I knew this encounter recorded in America’s Home Invasion (two years ago) had an astounding futuristic lesson in it. TODAY’S headlines are pointing to that season right now. A growing moral dilemma is expanding at our southern borders, causing great division among people who would normally agree, even of those in the Church. God is not a democrat or republican. He is God. The answer is corrective to a nation of lawlessness, that let greed and slavery of all kinds, replace good moral judgement. Those who have prospered and gained in this, by flooding the border with illegal aliens, have been at the helm of the ship, until recently. Still, there are those who are tirelessly working to exploit this condition at the borders to serve their own narrative, where now only the media is their helm and rudder.
As a crisis it has come to a head. Because America is being corrected for her waywardness. Making America great again is actually a disciplinarian act of God, and that includes whom He lets practice at the helm, even now. It is not easy because strongholds have been erected in the land, due to years of our disobedience and subsequent captivity. We have just recently broken out from under the jurisdiction of a foreign spirit. The gallows and rope, of a Haman kind, is still swinging in the wind. But a plot and a craft is being turned around. Let us pray that it is not only being delayed. The confrontations are not abating, they are mounting up. Were it not for the following encounter I wouldn’t know what to think! But, God has made me see His sorting hand through all of this as a prophet intercessor, as HE does for all those who set themselves to pray for a nation. America will have to right her wrongs. At the same time we have laws and borders for a reason. As we have property lines, locks, and doors. Let us learn from:
America’s Home Invasion.
My husband left the house at 5:44 am February 8, 2016. I was in our upstairs bedroom working on my website. This was very unusual because normally I’m downstairs with him every morning at this time. He came up the stairs to say good bye, before heading out the door on a trip he was taking. I heard the front door close in the living room behind him. The only light on in our room was from the iPad I was working on. I turned it off, and was surprised on how utterly dark it was on the entire second floor. I waited for my eyes to adjust, but it didn’t change the pitch blackness in the room. I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face! I thought this to be odd because we have several windows on that floor. I was so put off by how black it was in the room that I decided to go down stairs; though I wasn’t frightened by the darkness, It just seemed too dark and so I wondered if David had turned off every light in the house, including the porch light, and I wanted to make sure the porch light was on. I reached over to grab my phone, but as I did I heard a rustling down on the main floor, and then the distinct sound of footsteps carefully walking up the stairs. I thought it must have been David, but I knew he would have called up to me if he had forgotten something and returned home.
At this point I began to slip into a harrowing realization that a stranger was in my house, whom I suspected didn’t know I was there, and couldn’t see any better than I could.
I grabbed my phone and slipped onto the wood floor beside the bed, it was cold but at least I was hidden from the door, on the other side. The foot steps continued more and more confident, and then I could tell whoever it was- was standing at the top of the stairs, I could hear some one else was below him, as the perpetrator entered my room. Somehow, I knew they really thought the house was empty and didn’t expect me to be there …