2025 FALL SERIES, CLASS 2 OF 10

ENDINGS AND BEGINNINGS

WITH THOTH, YESHUA, LORD MAITREYA

SEPTEMBER 14, 2025
CHANNELED BY LOIS HARTWICK
TRANSCRIBED BY SANDRA POCK

NOTE:  The session began with our regular Anchoring Light Prayer followed by our calling in our individualized Holograms of Love as we combined our regular world service with our channeled teaching for the evening.

POPE LEO: My dear sons and daughters, I speak to you with lips that tremble and a heart pressed down by the weight of what has been revealed.  What I am about to share does not come from opinion, nor is it shaped by the storms of politics. It is a burden laid upon my spirit by the hand of the Almighty.  In prayer, in silence, in long nights before the cross, I received a message of warning that cuts through the clamor of this age.  This warning, my children, concerns a man whose name is on countless tongues, whose presence divides households and nations, a man whose choices echo beyond his homeland. Yes, I speak of Donald Trump. Do not mistake my words for noise stirred by anger or flattery. Hear me with open hearts, because what is spoken now is a Divine Message America must not push aside.  You who are listening do not let your mind wander. Do not let your attention drift. This warning is not something to skim and forget. Stay with me. If you hear only a sliver you may miss the weight of Heaven’s call. What is at stake is not one man’s future, but the soul of a nation, and more still, the testing of faith for multitudes across the earth.

In my vision, I saw Trump at a crossroads. One path glowed faintly with righteousness. The other was wrapped in the shadows of pride and ruin. He trembled under a burden too heavy for any one person, yet the Lord allowed him to stand there, not as a king in his own right, but as a vessel through whom the heart of a people would be made known. I heard voices rising around him, some blessing, some cursing, some calling for his fall, others lifting him almost to a Savior’s place. Then the Lord spoke, “This man is not your Messiah. He is a mirror. Through him, you shall see what lies hidden in your own hearts.”  My children, do you hear it? Trump is not the warning. He is the instrument that carries it. The true message is not about him, but about you, about America, about every soul that must now choose between the eternal kingdom and the crumbling kingdoms of men.

The Spirit showed me America like a tree planted by living waters, once flourishing, fruitful, a shelter for many.  Now I saw its branches brittle, its leaves fading, its roots poisoned by pride and rebellion. The Nation cried for revival, yet her cries were swallowed by idols, wealth, lust, power. Then in the midst of this failing tree, Trump appeared like a storm.  Not rain to restore, but thunder to shake and lightning to expose what hid in darkness. Children, do you see he was permitted to rise so what lay dormant would come forth.  So corruption, division and apathy would no longer sleep unseen. A storm does not heal, but it can awaken. That is why America must listen, not because Trump is holy, but because his presence is prophetic.  A signal that the time of sleep has ended.

You Beloved, must take this seriously, for Heaven showed me the danger of distraction. Many of you watch with curiosity, hungry for gossip, for speculation, for the next uproar, yet blind to deeper reality. If you treat this like entertainment, you will miss the call to repent. If you dismiss it as mere politics, you will shut your ears to the voice of God speaking through the storm. I beg you linger here. Do not turn away. The words that follow are meant to ready you, to stir you, to keep your soul from drifting toward ruin.

I do not speak for applause. I do not speak for agreement. I speak because the Lord branded this fire upon my heart and commanded me to warn you.  America stands at a threshold and her choice will shape not only her fate, but the fate of generations yet unborn. So now I call you. Be steadfast. Be attentive.  Be prayerful.  For in the revelations ahead, the weight of this prophecy will grow heavier and the urgency sharper. If you cannot remain awake, you will miss the hour of your visitation. Do not let your eyes wander. Do not let your heart grow tired, for this message is not given to frighten you, but to rouse for you to the truth. Heaven cries out, repent, prepare and discern, for the warning has sounded and the time is short.

My children, as I continue to open this revelation before you, I must speak of a second part that was shown to me. The vision did not end with a man set at a crossroads, or a tree rattled by a storm, it deepened.  What I beheld filled me with awe and trembling. I saw Donald Trump not as a ruler upon a throne, nor as a victor crowned by applause, but as a figure bent under an unseen weight.  Around him surged a crowd cheers, curses, calls for justice, cries for revenge. Yet over every human shout rose a quieter, heavier voice, the whisper of God, “Do you not see? He is a sign, a marker on the path of nations. If America heeds the sign, mercy remains within reach. If she rejects it, she steps into judgment.” Do you hear the gravity in this children?  This is not about one man’s career or electoral wins and losses. This concerns the soul of a nation that once held high the torch of faith, and now wavers at the edge of shadow.

Then I saw America as a great city glittering at night, lights alive, towers reaching upward, streets humming with movement, until the lights began to flicker, the towers to crack, streets to tremble. At the center stood Trump, holding a torch. The flame sputtered, threatened by fierce winds from every side, and the Lord said, “This torch is not his. It belongs to the people. If they guard it, the flame will endure. If they despise it, the flame will go out.” My heart sank with understanding. Trump was not sent to save America, but to expose Her. He was set as a divider and as a test to show whether the people would turn to God or press on in defiance. Some clutch him as if he were salvation. Others hate him as if he were doomed. Both miss what is true.

Salvation is not in any man, but in the Lord who raises and casts down by his will. Then I saw assemblies of believers across the land.  Churches filled with prayerful fire in some places, heavy with apathy in others and on many lips, his name was spoken more often than the name of Jesus. It pierced me, for the Spirit whispered, “They have exalted the instrument above the Maker. They have trusted in flesh instead of turning their hearts to Me.” Do you grasp the danger Beloved? The warning cuts deeper than politics. It exposes idolatry to enthrone any figure, whether praise or despise above the Eternal, is to be deceived.  The storm around Trump has disclosed this fault line.  Who will cling to God alone and who will be swept by the world’s noise. In another scene, I saw a vast clock hung in the heavens, its hands pressing toward midnight. Every tick landed like a hammer shaking the ground beneath me, and the Lord said, “Time is not endless. My Mercy overflows, but it is not without limit.  America stands in her final hours of decision.  Will she repent or will she harden her heart?”

Trump was not the clock or its keeper.  He was like the sound of the ticking, loud, insistent, impossible to ignore, permitted to rob a nation and remind her the hour is late.  These choices will decide whether she has spared or shaken.  Children, the Lord has not abandoned America. He has allowed her to look into a mirror in this storm. The warning is sharp and the message plain, return to God for no ruler, no policy, no power, can deliver a people who despise the Giver of Life.  Do not receive this as text on a screen or add it to a course of opinions. It is given because time runs short. You who hear me are called to pray, not only for your nation and its leaders, but for your own heart.  When judgment comes, neither party lines nor slogans will save you, but faith in Christ, repentance and obedience to the Eternal Word.

Therefore remain with me and do not grow weary, for in the next unveiling I will show what lies beyond America’s choice and how this warning delivered through Trump is, in truth, a warning to every soul that listens today.  Children, as I move deeper into the revelation, my voice trembled beneath the weight of what was shown. For the vision was not only about Donald Trump as a man, nor about America as a nation of power, but of the unseen spiritual war raging beneath the surface. I saw a battlefield stretching farther than the eye could reach, yet it was not fought with weapons of men, no swords, no guns, no bombs. It was a war of spirits, with forces of light and darkness clashing over the Soul of America. At the very center stood Trump, not as a warrior of his own might, but as one being pulled in two directions.  One force urged him toward humility and the fear of God. The other lured him toward pride and ruin. Then the Spirit spoke, “This is not his battle alone. It is a reflection of a greater war that touches every heart, every home, every church.”

I understood in that moment that the warning given to Trump was tied inseparably to the warning given to all of you. If he falls into pride and leans upon human strength, his fall will be swift. But if the people who watch him fail to see their own reflection in his trial, they too, will be swallowed by the same darkness. I then saw America rising like a great eagle, its wings stretching across oceans, strong and proud in flight.  Yet its feathers began to drop one by one, leaving it exposed and fragile and on its back clung a rider, fighting to stay upright as the wings weakened. That rider was Trump, not steering the eagle, but carried by it, shouting words drowned by the roar of winds.  Again, the Lord said, “Do you see he is not the master of this bird, but a passenger.  The eagle survives, not because of him, but because of whether the people cry out to Me for Mercy.”  My heart broke for I realized how misplaced the hopes of many have become. Some despise the rider and believe, if he falls, the eagle will heal. Others exalt him and believe, if he remains, the eagle will soar again. Both are mistaken. The eagle is sustained only by the hand of the Lord.  If America does not repent, both eagle and rider will fall together. The vision grew darker, and I saw a sea of faces, millions of Americans gazing at glowing screens, fighting and dividing over Trump’s name. Some lifted his image high like an idol. Others destroyed it in hatred. Yet on both groups, I saw chains around their wrists. The Spirit whispered, “They are bound by distraction, prisoners of division, slaves to the noise of this age.”   Children, how grave this is.  For when people are bound by anger, pride or misplaced hope, they cannot hear God’s whisper.  They cannot recognize the hour of their visitation.

The enemy does not care whether you love or hate Trump, so long as you forget Christ in the process. That is why America teeters in danger. The enemy has turned eyes toward earthly battles while blinding hearts to the Eternal One. And yet, in the middle of the darkness, I saw a remnant, a small company of men and women bowed in prayer, not for Trump’s success or defeat, but for God’s mercy, for His will, for His kingdom to come.  Their prayers rose like incense, forming a shield of light over the land. And the Lord said, “For the sake of these few, I will delay the full measure of judgment. But if they grow weary, if their voices fade, the storm will break without restraint.”

Beloved, this is the call for you who listen now.  You are invited to be among the remnant to pray, not as the world prays, not as politics demand, but as Heaven requires with humility, repentance and unshakable faith. Know this, Trump is only a sign post. America is one nation among many. The real battle is for your soul, your eternity, your faithfulness to the living God. The warning is not only for him, not only for leaders, but for every heart that hears. If pride rules you, you are no different than rulers who fall.  If fear governs you, you are no different than nations trembling without God.  So the spirit compels me, “Do not waste this hour. The storm clouds gather quickly. The trumpet is at the angel’s lips.  The time for hesitation is gone. Hold fast to Christ, for He, alone, is the anchor when the earth shakes.”

Remain with me for in the next revelation.  I will unveil the aftermath that comes if America ignores this warning.  What I saw shook even the strongest within me.  Children, the weight of the fourth vision pressed upon me with such force that even as I speak, my spirit trembles.  For the Lord didn’t only show me the warning, he revealed what would follow if the call to repentance is ignored. I saw America as a shining city, towers reaching upward, streets bursting with noise and pride. Yet in a moment the lights dimmed, the towers shook and crack split the very foundations. And the Spirit said, “When a nation forgets the one who raised her, Her glory turns to dust.”  I saw storms unlike any natural force, economic collapse that emptied homes, cities torn by unrest as neighbor turned against neighbor, leaders shouting from podiums but offering no answers. The Eagle I had seen before now staggered, wings broken, unable to rise.  Trump once clinging to its back, now stood bewildered on the ground.  Powerless before the fury. It was not his fall alone that struck fear, but the fall of millions who had placed their hope in him rather than in the Lord.

Understand this beloved, misplaced hope brings collapse, not only in politics but in spirit. The vision carried me further.  I saw families divided not just by politics but by bitterness that poisoned their love. Churches too became battlegrounds.  Pulpits thundering not with the gospel but with earthly disputes. Some pastors defended Trump as though salvation depended on him, while others hurled curses as though hatred were holiness.  Both were blind.  And the Spirit whispered, “Where my Son should be exalted. Men exalt idols.  Where my word should bring peace, it is wielded as a weapon for division.” I fell to my knees in grief for I saw Satan rejoicing not over one man’s failure, but because an entire people lost sight of Christ.  I tell you, with heaven’s authority, if America tears herself apart through this blindness, she will collapse from within before any enemy touches her. The strongest armies will not shield her. The greatest wealth will not preserve her, and the proudest leaders will not save her.

Then another scene unfolded, Trump seated among advisors, yet none could give true counsel. His face was troubled, his words confused. His Spirit restless, and the Lord said, “Behold the man who thought he could command destiny. Yet now Destiny commands him. Behold the leader who is thought to rebuild, but cannot rebuild his own heart without me.” This was not shown to shame him, but to remind all who watch no leader, no matter how mighty, can guide a nation without divine wisdom. If Trump ignores this call, he will be broken. If America ignores this call, she will be shattered.  Though mercy still lingers at the door, the door will not stay open forever. The most terrifying part of this vision came with silence. Streets once alive were empty, voices of leaders faint,  the once proud standing alone. I asked Lord, why this silence? And he answered, because when a people refuse my voice in peace, they shall hear only the silence of judgment. Then I saw flames rise in scattered places, fires not of revival, but of unrest, civil chaos and fury, unrestrained.  Yet even there, light remained. I saw remnant men and women who refused to join the hatred, who prayed with broken hearts, who lifted not Trump’s name, nor America’s, but Christ’s alone. Their prayers glowed like lanterns against the night.

Children listen well; the future is not fixed. This vision was not shown as destiny, but as warning. The Lord speaks clearly, “If my people called by my name, will humble themselves and pray, turn from their wickedness, I will hear from heaven, forgive their sins and heal their land.” The true question is not what Trump will do, nor what leaders will decide. The question is, what will you do? Will you cling to idols and watch them fall, or will you cling to Christ and see His Lights break through? Time is slipping like sand through the fingers of this nation, and soon the hourglass will empty. Children do not delay. Do not take this warning lightly.  For in the next vision, I will reveal what the Lord showed me of America’s final chance. How one decision, one choice, will determine whether she sees revival or ruin. Children, the final vision I must share with you is the heaviest of all, carrying both the shadow of doom and the spark of hope.

The spirit pressed upon me that this is America’s last chance. She will not be warned again in this way.  I saw a great clock suspended above the nation. Its hands racing forward, not by ordinary time, but by the urgency of Heaven’s decree. Each tick thundered like a drum across the land, and I heard the words, “The hourglass empties.”  The season of decision is here. Then Trump appeared once more, not in glory, not in power, not surrounded by applause, but standing at a crossroads.  One narrow path stretched before him marked by a cross blazing with light. The wider roads spread in every direction, lined with banners of pride, wealth, power and influence.  Glittering with false promise. Trump’s eyes wavered between the light and the glittering roads, torn, unsettled, unable to step forward.  And the Lord whispered, “As with this man, so with this nation.  Both stand at the crossroads.  Both cannot delay forever.  A choice must be made.”

I trembled and asked Lord, what if they choose wrongly? The Spirit carried me into a vision of fire, not flames that comfort, but flames that consume. I saw cities burning, not by foreign bombs, but by the anger of their own people. Homes broken.  Children cursing parents.  Churches locked not by outside persecution, but by division within.  The land turned barren. Rivers dried.  Wells vanished. Towers collapsed into rubble.  The eagle that one soared over America lay still on the ground, wings charred, eyes closed. The Lord said, “If they choose pride, I will withdraw my hand, and their enemies will not need to strike, for they will destroy themselves.” But then, in mercy, another vision came. I saw Trump on his knees in secret, not on stages of applause, but alone, weeping before God, whispering not my will, but Yours be done. I saw churches repenting, not for politics, not for power, but for neglect of the gospel, for abandoning the poor, for letting pride creep into their hearts. I saw families reconciled, neighbors grasping hands instead of raising fists. Then the eagle rose again, feathers restored, shining brighter than before, soaring higher than in generations past. And the Spirit declared, “If they return to me, I will heal their land. If they bow, I will lift them. If they cry out, I will answer.”

Children, do you see the weight of this final message? It is not about Trump alone, though he is a sign post. It is about you, your families, your churches, your nation.  Revival or ruin, mercy or judgment, life or death, these choices rest not only in the hands of presidents and kings, but in the hearts of the people. Each prayer is a stone laid on the narrow path. Each act of humility is a step toward healing. Each surrender of pride unlocks Heaven’s blessing. Yet if the people mock the warning, cling to idols of power and wealth, the flames I saw will not delay.  So I speak with urgency, trembling and love that burns for your souls. The choice is now. Do not wait for leaders to repent before you repent. Do not wait for nations to bow before you bow. Do not wait for Trump to seek the Lord before you seek Him. For God looks not only to palaces and parliaments, but to living rooms, kitchens, churches and fields where his children whisper his name in truth.

Spirit says, “One remnant can save a nation. One prayer can move Heaven; one choice can change history.” America stands at the crossroads. The hourglass is nearly empty, and the Lord’s voice thunders, “Choose this day whom you will serve.” May you choose Christ. May you choose life. May you walk the path that leads not to ruin but to eternal light. For this is the last chance.  When the clock strikes its final hour, there will be no turning back.

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THOTH:  This is Thoth.  I wanted Lois to present this information today because it is extremely timely, in its essence coming to Earth, and because we have been all working on a specific schedule to ascertain our own positions and ways we transmit information to the planet, to those who are able to receive it in whatever form it comes forth. You are listening to me, and have been through Lois as a channel, because you are receptive to such information. There are others who might hear in a church setting, or perhaps Bedouins sitting in the desert connecting with stars at night. The actual connection point is irrelevant. It is simply that it be met through the forms that are able to transmit and those that are able to hear.  You are ambidextrous, in many respects, able to hear in a variety of forms. But this is particularly important because the time and the hour is nearly here.  It has been the work you have been connected to for eons of time. You are here to present and to hold in place a network that made possible for Christ Consciousness to enter this earth plane and to become a part of reality seen in the physical form. But it is, in fact, an energy that is compiled of the very essence of your Beings, all of you as part of God.

Now is the time for you to open your hearts to receive and become fully that which you are.  To extend this information, this reality, this energy, to the lives you walk upon this earth.  To not follow necessarily the standards, or perhaps I should say lack of them, that are present in your country today.  Often it is things are done in a given manner and one must follow them or they do not attain the good, desired result. Yet this has taken people down a path that no longer covers any safe journey, but rather demise. You do not see that yet, or perhaps have not experienced that, but it will come.  It will come in such a manner that you are no longer safe, nor able to retreat for not listening to your hearts and knowing the true essence of who and what you are. So it is that even though we are working on the topic of beginning and end, it may seem paradoxical. It is not. It is accurate. It is where we are and the crossroads of what is chosen or will be ahead.

All of you have needed to hear this in another form, from another one beside myself. It is also the words that will be presented after me in this session today that will be guiding lights for those you might hear or see more easily than myself.  It is an awakening time.  Some of you have found disillusion within these times for the outcomes that you expected and expressed need to be present have not necessarily fallen in place.  Even if they have for yourself, perhaps not your family, nor neighbors or friends, or if at a job the type of business that is being run.

You recognize there is a journey that takes one afar from what you might be carrying and know so firmly within your heart. Let it be that you examine your lives at this point.  In your meditations ask to be shown, what, if anything, needs to be altered or changed on the journey that you have taken, either within or reflected without.  There may be nothing for all of you have stood a very steady ground from those early times when you came and gathered together and made a covenant with God.  Yes, a covenant, in which you are here to express the energies that were made to carry on this earth. That does not mean deviations, disguises and detours cannot be ordained or followed in some respect.

Now it is a time for the self-examination and rewriting any aspects that you are shown that need a greater harmony and love put to them. Make your time this week geared towards this activity, toward this intention, toward this mastery of these times on this plane for that is what you all are. That is what you came here to do. That is the purpose and reason for your lives this given time, but carried from other given times as well. This energy you are able to imprint upon this earth or make that which is ahead, filled with much further grace, rather than grief ahead.  I would like for you to understand that all of us who work with you eternally are committed toward this outcome of The Christ walking earth.  Of being your leader, but known as your heart.  I am Thoth among you. Thank you.

YESHUA:  You have come as I called you.  You have been part of my reality and existence for as long as I can remember.  Every one of your hearts are open and dear to me. I am exploring all potentials for greater assistance and awakening on this planet before it is too late and people suffer, once again, but more than they have understood or can choose to follow in their hearts. Far too many will leave.  Far too many will be in dismay and no longer believe in the potentials they are able to create and be and actually are. I inhabit every Being on this planet, everything, yet so closed off in many ways that you do not see this potential everywhere.  You see fleeting aspects. You feel within your Beings the need to have faith for those examples are so rarely shown to you.  Yet they are everywhere but hidden. I ask for this time to be the opening all of you have sought for so long and have stood steady in my name, for this opportunity, this moment and time.  I am among all of you waiting, and waiting.  Be in my heart.  Be of my energy. Know it as yours as well. This is the time for you to be heard, to be seen, to be known, to express moments of love or sharing, care and divine nature in all that you do.  Let us be together once again. Feel my presence among you. Let it be the love that we share together. This has long been planned.  Now our time has come to be together once again.

MAITREYA:  There are moments and times in all lives that have significance and no turning back.  We have reached that time.  And though spoken of as a crossroads, there are truly only three directions to go in, not four.  The fourth is a retreat and the fourth is a going backwards.  This has already been stamped in place. It is now what you desire ahead and choose. Choose well my children.  This is Maitreya.  Good night.

LOIS:  This is the end of the session for this evening.

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All:  Thanks and love were given to Thoth, Yeshua, Lord Maitreya and Lois for this channeling tonight from all attendees.

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