Winter of Discontent: George Washington’s Prophetic Vision

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Wednesday, January 9, 2013 14:11

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Originally published on PhantomsAndMonsters.com

Many believe the story to be authentic, but most historians believe it
is a legend, similar to the story of George Washington chopping down the
cherry tree. Historians point out the story of the angelic vision was
unknown during Washington’s life. It is first found in the writings of
Charles Alexander (1836-1927) who wrote fictional “dream” stories about
many famous Americans. Alexander wrote that in 1859, a 99-year-old man
named Anthony Sherman, who claimed to have been an aide to George
Washington, confided to the author. In the National Tribune, 1880, an article appeared giving an account of the “Vision of Washington” at Valley Forge. The article was reprinted in the Stars and Stripes on December 21, 1950.

The soldier mentioned as having a first-hand account of the “Vision,”
Anthony Sherman, was a soldier in the Continental Army. However,
according to his pension application, written by him, he states that he
was at Saratoga under the command of Benedict Arnold at the end of 1777
and only joined the main forces in 1778 in New Jersey just before the
Battle of Monmouth.

Anthony Sherman wrote:

You doubtless heard the story of Washington’s going to the thicket
in secret for aid and comfort from God, the interposition of whose
Divine Providence brought us safely through the darkest days of
tribulation. One day, I remember it well, when the chilly winds whistled
through the leafless trees, though the sky was cloudless and the sun
shown brightly, he remained in his quarters nearly all the afternoon
alone. When he came out, I noticed that his face was a shade paler than
usual. There seemed to be something on his mind of more than ordinary
importance. Returning just after dusk, he dispatched an orderly to the
quarters who was presently in attendance. After a preliminary
conversation of about an hour, Washington, gazing upon his with that strange look of dignity which he alone commanded, related the event that occurred that day.

THE VISION AND PROPHECY

“I do not know whether it is owing to the anxiety of my mind, or
what, but this afternoon, as I was sitting at this table engaged in
preparing a dispatch, something seemed to disturb me. Looking up, I
beheld standing opposite me a singularly beautiful female. So astonished
was I, for I had given strict orders not to be disturbed, that it was
some moments before I found language to inquire into the cause of her
presence. A second, a third, and even a fourth time did I repeat my
question, but received no answer from my mysterious visitor except a
slight raising of her eyes. By this time I felt strange sentiments
spreading through me. I would have risen, but the riveted gaze of the
being before me rendered volition impossible. I assayed once more to
address her, but my tongue had become useless, even thought itself had
become paralyzed. A new influence, mysterious, potent, irresistible,
took possession of me. All I could do was to gaze steadily, vacantly at
my unknown visitor. Gradually, the surrounding atmosphere seemed as
though becoming filled with sensations and luminous. Everything about me
seemed to rarify, the mysterious visitor herself becoming more airy,
and yet more distinct to my sight than before. I now began to feel as
one dying, or rather to experience the sensations which I have sometimes
imagined accompany dissolution. I did not think, I did not reason, I
did not move; all were alike impossible. I was only conscious of gazing
fixedly, vacantly at my companion.

“Presently I heard a voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and
learn,’ while at the same time my visitor extended her arm eastwardly. I
now beheld a heavy white vapor at some distance rising fold upon fold.
This gradually dissipated, and I looked upon a strange scene. Before me
lay spread out in one vast plain all the countries of the world —
Europe, Asia, Africa, and America. I saw rolling and tossing between
Europe and America the billows of the Atlantic, and between Asia and
America lay the Pacific. ‘Son of the Republic,’ said the same mysterious
voice as before, ‘look and learn.’

“At that moment I beheld a dark, shadowy being, like an angel
floating in mid-air, between Europe and America, dipping water out of
the ocean in the hollow of each hand. He sprinkled some upon America
with his right hand, while with his left hand he cast some on Europe.
Immediately a dark cloud raised from these countries and joined in
mid-ocean. For a while it remained stationary, and then moved slowly
westward, until it enveloped America in its murky folds. Sharp flashes
of lightning passed through it at intervals, and I heard the smothered
groans and cries of the American people.

“A second time the angel dipped water from the ocean, and sprinkled
it out as before. The dark cloud was then drawn back to the ocean, in
whose heaving billows it sank from view. A third time I heard the
mysterious voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic, look and learn.’ I cast
my eyes upon America and beheld villages and towns and cities springing
up one after another until the whole land from the Atlantic to the
Pacific was dotted with them. Again I heard the mysterious voice say,
‘Son of the Republic, the end of the century cometh, look and learn.’

“At this the dark, shadowy angel turned his face southward, and from
Africa I saw an ill-omened spectre approach our land. It flitted slowly
over every town and city. The inhabitants presently set themselves in
battle array against each other. As I continued looking, I saw a bright
angel, on whose brow rested a crown of light, on which was traced the
word “Union,” bearing the American flag, which he placed between the
divided nation, and said, ‘Remember ye are brethren.’ Instantly the
inhabitants, casting from them their weapons, became friends once more
and united around the National Standard.

“And again I heard the mysterious voice saying, ‘Son of the Republic,
look and learn.’ At this the dark, shadowy angel placed a trumpet to
his mouth and blew three distinct blasts; and taking water from the
ocean, he sprinkled it upon Europe, Asia, and Africa. Then my eyes
beheld a fearful scene: from each of these countries arose thick, black
clouds that were joined into one. And throughout this mass there gleamed
a dark red light by which I saw hordes of armed men, who, moving with
the cloud, marched by land and sailed by sea to America, which country
was enveloped in the volume of the cloud. And I dimly saw these vast
armies devastate the whole country and burn the villages, towns, and
cities that I beheld were springing up. As my ears listened to the
thundering of the cannon, clashing of swords, and the shouts and cries
of millions in mortal combat, I heard again the mysterious voice saying,
‘Son of the Republic, look and learn.’ When the voice had ceased, the
dark, shadowy angel placed his trumpet once more to his mouth and blew a
long and fearful blast.

“Instantly a light as of a thousand suns shone down from above me,
and pierced and broke into fragments the dark cloud which enveloped
America. At the same moment the angel, upon whose head still shone the
word “Union,” and who bore our national flag in one hand and a sword in
the other, descended from the heavens, attended by legions of white
spirits. These immediately joined the inhabitants of America, who I
perceived were well-nigh overcome, but who immediately taking courage
again, closed up their broken ranks and renewed the battle. Again, amid
the fearful noise of the conflict, I heard the mysterious voice saying,
‘Son of the Republic, look and learn.’ As the voice ceased, the shadowy
angel for the last time dipped water from the ocean and sprinkled it
upon America. Instantly the dark cloud rolled back, together with the
armies it had brought, leaving the inhabitants of the land victorious.

“Then once more I beheld the villages, towns, and cities springing up
where I had seen them before, while the bright angel, planting the
azure standard he had brought in the midst of them, cried with a loud
voice, ‘While the stars remain, and the heavens send down dew upon the
earth, so long shall the Union last.’ And taking from his brow the crown
on which was blazoned the word “Union,” he placed it upon the Standard,
while the people, kneeling down, said, ‘Amen.’

“The scene instantly began to fade and dissolve, and I at last saw
nothing but the rising, curling vapor I at first beheld. This also
disappearing, I found myself once more gazing upon the mysterious
visitor, who, in the same voice I had heard before, said, ‘Son of the
Republic, what you have seen is thus interpreted: Three great perils
will come upon the Republic. The most fearful is the third, passing
which the whole world united shall not prevail against her. Let every
child of the Republic learn to live for his God, his land, and the
Union.’ With these words the vision vanished, and I started from my
seat, and felt that I had seen a vision wherein had been shown me the
birth, progress, and destiny of the United States.”

“Such, my friends,” concluded the venerable narrator, “were the words
I heard from General Washington’s own lips, and America will do well to
profit by them.” – Anthony Sherman

—–

American spirits reached a low point during the harsh winter of
1777-78. British troops had marched triumphantly into Philadelphia the
previous autumn. Philadelphia was the largest city in the Colonies and
the seat of political power. After the British swept into Philadelphia,
the Continental Congress had flee to west, first to Lancaster then to
York.

VALLEY FORGE

Washington’s army had
spent the summer of 1777 fighting a string of losing battles. The
Americans harassed the British army in skirmishes and minor battles for
much of the fighting season. In the fall, the Americans showed pluck at
the Battle of Brandywine in September and the Battle of Germantown in
October. Yet the Americans were unable to keep the British out of
Philadelphia.

In December, Washington marched his tired, beaten, hungry and sick
army to Valley Forge, a location about 20 miles northwest of
British-occupied Philadelphia. From Valley Forge, Washington could keep
an eye on General Howe’s British army ensconced in Philadelphia.

At Valley Forge, there were shortages of everything from food to
clothing to medicine. Washington’s men were sick from disease, hunger,
and exposure. The Continental Army camped in crude log cabins and
endured cold conditions while the Redcoats warmed themselves in colonial
homes. The patriots went hungry while the British soldiers ate well.

Terms of enlistment were ending for many soldiers in Washington’s
army. The General wondered if he would even have an army left when the
spring thaw finally arrived.

General Washington was upset that local farmers were hoarding
much-needed food waiting to earn higher profits in the spring. Some
farmers even sneaked grain into Philadelphia to feed the British army,
who paid in gold or silver. With each passing night came more
desertions. Washington grew privately disgusted at the lack of
commitment of his so-called patriot fighters.

Then there was the grumbling of some in Congress and among some of
Washington’s own officers. Washington’s leadership skills were openly
questioned. Many said General Horatio Gates was better-suited to leading
the army. After all, hadn’t he scored a major victory in October at the
battle of Saratoga.? Within the environment of cold, deprivation, and
rebellion, how long could Washington and his army endure?

CONDITIONS AT VALLEY FORGE

Head Quarters, Valley Forge, February 16, 1778

Dear Sir: It is with great reluctance, I trouble you on a subject,
which does not fall within your province; but it is a subject that
occasions me more distress, than I have felt, since the commencement of
the war; and which loudly demands the most zealous exertions of every
person of weight and authority, who is interested in the success of our
affairs. I mean the present dreadful situation of the army for want of
provisions, and the miserable prospects before us, with respect to
futurity. It is more alarming than you will probably conceive, for, to
form a just idea, it were necessary to be on the spot. For some days
past, there has been little less, than a famine in camp. A part of the
army has been a week, without any kind of flesh, and the rest for three
or four days. Naked and starving as they are, we cannot enough admire
the incomparable patience and fidelity of the soldiery, that they have
not been ere this excited by their sufferings, to a general mutiny or
dispersion. Strong symptoms, however, discontent have appeared in
particular instances; and nothing but the most acitive efforts every
where can long avert so shocking a catastrophe.

Our present sufferings are not all. There is no foundation laid for
any adequate relief hereafter. All the magazines provided in the States
of New Jersey, Pensylvania, Delaware and Maryland, and all the immediate
additional supplies they seem capable of affording, wil not be
sufficient to support the army more than a month longer, if so long.
Very little been done to the Eastward, and as little to the Southward;
and whatever we have a right to expect from those quarters, must
necessarily be very remote; and is indeed more precarious, than could be
wished. When the forementioned supplies are exhausted, what a terrible
crisis must ensue, unless all the energy of the Continent is exerted to
provide a timely remedy?

Impressed with this idea, I am, on my part, putting every
engine to work, that I can possibly think of, to prevent the fatal
consequences, we have so great a reason to apprehend. I am calling upon
all those, whose stations and influence enable them to contribute their
aid upons so important an occasion; and from your well known zeal, I
expect every thing within the compass of your power, and that the
abilities and resources of the state over which you preside, will admit.
I am sensible of the disadvantages it labours under, from having been
so long the scene of war, and that it must be exceedingly drained by the
great demands to which it has been subject. But, tho’ you may not be
able to contribute materially to our relief, you can perhaps do
something towards it; and any assistance, however trifling in itself,
will be of great moment at so critical a juncture, and will conduce to
keeping the army together till the Commissary’s department can be put
upon a better footing, and effectual measures concerted to secure a
permanent and competent supply. What methods you can take, you will be
the best judge of; but, if you can devise any means to procure a
quantity of cattle, or other kind of flesh, for the use of this army, to
be at camp in the course of a month, you will render a most essential
service to the common cause. I have the honor etc. – George Washington, letter to George Clinton (Feb. 16, 1778)

Help came in the form of a Prussian volunteer, Baron Von Steuben. The
military leader was aghast at the lack of American discipline. At
Washington’s urging he trained the Continental Army, Prussian-style. The
troops slowly became more professional. Among the soldiers who
remained, confidence grew.

Over the course of the winter, the weather improved somewhat. Food
trickled in from the surrounding countryside. Many wives of soldiers
spent time at Valley Forge over the winter. Washington was able to quash
those who questioned his leadership abilities.

The Continental Army encamped at Valley Forge in the fall of 1777
with about 12,000 men in its ranks. Death claimed about a quarter of
them before spring arrived. Another thousand didn’t reenlist or
deserted. But the army that remained was stronger. They were fewer, but
more disciplined. They were weary, but firmly resolved.

The next year, 1778, brought greater fortune to the American cause.
While Washington froze at Valley Forge, Benjamin Franklin was busy
securing the French alliance. Now the war would be different indeed. – Washington at Valley Forge

—–

“Of all the dispositions and habits, which lead to
political prosperity, Religion and Morality are indispensable supports.
In vain would that man claim the tribute of Patriotism, who should labor
to subvert these great pillars of human happiness, these firmest props
of the duties of Men and Citizens. The mere Politician, equally with the
pious man, ought to respect and to cherish them. A volume could not
trace all their connexions with private and public felicity. Let it
simply be asked, Where is the security for property, for reputation, for
life, if the sense of religious obligation desert the oaths, which are
the instruments of investigation in Courts of Justice? And let us with
caution indulge the supposition, that morality can be maintained without
religion. Whatever may be conceded to the influence of refined
education on minds of peculiar structure, reason and experience both
forbid us to expect, that national morality can prevail in exclusion of
religious principle.”

George Washington’s Farewell Address, Sept. 17, 1796

**********

NOTE: many U.S. Presidents and military leaders had a prophetic
nature…it’s something that seems to go hand-in-hand with our nation’s
history. Much of what was said and conducted by our founding fathers has
been lost to time but it is quite apparent that their esoteric beliefs,
including Masonic rites and Rosicrucian ideals, demonstrate their
mystic predispositions and the basis for which the United States was
created. Judeo-Christian values are just the tip of the iceberg when it
comes to the common culture of the American experiment…Lon

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Right now, I would like to belive this given how dark things are getting.  I have always been disappointed by the prophetic in American Churches.  My experiences have been less than what I consider authenic given that a broken face clock is right at least twice a day... and these people that go about saying they hear from God are wrong... I cannot remember a single time where a "Prophet of God" in the Chruch has been proven correct in my experience.  Don't get me wrong... I want to belive... but I have be honest with myself.  Here's to the vision of George Washington.  I pray that it is authenic.  Hey, what can I say, I love my country.