Cuba, A Prophetic Marker
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So many are losing sleep these days wondering what the future holds. As long as we have done all to stand, we stand therefore; putting on the FULL armor of God! This is an “end of your day” podcast reminding us of the trustworthiness of God towards HIS faithful ones. ENJOY the peace that transfers over in this podcast, and get some R and R.
RESTING IN READINESS.
Blessings in CHRIST – deana
A podcast w/ deana barnes
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And Go so loved …
Surrender yourself to me in Holy abandonment, says the Lord. Let go of those things you have embraced that centered you- but, are not of me. These built-in stabilizers are old garments sown to the new, and many works are in a perpetual ripping, says the Lord of Hosts, who leads HIS people beside still waters to restore their soul. From this place of an organic gathering they mount up with wings as eagles, they run, without being wearied, they walk and not faint. Nothing more than the still waters is needed to find renewal, refreshing, and revival. This is simply drinking from the waters that I have led you to, what ever landscape you find them in. I am the still waters of your soul. Drink of me, no matter where you are. For there I am, also. Is it not in that place where my image is most clear, reflecting as a mirror? Daily you shall see yourself as I do in the light of the Son, if you take the time to do so. Lean in and drink of me as it were from still waters, and I will restore your soul. One day, my armor clad ones- you will learn nor teach war no more! You will lead the nations in exchanging their war equipment for tools of the harvest. Where a country will no longer fall into eternity with out CHRIST, IN ONE HOUR. Rather, entire nations will be harvested for the Kingdom of God. Masses of people once reeling in wars and famines will be fed, in one hour. They will beat their spears into pruning hooks, their swords into plows shears, nation will not rise against nation, nor will they learn war any more. The glory of the latter house will be greater than the former. Trust in this saying, you will see. The intervals of rest and journey, will bring you there. Resting in my provision, resting in my presence. Journeying in my way, progressing in my kingdom. This with demonstration and in power.
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He will judge between the nations and will settle disputes for many peoples. They will beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks. Nation will not take up sword against nation, nor will they train for war anymore.
… these men revile the things which they do not understand; and the things which they know by instinct, like unreasoning animals, by these things they are destroyed. Woe to them! For they have gone the way of Cain, and for pay they have rushed headlong into the error of Balaam, and perished in the rebellion of Korah.…These are the men who are hidden reefs in your love feasts when they feast with you without fear, caring for themselves; clouds without water, carried along by winds; autumn trees without fruit, doubly dead, uprooted; wild waves of the sea, casting up their own shame like foam; wandering stars, for whom the black darkness has been reserved forever. It was also about these men that Enoch, in the seventh generation from Adam, prophesied, saying, “Behold, the Lord came with many thousands of His holy ones.
In the Church, shadows are diminishing, so with them shades of grey. They that love the shadows, and live in flickering casts of light, even in the spectrum of those variances… are they who love darkness. This is what we have before us in these days, gathering shadows going into the night, while the light of the GOSPEL OF JESUS CHRIST, surges ever brighter. Isaiah 60. I’ve said this once before in another publication and I’ll say it again, CHRIST Church will be astounded at who will walk out of darkness, right before their eyes, and greet them as they step into the Kingdom of God’s dear SON! At the same time we will be awestruck at those we thought we knew stepping out of that brightness, and glory, to fade into the night. The time has come and we are in it. Right in the middle of it.
Prayerfully, intercessors will delay some judgements earmarked for this coming fall, while a pressing disease will be battled at every portal and border seeking immunity of our immune system. Defying logic, we will make strides in immune system health but fail to carry this same design of defence over to our nation’s borders. This malignancy of profound blindness, coexisting with the all seeing electronic eye will continue to astonish those who have eyes to see, and ears to hear. There are no walls to breach, nor watchman to set them on, no stealth is needed to enter the lazy ports. The trespassers, who violate the law, have no inner restraints. Will they not easily join up with lawlessness that plagues the land, already?
If continual prayer and fasting does not prevail, this will be the enemy that hides among us. A foreign set of ideals to flare up against our own when we stand for those ideals in America. Likewise, and equally alarming, our foreign policy in the Middle East will need prayer, without end, throughout the spring of 2015 and beyond, as war looms on the horizon. This as the 100 year anniversary of World War I approaches us with a similar occurrence of a total eclipse due August 21, 2017 A Total Solar Eclipse similar to the one that tracked across the U.S., in the same way June 8, 1918. Just a few months after America’s entry in the war, and the onslaught of the Spanish Flu pandemic, that took over 500,000 American lives. Is America cycling into another pattern of wars and pandemics, accented by blood moons, and solar eclipses? Joel 2 …And there shall be signs in the heavens and the earth …
Two years and three months ago, in a dream that announced Obama’s second term, I saw Syria flare up in the Middle East and bleed into all the countries it has now, Turkey, Iraq, Iran. Even beneath, below, above, and side to side of it. While the American Bald Eagle found itself in the form of Obama, lying motionless on its back in the sand. This dream is how the Lord revealed to me that Mr. Obama would be elected a second term, which has been documented on various prophetic sites, just prior to his election. More recently, another prophetic marker mentioned in the article makes its appearance, this regards our foreign policy dealing with Cuba. Right after Cuba is seen in the dream, the American Bald Eagle in the Form of President Obama runs out toward the middle of the Middle East. You will have to click the link below to read about this prophetic dream. There you will see where we are at in the time line because of the mention of Cuba and the blow back we seem to be suffering regarding Libya’s Gaddafi, right now.
This for me, highlighted once again, the accuracy of this dream given to me October 17, 2012. Called Strange Bird Obama’s Second Term. As best as I could tell the time line for what could be a grave military failure, or, a foreign policy disaster taking place right in the center of the Middle East, is landing in the middle of President Obama’s second term. Because I believe (nourish the expectation) that God raises up intercessors to pray for governments and nations in order to save lives. He doesn’t give us dreams to entertain us. But, desires that we would partner with HIM in these end-times, for the saving of the lost. He did with Nineveh and Sodom and Gomorrah. The Spirit of the Lord let his friends in on what is coming, like He did with Abraham, who was a friend to God, and like Jesus did with His disciples warning them of the destruction of Jerusalem in 70 A.D. They were his disciples and companions.
God sent Jonah to warn Nineveh because HIS heart was moved with compassion over all the innocents in the land. They responded to Jonah’s preaching, and judgement was delayed. We are moving toward something so big, it is beyond our understanding; but, we know it intuitively. Surely, God does nothing with out revealing it to His prophets before hand. Many, still do not understand the gravity and responsibility of that privilege. Jesus told the disciples to pray their flight would not be in winter, for then tribulation like no other would be suffered, nothing like it ever known. Should we pray any less, for now the green tree has become dry?
Yet, we are those ones referred to by Daniel, (even those found through out the entire age of the Church) who did/ and shall do great exploits, that is THEY WHO KNOW THEIR GOD! Last week I specifically asked the Father to turn over certain high profile injustices that I felt fed-up with in my spirit. He answered that prayer so specifically, I could not deny that my intercession was heard by God in this matter. He is waiting for us to partnership with HIM and become a part of the 2nd Book of Acts, in these end-tiimes. We are seeing storms deferred, as well as draughts lifted, and crop yields improve, rather than fail as predicted. God is able to make a difference through us if we will stand up and be the Church Triumphant!! Amen and Amen.
For lack of guidance a nation falls, but victory is won through many advisers.
Folly brings joy to one who has no sense, but whoever has understanding keeps a straight course.
A person finds joy in giving an apt reply– and how good is a timely word!
Plans are established by seeking advice; so if you wage war, obtain guidance.
Regarding the dream, Strange Bird, I believe that what I saw was correct; but, interpreting the vision correctly is often a challenge, that seers face. I know this for a fact- from Libya to Afghanistan and everything in between I saw this STRANGE BIRD wearing the same hats that we often have seen both Gahdaffi and Castro wearing, and now it is a little unsettling that many are accusing the presidency of the U.S. as a dictatorship. That would mean our foreign policy is that of a dictatorship, of sorts. It was that same hat the Strange Bird was wearing, in the dream of
October 17, 2012, when he landed flat on his back in the middle of this volatile region, silhouetted against a spreading conflict that was bleeding like water colours across the map from Syria, into Jordan, Turkey, Iraq, Iran and reaching for Kuwait …
The silhouette I described that I saw in the dream, lay there motionless with no one coming to help. Understand what was written in this article was over two years four months ago and published the November 5th 2012 and again January 2013. Prophetically describing much of what has transpired in 2014. Pray that our troops have nothing to do with what looks like a serious catastrophe for America in the Middle East. My prayer is that President Obama will not tread far beyond the authority of Congress and the will of the American people. For wisdom has many counsellors.
Of course, we should always pay what ever the cost to rescue our Christian family and the innocent from being slaughtered at the hands of the jackals roaming the haunts of Babylon; yet, we cannot strengthen the enemies of Israel, promote sexual perversion, and pre born infanticide among the nations, and expect our conduct to not move us away from the protective hand of God. Certainly, if our meddling with HIS land, and our influence among the nations work against HIM can we expect reprieve? What kind of judgement is it that we would be suffering loss from our own hardware in a land of so much conflict and uncertainty?
If we must involve ourselves and for humanity’s sake it seems that we must, it should be done with fear and trembling, with supplications, and humility, in our solemn assemblies. Family of God let us pray and repent of our sins, and intercede with out ceasing for America and our suffering brothers, and sisters, in this hour. Will we not be held accountable, oh watchman?
In your arrogance you were lifted up in your heart before all the nations. Ezekiel 31,32.
America’s Solar Eclipse And The Shaw Of Iran Iran And America From One Solar Eclipse To Another/ Monday, August 21, 2017 Solar Eclipse To Be Viewed Across America/ Operation Eagle Claw Solar Eclipses and America’s Dealings with Iran 1979 Previous To 2017 /The Last Total American Solar Eclipse Was 1918 Similar Track/ World War I And The Spanish Flu Pandemic. Total American Eclipse.
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A podcast that sums up what abiding in CHRIST really is. How to live and walk in the SPIRIT, as a citizen of the Kingdom of God.
Remnant Nation Radio w/NeWinePouring.com is a prophetic (and often poetic) view of the sojourning bride of CHRIST, in our world today.
Joining the voice of the Spirit and the Bride in their end-time ministry that calls for Christ’s return.
Over a span of 33 years Deana has ministered in outreaches, prisons, jails, churches, and women’s meetings. After several years in property, business, and people management, the Lord called her aside into a life of prayer and writing in 2007. Her teaching articles and prophetic words have been viewed by individuals from 104 different countries, where recorded visitors are fast approaching 100,000. At the time she accepted Christ, in 1978, Deana received an open eye vision of the Lord handing her a blazing torch out of heaven that lit up the night sky; she was 17 years old. Later, she would understand that experience to signify a commission of God to an end-times prophetic ministry.
Let the message of Christ dwell among you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom through psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude in your hearts.
Thank God for the spiritual giftings of the Holy Ghost, that enable us to recognize the diversity of operations among the callings of God in the ministry of intercession. In other words intercessory prayer ministry has as many facets to it, as there are anointings. A work championed in the unseen realm, needing discernment among the saints of God!
1 Corinthians 14:15
Well then, what shall I do? I will pray in the spirit, and I will also pray in words I understand. I will sing in the spirit, and I will also sing in words I understand.
… speaking to one another with psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit. Sing and make music from your heart to the Lord,
Have you received the Holy Spirit since you believed? This question was asked by Paul when he encountered disciples of Christ on his journey as an Apostle. Why would Paul ask disciples of Christ if they had the Holy Spirit? Is that not an automatic for all those baptized in water? All those who believe in Christ? Not according to the scriptures. Tune in as Deana takes us on a short excursion through Acts revealing two separate baptisms. The baptism of water, and the baptism of the Holy Ghost, and fire.
Behold the voice of the cry of the daughter of my people because of them that dwell in a far country: Is not the LORD in Zion? is not her king in her? Why have they provoked me to anger with their graven images, and with strange vanities?
The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved. For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me. Is there no balm in Gilead; is there no physician there? why then is not the health of the daughter of my people recovered?
The Harbinger Bounty
In 1960 the Bounty was built in Nova Scotia for the 1962 film, Mutiny on the Bounty. It has also been used in the Pirates of the Caribbean films, Dead Man’s Chest and At World’s End. Still, it went down in the waves, known by all, as the Tall Ship Bounty. Her movie titles, alone, paint a prophetic picture that cannot be denied. They give credence to the suggestion that Bounty’s last tragic performance, cried out a warning as she made her final bow on the stage of America’s coastal waters.
The more I look into the details of Bounty, I cannot help but see a prophetic story behind the story, that suggest earnest warnings we can’t ignore. A symbolism of TITANIC proportions that lies with in its epic journey. (And I mean that literally since the sinking of the Titanic on April 15, 1912, also, was said to have profound prophetic value.) Bounty’s unusual story begins with CHRISTIAN FLETCHER (who was Bounty’s Mutineer) naming his first born son THURSDAY OCTOBER. The child THURSDAY, was born October 14, 1790. It would be 222 years later, ON A THURSDAY IN OCTOBER, that the Ship would depart from its safe haven, from the New London harbour in Connecticut. An unlikely name to mark a departure 222 years in advance. That alone is a notable coincidence.
The Tall Ship rests as a side note to a storm far bigger than any she has ever faced.
Hurricane Sandy, in her own right, holds parallels of the storm to come that will trouble our own waters, if we don’t act on warnings that the SPIRITUAL LIGHT HOUSES in the land, are trying to convey to a sleepy nation. To see it for yourself I will give you the keys. But, first read my story. After that, research on your own and see if you cannot discern the prophetic warning crying out to us from the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean 90 miles southeast of of the Cape Hatteras Lighthouse. Bounty Sailed off, that fateful day, from New London which is graced with great beacons of its own, along the coastline. Only to falter in the waters of America’s largest brick lighthouse four days later. Christian America, are we not houses of light? Are we not sounding the alarm loud enough, shining our light bright enough?
Again, it was a THURSDAY in OCTOBER, the 25th of 2012, just days before the election that Bounty set sail from the Harbour of New London, Connecticut, to avoid what it fell into, headlong, in an attempt to “skirt” the storm. I wonder, should America leave her proverbial harbours, in a weakened economy, to toss in the torrents of what many are predicting could lead us into World War III? You see, it was Bounty’s failed generators that sealed her demise while she tossed, vicariously, in a whirlwind of unprecedented circumstances. Will America’s economic generators fail her in the storms of the Sand? So much like The Tall Ship Bounty trying to skirt the squalls of the Frankenstorm Sandy, that we can equate to the opening theatre of World War III.
The etymology of Sandy meaning- “In the Nature of the Sand” Remember, Governor Christy tried to re-build after Sandy hit, and that effort burned down. The fire was due to faulty electrical wiring from the previous structure. IF THE FOUNDATION IS BROKEN WHAT CAN THE PEOPLE DO? How about a national day of repentance before we arrogantly decide to rebuild? Look what we are facing in the land of sand, if we don’t step back, humble ourselves and seek God? I’m speaking to Christian America, mind you. After building our lives with out a moral compass to see us through our storms we run headlong into one far more menacing, with far more lives at stake. Truly, as the parable warns not to do … WE have done it any way. Jesus plainly warned us not to build our house on the sand, rather, Jesus said, “Build your house on the ROCK.” America, could you have not put your trust in Christ?
Two years later, the story of the Tall Ship Bounty continues to parallel as a HARBINGER of things to come, if we do not heed the prophetic warnings voiced in her tragic demise. The beautiful replica of a ship whose sails proudly billowed in the sea breezes of years gone by, is now a story, fully supplied with the cargo of prophetic detail cautioning us not to flirt with a WORLD WIDE tempest, while our economic engines, and generators are failing.
BOUNTY’S story is a sign, paralleling AMERICA’S Economy in her tragic story. A fatal decision is made to move the TALL SHIP BOUNTY out to sea, in order to avoid what is titled THE STORM OF THE CENTURY, but instead of going around it, the TALL SHIP BOUNTY is steered into the path of the HURRICANE SANDY. Later it is reported that the engine, and the generator, that pumped water from her hull, both failed.
Bounty took on water and sank beneath the crew. Taking with her, a direct descendant of the original BOUNTY’S mutineer, and her captain. The weakened economic engines of AMERICA and the GENERATORS that are failing her, will not support the unpredictable path of what is to come. Will we heed the WARNINGS? WILL AMERICA’S OARSMEN STEER her headlong into STORMS she will not be able to survive? (Ez.27) Shall HER BOUNTY SINK BENEATH THE WAVES? See the incredible parallels of BOUNTY’S History and warnings out of EZEKIEL 27. WOULD THAT BOUNTY HAD RESTED IN NEW LONDON’s harbour, the cradle of former awakenings. Link below.
Did the humbling of our American leaders who were steering us headlong into the Syrian conflict come as an answer to our prayers, the last time around?
What secrets are hidden in the wisdom of Bounty’s prophetic counsel, that is directly tied to Ezekiel 27? Should America take the beating of her bountifulness, with in her own harbours, rather than facing off the storms of the SAND?
Does the story of Fletcher Christian parallel the generational fruition of the seeds of mutiny?
Can patriotic Christian America humble herself before God?Are there foundational errors and arrogances Christian America need to own up to?Fletcher (seller of arrows) Christian Bounty’s Mutineer. Will Christian America repent for selling out her arrows (Children) even her posterity for the purposes of that which is the nature of the SAND?
Psalm 127:3-5 Children are as arrows, Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.
2 Chronicles 7:13-14
…”If I shut up the heavens so that there is no rain, or if I command the locust to devour the land, or if I send pestilence among My people, and My people who are called by My name humble themselves and pray and seek My face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, will forgive their sin and will heal their land. “Now My eyes will be open and My ears attentive to the prayer offered in this place.…
Following that prophetic marker regarding the seller of arrows, should America have ever sold our weapons to unstable characters in the Middle East? Is that ever wise? Where is the wisdom of God, America? Will her own war arrows defeat her efforts in the middle east, as her economic generators fail? America, repent turn back to the harbour. The region of your former awakenings. Pray for Jerusalem, that she would have peace. Stop murdering your pre-born children, feed, clothe, and shelter Christ himself, who is our brethren, near and far. Be a rescuer, not a fool in wars with the haters of the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. Only God can unravel what you have done, He is able.
NEXT: Let’s move on to the next page with these three keys. 1. The Tall Ship Bounty represents America, blessed. 2. The Sandy Hurricane represents the War of the Century. 3. The Captain of the Bounty represents the American Infrastructure, both in counsel and form. All other prophetic parallels and markers have been identified.
The Tall Ship Bounty and Sandy Enigmas.
An American Harbinger
Pretty Coats and Burial cloths
A Prophetic Word
I have them that are like my son Joseph, whom I have brought through grievous trials. I’ve brought them from the depths of prison, both literal, and spiritual. Regardless the failure, or in Joseph’s case the false accusations- In your scars still looms the past, that I want to heal forever by reminding you that I have put my signet ring upon your finger, that you may not forget, in all your leading, (in the pointing of the good way) who it is that is YOUR father. I’ve draped you with my robe of righteousness, not only is this garment (a robe for covering), but it is a mantle where by I have called you to walk in. It is that thing that you should not put off, but you shall wear it always. It covers all things you lack in, from head to toe! Let it give you MY peace.
Receive for your mind my peace not torment, my love not fear, go out now from this place where I have met you, with these things to always remind you who you are, your inheritance is in me, your heritage also. For the pretty coat worn by the boy caused him many trials, as it did Joseph of old, it is gone now ripped and dispersed. It was meant to be your burial cloth, as was Joseph’s coat of many colors, rather it was preserved to testify, the one who wore it is dead. The old man is dead. Mourn no more over former glories, I drew the line my son, it was ME.
My coat is not made of man made materials, nor is it the glory of men. You have been renewed, now, and though the seven more wicked than the others have haunted you, you have filled yourself with me. They have found no place. We are here together now. This battle is won in me. My son we have conversed much at the gate of your inheritance, we have spent many days in your days of renewal. Come now and see all that I have in reserve for you. Your allotments in me. WEAR my Kingdom like a garment, never put it off. Of a certain it is RIGHTEOUSNESS, PEACE, AND JOY in the HOLY GHOST.
You stand on the sidewalks of salvation, before you tower the great columns of the porticos’ of peace, the entry way of our fellowship, the place of our communion. Let us sit beyond these doors and rest with in these walls, when you rest with me you are in the highest form of alertness. Am I not the captain of the Host of heaven? I know how to rest, laugh, sing, and war. When David rested from wars he fell into sin. I know how to balance all of the above in a perfect harmony of watchfulness and wakefulness.
In this place, you will see as I see, and be able to properly discern the day, and all its watches. You have longed for the days of renewal, and sought to set its order, but the order that you have seen in days gone by, will not be in the days to come. Not only has the furniture been moved around, but the address isn’t the same. You never exit the gate you came in from. For the glory of the latter house will be greater than the former. Remember, my son- the Tabernacle of God is with men. The fire by night and cloud by day that leads a mobile assembly, in the Spirit, will have no walls.
Let not man’s perimeters, that quench my Spirit be your walls, even your limitations. Live with in the walls of my kingdom, and your work will not be limited. The questions of “how” will dissolve when the proper platforms are raised. Here in, you will fulfill the calling where by I have called you with, says The Lord. Monuments made of walls, with stones erected by men, who cut them out with their own hands are not where I have called you, nor is it where one should spend ones life in the pouring in of their goods or time. But, it truly is the mountain of the Lord, made not by human hands where I’ve called my people to stream to.
Now it shall come to pass in the latter days That the mountain of the Lord’s house Shall be established on the top of the mountains, And shall be exalted above the hills; And all nations shall flow to it. Many people shall come and say, “Come, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, To the house of the God of Jacob; He will teach us His ways, And we shall walk in His paths.” For out of Zion shall go forth the law, And the word of the Lord from Jerusalem. He shall judge between the nations, And rebuke many people; They shall beat their swords into plowshares, And their spears into pruning hooks; Nation shall not lift up sword against nation, Neither shall they learn war anymore.
Though many houses and many high walled places may call to you, and you shall stand with in them and preach my word, know your heart rests in Zion. Your spirit rests with in my house whose Chief Corner Stone the builders rejected, is it of no wonder you have been rejected, also, oh Living Stone? Where I am not, know you are out of place, also. They want the beauty of your colors, to crown their works, but not the order that supplies your proper settings. My jealousy for you, my son, has closed many doors, and been the cause of much rejection, let your wounded soul be healed knowing, I have not rejected you but I have chosen you. Living Stone you are set already, in a house made with out hands.
I have fashioned and formed you myself to fit where I have placed you, you are not displaced, but set among those that are mine, through the eyes of the Spirit, you will begin to understand true order. True placement, and finishing processes that perfect those placements, set by my Spirit, says the Lord. Then not only will you comprehend yourself as a living stone among many that makes my house, but you shall, also, be able to identify, and confirm my preparations in others releasing them in to my divine order, this is the true apostolic work of my kingdom of which you are being called.
The patience you will need to wait in- is for the embedded Stones captive in religious settings, even used to crown the works of men, to be dislodged from their satanic strongholds, in order that your ministry will locate and properly line them up for the order of my house, says God. Wait upon me, for this I am perfecting you. ( I see the Father holding smooth stones in His hand as if to clear them from the dust of where He brought them out of) these are those the Father is preparing to be entrusted to one who has been acquainted with their infirmity. (I hear in my spirit that the cutting of stones is a delicate operation, and this is, also, the Father’s work- extracting diamonds from the rough, new converts with clean slates, not marred by religious settings.)
These are those entrusted in the hands of those of whom I’ve anointed to equip them, you shall see them through my eyes, and in my ability that I’ve given you. You shall prepare them for their proper settings, in my house made not with hands of men, but this will be done by my Spirit, through you, for it surly is not by might nor by power, that my lively stones are placed in their settings in my kingdom, says the Lord. Note: In Christ there is no male no female Greek or Jew. But, I kept hearing the Lord Say, “I will be a Father to those Son’s like Joseph, (they have no Father but God, because of injustice in the earth.) This is to say for a lack of spiritual Father’s, as well. I also, saw that the Father wept over the orphans of the earth, and the widows. Hebrews 12.
The Blood Moon An Exclamation Point
The Spirit of the Lord is saying, “I want them to get this right. To Understand what the message truly conveys in all my prophetic rehearsals.” The day they point to (in type) are revisited in shadows, every year. This shadow passing over the moon, is a sign unto my people that the rehearsals are passing over into their final phase of fruition. Embarking upon the journey that will bring them to their highest point. As the rehearsal for a wedding is played out to make sure all understand their participation.” Until that final day.
(Christ concealed, in them and then revealed, yet concealed still, from the Jews, Until the great day of His revealing where all will see HIM whom they have pierced.)
“But, now. In all your getting get this, says the Lord. Understand this feast to know me as YOUR Shelter. What more can I do? I’ve sent my servants the prophets as I have promised, I confirm my word with signs and wonders following. In all your knowing know this: He that dwells in the Shelter of the Most High abides in the shadow of the almighty. In this is the days of your joy. In this is the harvest of all your provision you will have need of. In this I am present with you, not a memory, not a peaceful thought, but an abiding presence. Am I not the vine, as you are the branch? As you abide in me- life flow will be the course that sustains you, in draught. As I sustained the children of Israel in the wilderness, and gave them daily manna to strengthen them, is not the Bread OF Life my Son who sustains you in all your degrees of famine, says the Lord? Rest assured, I Am. Abide in the vine, dear ones, for with out the vine you can do nothing of yourself.”
The simple reason why the Blood Moons are showing up on Jewish Festivals. The larger picture stands before us as a mystery whose details are yet to be unfolded. The immediate message, however, is too obvious to escape our attention! Join us at the Remnant Nation Radio podcast recorded this evening. w/ dee barnes
Hear my cry, O God; Attend to my prayer. From the end of the earth I will cry to You, When my heart is overwhelmed; Lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For You have been a shelter for me, A strong tower from the enemy. I will abide in Your tabernacle forever; I will trust in the shelter of Your wings.
I know this journey has become very difficult for you, but I want you to know that you have not failed me, but in truth it is a passage way, a deep and narrow step off the beaten path. Yet, it is the way. I am the way, remember that. You are in me, and I in you, WE are in the Father. My Spirit has compelled you to come hither, and you have answered that call, but it has brought you to this place, that feels like a hollowed canyon, where an endless stream has cut through a path for you, and still the waters flow … This the way of the deep, calling.
This road I’ve brought you on to travel has (increasingly) proven to be more narrow, and more difficult, as time moves on; still, I am with you. Did I not say, “Lo, I am with you always?” It should comfort you to know there is no other way for you to go, for you are walled in with me, so deep, so narrow, and so high there can be no wrong turn from here. For we have converged upon THE MOUNTAIN now, there is no where else for you to go, remember those days your heart would swell with joy when you stood from it so far? From a distance cool rains and sunsets washed a glory mist upon it, and you wept for the beauty of it? Knowing, someday, someday … Well beloved SOMEDAY has come, for my people are converging upon the mountain of The Lord, and it will test and try you but know this for certain, there was a time when you had many ways that you could choose to go, but you have chosen THE WAY, and have embarked upon HIS path, did I not say straight is the gate and narrow the path that leads to life and few their be who find it?
Now follow me, nothing that you have done wrong has put you here, but it is that ford, that bridge, that is taking you to the other-side, representing those crossings beyond your own ability, that takes you into mine. See my hand extended to comfort you? Though not far from you, have I not always reminded you I am near? Know that your cries are heard by me as much as your silence, you cannot be left alone- your walls are continually before me, as my walls surround you, I am the rock cut from the mountain of The Lord, fashioned without hands, you are anchored in the cornerstone of the promises of the Father, who is not a man that he should lie, or the son of man that he could be mistaken, your journey is one of purpose, at the crossing of man’s ability and into the endless possibilities that are mine. The mountain of The Lord increases, my Kingdom is come. We will make our début, as the church triumphant! They will know those whom overcome as the pillars of the temple, bearers of the weightiness of the glory of the Father, in the place His presence abides!
Isaiah 28:16 Therefore thus says the Lord GOD, “Behold, I am laying in Zion a stone, a tested stone, A costly cornerstone for the foundation, firmly placed. He who believes in it will not be disturbed. “I will make justice the measuring line And righteousness the level; Then hail will sweep away the refuge of lies And the waters will overflow the secret place.
Solomon’s Song 2:14
“O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the secret place of the steep pathway, Let me see your form, Let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet, And your form is lovely…
Let Me Hear Your Voice
I saw my self walking a path at the bottom of what appeared to be an extremely high and narrow canyon, it narrowed as I progressed further down the path and began to feel like I was walking in a way that was cut in stone, in fact this path seemed to be cut through a mountain, and I was walking though what I began to understand was a passage way, proving to become more narrow, and more difficult in the passing of time. I knew I had to continue- I was compelled, convinced, and resolved to keep going, but the further in this trek I walked, the more fear would creep in and doubt would trouble my mind as the deepening canyon cast ever darker shadows. But, I would shake it off, and keep going, the path came to a passage, it was more narrow, the walls of it towered above me; yet, impossible as it seemed, I was able to keep going. It was at this point, in the mountain, where the walls were their highest, where the way extremely narrow, and the sense of isolation deepened. It all became to much for me, and I felt I was asked to accomplish an impossible feet.
I found myself in a battle of wits fending off fear’s taunt, as my mind succumbed to an icy notion that I was stuck, with no way out, and wouldn’t be able to move. That some how I believed a lie, I felt doubt tear through me like shards of ice, an accusatory voice taunting me, “You’re going the wrong way”, I thought I couldn’t breathe, and I wept for what seemed like hours lodged in the depths of this rock mountain. Now, I stood there convinced I had done something wrong for this to be happening to me, thinking this could not have been what God had planned for my life. I remembered Jonah’s lament and felt that I could understand a portion of his agony.
“I cried out to the Lord because of my affliction,
And He answered me.”
“Out of the belly of Sheol I cried,
And You heard my voice.
For You cast me into the deep,
Into the heart of the seas,
And the floods surrounded me;
All Your billows and Your waves passed over me.
Then I said, ‘I have been cast out of Your sight;
Yet I will look again toward Your holy temple.’
The waters surrounded me, even to my soul;
The deep closed around me;
Weeds were wrapped around my head.
I went down to the moorings of the mountains;
The earth with its bars closed behind me forever;
Yet You have brought up my life from the pit,
O Lord, my God.
“When my soul fainted within me,
I remembered the Lord;
And my prayer went up to You,
Into Your holy temple.
“Those who regard worthless idols
Forsake their own Mercy.
But I will sacrifice to You
With the voice of thanksgiving;
I will pay what I have vowed.
Salvation is of the Lord.”
At some point in this moment of despair I seemed to rise above my self and go outside from where I was, and I became the “her” the “she” whom I was now watching below. I could see “her”, seemingly, embedded in a deep cleft, in the narrow canyon of a rock mountain, passing through an etched path of what looked like luminous blue gray granite. The sky had an aurora effect that cast everything into a blue translucent light as if the stars and moon were reflecting the sun as fully as they could past the twilight hour. “She” was in the pathway cut through it, deep and narrow, as I watched her I listened. She softly wept between intervals of silence, she whispered, she recited verses, and in the late night screamed out banishments to fear. When her voice grew silent I could hear the rythematic breathing in her intervals of rest.
At times she conversed, she laughed, and worshipped the Father, it was in these times her journey seemingly progressed in a steady clip. She sang little songs, but when the shadows deepened and the wind shifted she wept, she sobbed, she grew silent, she slept, she awoke, she whispered, she recited, she rested, she wept, but somehow the tears would always give way to an assurance that would lift her up to go on, and every time she rose up she found the only thing that would lodge her stuck in the passage way was when her fears would get the best of her, and doubt would overwhelm her. From above I could see, In truth, “she” was not hungry, thirsty, or lost. (The she who was I) could breathe … I was never once stuck, cold, nor ever in danger. It puzzled me why moving forward through this passageway would at times cause so much brokenness in my life, every time it stemmed from the same disturbing thought, questioning not God, but my ability to hear God, doubting not the creator, but the creature’s fallibility. In that I was helplessly and hopelessly flawed, just one more dark thought away from disaster.
An Expected End
As I watched myself from above, I thought: I cannot help myself to see, that (The WAY) had an expected end, a sure finish, lined up with the rising of the dawn, and was just this one dark night away, in a place I was never alone. For not only had the Great Shepherd walked this same path, the Spirit of the Lord was my enduring guide. I prayed to the Lord to lift me up. It was then that I heard Him begin to speak to me in a loving tone, to keep my focus fixed upon him, through this transition, in this place so difficult, saying, “He whose mind is stayed upon me has perfect peace.” He exhorted me to meditate on His word, to pray unceasingly, to worship and praise, to sing to myself spiritual songs, and keep my focus upon Him, always. He brought me back to those instances when I lost my mental footing and the journey became to difficult to bear.
He said, “In these times you let your mind drift and though it provided momentary escape for you, it wasn’t what you needed to keep your spiritual equilibrium; but, rather, was what caused you to lose your footing.” I remembered when that happened, my mind drifted away and went somewhere else, I remember looking back, staring into the rock as if it was a movie screen going back into the recesses of my mind. How I could somehow sprout wings and fly away; but, when I had come back to myself from these empty daydreams, to the crevice where I stood … it was somehow darker, the Lord’s voice masked by the howl of the arid cavity I stood in, only to feel lonelier … and it was there the doubts began to be hurled at me, landing like razor edged stones cutting into my soul, my own voice taunting me as I stood paralysed, heaving in tears. Still, a broken and contrite heart the Lord will not ignore, He will not despise it, and mercy would lift me up, and enable me to realize, I was free all along to progress in this journey, to move on in Him, by faith, and so I did. I moved, and when I did the restrictions that seemingly froze me in my tracks, drifted off like ghostly cords, unravelling from my arms, legs, and hands.
The only restraints that restrained me were those of my cruel imaginations. Had I kept my focus the essence of His being would have called upon me to continue to keep moving as it had been, all along. But, in my fatigue I looked away, Oh, if I could sprout wings and fly away, my strength betrayed me … But, I remembered HIS promises and when I thought I couldn’t go any farther, and the hours became days, He appeared there beside me, and said, “Look from where you come and what you passed through. So I did, I was astounded at the cleft in the Rock I had just passed through, knowing I had come this way; but, from where I came was physically impossible for any one to go through, I looked a gain and understood it was the via Delarosa. The only one who can take us through, was the one who had gone through it Himself. The Lord said, “This is the eye of the needle that is impossible with men, yet, is possible with God.”
I could see I had to have this encounter in order to face what I had to pass through next. For it was just as narrow and, seemingly, just as impossible; but, I was encouraged. I remembered a word the Lord gave to me years prior. “When the gift of faith takes you into extraordinary circumstances, an extraordinary prayer life is required to sustain it.” These places are dangerous to back slide in, for when we have experienced the remarkable acts, and attributes of God, and then have fallen away from Him, Satan’s delight to punish such a one is found in great cruelty, it would be better for them to have never known HIS remarkable power, than to have known it, tasted of it, flourished in it, just to fall under the spell of the deceitfulness of sin, and regress from the truth. This the Father’s concern for us and HIS MERCY is clear in the mystery of balancing our root systems with draught, to grow them deep, with out causing our fruit to perish.
But You, O Lord, do not be far from Me;
O My Strength, hasten to help Me!
Deliver Me from the sword,
My precious life from the power of the dog.
Save Me from the lion’s mouth
And from the horns of the wild oxen!
You have answered Me.
I will declare Your name to My brethren;
In the midst of the assembly I will praise You.
You who fear the Lord, praise Him!
All you descendants of Jacob, glorify Him,
And fear Him, all you offspring of Israel!
For He has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted;
Nor has He hidden His face from Him;
But when He cried to Him, He heard.
This truth became evident in those moments of doubt in the mountain cleft. How quickly a satanic suggestion is near to creep in with mockery in order to destroy the progress of the miraculous. In contrast to the extreme, there is also the challenge to live in the mundane, and serve him well there, this is an allowance approved as acceptable, and of reasonable service, from a merciful Father, to preserve us. The author and finisher of our faith, is the one who is constantly pressing out imperfections that would destroy us under pressure should they be solidified with in the constitution of what makes us who we are. This is letting patience having her perfect work, in us that extreme circumstances can perfect us, not destroy us.
So He is faithful in the breaking, when we need broken, and in the mending, when we need torn, and in the moulding, even to the marring of the clay, when starting over serves HIS greater purpose in perfecting us … As long as we are in His hands, walking in HIS WAY, there will be no regrets, nor failure. Even our set backs in Christ will cause us to arrive right on time. Many times I asked the Lord, “Please let me do more for you.” Like a Father holding on to the tugging hands of His little daughter who would rather run than talk, He says, “I know how to send you ahead with out losing you. Let all things be in my will, and in my time.” So the lesson is rest in HIM, and trust, never doubt that He is in you as you abide in Him. In all things give thanks, to this one- The Author and Finisher of Our Faith.
Luke 4:1 Jesus, full of the Holy Spirit, left the Jordan and was led by the Spirit into the wilderness …
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