “You realize what you just confessed? You realize you’ve betrayed the party? You’ve violated your oath.

You’ve embraced foreign ideology.

” I said, “Jesus Christ is not foreign ideology.

He’s truth.

And I cannot deny him.

” For the next 6 hours, they interrogated me.

They demanded names of other believers.

They demanded I identify house church locations.

They demanded I recant and publicly denounce Christianity.

I refused everything.

They threatened me with prison.

I said prison doesn’t scare me.

She Jesus was imprisoned.

They threatened me with loss of rank and pension.

I said, “I’ve already counted that cost.

” They threatened my family.

They said my wife would be forced to divorce me or face consequences herself.

My children would be expelled from their schools.

My extended family would be marked as politically unreliable.

That hurt.

That almost broke me.

But I remembered Jesus’s words.

If anyone comes to me and does not hate his own father and mother and wife and children and brothers and sisters, yes, and even his own life, he cannot be my disciple.

I said, I love my family, but I love Jesus more.

They arrested me that night.

Within 24 hours, my life was dismantled.

My rank was stripped.

I was no longer Senior Colonel Jiao.

I was comrade Jiao, former officer, now traitor.

I was expelled from the Communist Party.

A my party membership card, which I had held for 27 years, was torn up in front of me.

My pension was revoked.

Decades of service, meaningless.

My military housing was seized.

My wife and children were given 48 hours to vacate.

My access to military facilities was terminated.

My security clearance was revoked.

My name was entered into the national database as a counterrevolutionary element.

My wife Leon was visited by party officials.

They gave her a choice.

Divorce me and cooperate or be punished as an accessory.

She chose divorce.

I don’t blame her.

The pressure was immense.

She’d been indoctrinated her entire life to prioritize loyalty to the party above all else, even family.

My children were taken out of their elite schools and placed in a state re-education program for children of political criminals.

I they were told their father had been corrupted by foreign religion and was now mentally ill.

They were told to denounce me publicly or face being barred from university and good jobs in the future.

My son, Gian, complied.

He wrote an essay for his school titled My Father’s Fall into Foreign Religion.

In it, he called me a traitor and pledged eternal loyalty to the party.

It was published in the school newspaper.

My daughter, Hu Ying, was told I had died in an accident.

She was 14 years old.

She never got to say goodbye.

I lost everything.

Everything in one day.

But I had Jesus.

And that was enough.

I was transferred to a detention facility outside Beijing in early November 2023.

It wasn’t a formal prison.

Those required trials and sentences.

This was a transformation through education center, Janua Xiaoyu Chong Shin, a illegal gray zone where ideologically problematic individuals are held indefinitely without trial.

The goal is not punishment per se.

It’s transformation.

forcing people to recant their beliefs, to publicly denounce what they believe, to be corrected ideologically so they can be reintegrated into society as loyal citizens.

For religious believers, especially Christians, this means intense psychological and physical pressure to deny Jesus.

The methods they use are sophisticated.

They don’t just beat you and expect you to break.

Although beatings happen, they use sleep deprivation, isolation, constant propaganda, humiliation, and threats against loved ones.

I was kept in a small cell with fluorescent lights that were never turned off.

Sleep was nearly impossible.

A guards would bang on the door every hour to wake me if I managed to doze off.

I was forced to watch propaganda videos on Loop.

Videos about the evils of religion, about how Christianity is a western plot to weaken China, about how converts are mentally ill and need treatment.

I was required to write self-criticism essays every day, 10 pages minimum, confessing my crimes, explaining how I was deceived, pledging to correct my thinking.

I refused.

I wrote about Jesus instead.

I wrote about the gospel.

I wrote testimonies of his love and grace.

They punished me for this.

stressed positions, forced to stand or squat for hours, cold showers in winter, solitary confinement in a windowless room.

But they couldn’t break me because the more they tried to erase Jesus from my mind, the more present he became.

I prayed constantly.

I’d recited scripture I had memorized.

I sang hymns silently in my head.

I felt the presence of the Holy Spirit sustaining me and I remembered the words of Romans 8.

Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation or distress or persecution? No.

In all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.

I was more than a conqueror not because I was strong but because Jesus was strong in me.

It was in that detention cell in December 2023 that Jesus appeared to me again.

I was alone, exhausted, cold, wondering how much longer I could endure.

I’d been in detention for 2 months with no end in sight.

And then the light came again.

The same supernatural presence, the same warmth, the same overwhelming love.

Jesus stood before me in that cell.

He didn’t speak about my suffering.

He didn’t promise immediate relief.

Instead, he showed me more detail about the 2026 vision.

I saw China in the year 2026 more clearly.

Now, the economic crisis, I saw specific markers.

The Everground collapse of 2021 was just the beginning.

In 2026, the entire property sector would implode.

China’s debt to GDP ratio, already at unsustainable levels, would trigger a financial panic.

Foreign investors would flee.

The yuan would devalue sharply.

Inflation would skyrocket.

The government would try to control the panic through authoritarianism, but it would backfire.

Social unrest would spread.

The Chinese dream would shatter for millions who had believed the party’s promises of prosperity, the natural disaster.

I saw the Yangty River Valley in 2026, unprecedented rainfall likely driven by climate change and ecosystem degradation.

Then the three gorges dam, already showing signs of stress from years of poor maintenance and corruption, would face its greatest test.

I saw cracks forming.

I saw engineers ignored by party officials who cared more about appearing strong than about public safety.

I saw the dam partially failing.

Not a complete collapse, but a catastrophic breach.

Millions downstream fleeing.

Entire cities flooded, infrastructure destroyed, a humanitarian crisis that would overwhelm government capacity, the political upheaval.

I saw the Communist Party’s internal power struggles reaching a breaking point in 2026.

Xiinping’s consolidation of power had created resentment among other factions.

His zerocoid policy, his aggressive foreign policy, his crackdown on business elites, all had created enemies.

In 2026, those enemies would strike back.

Purges, arrests, impossible coup attempts.

The party would turn on itself while the nation burned, the spiritual awakening.

I saw the underground church in 2026 being forced into the open.

Not by choice, but by necessity.

The sheer number of believers, by then estimated at over 150 million, would make hiding impossible.

Public baptisms, open worship, Bibles distributed freely.

The government would try to crack down, but they would be too overwhelmed by the other three crises.

The Holy Spirit would move with power.

Millions would come to Christ in a matter of months.

China’s great awakening.

Jesus spoke to me, “Tell my people, 2026 is a year of reckoning.

Everything built on lies will crumble.

Every proud system will be humbled.

But those who build their lives on me, the rock will stand.

Tell them to prepare.

I’m prepared spiritually.

deepen their relationship with me through prayer, fasting, scripture.

Prepare practically.

Store food, water, essentials.

Build networks of believers who can support each other.

Prepare mentally.

Persecution will intensify before it ends.

But victory is certain.

Tell the world, “China’s hour of decision is coming.

Pray for China.

Fast for China.

support believers in China.

The vision ended.

But this time, I didn’t feel fear.

I felt urgency.

I had to escape.

I had to get this message out.

Sister May’s underground church network learned about my detention through Lieutenant Fun, who was still undercover in the military.

They began planning my escape.

It sounds dramatic, but underground networks in China are sophisticated.

They have to be.

Believers have been evading persecution for decades.

They have safe houses.

They have false documents, bribed officials, escape routes.

It’s a modern-day underground railroad.

In January 2024, after 3 months in detention, I was scheduled for a medical evaluation at a civilian hospital.

Detention centers don’t have full medical facilities, so seriously ill detainees are sometimes transferred temporarily.

Sister May’s network bribed a guard and a doctor.

The guard allowed me to be transferred without handcuffs, claiming I was too weak to resist.

The doctor signed paperwork declaring a fake medical emergency that required immediate outside treatment.

At the hospital, instead of being taken to an examination room, I was led to a service exit where two believers were waiting in a van.

They gave me civilian clothes, a fake ID, and cash.

We drove to a rural safe house 200 km away.

For the first time in 3 months, ye I was free, but I wasn’t safe.

The authorities would soon realize I had escaped.

They would search for me.

They would interrogate Lieutenant Fun and others.

They would put my face on wanted lists.

I had to disappear into the underground network.

And eventually, I had to leave China entirely before going underground completely.

I tried one last time to contact my family.

I sent an encrypted message to my wife, Leanne, through an intermediary.

I told her I loved her.

I told her I wasn’t mentally ill.

I wasn’t brainwashed.

I had simply found the truth.

I begged her to reconsider, to look into Christianity herself, to not let the party poison our children’s minds against me.

She responded through the same intermediary.

Her message was brief and cold.

You betrayed us.

You betrayed China.

You chose a foreign religion over your family.

You are dead to me.

Do not contact me or the children again.

The party has been good to us.

We have everything we need.

We don’t need a traitor.

That message broke my heart in ways interrogation and detention never could.

My son Jen had written his essay denouncing me.

He was rewarded by being admitted to a prestigious university with a party scholarship.

He was being groomed for a political career.

He had become what I once was, a true believer in the party.

Proud, ambitious atheist.

My daughter, Hu Ying, still believed I was dead.

Perhaps that was a mercy.

She could grieve and move on rather than live with the shame of having a father labeled a traitor.

I mourned my family.

I mourned the loss of my children more than I mourned my career or freedom.

I prayed for them daily.

I prayed that one day Jesus would reveal himself to them as he had to me.

I prayed that one day we would be reunited.

If not in this life, then in eternity.

But I had no regrets.

Jesus is worth more than even my children.

That sounds harsh, but it’s what Jesus himself taught.

And I had come to understand that loving Jesus first doesn’t mean loving others less.

It means loving them rightly in truth.

Praying for their souls rather than just their worldly success.

While in hiding throughout 2024, moving from safe house to safe house, never staying more than a week in any location, I witnessed the intensification of persecution I had seen in the 2026 vision beginning to unfold.

Church demolitions accelerated.

In 2024 alone, a over 7,000 church buildings were destroyed or forcibly closed.

Both official patriotic churches and known house church locations.

The cynicization campaign reached new extremes.

Churches were required to remove crosses and replace them with Chinese flags and portraits of Xiinping.

Pastors were required to begin services by singing the national anthem and reciting party slogans.

Sermons were monitored by AI software to detect any non-patriotic content.

The early reign covenant church in Changdu whose pastor Wang Yetherw mentioned earlier saw its members scattered and many arrested.

Pastor Wang remained in prison serving his 9-year sentence.

His wife was under house arrest.

Their church once hundreds strong was forced to meet in groups of three or four.

New surveillance technology was deployed.

I the government spent billions on AI facial recognition systems specifically trained to identify religious behavior patterns.

People bowing their heads in prayer.

People gathering with Bibles.

people entering known house church locations.

The social credit system was weaponized against Christians.

Believers found their scores plummeting.

They couldn’t get loans.

Their children couldn’t get into good schools.

They couldn’t travel freely.

Some lost their jobs simply for being Christian.

And yet, despite all this, the church grew.

Sister May’s network alone grew from 2,000 believers in early 2023 to over 5,000 by late 2024.

Multiplication was exponential.

Every believer was discipling two or three others.

Every house church was planting new churches.

Young people especially were coming to Christ.

The generation that had grown up with internet access that had seen through party propaganda that was hungry for meaning beyond materialism.

They were embracing Jesus in massive numbers.

I met believers from every walk of life while in hiding.

A doctor who had seen too much death and found hope in the resurrection.

A factory worker who had encountered Jesus in a dream.

a retired general, higher rank than I ever achieved, who had converted after reading smuggled Christian literature, a teenage girl who had found Christ through a K-pop fan forum online where believers shared the gospel in code.

The underground church in China is the most diverse, the most courageous, the most joyful body of believers I’ve ever seen.

They have nothing by worldly standards, but they have everything in Christ.

One, one of the most encouraging aspects of my time in the underground network was meeting other highranking converts, people who, like me, had lost everything to follow Jesus.

I met a former member of the Central Committee, the highest governing body of the Communist Party.

He had been a rising star in the party in the 2000s.

In 2018, he encountered Jesus through a business associate who was a secret believer.

He converted, confessed his faith, and was immediately purged.

He now lives in hiding, discipling new believers, and writing theological materials in Chinese.

I met a former secret police officer who had spent 15 years hunting Christians.

He personally arrested over 200 believers.

In 2022, he was assigned to interrogate a teenage girl who had been caught distributing Bibles.

She was so peaceful, so full of love, a that he couldn’t understand it.

She shared the gospel with him during interrogation.

He thought about it for months.

Eventually, he tracked her down after her release and asked her to tell him more.

He was converted.

He defected.

He now helps believers evade surveillance using his insider knowledge of the security apparatus.

I met a university professor who had taught Marxist philosophy for 30 years.

She was a committed atheist, published author, party member.

In 2020, a South Korean visiting scholar gave her a Bible as a gift.

She intended to read it to refute it.

Instead, she found herself convinced.

She tried to suppress her doubts but couldn’t.

In 2021, she confessed Christ.

She was fired.

She now teaches Bible studies in house churches, using her academic skills to train believers in theology.

Each of these testimonies reinforced the same truth.

Jesus is unstoppable.

He’s converting communists, atheists, intellectuals, officials, police, military commanders.

No one is beyond his reach.

And the cost these believers paid, career, reputation, security, family, none of them regret it because Jesus is worth infinitely more than anything we give up.

By June 2024, I made the most difficult decision of my life.

I had to leave China entirely.

The net was closing in.

The secret police were getting closer.

If I stayed, I would be captured and the 2026 warning would die with me.

I had to escape.

I had to get this testimony out to the world.

While you’re watching this, perhaps in your home, perhaps in safety, perhaps with freedoms you take for granted.

Believers in China are being arrested.

Right now, this very moment, 32 per day, the on average, pastors dragged from their homes, Bibles confiscated and burned, churches demolished, children taught their Christian parents are mentally ill traitors.

Your simple action here, subscribing, commenting, sharing, tells the world what Beijing desperately wants hidden.

It amplifies voices that are being silenced.

It honors the sacrifice of those who have lost everything for Jesus.

If you claim to care about the persecuted church, if you say you stand with suffering believers, prove it now.

One click, one share.

That’s all it takes to make their sacrifice known.

Will you do it? Section five, escape and current situation.

75 to 85%.

Sister May’s underground network made the decision.

I had to leave China.

I knew too much.

I had a message that needed to reach the global church.

If I was captured, everything I knew about the 2026 vision, about the underground network, about other highranking converts, all of it would be lost.

The escape plan was coordinated across multiple provinces and involved dozens of believers risking their lives.

I cannot reveal the specific route for the safety of others who may need to use it, but I can say it took me through rural provinces in southern China toward the border with Southeast Asia.

I was given a false identity, a peasant farmer named Leang from Yunan Province.

I was given fake documents, ID card, travel permit, work papers.

I was taught to speak with a Yunan accent.

My appearance was changed, hair dyed, facial hair grown, different style of clothing.

For 3 weeks in June 2024, I traveled by bus, by truck, by foot, and I stayed in safe houses along the way, homes of believers who risked everything to shelter a fugitive.

In one village, I stayed with an elderly couple whose church had been demolished.

In another town, I stayed with a young family whose teenage son had been arrested for sharing the gospel online.

Each home welcomed me, fed me, prayed over me, and sent me on to the next stop.

At every checkpoint, and there were many, I had to show my fake ID and travel papers.

My heart pounded every time.

Facial recognition cameras were everywhere.

But somehow, whether through technical glitches, human error, or divine intervention, I was never flagged.

I traveled as far south as possible toward the border region between China and a neighboring country I cannot name.

The final leg of the escape was the most dangerous when the border between China and Southeast Asia is heavily monitored.

Military patrols, guard towers, sensors, cameras, minefields in some areas.

The Communist Party is paranoid about defectors and smugglers.

But underground networks know the gaps.

Believers had been using these routes for years to smuggle Bibles to help persecuted Christians escape, to move people and materials the government wanted to stop.

I was connected with a smuggler, not a criminal, but a Christian who used his knowledge of the border to help believers.

He had helped over 50 people escape China in the past 5 years.

On the night of June 28th, 2024, I crossed the border.

We hiked through dense jungle at night, guided only by starlight and the smuggler’s intimate knowledge of the terrain.

We avoided patrol routes.

We crawled under sensor fences.

We waited through rivers.

May it was physically exhausting, terrifying, and exhilarating.

At one point, we heard voices nearby.

a patrol.

We froze in the undergrowth for over an hour, barely breathing, praying silently.

The patrol passed within 20 m of us.

They never saw us.

After 8 hours of hiking, we crossed into the neighboring country.

I collapsed on the ground, exhausted, overwhelmed.

I was out of China.

I was free.

The smuggler prayed over me, blessed me, and disappeared back into the jungle to return to his work.

I made my way to a town where I had been told a contact from an international Christian organization would meet me.

The International Christian Organization connected me with lawyers and human rights advocates.

Within two weeks, I was granted asylum in a third country.

Not the country I initially entered and not the country where I’m living now.

The details must remain vague for security reasons.

I was debriefed extensively.

Human rights organizations, religious freedom advocates, and intelligence analysts wanted to know everything I knew about the underground church, about persecution tactics, about the CCP’s strategies.

I shared everything except the identities and locations of believers still in China.

Those I will never reveal.

I will die before I betray the church.

The asylum process was lengthy.

legal paperwork, background checks, interviews, medical examinations, psychological evaluations.

I was diagnosed with PTSD from my detention and escape.

I’m still in therapy, but I’m alive.

I’m free, and I have a platform to share this message.

I’m recording this testimony in early 2025.

It’s been over a year since I escaped China.

I’ve had time to process, to pray, to seek counsel from other believers and from pastors in the free world.

Many people have asked me why speak publicly now.

Why take the risk? Several reasons.

First, the 2026 warning must be shared.

We have less than 2 years until the timeline I was shown.

The world needs to know.

The church needs to prepare.

Chinese believers need to be warned.

Western Christians need to pray.

Second, the world is largely ignorant of what’s happening in China.

Most people in the West have no idea that over 100 million Christians are suffering persecution.

Most have no idea that the largest revival in human history is occurring in secret.

Most have no idea that Jesus is appearing supernaturally to Chinese citizens in dreams and visions on a massive scale.

Third, Chinese believers need to know they’re not alone.

Yet, the regime wants believers to feel isolated, weak, doomed.

But we are not alone.

We are part of a global body of Christ.

We are part of a movement that spans continents and centuries.

We are winning.

Fourth, I was commanded by Jesus to share this.

In my second vision, he told me, “Tell my people to prepare.

Tell the world to pray.

I cannot disobey that command.

Yes, going public has risks.

The CCP will intensify their search for me.

They may pressure the country I’m in to extradite me.

They may retaliate against anyone they think helped me.

They may use this testimony to justify further crackdowns.

But silence is not an option.

The gospel must be proclaimed.

The truth must be told.

And if sharing this testimony costs me my life, so be it.

To live is Christ.

To die is gain.

after I escaped and I lost contact with most of the underground network for security reasons.

But eventually news reached me about Latutenant Fung, the young officer I had discipled.

He was arrested in September 2024.

The secret police interrogated him about my whereabouts.

He refused to give any information.

They threatened him with prison.

He refused.

They offered him leniency if he would publicly recant his faith.

He refused.

He’s currently in detention, facing charges of illegal religious activities and aiding a fugitive.

He could be sentenced to up to 10 years in prison.

Lieutenant Fun is 26 years old.

He had a promising military career ahead of him.

He had a fiance.

He had a family that loved him.

He gave it all up for Jesus.

When I heard this news, I wept.

I felt responsible.

If I hadn’t discipled him, if I hadn’t baptized him, that he’d still be free.

But then I remembered.

Lieutenant Fun made his own choice.

He counted the cost.

He decided Jesus was worth it.

And one day he’ll hear those words every believer longs to hear.

Well done, good and faithful servant.

Enter into the joy of your Lord.

Pray for Lieutenant Fun.

Pray for his endurance.

Pray for his witness in prison.

Pray that he will lead other prisoners to Christ just as Paul did in Roman prisons 2,000 years ago.

Despite the intensifying persecution or perhaps because of it, the underground church in China continues to grow at an astonishing rate.

Current estimates as of early 2025 put the number of Christians in China between 120 and 150 million.

That’s more than the population of Japan, Germany, or France.

That’s more than the combined membership of the largest Protestant denominations in the United States.

And this growth is happening entirely underground, in secret, under constant threat of arrest.

In rural areas, entire villages are converting.

In some provinces, Christianity is spreading faster than the government can track.

In Hanan Province, for example, some estimates suggest 10 to 15% of the population are now Christians.

In urban areas, young professionals are embracing Christianity in massive numbers.

They’re using technology, VPNs, encrypted apps, blockchainbased communication tools to evade surveillance and connect with each other.

House churches are meeting in office buildings, in apartment complexes, in 24-hour cafes.

University students are forming secret Christian fellowships.

Uh they disguise their meetings as study groups or social clubs.

They share the gospel through coded language.

They baptize each other in swimming pools and bathtubs.

The creativity and courage of Chinese believers is breathtaking.

And the gospel is spreading to the most unlikely demographics.

I mentioned high-ranking officials earlier, but also Chinese military officers.

I know at least a dozen besides Lieutenant Fang, university professors, medical doctors, lawyers, business executives, even children of highranking party members, the princlings who are supposed to be the future of the communist elite.

Jesus is building his church in China and the gates of hell cannot prevail against it.

Oct 4 prophetic vision and call 85 to 100%.

Section 6 the 2026 disaster full revelation 85 to 92%.

Everything I’ve shared so far, my conversion, my persecution, my escape is prologue.

The real reason I’m recording this testimony is to deliver a warning about what’s coming in 2026.

I need to be very clear about something.

I am not a prophet.

I don’t claim to speak for God in the same way the biblical prophets did.

I’m simply a messenger sharing what Jesus showed me in visions.

This is not date setting.

I’m not claiming Jesus will return in 2026.

I’m not claiming the world will end in 2026.

I’m claiming that China will face a specific set of crises in 2026 that will shake the nation to its foundations and that these crises have global implications.

Whether my vision is 100% accurate in every detail may only time will tell.

Prophecy in the New Testament era is not infallible.

1 Corinthians 13:9, we prophesy in part, but I believe what I was shown is from God, and I cannot keep silent about it.

So, let me tell you in full detail what I was shown about the year 2026, crisis 1, economic collapse.

In the vision, I saw China’s economy, the second largest in the world, suffering a catastrophic collapse in 2026.

This collapse is not random.

It’s the result of decades of unsustainable policies, debtfueled growth, property speculation, corruption, and the Communist Party’s refusal to implement necessary reforms because reforms would threaten their political control.

Here’s what I saw specifically.

The property sector implodes completely.

The ever grand collapse of 2021 was just the beginning.

In 2026, yet the entire real estate market, which accounts for nearly 30% of China’s GDP, crashes.

Developers default on debts.

Banks holding those debts fail.

Millions of Chinese citizens who invested their life savings in property see their wealth evaporate overnight.

Ghost cities, those empty developments built purely for speculation, become symbols of waste and corruption.

The government tries to cover it up, but social media exposes the truth.

Anger spreads.

The stock market crashes.

The Shanghai Composite Index loses 40 to 50% of its value in a matter of months.

Foreign investors flee.

Capital controls are tightened, but that only accelerates the panic.

The Yuan devalues sharply.

The People’s Bank of China tries to defend the currency, but reserves are depleted.

The Yuan loses 30 to 40% of its value against the dollar.

Inflation skyrockets.

They ordinary Chinese citizens watch their purchasing power evaporate.

Unemployment surges, factories close, businesses fail.

The urban unemployment rate, which the government claims is around 5%, realistically hits 20 to 25%.

Millions of migrant workers return to rural areas because there are no jobs in cities.

Social unrest erupts.

Protests spread across major cities.

People demand accountability.

They demand their savings back.

They demand the party take responsibility.

The government responds with crackdowns which only fuels more anger.

This economic crisis doesn’t just affect China.

It triggers a global recession.

China is the world’s factory.

When China’s economy collapses, supply chains break, trade partners suffer, stock markets worldwide tumble.

Why is God allowing this? Uh because China’s economic miracle was built on injustice, stolen intellectual property, slave labor, environmental destruction, and a system that enriches party elites while ordinary people suffer.

God is exposing the lies.

Crisis two, natural disaster.

In the vision, I saw catastrophic flooding in the Yangty River Valley in 2026.

China has experienced flooding before, but what I saw in 2026 was unprecedented in modern history.

Here’s what I saw.

Unprecedented rainfall in the Yangty Basin.

Climate change, deforestation, and ecosystem degradation combined to produce extreme weather.

Months of relentless rain, rivers overflowing, reservoirs at capacity.

The Three Gorges Dam faces its greatest test.

This dam completed in 2006, is the largest hydroelectric dam in the world, and it was supposed to be a symbol of Chinese engineering prowess.

But it was built with corruption.

Shorty materials, cut corners, bribes.

Engineers have warned for years that the dam has structural issues.

Party officials ignored those warnings because admitting problems would be politically embarrassing.

In the vision, I saw cracks forming in the damn structure.

I saw water seeping through.

I saw engineers panicking, realizing that failure is imminent.

The dam doesn’t completely collapse, but it suffers a catastrophic partial breach.

Floodgates fail.

Water surges downstream in a massive uncontrolled release.

Cities downstream are inundated.

Millions are forced to evacuate.

Infrastructure, roads, bridges, power plants is destroyed.

Entire towns are submerged.

The death toll is in the thousands.

possibly tens of thousands.

The government’s response is inadequate.

Resources are stretched because of the economic crisis.

Corruption means relief supplies are stolen or sold on black markets.

The party tries to control the narrative, but videos and images leak online showing the true scale of the disaster.

Why is God allowing this? The Three Gorges Dam displaced over 1.

3 million people when it was built.

Villages were submerged.

Families were torn apart.

The environment was devastated.

And the project was driven by pride.

China wanted the world’s biggest dam to prove its superiority.

God is humbling the proud.

Crisis three, political upheaval.

In the vision, I saw the Communist Party fracturing from within in 2026.

Xi Jinping, who has ruled China since 2012 and secured an unprecedented third term and potentially lifetime rule.

A has made many enemies.

His anti-corruption campaigns punished rivals.

His centralization of power threatened other factions.

His CO 19 policies, especially the draconian lockdowns, angered the business class and ordinary citizens.

His aggressive foreign policy made China more isolated.

By 2026, in the vision, those enemies strike back.

Here’s what I saw.

Internal power struggles intensify.

Rival factions within the party, regional leaders, business allies, military commanders begin challenging she’s authority.

It’s not open rebellion, that would be suicide, but covert maneuvering.

Purges accelerate.

She responds by arresting suspected rivals.

High-ranking officials disappear.

Generals are dismissed.

Paranoia spreads through the party elite.

The military becomes a wild card.

Some commanders remain loyal to shei.

I others are loyal to rival factions.

The risk of a coup increases.

Corruption scandals are exposed.

As rival factions fight, they leak evidence of each other’s corruption.

Swiss bank accounts, hidden properties abroad, mistresses, bribes.

The Chinese public already angry about the economic crisis becomes even more disillusioned.

Ethnic tensions flare.

Weaguers, Tibetans, Mongolians, and other ethnic minorities see an opportunity in the chaos.

Protests erupt.

The government cracks down, but resources are stretched.

Hong Kong and Taiwan become flash points.

The regime may attempt a distraction.

military action against Taiwan or renewed crackdown in Hong Kong to rally nationalist sentiment.

But this risks international conflict which would make everything worse.

The Communist Party and which has ruled China since 1949 and claims eternal legitimacy is revealed to be fragile.

The emperor has no clothes.

Why is God allowing this? Because the Communist Party has claimed god-like authority, it demands worship.

It persecutes those who worship the true God.

And God will not share his glory with idols.

He is bringing down the proud.

Crisis 4, spiritual awakening.

In the vision, I saw the fourth crisis, but this one is not judgment.

This one is mercy.

Amid the economic collapse, the natural disaster, and the political upheaval, I saw millions of Chinese citizens turning to Jesus Christ openly.

Here’s what I saw.

The underground church is forced above ground, not by choice, but by necessity.

By 2026, there are so many believers, possibly 150 to 200 million, that hiding is impossible.

They the government is too overwhelmed by other crises to effectively suppress them.

Public baptisms occur in rivers and lakes across China.

Thousands being baptized in single events.

No more secrecy.

No more fear.

Open air worship services in public parks.

Believers singing hymns in Mandarin.

Sharing testimonies.

Preaching the gospel.

Police try to stop them, but there are too many.

And the police have bigger problems.

Riots, looting, disasters.

Bibles are distributed openly.

Printed Bibles, smuggled Bibles, digital Bibles suddenly everywhere.

The word of God spreading like wildfire.

Massive evangelism campaigns.

Believers seizing the moment.

People are desperate, scared, looking for hope.

Believers offer Jesus.

Millions respond.

Supernatural phenomena increase, more dreams of Jesus, more visions, more healings, more undeniable miracles.

Just the Holy Spirit moves in power across China.

Even party members and military personnel confess Christ, some publicly.

The regime can’t arrest everyone.

The floodgates are open.

What I saw was the fulfillment of the vision Jesus showed me in 2023.

The harvest he spoke of China’s great awakening, the largest mass conversion in Christian history.

Why is God allowing this? Because he loves China.

Because he has been preparing the underground church for decades for this moment.

because he is patient, not wanting anyone to perish, but all to come to repentance.

Second Peter 3:9.

The crises of 2026 are both judgment and mercy.

Judgment on a corrupt system, mercy on a desperate people.

Let me show you how the 2026 vision aligns with biblical prophecy.

that Revelation 16:12 speaks of the kings of the East in the context of end times events.

For centuries, Bible scholars have speculated about this.

Today, China is undeniably the king of the East, militarily, demographically.

Is 2026 part of that prophetic timeline? I don’t know, but it’s worth noting.

Matthew 24 and Luke 21 describe signs of the end times.

Nation will rise against nation.

There will be famines and earthquakes in various places.

People will faint from terror, apprehensive of what is coming on the world.

The economic crisis, natural disaster, and political upheaval I saw in 2026 fit this description.

But again, I’m not claiming 2026 is the end.

I’m claiming it’s a significant prophetic marker.

Acts 2:17-18 quotes Joel’s prophecy.

In the last days, God says, “I will pour out my spirit on all people.

Your sons and daughters will prophesy.

Your young men will see visions.

Your old men will dream dreams.

” This is exactly what’s happening in China now and will intensify in 2026.

Dreams, visions, supernatural encounters with Jesus across all demographics.

Matthew 24:14 says, “And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached in the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come.

” China is the last great frontier of global evangelism.

If 150 to 200 million Chinese become Christians by 2026, the gospel will have reached every nation in a meaningful way.

This doesn’t mean the end is immediate, but it means a major prophetic milestone has been reached.

Hebrews 12:26-27 says, “Once more I will shake not only the earth but also the heavens so that what cannot be shaken may remain.

” God is shaking China.

It everything built on lies, the economy, the political system, the atheist worldview will be shaken.

Only what is built on truth, the church will remain.

Am I just guessing about 2026? Let me show you why I believe the timing is accurate based on current trends.

In economic indicators, China’s debt to GDP ratio is currently over 300% among the highest in the world.

Property sector distress continues to worsen.

Country Garden and other developers defaulting in 2023 to 2024.

Youth unemployment is officially 20% plus, likely higher in reality.

Foreign investment is declining.

Companies diversifying away from China.

Current trajectory suggests major crisis within 1 to two years.

Natural indicators.

Climate scientists predict increasing extreme weather in East Asia.

Three Gorges Dam has shown structural stress.

Satellite imagery reveals deformationation.

Yangze basin flooding has worsened each year.

2020 was particularly severe.

Ecosystem degradation makes catastrophic flooding more likely political indicators.

Xiinping’s third term 2023 to 2028 is historically unprecedented.

Our internal resentment is building.

Anti-corruption purges continue.

Sign of internal power struggles.

Economic problems threaten the party’s legitimacy.

The social contract is breaking.

Nationalist rhetoric is increasing, often a sign of internal weakness.

Spiritual indicators.

Underground church growth rate suggests 150 million believers by 2026 is plausible.

Persecution is intensifying, often precedes breakthrough.

Young people are converting at accelerating rates.

Supernatural phenomena, dreams/visions of Jesus are being reported at unprecedented levels.

All of these trends point to 2026 as a likely convergence point.

Some will ask, “If God loves China, why is he allowing such suffering in 2026?” Let me answer first.

And this is not primarily about punishment.

It’s about correction.

Like a loving father disciplines his children, God is correcting a nation that has gone astray.

China has embraced atheism, materialism, and idolatry.

Worship of the party, worship of money.

God is showing the emptiness of these idols.

Second, persecution of Christians demands a response.

For decades, the CCP has imprisoned pastors, destroyed churches, tortured believers.

God is patient, but he is also just.

He will defend his people.

Third, the crises create openness to the gospel.

When people are comfortable and self-sufficient, they don’t seek God.

But when everything collapses, they become desperate for truth.

The crisis of 2026 will drive millions to Jesus who would never have sought him otherwise.

Fourth, God is exposing lies.

The Communist Party has built its rule on a foundation of lies.

Claiming to be infallible, claiming atheism is truth, claiming economic prosperity justifies authoritarianism.

God is pulling back the curtain.

Fifth, this fulfills God’s mission.

Jesus commanded us to make disciples of all nations.

Matthew 28:19.

China is the most populous nation on earth.

God is determined to reach Chinese people with the gospel.

And if crises are necessary to accomplish that, so be it.

Judgment and mercy are not opposites.

They often work together.

God judges sin to make way for mercy.

He tears down what is false to build up what is true.

So what should you do with this information? Let me address different audiences for believers in China.

Spiritual preparation.

Deepen your relationship with Jesus now through daily prayer, fasting, and scripture reading.

Memorize scripture in case Bibles are confiscated.

Practice spiritual disciplines that will sustain you through crisis.

Confess any unrepented sin.

Be right with God.

physical preparation.

Store food, water, and essential supplies, but don’t hoard.

Share with others.

Identify safe locations where believers can gather.

Build networks of trust within the underground church.

Learn skills that will be valuable in a crisis.

First aid, food preservation, etc.

Community preparation.

Strengthen connections with other believers.

Identify mature believers who can lead if current leaders are arrested.

Practice rapid communication methods, coded messages, a safe meeting protocols.

Plan for how to care for vulnerable believers, elderly, children, disabled.

Mental preparation.

Understand that persecution will likely intensify before it eases.

Prepare to lose material possessions, possibly freedom.

Decide now that you will not deny Jesus no matter what.

Remember, the early church faced worse and thrived.

Remember, you are not preparing for the end of the world.

You’re preparing for the birth of something new.

China’s great awakening.

For Chinese seekers, non-believers in China, do not wait.

If you’ve been curious about Christianity, if you’ve had doubts about atheism, if you felt an unexplainable pull toward Jesus, don’t wait until 2026.

Accept Jesus now while there’s still time to prepare spiritually for what’s coming.

Here’s how.

One, I find underground believers.

They’re closer than you think.

Use encrypted apps carefully.

Two, read the Bible.

Start with the Gospel of John.

Three, pray sincerely.

Jesus, if you’re real, reveal yourself to me.

Four, be willing to count the cost.

Following Jesus in China is expensive, but worth it.

Five, get baptized as soon as possible.

Don’t delay.

Even if 2026 is as severe as I was shown, those who trust in Jesus will have peace, purpose, and hope that circumstances cannot shake.

For Western Christians, wake up.

The largest revival in history is happening, and most of you are ignorant of it or indifferent to it.

Here’s what you must do.

Pray.

Pray for China daily.

Pray for persecuted believers by name.

Pastor Wang Yi, Lieutenant Fun, the others.

Pray for the 2026 crisis that God would use them for his glory.

Fast regularly for China support.

Support organizations helping persecuted Christians.

Voice of the martyrs.

China aid.

Open doors.

Donate generously.

Underground church needs Bibles, supplies, legal help.

Advocate politically where appropriate.

Pressure governments to address religious freedom.

Prepare.

The 2026 economic crisis in China will impact the global economy.

Prepare practically for potential recession.

Savings, food storage, etc.

Prepare spiritually.

Western church has been asleep.

Crises wake people up.

Learn.

Educate yourself about China’s underground church.

Read testimonies, watch documentaries, and follow reliable sources.

Teach your children about persecuted Christians.

Repent.

Repent of complacency and materialism.

Repent of ignoring suffering believers.

Repent of loving comfort more than Christ.

You live in freedom.

What are you doing with it? Are you using your freedom to advance the gospel globally? Or are you wasting it on entertainment and self-indulgence? When 2026 comes, will you say, “I prayed.

I helped.

I stood with the persecuted church.

” Or will you say, “I knew and I did nothing for CCP officials and party members.

” I know some of you are watching this.

You’re curious.

You’re skeptical, but you’re also searching.

I was one of you.

I know how you think.

I know the doubts you push down.

I know the cognitive dissonance you live with.

You know the party is corrupt.

You see the lies.

You know the system is unjust.

But you stay because leaving means losing everything.

Let me tell you, Jesus loves you.

He died for you.

He’s calling you just as he called me.

You can defect spiritually even if you can’t defect physically.

You can accept Jesus in your heart in secret right now.

And when 2026 comes, when everything collapses, you’ll be anchored to the rock while everything else crumbles around you.

Don’t wait.

The window is closing.

Section 7.

Direct addresses and final call.

92 to 100%.

I’m speaking now directly to those of you in China watching this in secret.

I know you’re scared.

I know you’re risking punishment just by watching.

I know the fear of surveillance, of social credit scores dropping, of police knocking on your door, of losing your job and your children’s future.

But I also know the hunger in your heart.

You’re searching for truth in a nation built on lies.

You’re searching for meaning in a system that reduces you to a cog in a machine.

You’re searching for hope in a culture that worships money and power.

That hunger is the Holy Spirit drawing you to Jesus.

If you’ve had dreams of a man in white, that’s Jesus calling you.

If you felt an inexplicable peace when you’ve seen Christians being persecuted, that’s the Holy Spirit witnessing to your spirit.

If you’ve read the Bible out of curiosity and found yourself strangely moved, that’s God speaking to you.

Don’t resist.

Don’t wait.

Accept Jesus now.

Here’s how to pray.

You can pray silently in your heart here right now.

Yes.

for Amen.

Jesus, I am a sinner.

I need you.

Forgive my sins.

Come into my heart.

Be my Lord and Savior.

I believe you died for my sins and rose again.

From today, I will follow you no matter the cost.

In your name, I pray.

Amen.

If you prayed that sincerely, you are now a child of God.

You are saved.

You are part of the family.

Now, one, find other believers.

Use encrypted apps carefully.

Signal, Telegram, others.

Two, get a Bible.

Digital is safer than physical in China.

Three, get baptized as soon as you can find trustworthy believers.

Four, start growing.

Read scripture daily.

Pray.

Fellowship.

5.

Be wise as serpents, innocent as doves.

Matthew 10:16.

Welcome to the kingdom, brother or sister.

We’ve been praying for you.

Your brothers and sisters in China need you, and most of you don’t even know they exist.

There are over 100 million Christians in China.

That’s more than the population of Germany.

more than the total membership of every Baptist, Methodist, and Presbyterian church in the United States combined.

And their suffering, 32 believers arrested every day, churches demolished, pastors imprisoned, children indoctrinated to betray their parents.

And what are you doing about it? Most of you, nothing.

You’re too busy with your comfortable lives, your entertainment, your career ambitions, your theological debates about secondary issues.

Meanwhile, believers in China are being tortured for the faith you take for granted.

And let me be blunt.

If you claim to love the global church, but do nothing for persecuted believers, your faith is dead.

James 21:17 says, “Faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead.

” Here’s what you must do.

Pray daily for China.

Put it on your calendar.

Set a phone alarm.

Make it non-negotiable.

5 minutes a day.

Is that too much to ask? Fast regularly for China.

Once a week, once a month, however often the spirit leads.

Combine prayer with fasting for breakthrough.

Give financially.

Support Voice of the Martyrs, China Aid, Open Doors, or other organizations helping persecuted Christians.

If you can afford five lattes daily, you can afford five lattes daily.

You can afford five lattes daily.

You can afford 50 per month to help believers who are risking their lives.

Advocate politically.

Contact your representatives.

They demand that your government address religious freedom in China.

Use your freedom of speech to speak for those who have no voice.

Educate yourself and others.

Read books about China’s underground church.

Watch documentaries.

Share information.

Most Christians know nothing about this.

Be the one who changes that.

Prepare practically.

When China’s economy collapses in 2026, it will trigger a global recession.

Prepare your family, store food, reduce debt, not out of fear, but out of wisdom, and use any surplus to help others, prepare spiritually.

Western Christianity has become soft, comfortable, lukewarm.

The church in China puts us to shame.

They have nothing, yet they have everything in Christ.

We have everything yet we act like we have nothing.

Repent.

Return to your first love.

Become the church Christ called you to be.

What? When 2026 comes, when the crisis hit China and the global economy shakes, you’ll be asked, “What did you do? How did you respond? Did you help? Did you pray? Did you care? What will your answer be?” I’m speaking to those of you in positions of power in China.

Government officials, party members, military commanders, police, intelligence officers.

I was one of you, senior colonel, party member for 27 years.

I believed in the system.

I enforced it.

I persecuted Christians because I thought they were enemies of China.

But deep down, and you know this, I had doubts.

Doubts I pushed down.

Doubts I ignored.

Doubts I tried to drown with alcohol and ambition.

You have those doubts, too.

You know the party is corrupt.

You’ve seen the bribes.

You’ve seen officials embezzle millions while peasants starve.

You’ve seen the lies in official reports.

You’ve seen how the system protects the powerful and crushes the weak.

You know the ideology is bankrupt.

Marxism promised a worker’s paradise.

It delivered gouags and famines.

Atheism promised rational enlightenment.

It delivered despair and meaninglessness.

You know the persecution of Christians is unjust.

You’ve met believers.

You’ve seen their peace, their joy, their love even for their enemies.

You can’t explain it.

You can’t replicate it because it’s supernatural.

You’re trapped.

You can’t speak the truth because speaking the truth means losing everything.

You can’t leave the system because leaving means being crushed by it.

But here’s what I want you to know.

Jesus loves you.

Not the party.

The party uses you and will discard you the moment you’re no longer useful.

Not the system.

The system will chew you up and spit you out.

Not atheism.

Atheism offers you nothing beyond the grave.

But Jesus loves you.

He died for you.

He offers you forgiveness, peace, purpose, and eternal life.

I know what you’re thinking.

If I become a Christian, I’ll lose everything.

You’re right.

You will.

But what you gain, Jesus, is worth infinitely more than what you lose.

I lost my rank.

I lost my pension.

I lost my wife and children.

I lost my country.

I lost everything.

But I gained Jesus.

And he is enough.

You can make the same choice.

You can confess Christ even if only in your heart.

At first, you can start reading the Bible in secret.

You can pray.

You can seek out underground believers.

And when 2026 comes, when the economy collapses, when the dam fails.

Uh when the party fractures, you’ll be standing on the rock while everything else crumbles.

Don’t wait.

The time is short.

There are already secret believers in the Communist Party, in the PLA, in the secret police.

You’re not alone.

Find them or let them find you.

Jesus is calling you.

He appeared to Saul who was killing Christians.

He appeared to me who was arresting Christians.

He’ll appear to you.

Respond before it’s too late.

My beloved brothers and sisters still in China.

You are my heroes.

You are the true patriots.

You love China more than anyone else because you love China enough to tell her the truth.

You worship in whispers, yet your faith shouts louder than any propaganda.

You have no buildings, yet you are the temple of the Holy Spirit.

You have no political power.

Your yet you are overthrowing spiritual darkness.

You are persecuted yet you are victorious.

In 2026, you will be tested like never before.

The crisis will be severe.

The suffering will intensify.

Some of you will be arrested.

Some will be tortured.

Some may die.

But you will also see the greatest harvest in China’s history.

Prepare now spiritually.

Fast.

Pray.

Study scripture.

Grow deep roots before the storm.

Practically strengthen your networks.

Train leaders, multiply disciples, store supplies.

Mentally, accept that suffering is coming.

Decide now that you will not deny Jesus no matter what.

Remember these truths.

Matthew 16:18.

I will build my church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.

Romans 8:37.

In all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.

Revelation 2:10.

Be faithful unto death.

And I will give you the crown of life.

The Communist Party will not last forever.

Empires rise and fall.

But the kingdom of God is eternal.

The party thinks it’s persecuting you.

It’s actually pruning you.

The church in China is growing stronger, purer, more powerful.

In 2026, when the crises converge, you will step into the light.

The world will finally see what God has been building in secret for decades.

And millions will come to Christ through your witness.

You are the vanguard of the greatest revival in history.

Hold fast.

Endure.

The finish line is in sight.

I love you.

I’m praying for you.

And I’ll see you either in China after the breakthrough or in heaven if not.

Stay faithful.

Let me end with hope.

2026 will be a year of shaking.

But it’s not the end.

It’s the beginning.

After the storm comes the harvest.

After the crisis comes the awakening.

After the darkness comes the dawn.

I believe, and this is my personal belief, not a prophetic declaration, that China will become a Christian nation in the 21st century.

Not through government decree, that would be a false conversion, but through millions of transformed hearts.

I believe Chinese Christians will become the greatest missionary force in the world.

The Chinese church, forged in persecution, will be unstoppable in evangelism.

They’ll send missionaries across Asia back to the Middle East, completing the circle of the gospel and to the ends of the earth.

I believe the 21st century church will be led significantly by believers from the global south, especially China.

Western Christianity though valuable has become too comfortable.

A the persecuted church has the fire, the passion, the courage that the global church needs.

I believe ancient prophecies about the ends of the earth include China.

Acts 18 says the gospel would spread to the ends of the earth.

For 2,000 years, the gospel traveled west from Jerusalem to Europe to the Americas, across the Pacific to Asia.

Now it’s reaching China, the most populous nation.

The circle is almost complete.

I believe when Chinese believers worship openly, and they will, it will be a sign to the world that no power can stop the gospel.

If Jesus can build his church in communist China, he can build it anywhere.

The Communist Party thinks it’s stopping Christianity.

It’s not.

It’s refining it.

It’s purifying it.

It’s preparing it for global impact.

China’s future is bright.

Not because of politics or economics, um, but because Jesus is building his church there, and nothing can stop him.

Let me be clear one final time.

I don’t know the exact day or hour.

Only God knows.

I’m not claiming to be a prophet in the biblical sense.

I’m a witness sharing what I saw.

But I know what Jesus showed me.

And I cannot stay silent.

2026 is not far away.

As I record this in early 2025, we have less than 2 years, possibly less than 18 months until the timeline begins.

This is not a joke.

This is not clickbait.

This is not sensationalism.

This is a warning from someone who gave up everything to deliver it.

Prepare spiritually.

Prepare practically.

Prepare mentally.

Don’t mock this warning.

Don’t ignore it.

Don’t forget it.

When it happens, when China’s economy crashes.

When the floods come.

When the party fractures.

Yeah.

When millions turn to Christ.

Remember this testimony.

Remember, you were warned.

And if you’re a believer, use the crisis as opportunities to share the gospel.

People in crisis are open to truth.

Be ready.

If you’re not a believer, accept Jesus before 2026.

Don’t wait until the crises force you to your knees.

Choose him freely now.

The clock is ticking.

Let me close with my personal testimony and prayer.

I lost my rank as senior colonel in the PLA.

I lost a pension worth millions of UN.

I lost my wife who divorced me under party pressure.

I lost my son who wrote an essay denouncing me.

I lost my daughter who was told I died.

I lost my country.

I’m a refugee now, unable to return to the land I love.

I lost everything.

But I gained Jesus.

And he is worth infinitely more.

While if I could go back to that night in January 2023, the night Jesus appeared to me, and choose differently, knowing I’d lose everything, I would still choose Jesus a thousand times over, 10,000 times, without hesitation, because Jesus is the truth.

He’s the way.

He’s the life.

And nothing else matters.

To my son, Gian, if you ever see this, I love you.

I didn’t abandon you.

I chose truth over lies.

God over the party.

I pray one day you’ll understand.

I pray one day you’ll encounter Jesus as I did.

I pray you’ll choose him, too, no matter the cost.

To my daughter, Hoying, you were told I died.

In a sense, I did.

I died to my old life.

But I’m alive in Christ.

I hope one day we’ll meet again and I can tell you face to face how much I love you and how much Jesus loves you.

To my wife Leon, I forgive you for divorcing me.

And I know the pressure was unbearable.

I pray for your salvation.

I pray Jesus will reveal himself to you.

To my former comrades in the PLA, Jesus is calling you.

Don’t wait until 2026.

Don’t wait until it’s too late.

I declare over China, Jesus Christ is Lord.

Not Xiinping, not the Communist Party, Jesus Christ is Lord.

I declare over the Communist Party, your days of persecuting the church are numbered.

God will not be mocked.

What you sow, you will reap.

I declare over the underground church, your finest hour is coming.

In 2026, the world will see what God has been building in secret.

Stand firm.

I declare over Chinese seekers, the gospel will reach you.

No firewall, no surveillance state, no persecution can stop the word of God.

I declare over 2026, God will be glorified in the crisis and in the suffering, in the harvest, God will be glorified.

Father in heaven, I pray for China.

I pray for the 1.

4 billion souls.

I pray for believers enduring persecution.

Give them strength.

I pray for seekers searching for truth.

Reveal Jesus to them.

I pray for party officials trapped in lies.

Set them free.

I pray for 2026 that in the midst of crisis, millions will turn to you.

May your kingdom come.

May your will be done in China as it is in heaven.

Use me.

Use this testimony to accomplish your purposes in Jesus mighty name.

Amen.

This is my testimony.

This is my warning.

This is my hope.

I’ve told you everything Jesus showed me.

I’ve shared what he commanded me to share.

Now it’s your turn.

What will you do with what you’ve heard? Will you prepare? Will you pray? Will you share this message? Or will you accept Jesus? Or will you forget this by tomorrow? Will you dismiss it as fear-mongering? Will you go back to your comfortable life and pretend you never heard? The choice is yours.

But know this, when 2026 comes, you’ll remember this testimony.

You’ll remember you were warned.

And you’ll have to live with whatever choice you made today.

Don’t let this message die with you.

Share it.

Let others know.

Especially those in China who need to hear it.

Time is short.

The storm is coming.

But so is the harvest.

Prepare.

Thank you for listening.

Thank you for caring.

Thank you for being part of this.

We may never meet in this life, but if you accept Jesus, we will meet in eternity.

Until then, stay faithful, stay strong, stay anchored to the rock.

God bless you.

God bless China.

God bless the global church.

Zen Yandrew Drui.

Goodbye.

May the Lord bless you.

Come quickly, Lord Jesus.

2026 is not far away.

Less than 2 years as I record this in early 2025.

The disaster I was shown is coming.

Whether the Communist Party acknowledges it or not, whether you believe me or not, this might be the last warning before that timeline begins.

So I ask you one final time, what will you do with what you’ve heard today? Will you prepare spiritually? Will you warn others? Will you pray for China? Will you support persecuted believers? Will you accept Jesus before it’s too late? Or will you let this fade into the noise of 10,000 other videos forgotten by tomorrow? The choice is yours.

But know this, when 2026 comes, you’ll remember this testimony.

You’ll remember you were warned.

You’ll remember you had a chance to respond.

What will your answer be when you stand before God and he asks, “I sent you a warning.

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