Prophecy News - 'Message to the Remnant Bride', given by Ruach, the Holy Spirit, to Sammy Omosh, end of July to 11th August, 2025

If you don’t read this to the end, you won’t get the message. Sammy Omosh is from Kenya, and he describes a very different society to what we live in, in the West.

 

Message to the Remnant Bride
8/11/25 4:12 PM
Sammy Omosh
Kenya 🇰🇪

**Towards the last week of July**, I got a phone call from my dad. He told me he was sick and needed to consult his doctor. However, he needed some help with a certain task, so he requested I come along to assist, as he would be out for consultancy and possible treatment. The person employed within the yard had also fallen ill, so there was already a gap being experienced. This meant I had to travel within hours and shelve some of my plans.

What he underestimated was my arrival time the next day. He expected me in the afternoon given the travel logistics, but by God’s grace, I was there by 9 AM. He knows my ability to handle heavy tasks—painting, gardening, etc.—so within hours, I was laboring on a demanding job in and out of the house, alone. This started at 11 AM and lasted until 6 PM. I was like a mechanic working on an automobile—you can picture it.

When I finished, I ensured I’d attended to the hundreds of broiler chickens. Feeding and watering them is no walk in the park! My dad found me doing this. Later, my cousin, who lives nearby, invited me for a sleepover. I was so exhausted by bedtime, I don’t even remember praying.

Then, a vision unfolded:

I saw a large table with people I know in real life seated around it, like at a graduation party. One of them would soon “leave.” The others knew this—hence the ‘bash’ for him. When asked, *”Are you ready to go?”* he replied, *”I’m ready like yesterday.”* I woke up at 5:45 AM.

Ruach spoke to me in a still, small voice:  

“The remnant bride should do their last acts of kindness and spend quality time with loved ones, including young kids.” He reminded me how He’d stirred my four-year-old nephew to ask his father when I’d visit next (I last saw them in March, though I always speak to them on calls). When my niece was younger, she’d ask, *”Why don’t you stay with us?”*—heartbroken whenever I left. This shows our bond. Now, I’m writing this far from home but visiting them tonight to fulfill my pledge to my nephew.

This message is for the harvesters.

By now, you should know if you have a harvest-related assignment. Confirm this personally—it’s not for the entire body of Christ. Ruach also revealed that my father was pleased with my prompt response to his request. No amount of money would’ve appeased him like my availability for urgent errands. Does that ring a bell?

I’m to release this message by **August 2025**.

The Vision of the Table and the Call to Kindness

When I finished high school, it was common to throw parties for those pursuing studies abroad. Their absence would be felt deeply. Those at the party wondered: Would the person leave for good or return after studies? Doesn’t that ring a bell?

Years ago, in a dream, I saw a family friend struggling—even putting food on the table was difficult. Without that revelation, I wouldn’t have believed it. They lived (and still do) in a multi-million-shilling home in Nyali, Mombasa—an affluent, high-class neighborhood. Kenyans know this area. There’s an idiom: “The rich also cry.” Electric fences and gates are common here.

When I traveled to the coast, I arrived unannounced. By 10 AM, I was in the city center. I went straight to the office of “Momma” (my mother’s best friend, whom I called by this name). Her coworkers knew me because she’d introduced me before. She told me they were stunned that our families—from two rival tribes in electoral politics—were so close. She even called me her son, telling them, “I have a son who lives in Nairobi.”

It was a Saturday. After work, we went shopping in Likoni. I pushed the largest trolley and told her to fill it with whatever she needed—I’d pay. She hesitated at times, worried I’d run out of cash, but I assured her it was fine. After paying, we headed home—only to find the power disconnected due to unpaid bills (3–4 months in arrears). I asked for the bill, paid it via my phone, and tipped the technician who restored power that evening.

She has four children:
– A daughter now in the U.S.
– Another working at the Tea Auction in Mombasa.
– A son who’s a medical doctor.
– Another with a stable job.

Back then, only Momma worked, carrying the financial burden alone. So I took turns taking the kids out—to Diani, Malindi, etc.—for lunches and trips. I wanted them to forget their hardships.

Their father lived rurally. Once, he fell sick—his eyes turned yellow. He was diagnosed with cancer and rushed to India for treatment. Fundraisers were organized in Nairobi, pulling contacts from everywhere. Momma called me from India, and I checked on Papa every fortnight. Even in their absence, I kept visiting my “second family,” which touched Momma deeply. Sadly, Papa passed after four months.

Lesson:

When others face misfortune, what do we do? Often, we abandon them or judge: “They’re being punished for sin.” Yet the “judge” never sought Abba’s clarity. I’ve seen Muslims and Hindus rally around their own in crises. Job didn’t deserve his trials—was he sinful? (See Job 1–42.) Some backslide because no one helped when they needed it most.

A cousin who teaches in private kindergartens once told me why she avoids Christian schools: “It’s like jumping from the frying pan into the fire.” Stories from teachers who’d left Christian schools confirmed her fears. Why is this so?

Strange Behavior in Children

Lately, I’ve noticed odd behavior in kids. A 2½-year-old in my neighborhood spreads her arms when she sees me, asking to be carried. I oblige when I can. Visitors from the West marvel at how quickly their kids bond with locals here—our society isn’t “closed.”

Revelation:

These children will soon disappear from the earth. Show them love *now*—I don’t know the timing.

My Father’s Story: Acts of Kindness

When my dad finished high school, he won a scholarship to study Aeronautical Engineering in the U.S.—but a British principal blocked it due to academic rivalry. Forced to enroll locally, he faced British professors. Once, he fell ill and returned home for treatment (my grandpa worked in a gov’t hospital). By recovery, exams loomed. He crammed frantically, passed all units *except* Drawing and Design. Instead of a retake, he was told to *repeat the entire year*.

His dad (a lab tech) secured him a Canadian scholarship through an Anglican bishop friend. In Halifax, an elderly lady hosted him, her family showing him cities like Toronto. She even tried arranging citizenship for him (hinting at a match with her niece). Had it worked, I might be writing from Canada today!

Point:

Kindness transcends borders. The remnant must act *now*—for loved ones *and* strangers.

The Three Raptures

1. Children & Innocents: Around the 3DDs (sudden disappearance). Parents unaware will mourn like in Exodus.
2. Remnant Bride & Harvesters: Pre-3DDs. They’ll preach globally, heal, and feed the hungry (astral travel? No passports needed).
3. The Rest: Post-3DDs (1 Thess. 4:16–18). Many will still reject the Gospel.

Warning:

Post-rapture, the Four Horsemen’s wrath will peak. No exemptions—even left-behind pastors will suffer equally.

Final Notes

8/8/25 Vision: A man told me, “The buses will arrive at the terminal for boarding.” (Symbolic—discern meaning.)

Timeline: September–November 2025 (not later).

Luke 21:22 (Days of Vengeance): Heavy on my spirit—quoted in 20+ translations/languages for clarity.

Left-Behind Scenario: A former eschatology student turned mocker, consumed by materialism, faces God’s wrath.

Closing Prayer:

*May the grace of Yeshua—the Bright Morning Star, Root of David, and Chief Shepherd—keep you steadfast until that Day. Amen.*

 

Links-

Message to the Remnant Bride
https://444prophecynews.com/message-to-the-remnant-bride-sammy-omosh/

Mary’s Messages
/spirit/2020/05/marys-messages-to-help-us-during-tribulation-period-2517355.html