An Aroma to the Living, A Dirge to The Dead

Revisiting a dream featured in our article called SON of The FATHER’s House.

The Lord came to me as the SON of the Father’s house; a seed sower, husbandman, and harvester. He handed me two shear-cut slated rocks to play in a music machine, that was in the style of a CD player. These rocks were sharp, jagged, and raw edged, around the outside; but, polished, and beautifully ingrained on the inside. They looked like deeply embedded marbled streams of water, with white swirls, taking on the appearance of white water rapids, pouring through mossy green embankments. I looked at the music machine asking the Lord, “Can we play Here Comes the Son?” He kept looking at the slated rocks and said, “I have these, I’ve had them all this time, will you hear them?” I said,”Lord wait, I’ll go tell them you’re here” though He wanted me to stay He relented, and let me go. I went into a back room where there, apparently, was a sixties slumber party of teenage girls just waking up. I told them who had showed up, wanting us to listen to the music stored on these sliced and polished stone discs. They screamed as if he were the Beatles, and they started to get dressed.

imageI ran out to spend more time with him, again, asking to hear the song, Here Comes the Son. Again, he almost seemed slightly disappointed, he looked at the slated rocks in his hands. I felt moved for him, because he wanted so much to share these songs with me. I remembered the scripture … If these don’t then- the rocks will CRY out. I went back to hurry the girls, each time they were curling their hair, and primping, I pleaded to them, “please hurry, just come as you are, he is waiting, he has music He wants to show you!”, still they kept primping, each time I checked on them they were moving a little slower. Each time I left him alone he would hardly let me go. Finally, they became distracted and was doing other things the last I saw them, I spent the rest of the time left, with HIM. I was in my t-shirt and sweats, my hair was undone. None of that mattered to him as his eyes never looked away from mine. He looked a little forlorn because of the absence of the others but His joy that I was there never dimmed.

HE TOLD me something about a famous song writer I never knew. When I woke up I researched it, and it was true, in the beginning his songs, lesser known, was about Yeshuah. Sadly, his music, rejected by the church so many years ago, did not end where it began in the era of His fame. What is this from heaven? What more to be discovered? What sounds, and songs are etched in the stones that are about to cry out? The Lord did not want to sing, “Here Comes The Son” though the melody was catchy, fun and sunny- a good thought for a rainy day, still it shadows in this one truth we cannot miss. In order to worship God in SPIRIT and in TRUTH we need to comprehend Jesus Christ IS Come, and through him and by Him we enter the throne room of GRACE where by we obtain MERCY in times of need. Similarly, worship is not past, nor future, it is BEING WHOLE HEARTILY with HIM in HIS presence. No preparation apart from the Holy Spirit will lead you to The Father. Grace has made the way, that we may boldly enter in, as we are. The presence of God will transform us into HIS IMAGE. THE QUESTION IS what is the true image of our God who is a consuming fire?

No heavenly song, comes from with out, rather it comes from with in the presence of God. He is the author and the finisher of our faith. The Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. The Sower and the Harvester is the SON OF The FATHERS house. This people, these generations, who dolled themselves up for hours to stand before a stage screaming for their idols- are a people, still, so enthralled with preparations, approaches, and presentation, we missed this one thing. Time spent with Him. We cater to the former so much we miss the latter. Have you heard it said we need to acknowledge the older generation in our music? Play their old tunes to spark them up? Honoring the older generations is commendable, but in this they should be at the helm. I am that older generation, the tail-end of the Jesus movement harvest; and I can tell you if they are not in the inner courts now, they never will be. Simeon and Anna were waiting for the Lord in the temple daily according to Luke 2:35, elderly as they were, they did not want to miss a thing; not only did they greet and meet the generation that brought forth the Messiah, they prophesied and recognized, His arrival. Aged Simeon was led of The Lord to meet Jesus and His parents at the temple. Simeon prophesied over Him, and Anna was the first woman to preach Jesus among those looking for the Messiah. She never left the temple but stayed there day and night, she was a prophetess over 80 years old.

imageIt is God’s order that the elder generation meet the present day visitation as long as they are standing in their place, with enthusiasm, waiting for what they have been prophetically watching for [Lo] these many years. Always looking for Christ in His second coming, and the moves of His Spirit that will usher in His everlasting kingdom. As the scripture says, parents are for the children, not children for the parents. The Church has got to stop pandering to idol worshiping ears, that will never appreciate the sound of heaven but will bog down the assent in the fair way. So much is said about grooming the congregation into the act of worship so that they will not be left behind … Does it occur to anyone that is where they want most to be? Left behind? Shall we not go? Leadership is upset that the foyer fills up, rather than the altar, you compel, and compel, before you have entered in yourself, but few respond.

The dream challenged me- in my determination to bring the “slumber party” to the place where they could hear these songs, I kept leaving the moment to bring others in. Risking what ever it was that God wanted to impart to me would be missed in the perishable moments called a VISITATION. SOMEONE must receive from the Lord or none ever will. The airlines tell us, “Put the oxygen mask on yourself first, then reach for those that cannot do it for themselves.” Why? Because if you don’t secure for yourself first, both will die for lack of oxygen. Christ first always. Cut off the pandering, put on the oxygen mask, get a fresh lung full of GOD BREATH, and then we’ll have what it takes to motivate the late arrivals. You see, there is always the danger of the former generation’s mindsets delaying the new. For Example, the wilderness generation that had to die off before the new generation could enter into the promise land. Save Caleb, another great elder, of great strength, and faith. So beneficial for the crossing over, how much His stories caused the younger generation to burn in their heart for the promised land. What to gain is Christ, and Christ alone.

Let the slumber party sleep, they had their day. Had they stayed awake they never would have missed the INTRO that would have led them to the BRIDGE. Your encounter with the throne shall drench you with the dew of the morning. The thirsty will find it upon you, and seek for more, hold not back, let not the outer court, the FOYER LOVERS, the generations that refuse to budge, (unless their MUSIC IS PREDOMINANT, and their palate satisfied) dictate the MASTER’S IMPARTATIONS upon His WORSHIPPERS that will usher them into the APOSTOLIC rule and reign of CHRIST on this earth. For the nature of what is about to be released in the earth as far as the SOUND and the SONG will be unto Satan the stench of a death dirge, to his rule and reign. Those found worthy will wait upon Christ, if they miss it the ROCKs still will declare it, and another generation of lost WORSHIPPERS will become pawns of a sound and melody that incites idol worship, for by its very nature music sways the masses into singleness of mind that is manipulated to SERVE SOMEBODY, should the Church fail to receive it.

Here Comes The Sons … How Satan so desires to have music born of heaven for it shall surely shall become the theme song to a new world order, if He can get His hands on it, and twist the gift of God for his own purposes, as he has in generations past. After all, Lucifer knows the power and influence of music. So then, let the sleepers lie. Move forward to your AWAKENING, the sound and the new song is creation in her groanings, singing harmony with the throne of God, in this shall your generations come from out of their GRAVES. Does not this present generation love to act out the NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD? IS NOT THE ZOMBIE NATION this generation’s walking dead? Is the earth itself not groaning horrors? Shall not the stars fall down from the sky? What kind of music will come out of heaven and declare this generation? Even define its high call? Will not a Holy Tempest stir up from with in, and join the fountain heads and rivers from the corporate priesthood, and Holy Race? THE LIVING WATERS, Rushing down over the evergreen embankments, where all that is living breathes? The STONES are cut and polished smooth, what is this sound of heaven, that Christ is so enthralled about giving us, this one who came to me as the SON of the Fathers House who is the author and finisher of our faith?

As music interprets a generation, as it somehow relates to them, as they are conduits that carry heaven’s composition, so it is worth contending for waiting on heaven to receive, until it comes. The Worshipers go first, they head up the processions of victory, it is from the HEARING realm we shall first be alerted before the great day. For as it is written: With the voice of an arch angle and the trump of God … So let us have ears to hear, the sounds that come from Heaven. For out of it will come the fire of God that burns the incense of our worship, releasing the aroma, even the fragrances that mingle with His glory, come from His throne.

Corinthians 2:16 (AMP) For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the latter it is an aroma [wafted] from death to death [a fatal odor, the smell of doom]; to the former it is an aroma from life to life [a vital fragrance, living and fresh]. And who is qualified (fit and sufficient) for these things? [Who is able for such a ministry? We?]

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Return To The Harbour of Your Awakenings- The Harbinger, Bounty

Jeremiah 8:19-22

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.

Mutiny_HMS_BountyThe 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.

The Cape Hatteras Lighthouse, completed in 1870, is the tallest brick lighthouse in North America. NPS Photo
The Cape Hatteras Brick Lighthouse,   NPS Photo Tallest In North America    

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.

Tall Ship Bounty Picture by US Coast Guard
Tall Ship Bounty Picture by US Coast Guard

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
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Sacred, an Epic Tale

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Those who follow my blog will remember the article SACRED PILGRIMAGE. We posted it June 10th 2012. I didn’t understand the significance of the date 6/10/12 until I realized later the key scripture for SACRED was Ss 6:10. Twelve, depicting the GOVERNMENT OF GOD in what I’m about to share with you.

SACRED PILGRIMAGE spoke of a people who found refuge in the mountains of Turkey. We didn’t know (at the time) this would actually be a prophetic word for the persecuted Christians of Syria and Iraq seeking refuge. Some of these have landed in the mountains of Turkey, desperate for food and water. Thankfully, the Kurds and Turks, are helping. France is giving them asylum; Russia helping, as well. In fact, what many don’t know is how much Russia has intervened for persecuted Christians in the past. We pray more countries will help.

Sacred Pilgrimage is a picture of the BRIDE OF CHRIST on the move through out all the earth.

In the SPIRIT she is the vessel of HIS Glory, she is a WARRIOR-ESS waiting for HER kinsman redeemer, CAPTAIN, and KING. The one who makes herself ready. I’ve seen her procession, it is earth bound, now, but a cloud of witnesses is ever present with her, as the Glory of Christ rests upon her. She is the Remnant Nation, from all nations. One in the Spirit. She is armored. IN GOD’s heavenly preview of the SACRED PILGRIMAGE I’ve seen her procession on horses, and well able to war … thousands of banners flapping in the wind, each banner told the bearer’s story, identified their inheritances, in Christ, and depicted tribal identities. They bore upon them emblems, and markings; signifying testimonials, to be reminded of. That one would ask, “What does this mean?” And the saint would be given an opportunity to tell of the goodness and graciousness of the Father. But, the tallest banner of all, was the same for all, and all had one. It was crimson red and from the eagle’s eye view of redemption, one thing was clear, we were under the blood, and our mobile assembly across the land appeared like a flowing river that reached deep into the crevices and cracks of the earth in a HOLY STREAM, cleansing all in its wake, a symbolic display of Christ’s offering for the remission of sins, and the declaration that is ours from the book of  the Revelation of Jesus Christ:

We will overcome them by the BLOOD of the LAMB and the WORD of our TESTIMONY.

Revelation 12:11 And they have conquered him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, for they loved not their lives even unto death.

Simultaneously, in this vision, what this army was doing was a search, rescue, and RECOVERY, kind of expedition. SEEKING and SAVING those who were lost; recovering destiny, and inheritance, gathering them in as she moves across land and sea. The woman of Solomon 6:10, the beloved, brings healing, ministry, repair, and provision, not only in HIS name, but on HIS behalf. Whosoever is His that she embraces, is being held in the arms of the one who sent her, the savior. As HE is so are We in the world. Whether you’re assistance is boots on the ground, INTERCESSORY prayer, or in giving, the Bride is on a mission, and it is the preliminary work of Christ’s return. Though, for war she is logistically ready, at present, she still operates in the anointing of the Shepherdess of lambs, in the patience of Christ, balancing temperance to preserve (even the souls of HER own persecutors).

This is Christ’s power and authority bridled in the spirit of the meek. While entrusting God in the how and when for judgement, with or with out the laws of the lands, that He has established. Of these, whom the spirit of might and power have rested upon, whom also, have yielded this empowerment by submitting it to God, in long suffering.  That same restraint of POWER was tested greatly in Christ himself, in the threats against his disciples, at his arrest. In the pulling of his beard, in the markings of His body, in the stripping of his clothes, and as he hung from the cross; this is also, our greatest test to overcome. Christ himself said he could have called ten thousand angels, but he entrusted himself in the Father’s hands. Will we seek revenge when lies cause the derailment of ministry, the defacement of intent, and the humiliation that comes with loss, as the result of lawless offenders? Or, will we submit those things committed to our sacred trust over to the will and greater purpose of the Father?

The Bride moves onward, as does the GROOM.

In HIS interest she preaches reconciliation, practicing forgiveness, and restraint. Still, THE LION of JUDAH is stirred! He- even now, is checking the bit and bridle, running his hand across the tuft and forehead of the WARHORSE that will ride him into battle. With one last tug on the straps, he looks out towards earth’s setting sun, knowing the night comes, fully aware that HE is OUR LIVING DAWN as he whispers an ancient promise carried upon the wings of the wind, swift as lightning through the folds and fathoms of realms unseen … The dove coos as the warrior bride’s eyes brings into focus the object that seemingly calls to her, up there perched on the wet branches of the tree, she is resting beneath. AN IMPRESSION is drawn up from her spirit, with in. Words form but she knows they are not her own, she hears His voice echoed from, both, with in and above- in the fluttering of the dove, “Beloved”, she hears HIM say, “Sorrow may endure for the night, but, JOY will greet you in the MORNING !”

Until that day SHE is coming to find YOU in HIS name, to bring little mornings of day spring to the wounded of the earth, reminding them: ALL WE LIKE SHEEP HAVE GONE ASTRAY, we have gone our own way. But, HE WAS WOUNDED, for our transgressions, He was BRUISED BEARING OUR iniquities, [those bent for failure at birth] The chastisement of our peace was UPON HIM by whose stripes we were healed.

Who is this appearing Like the dawn? Beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, as an army with banners. Solomon’s Song 6:10

    see SACRED PILGRIMAGE AND THE CRIMSON BANNER

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What Windows Mean In Dreams

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Son ofThe Father’s House a Prophetic Dream

image Years ago, I had a dream that I was standing on a flatbed trailer singing to the four corners of the earth in a park. A park I ended up preaching in for a street gang outreach a few years later. Days after the dream, at a locked coliseum, during a prayer walk the Lord told us to prophecy keys for the door. Turning around, and having no thought to go in, we prophesied keys for the door, thinking it had to do with some future event. Less than a minute later the manager of the building’s maintenance rolled up in a pick-up and asked us if we needed the keys. By faith we said yes, not really understanding what God was doing. He opened the door and let us in to a coliseum that, later, Rodney Howard Brown would preach in and where the  Rocker, Marylinn Manson, would put on a show while Christians picketed outside. When we walked inside the event center I noticed right away there was a flat-bed trailer I saw in my dream a few nights before. We walked up to the trailer anointed it with prayer, and claimed it for the glory of God. Such an odd encounter that day. We left in awe knowing we fulfilled a mission ordained of God. Days later, the Lord gave me an astounding conformation, again, about the flat-bed trailer. It was an article James Wilie published in the Morning Star Journal, that began with the same imagery I had in my dream. A woman standing on a flatbed trailer. The dream spoke of a generation lost because the church refused the music that actually was given to us in the first place. We know that music now as Rock and Roll. We will never know the original intent of this music called rock and roll, for in its infancy it was put out of the Church only to be filtered through the world before it found its way back again, tainted by a broken chain of custody. Little did I know at the time of James Wiley’s article that our three children would grow up as worship team members and leaders in the next decade, in three different states. We allowed them access to every anointed sound under heaven. Still, there was always a push back against the music that they naturally evolved in. To the point that worship services were a source of heart ache, the warfare resisting it not understood by those in charge, thinking to “tone it down” was the logical resolve. The music was fine for Christian concerts, but, resisted when integrated as worship in the church. Thankfully, I believe that mindset is behind us for the most part, yet, there are still many gathering places where the Body of Christ comes together, where this kind of philosophy rules. The gravity of warfare we were facing during that time was intensified when a music minister, and youth worship leader, both lost their lives, tragically, at the height of their impact in a region known as the cradle of former awakenings. Still to this day, in that region’s underground music scene there is a string of premature deaths in its wake, mostly do to accidents, sudden illnesses, and drugs. For our children, the music of their youth, like a wave has moved out to sea, to rise again another day. A blockade runner cannot go in the same way twice, right? As these things do, it’s not if but when, for each wave deposits its treasures to line the shores for that one great wave to carry it all in. The new decade brought more changes and new assignments, our oldest married, plays drums for his church, curiously, his secular music scene is predominately frequented by musicians from Christian homes, playing in secular bands. The youngest took his music behind the walls of obscurity. The music is now his worship between Him and God, and rarely played outside of his own studio. My daughter missing her companions, have moved on with her own life, as well, sharing her love to worship with her children. I walk the halls of the house of prayer, and like a glimmer of sunlight a sound breaks through the closed doors, from the back, as if heaven itself is behind them. I dare not even poke my head in, it sounds like a score from an epic movie. Am I hearing the previews of another era? Only God knows. Two years ago, I had another dream The Lord came to me as the SON of the Father’s house; a seed sower, husbandman, and harvester. He handed me two shear-cut, slated rocks, to play in a music machine that was in the style of a CD player. These rocks were sharp, jagged, and raw edged, around the outside; but, polished, and beautifully ingrained, on the inside. They looked like deeply embedded marbled streams of water, with white rapid swirls, taking on the appearance of white water rapids, pouring through mossy green embankments. I looked at the music machine asking the Lord, “Can we play Here Comes the Son?” He kept looking at the slated rocks and said, “I have these, I’ve had them all this time, will you hear them?” I said,”Lord wait, I’ll go tell them you’re here” though He wanted me to stay He relented, and let me go. I went into a back room where there, apparently, was a sixties slumber party of teenage girls just waking up. I told them who had showed up, wanting us to listen to the music stored on these sliced and polished stone discs. They screamed as if he were the Beatles, and they started to get dressed. I ran out to spend more time with him, again, asking to hear the song, Here Comes the Son. Again, he almost seemed slightly disappointed, he looked at the slated rocks in his hands. I felt moved for him, because he wanted so much to share these songs with me. I remembered the scripture … If these don’t then- the rocks will CRY out. I went back to hurry the girls, each time they were curling their hair, and primping, I pleaded to them please hurry, just come as you are, he is waiting, he has music He wants to show you, still they kept primping, each time I checked on them they were moving a little slower. Each time I left him alone he would hardly let me go. Finally, they became distracted and was doing other things the last I saw them, I spent the rest of the time left, with HIM. I was in my t-shirt and sweats, my hair was undone. None of that mattered to him as his eyes never looked away from mine. He looked a little forlorn because of the absence of the others but His joy that I was there never dimmed. HE TOLD me something about a famous song writer I never knew. When I woke up I researched it, and it was true, in the beginning his songs, lesser known, was about Yeshuah. Sadly, his music, rejected by the church so many years ago, did not end where it began in the era of His fame. What is this from heaven? What more to be discovered? What sounds, and songs are etched in the stones that are about to cry out? The Lord did not want to sing, “Here Comes The Son” though the melody was catchy, fun and sunny- a good thought for a rainy day, still it shadows in this one truth we cannot miss. In order to worship God in SPIRIT and in TRUTH we need to comprehend Jesus Christ IS Come, and through him and by Him we enter the throne room of GRACE where by we obtain MERCY in times of need. Similarly, worship is not past, nor future, it is BEING, WHOLE HEARTILY, present with HIM in HIS presence. No preparation apart from him will lead you to Him. Grace has made the way, boldly enter in. No new song, comes from with out, rather it comes from with in the presence of God. He is the author and the finisher of our faith. The Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. The Sower and the Harvester is the SON OF The FATHERS house. This people, these generations, who dolled themselves up for hours screaming for their idols- are a people so enthralled with preparations, approaches, and presentation, we missed this one thing. Time spent with Him. We cater to the former so much we miss the latter. Have you heard it said we need to acknowledge the older generation in our music? Play their old tunes to spark them up? Honoring the older generations is commendable, but in this they should be at the helm. I am that older generation, the tail-end of the Jesus movement harvest; and I can tell you if they are not in the inner courts now, they never will be. Simeon and Anna were waiting for the Lord in the temple daily according to Luke 2:35, elderly as they were, they did not want to miss a thing; not only did they greet and meet the generation that brought forth the Messiah, they prophesied and recognized, His arrival. Aged Simeon was led of The Lord to meet Jesus and His parents at the temple. Simeon prophesied over Him, and Anna was the first woman to preach Jesus among those looking for the Messiah. She never left the temple but stayed there day and night, she was a prophetess over 80 years old. It is God’s order that the elder generation meet the present day visitation as long as they are standing in their place, with enthusiasm, waiting for what they have been prophetically watching for [Lo] these many years. Always looking for Christ in His second coming, and the moves of His Spirit that will usher in His everlasting kingdom. As the scripture says, parents are for the children, not children for the parents. The Church has got to stop pandering to idol worshiping ears, that will never appreciate the sound of heaven but will bog down the assent in the fair way. So much is said about grooming the congregation into the act of worship so that they will not be left behind … Does it occur to anyone that is where they want most to be? Left behind? Shall we not go? Leadership is upset that the foyer fills up, rather than the altar, you compel, and compel, before you have entered in yourself, but few respond. The dream challenged me- in my determination to bring the “slumber party” to the place where they could hear these songs, I kept leaving the moment to bring others in. Risking what ever it was that God wanted to impart to me would be missed in the perishable moments called a VISITATION. SOMEONE, must receive from the Lord, or none ever will. The airlines tell us, “Put the oxygen mask on yourself first, then reach for those that cannot do it for themselves.” Why? Because if you don’t secure for yourself first, both will die for lack of oxygen. Christ first always. Cut off the pandering, put on the oxygen mask, get a fresh lung full of GOD BREATH, and then we’ll have what it takes to motivate the late arrivals. You see, there is always the danger of the former generation’s mindsets delaying the new. For Example, the wilderness generation that had to die off before the new generation could enter into the promise land. Save Caleb, another great elder, of great strength, and faith. So beneficial for the crossing over, how much His stories caused the younger generation to burn in their heart for the promised land. What to gain is Christ, and Christ alone. Let the slumber party sleep, they had their day. Had they stayed awake they never would have missed the INTRO that would have led them to the BRIDGE. Your encounter with the throne shall drench you with the dew of the morning. The thirsty will find it upon you, and seek for more, hold not back, let not the outer court, the FOYER LOVERS, the generations that refuse to budge, (unless their MUSIC IS PREDOMINANT, and their palate satisfied) dictate the MASTER’S IMPARTATIONS upon His WORSHIPPERS that will usher them into the APOSTOLIC rule and reign of CHRIST on this earth. For the nature of what is about to be released in the earth as far as the SOUND and the SONG will be unto Satan the stench of a death dirge, to his rule and reign. Those found worthy will wait upon Christ, if they miss it the ROCKs still will declare it, and another generation of lost WORSHIPPERS will become pawns of a sound and melody that incites idol worship, for by its very nature music sways the masses into singleness of mind that is manipulated to SERVE SOMEBODY, should the Church fail to receive it. Here Comes The Sons … How Satan so desires to have music born of heaven for it shall surely become the theme song to a new world order, if He can get His hands on it, and twist the gift of God for his own purposes, as he has in generations past. After all, Lucifer knows the power and influence of music. So then, let the sleepers lie. Move forward to your AWAKENING, the sound and the new song is creation in her groanings, singing harmony with the throne of God, in this shall your generations come from out of their GRAVES. Does not this present generation love to act out the NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD? IS NOT THE ZOMBIE NATION this generation’s walking dead? Is the earth itself not groaning horrors? Shall not the stars fall down from the sky? What kind of music will come out of heaven and declare this generation? Even define its high call? Will not a Holy Tempest stir up from with in, and join the fountain heads and rivers from the corporate priesthood, and Holy Race? THE LIVING WATERS, Rushing down over the evergreen embankments, where all that is living breathes? The STONES are cut and polished smooth, what is this sound of heaven, that Christ is so enthralled about giving us? This one who came to me as the SON of the Fathers House who is the author and finisher of our faith. As music interprets a generation, as it somehow relates to them, as they are conduits that carry heaven’s composition, so it is worth contending for, waiting on heaven to receive, until it comes. The Worshipers go first, they head up the processions of victory, it is from the HEARING realm we shall first be alerted before the great day. For as it is written: With the voice of an arch angle and the trump of God … So let us have ears to hear, the sounds that come from Heaven. For out of it will come the fire of God that burns the incense of our worship, releasing the aroma, even the fragrances that mingle with His glory, come from His throne. 2 Corinthians 2:16 (AMP) For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the latter it is an aroma [wafted] from death to death [a fatal odor, the smell of doom]; to the former it is an aroma from life to life [a vital fragrance, living and fresh]. And who is qualified (fit and sufficient) for these things? [Who is able for such a ministry? We?]

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Clearing The Debris Field

Clearing The Debris Field

It was a quiet evening at sundown as I walked around the corner of my house. When I looked up towards the western sky I was startled to see our willow tree sorely pruned. I looked at it wondering if it would ever grow back to its original stature. All of its delicate branches curled down ward were gone. Could it ever be beautiful again?  I felt a little sadness, somehow I knew it had to be this way. The tree was cleared of every pest infested, diseased, and broken branch. It was a clearing of the (would be) debris field before the storm.  Something caught my eye to the right, as the sky darkened. A movement towards me, I then realized a book was being placed before me. It was a teal colored, thin, book with a long title; embossed in gold lettering. I couldn’t make out the entire title of the book, but was able to see these words very clear as the gold lettering glowed in the twilight, the words read-

THE WINNOWED AND THE PRUNED.

Earlier that day I had literally drove past a tree much like the one I saw in this prophetic dream. It was located on the corner of Government and Sycamore. Immediately, when I saw the  tree pruned as it was, I felt the Spirit of God come over me and I knew a message would be drawn from what I seen, and one did. A recording of it can be found at Remnant Nation Radio with Newine Pouring. The Winnowed and The Pruned along with Clearing The Debris Field are two parts of a whole. One addresses Christian America, the other, all of those in Christ. To drive home the point, the city I live in had began to prune trees away from the power lines up and down the streets, they did this the entire week I was preparing to record the pod-cast. I could not help take from that, a parallel of how much our broken, pest infested, and diseased branches of government are needing this word regarding the winnowed and the pruned, in order to retain its power and influence in the earth.

Weeks later, when an ice storm rolled into the region our little community was the few that did not have power interruptions. The fact of the matter is that we will have storms, how we fare when we do depends on our preparation, and readiness to respond to the Spirit of God. God wills that NO MAN perishes, but that all come to the saving knowledge of Jesus Christ.

Most of us understand the significance of the Sycamore tree explained very well in the book called the Harbinger by Jonathan Cahn. While we as a country have pushed upward and onward, endeavoring to rebuild where we have been broken, we have ignored the lessons of the kingdom regarding what it takes to become strong. Humble yourself in the sight of the Lord, and He will lift you up. To be God strong in America we must decrease, bow our greatness to the sovereign God in repentances, and become the people who are the winnowed, and the pruned. This in return will remove the debris field before the storm, rather than after, where time and chance takes its erratic path.

Clearing The Debris Field

in a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls upon the children of men … 

The Rock Cut From the Mountain

 

Scripture focus for this week. Have you ever had a passage of scripture pop out at you? This one did for me, you are welcome to share your comments below.

March 29, 2013

Daniel 2 New International Version (NIV)

 The king asked Daniel (also called Belteshazzar), “Are you able to tell me what I saw in my dream and interpret it?”

 Daniel replied, “No wise man, enchanter, magician or diviner can explain to the king the mystery he has asked about,  but there is a God in heaven who reveals mysteries. He has shown King Nebuchadnezzar what will happen in days to come. Your dream and the visions that passed through your mind as you were lying in bed are these:

 “As Your Majesty was lying there, your mind turned to things to come, and the revealer of mysteries showed you what is going to happen. As for me, this mystery has been revealed to me, not because I have greater wisdom than anyone else alive, but so that Your Majesty may know the interpretation and that you may understand what went through your mind. “Your Majesty looked, and there before you stood a large statue—an enormous, dazzling statue, awesome in appearance.  

The head of the statue was made of pure gold, its chest and arms of silver, its belly and thighs of bronze,  its legs of iron, its feet partly of iron and partly of baked clay.  While you were watching, a rock was cut out, but not by human hands. It struck the statue on its feet of iron and clay and smashed them.  Then the iron, the clay, the bronze, the silver and the gold were all broken to pieces and became like chaff on a threshing floor in the summer. The wind swept them away without leaving a trace. But the rock that struck the statue became a huge mountain and filled the whole earth.

 “This was the dream, and now we will interpret it to the king.  Your Majesty, you are the king of kings. The God of heaven has given you dominion and power and might and glory;  in your hands he has placed all mankind and the beasts of the field and the birds in the sky. Wherever they live, he has made you ruler over them all. You are that head of gold.

 “After you, another kingdom will arise, inferior to yours. Next, a third kingdom, one of bronze, will rule over the whole earth.  Finally, there will be a fourth kingdom, strong as iron—for iron breaks and smashes everything—and as iron breaks things to pieces, so it will crush and break all the others.  Just as you saw that the feet and toes were partly of baked clay and partly of iron, so this will be a divided kingdom; yet it will have some of the strength of iron in it, even as you saw iron mixed with clay. As the toes were partly iron and partly clay, so this kingdom will be partly strong and partly brittle.  And just as you saw the iron mixed with baked clay, so the people will be a mixture and will not remain united, any more than iron mixes with clay.

 “In the time of those kings, the God of heaven will set up a kingdom that will never be destroyed, nor will it be left to another people. It will crush all those kingdoms and bring them to an end, but it will itself endure forever.  This is the meaning of the vision of the rock cut out of a mountain, but not by human hands—a rock that broke the iron, the bronze, the clay, the silver and the gold to pieces.

Not With Human Hands!  For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places. Ephesians  6:12) ( 2 Corinthians 10:3-4 For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty through God to the pulling down of strongholds …)

Read it in The Message translation- Daniel 2: 41-45

“But then the feet and toes that ended up as a mixture of ceramic and iron will deteriorate into a mongrel kingdom with some remains of iron in it. Just as the toes of the feet were part ceramic and part iron, it will end up a mixed bag of the breakable and unbreakable. That kingdom won’t bond, won’t hold together any more than iron and clay hold together.

 “But throughout the history of these kingdoms, the God of heaven will be building a kingdom that will never be destroyed, nor will this kingdom ever fall under the domination of another. In the end it will crush the other kingdoms and finish them off and come through it all standing strong and eternal. It will be like the stone cut from the mountain by the invisible hand that crushed the iron, the bronze, the ceramic, the silver, and the gold.

(The kingdom of God is increasing in power and glory, and there is nothing anyone can do about it, the nations now are as it is described in Daniel, strong and weak nations mingled, like iron and clay.  In this day, in the time of these kings who rule, Christ will return, and His kingdom will be revealed.)

“The great God has let the king know what will happen in the years to come. This is an accurate telling of the dream, and the interpretation is also accurate.”

 Then King Nebuchadnezzar fell prostrate before Daniel and paid him honor and ordered that an offering and incense be presented to him. The king said to Daniel, “Surely your God is the God of gods and the Lord of kings and a revealer of mysteries, for you were able to reveal this mystery.”

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Days of the Eagle

0827110953 -The Eagle thing has been coming up every where I look since the Lord gave me the dream “Strange Bird” Still waiting on Him as when I should release  Part II of Strange Bird Obama’s Second Term. Please pray for NeWine as we grapple with some serious items that God has revealed in the dream, part two. While in waiting I was blessed to get this  word  in my e-mail.  A good word for all who wait on Him.

December 10, 2012

THE TRUMPET by BILL BURNS:
The time of the eagle has come. I am raising up true prophets who will have eagle vision, and they will see and speak of that which I show them. No longer will My Church want for true prophetic voices. No longer will they listen to false words. My people will now become supernatural and will not be deceived by the voices of compromise. You are My eagles. Rise up now and take flight and soar above the calamity of this world, says the Lord. Psalm 103:2-5 Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all His benefits: Who forgives all your iniquities, Who heals all your diseases, Who redeems your life from destruction, Who crowns you with lovingkindness and tender mercies, Who satisfies your mouth with good things, so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.

SMALL STRAWS IN A SOFT WIND by MARSHA BURNS:
Your time of transition has accelerated. You are rapidly entering a new phase where what you have counted on to be solid and stable has transcended to new heights. Just when you thought that you had reached the limit of your expectations and abilities, you will be required to go beyond what you could have ever considered or believed. Prepare to be stretched, says the Lord. Ephesians 3:20-21 Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever.

NeWine Pouring … and each four had the face of a man … each four had a face of an eagle … Wherever the spirit would go, they would go, and the wheels would rise along with them, because the spirit of the living creatures was in the wheels … and I heard the voice of one speaking … and he said, I’m sending you to a rebellious house you, son of man, do not be afraid of them or their words. Do not be afraid, though briers and thorns are all around you and you live among scorpions. Do not be afraid of what they say or terrified by them, though they are a rebellious house. You must speak my words to them though they listen or fail to listen.

Seismos !!

Seismos

A series of prophetic dreams and visions by an entire family, in the last 5 weeks.

All the names have been changed to their Hebrew meaning to add more prophetic insight.

Name: Fire of God

” We (my wife and I) had a house by the beach, a great wave hit the house and all it did was wash away mud from the foundation that revealed a rock foundation.”

His second dream: and there rose a great tempest …

image“We all were in a house by the beach (my family, my parents, sister, etc ..) I saw a huge tsunami that merged with thick dark whirling clouds above and became one great wave, reaching into the sky. I told every one to go to the landing in the stairwell where stairs went up, we stood huddled together … in the next scene my mom and I were looking at the beach watching the wave recede, there was only the sheen of the water on the sand, she said, “only sand was washed away”. It was on a beach known for loss of property due to erosion. In the next scene I had a phone call, telling me a baby had been born …” [prophetic detail regarding the baby is being withheld for further prayer and analyses.]

Note- the word “tempest in the scriptures comes from the word “seismos” or earthquake. An atmospheric tempest. I remembered that God said He would shake the HEAVENS!

Haggai 2:5-9

This is what I covenanted with you when you came out of Egypt. And my Spirit remains among you. Do not fear. “This is what the Lord Almighty says: ‘In a little while I will once more shake the heavens and the earth, the sea and the dry land. I will shake all nations, and what is desired by all nations will come, and I will fill this house with glory, says the Lord Almighty. ‘The silver is mine and the gold is mine,’ declares the Lord Almighty. ‘The glory of this present house will be greater than the glory of the former house,’ says the Lord Almighty. ‘And in this place I will grant peace.’

All these things have a “gestation period” we are coming into a world of contrasts, what we have built our lives on, (rock or sand) will become evident. What we are living in, (light or darkness) will be come evident, the same series of events will be either days of justice, or days of judgement. Arise and shine for thy light is come, and the Glory of the Lord is risen and the Glory of the Lord is come, great darkness covers the earth and gross darkness the people, but my light will shine upon you, and kings will come to the brightness of your dawn; and in another place, the people who sit in darkness shall see a great light; and another place; He has sent his angels to minister to those who are heirs to salvation; another place – those that love darkness will cling to it for their deeds were evil; be sure the light that is in you is not darkness … The events to come will draw a line in the sand, a realization of what they are walking in will draw many into the kingdom of God, the Father of Lights, and they will see his glory upon the triumphant church and converge with its processions of Glory for they desired the light rather than darkneQss.

John 3:19-20  The Message

Everyone who makes a practice of doing evil, addicted to denial and illusion, hates God-light and won’t come near it, fearing a painful exposure. But anyone working and living in truth and reality welcomes God-light so the work can be seen for the God-work it is.

6/20/12 Third dream

A friend of mine whose name meaning is equivalent to the Hebrew word Shula-mite, or one who is ruled by peace, or quieted [by His]love, or in dominion or rule of the King of Peace. We were in a place of worship somewhere, and “Shulamite” was expressing worship in art. She handed the painting to me and it was a blue wave that blended into the blue sky, and the sky and the wave became one great wave and I said, “you have no idea how prophetic this is” as I remembered my son’s dreams in my dream. I then looked at the words on the picture looking below, and said, yes this is it, as I nodded and smiled, the front of the picture said “light”, the back of the picture said “darkness”. Light on the front and “darkness” written in the back. The same event the same wave “The fire of God” saw the back side as a tempest, the Shulamite “Ruled by Peace” saw the front side of glory both have a message, one a messenger of glory the other a warning of sobriety, alertness, and pending doom.

2 Corinthians 2:13-16
But thanks be to God, who always leads us as captives in Christ’s triumphal procession and uses us to spread the aroma of the knowledge of Christ everywhere. For we are to God the pleasing aroma of the knowledge of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. To the one we are the stench of death; to the other, a fragrance that brings life. And who is equal to such a task? ( Who can discern such a contrast?) Who is qualified to carry them both, and minister it? Amp;NIV;KJV

Exodus 14:19-20

And the Angel of God, who went before the camp of Israel, moved behind them; and the pillar of cloud went from before them and stood behind them. So it came between the camp of the Egyptians and the camp of Israel. Thus it was a cloud and darkness to the one, and it gave light into the night to the other …

After the dream: I got up around 2 in the morning to pray. In prayer I saw the destroyer cloud like a mist, as I prayed the cloud “stayed” but hovered above. Light shall chase away the darkness, so now let your light so shine among men … it is not enough to be a christian, we must assert our kingdom authority and reign as kings and priests, this is the power that breaks through and changes outcomes in the earth, or delays them, that the Shepard of our souls may retrieve the lost, not leaving any of his sheep behind.

The next morning “Pure and Transparent” told me of what she had seen in prayer in a vision. Her account- ” I saw a man who was a confessed Christian sitting at his desk embroiled in the things of this world, and a dark cloud brooding above him, This man has been used by the enemy to cause much injury to my family. [daughter]I thought how awful for him that he is not attending to the things of God, but all his time and energy belongs to the things of this world. This man goes to church every Sunday and is a worker in it, but he has no idea the gravity of our times. I remember thinking the cloud was more than a cloud, it seemed to be pregnant with time and intent … My own assurance of salvation gave me no fear of the cloud, but my fear of God caused me to shudder for those who are like this one I saw in the office looking at his computer, oblivious to his condition, it struck in me a groan of intercession to pray as I observed this thing brooding over him, the nature of this cloud turned my thoughts to a pregnant woman whose water had broke, it was not if, but when, justice will be born, righteousness and truth will manifest His glory in the earth. Will he respond to the dealings of God in time? Will he be found a friend or a foe to God? I thought of Psalms 97:1-7″

Psalm 97: 1-7

The LORD reigns, let the earth be glad; let the distant shores rejoice. Clouds and thick darkness surround Him; righteousness and justice are the foundation of his throne. Fire goes before him and consumes his foes on every side. His lightning lights up the world; the earth sees and trembles. The mountains melt like wax before the LORD, before the Lord of all the earth. The heavens proclaim his righteousness, and all the peoples see his glory. All who worship images are put to shame, those who boast in idols– oh worship him, all you gods!

Again, the contrast of light and darkness, glory and doom, the friends of God spreading the aroma of life, that is the stench of death to those who reject the word of truth. All of this from a God who wishes that no man should perish, but that all would come into the saving knowledge of His son Jesus Christ.

At the same time that these things were comeing together we find this prophecy circulating in various venues:

Arthur Burt recently turned a hundred, He was was GIVEN a prophecy TO A GROUP (Arthur Burt was a part of this group) in 1930 – He is the only one alive now, years ago Bob Jones prophesied over him, he would see this prophecy come to pass.

“THERE SHALL COME A BREATH AND THE BREATH SHALL BRING THE WIND AND THE WIND SHALL BRING THE RAIN AND THE RAIN SHALL BRING THE FLOODS AND FLOODS AND FLOODS AND THE FLOODS SHALL BRING THE TORRENTS AND TORRENTS AND TORRENTS.

SO SHALL THEY BE SAVED LIKE FALLING LEAVES FROM THE MIGHTY OAKS SWEPT BY A HURRICANE IN A GREAT FOREST. ARMS AND LEGS SHALL COME DOWN FROM HEAVEN AND THERE SHALL BE NO EBB.”

The Sacred Pilgrimage and Crimson Banner / The Sum of It All

The Writer2012 The Corporate David

When You Dream of Tragedy I

When You Dream of Tragedy part I When You Dream of Tragedy is an informative and encouraging  word on one of life’s most incredible mysteries. The dream world of sleep.

Be sure to read-  When You Dream of Tragedy part  II, as well. In fact there are several other articles under the tab called  The Vista of Dreams and Visions that my be of interest to those who would like to learn more about prophetic experiences, in biblical light.    -NeWine Pouring

Charlotte North Carolina Broken Glass Vision

March 2010

Charlotte, North Carolina, Broken Glass.

Sunday morning I had a 3 part dream just before I woke up that has me in prayer. I dreamed that my husband and I and our entire family including some friends, were driving through down town Charlotte, North Carolina just be for sundown. We were driving over shattered glass from the high-rise buildings. (Charlotte has some beautiful high rises.) As we were looking around slowly, driving through, I saw that the shattered and cracked windows were about 3 to 4 stories up and then the damage stopped. Some of the windows belonged to clothing stores and offices. It seemed that a riot had gone through the down town area, and then as soon as I thought that, I saw a picture in the dream of rioters running through the down town, and it was because of the Economy. There was a coffee shop with people in them at ground level, but the windows were broken out. The lights were on in those places but not in the high-rise buildings above. I could see a garment in a boutique above near a broken window flapping in the wind. The scene changed and we were now in a restaurant around the corner.

Touch Not My Anointed and Do My Prophets No Harm

As we were getting seated we were sat down at two tables and were separated into two companies, our son and their spouses and friends were sitting crowded into each other at a bigger table, nevertheless, there was laughter and fellowship, my husband, I and and a young woman, were seated by the waitress at an even smaller table with 2 or 3 people we really didn’t know. We remained standing because the table was way to small for 5 people and just wasn’t practical to sit at. (More like seating for two.) My husband and I stood in order to not compete over seating as that would have been un-civil. My husband pulled out a chair for the the young woman but she was not comfortable with others standing while she was sitting. I spoke to the waitress that there was not room for everyone to sit, I spoke to her about how the restaurant created an environment where it would require people to struggle over seating, in order to sit at the table. A woman who sat down with a man in our area began to slander us for standing, but when she got up to leave her high heel shoes became entangled in a mantle/garment lying on the floor at my feet, and she fell, she did this twice, once when she walked past coming in, and again when she approached me, on her way out. The next scene we are sitting at the table with the rest of our family.

Port City Bad Water

In the third scene of this dream we are talking about Wilmington, NC., at the table with our friends and family (where my other son and future daughter in-law, and friends live) that had problems with bad water, that in real life they have had. (Old sewage system that they are trying to replace is causing some problems). In the dream water was so bad that it created an emergency in the city where people actually got sick from thirst because water was not supplied to them, in the dream we were discussing how shocking something like that would be in a developed country, people dying of thirst or sick from water because they were not reached in time.

Note: With in a few weeks after this dream my husband and son began working on a Job in downtown Wilmington and then on to Charlotte on a high rise to install “air control units” many times when I drove my husband to work we prayed through the city. These two cities are not where we live so to dream about them and then end up working in them, straight way is interesting. We pray for the cities we work in, and live in, extra prayer went up for both these places after the dream. There is more I have written about regarding this that is yet unpublished, but the portion where there was no room or place setting at the table continued to reoccur in other dreams and visions. My son and husband’s occupation that basically involves the distribution and routing of AIR CONTROL, is included as a prophetic element in my writings that stem from this dream. Since we have lived in this area, 40 minutes from Charlotte, there has been grievous opposition, and spiritual warfare, regarding a Python spirit and Jezebel.

Note: Another significant find was that when we drove through Charlotte for the first time and found the coffee shop as it was in the dream, we also, found the restaurant to be where it was, as well. It is called the Brazilian Steak House. I believe this dream reference the state of the Church for many in this area, at least this has held true for us. There are those who are sitting (posers) that should be standing, and those standing (legitimate) that should be sitting, Regardless, the initial names of present-day Brazil were Ilha de Vera Cruz (“Island of the True Cross”) of course Jezebel is never very far from God’s anointed, mocking, slandering, and kicking up opposition.

  The only Coup’d’eta  successfully taken place in the United States. From the root to the fruit, creating dependency upon the government is a passive aggressive form of tyranny. The gut wrenching acts of racism and the bone chilling history of the Cape Fear river region. Till this day the democratic party is still committing acts of violence against the black race. No other political party has done more to contribute to the destruction of the black race then the pro-choice agenda, that is now apart of the health care bill.