The Witness of Tartus
Written on 9 April 2025.
The Witness of Tartus
The Day of Fire
It was on the fifteenth day of December, in the year of our Lord 2024, that the blast shook the city of Tartus. The media declared it an ammunition depot exploding—so immense it was, it registered as a magnitude 3.0 quake. But among the noise and the headlines, one man saw the truth behind the veil.
His name was Elias Mercer, a quiet man living near Haifa. A Christian. A King James Bible believer. He had long studied the signs of the times, the rise of falsehood, and the shadowed workings of governments. He was no stranger to secrets, nor to the long arm of the Mossad. But this—this was different.
The Pattern in the Dust
Elias acquired a copy of the seismic readings from Tartus. He compared them to those of the underground nuclear test conducted by North Korea. The patterns—identical. The P-wave signal, the intensity, the timing—all spoke of one thing: a tactical nuclear detonation.
He cross-referenced the radiation data taken weeks later—readings showed 60 times the background radiation. Even months on, levels were 6 microsieverts per hour. Elias remembered Nagasaki, remembered Inaba’s reports on Fukushima. The Tartus readings exceeded them both. No mere conventional weapon left such a mark.
"Behold, ye have sinned against the LORD: and be sure your sin will find you out." (Numbers 32:23)
The Agents of Deceit
Elias wrote a report. He compiled every comparison, every reading. He quoted physicist Hans-Benjamin Braun who had dared speak the truth before vanishing from public view. Elias uploaded the file, sent it to journalists, churches, pastors—yet none would touch it. Some links went dead within hours. Others redirected. Then came the men.
Two arrived, not in suits, but in silence. They did not speak until they were inside his home.
"The Lord Jesus rebuke thee," Elias had said.
They took his laptop, his phone, his hard drives. One of them whispered, "For your own good."
The Silencing
By January, Elias Mercer was gone. Officially, he had taken a sabbatical. The apartment was empty. His neighbors spoke only in hushed tones. A few remembered he read the Bible every morning in the courtyard. One had seen him pacing the night before he disappeared, Bible in hand, praying aloud Psalm 41:11:
"By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me."
The Great Cover-Up
The Mossad, with help from Shin Bet and guidance from intelligence handlers in the United States, pushed the narrative hard. Their contacts in media were told: “It was an ammo depot. Report only that.” Major outlets fell in line. The explosion was filed away in memory as yet another Syrian misfortune.
But radiation does not lie.
Neither do the prophets.
The Testimony Remains
Somewhere in a safe house, a backup remains. One of Elias’s friends had received the files before the blackout. A former physicist, now a believer, he swore to keep the testimony safe until the appointed time.
He often reads aloud from his KJV:
"For there is nothing covered, that shall not be revealed; neither hid, that shall not be known." (Luke 12:2)
The world may forget Tartus. The news cycle may move on. But truth has a witness. And it will not be silenced forever.