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Strange Eagle, Landing

 

Jude 1:11-14

… 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.

imageIn 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.

Proverbs 11:14
For lack of guidance a nation falls, but victory is won through many advisers.

Proverbs 15:21
Folly brings joy to one who has no sense, but whoever has understanding keeps a straight course.

Proverbs 15:23
A person finds joy in giving an apt reply– and how good is a timely word!

Proverbs 20:18
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.

 

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Some Say Wind, Some Say Fire, Some Say Waves

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The FOUNTAIN From Where It Comes

The diversity of personality you see in the Earth, reflects a glance of my image, seen in the twinkle of an eye. Much is lost in posturing, much is gained in understanding diverse modes of reception. How much the Church would benefit if they could receive me in all the ways I come to them, how mankind would benefit, in all the ways my Church has the capacity to reveal the Kingdom of my Son to them.

 I want my Church to understand this, for I have transformed my servants of the prophetic word, for these Latter Days, from an engine bound to a track, to be like a leaping and antlered stag! How they glide with leaps and bounds across man made divides! Know now for many to accept their end times ministry they will need to facilitate even more liberty, in the house of iron rails, to accommodate even more power, expressed in the demonstrations of the Spirit, those whom in their obedience were often rebuffed. Did I not hear their cries and my Spirit groaned with in me? I answered them, and descended upon their valley, I brought them unto the Holy Hill. While men built a track in the river, and while yet, vessels of my glory are designed to sail in the winds, still I obliged the railmen. Certainly, they saw the plan I gave them, the purpose I revealed. But, they faltered in their pursuit. For though the vision was true, still their approach was equivalent to a rail line in the river; for the wind of my Spirit was to radical for them … because, yet among them, few comprehended my ways.

The head winds are ever present, but the rail line is ever visible. The one thing they can see from where it comes and to where it goes with out having to trust those things that cannot be seen. For each rail has its station. And from there they go no where, but down the line right on time. A linear track- is that not the western way? True to forms of days gone by, and that which is familiar in the corporate world. Unlike the circuit of the winds that I have made having their seasons, arriving on MY SCHEDULES in their appointed times. STILL,  I supplied an engine, I answered a prayer not perfect, I accommodated a pursuit less ideal. Even as I supplied for Israel a King, though I wanted to be that one that they would look to lead them …  to carry the faith filled ones upon the WINGS OF THE WIND, I visited them with ANGELS AND MEN who carried breath that would deliver holy momentums from the hight of the mountain of the Lord, but from the mountain- they recieved not, they did not recognize the morning dew of heaven’s decent that rested up on my servants coming to them in the spirit of Elijah. Truly, had John approached them fresh from the wilderness, they would have scoffed at him as well.

Malachi 4:5

Behold, I am going to send you Elijah the prophet before the coming of the great and terrible day of the LORD. “He will restore the hearts of the fathers to their children and the hearts of the children to their fathers, so that I will not come and smite the land with a curse.”

Another delay, and once again I heard them say “LORD where is your promise?” They cried out in despair, and I answered them. I visited them with the cargo, I promised to send, even an apostolic package, a customized company to bring me glory. But, it is that age old mocker whom many have seated themselves with, how he scorned vehemently… for his entrance called FlATTERY has earned its place among them, it has entered the sanctuary and trolls the base camp. For the mocker shames their ascents. Even the rise of the Spirit on my people, to summit the mountain of the Lord in the days of the revealing of the Son’s of God ….  Many hold their ear to soothsaying and not to the voice of my Spirit, says the Lord, chasing flattering tongues, throwing promises before the cruelty of the mockers mouth, and the slanderer slates again and again. When will my people see the flatterer seeks political gain only to mock the moves of God, not facilitate them?  I will make you great, says he, entrust your gifting and call into my hands. I will make you huge and fabulous! But, the Lord who resists the proud but gives grace to the humble, said, nay for I know what is in the heart of man.

John2:24

Now when He was in Jerusalem at the Passover, during the feast, many believed in His name, observing His signs which He was doing. But Jesus, on His part, was not entrusting Himself to them, for He knew all men, and because He did not need anyone to testify concerning man, for He Himself knew what was in man.
Proverbs 26:28

A lying tongue hates those it crushes, And a flattering mouth works ruin.


Psalms 1:1-3

Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked, nor stand in the path of sinners, nor sit in the seat of scoffers! But his delight is in the law of the LORD, And in His law he meditates day and night. He will be like a tree firmly planted by streams of water, Which yields its fruit in its season And its leaf does not wither; And in whatever he does, he prospers.

I gave you an engine for your track, though I called you to the Fountain’s Head Wind, although your agreement with the slanderer derailed, what I deemed an acceptable pursuit. Rather, now the time has come, a new thing now I have done, my faithful whom I have called from the rail line have gathered in a supernatural gathering, of my Spirit of Counsel  … The vision will be realized, but my people must remember, that they are not to be ignorant of the devil’s devices, as my runners foretell, a contrary spirit would *FORWARD TALES to defile the seed beds of new works, tampering with the yields of promise. Yes, now the rails lie buried under the sands of time, but THE VISION WAS TRUE it will not be delayed any longer, surely, I am turning Fathers toward their children, and the children’s hearts towards the voice of THE FATHER, through the earthly Father’s example. In this hour I am raising the dead. I am striking a fire where none has ever burned. A dad shall come home to his sons. This is the Spirit of Elijah rising. THEY WILL KNOW MY HOUSE, SAYS THE LORD. But, it will not come to pass as you have supposed.

The Flatter And Mocker Are One

I am the engineer of your times, what time has buried my Spirit will raise up, what your own understanding has attempted to build, has faltered; the timbers have cracked and you have shuddered because of it. But, what I am doing is far more reaching, and the mobile progression of it, will be as expressively powerful as an 8 point stag, and agile as his doe who leaps across the hills, whose young awaits her in the tall grasses … my little ones will not be abandoned, but nurtured in the House of the Father. This is my order and power and authority will rest upon the heads of my sons in the days of new beginnings. Will you sacrifice that thing that sets the fires of hell? But, you say, “I have not spoken the words of the mocker.” Yes, says the Lord, but you have listened. You have comprised your posturing towards my servants, out of the musings of their enemy. Your enemy. It is the little foxes that spoil the vines, the fly floating in sacred vessels, made putrid. Walk the vineyard, empty your vessels, cleans them from the sediments that have settled in it, and be filled once again! Set a watch upon every portal and guard this move of my Spirit, says the Lord. I will give you a new tongue in your prayer language that will speak to a new generation. For it is a HOLY and HEROIC act to stand up alone against the falsehoods of the flatterer, and the sting of his mockeries from the assembly of the scornful, and embrace the fullness of my Godhead bodily, in the fear and admonition of the Lord, as your head. Your one and only, that you obey.

Did I not say, in the end times many would be intrigued by his flatteries but those who put their trust in God will do exploits? Is this darkness not that which is to come? Is it not in the world working already?  Do you think those exploits shall be free of those who will laugh you to scorn? Have they not already, when you stood in faith while not receiving the promise? When you expected the impossible thing, possible? Even that spirit has come close to you that you have entrusted in your affairs to make you look better, sound better, and market better …Yet, they are the ones that shame you from my altar, and hide from my glory. These I would have you to cleanse my altar from, in a holy dismissal. Says, the Lord of Hosts. Chase this fox from my vineyard and hedge yourself about, and you will see my mighty hand.

Some say WIND. Some say FIRE. Some say WAVES.

In an instant all these will merge as one in a Holy tempest, says the Lord. WINDS, WAVES and FIRE. This is that which shall refine you while you yet stand waiting on my ALTER. Certainly, In the SPIRIT, the TONGUE that defiles and DESTROYS, will CONSUME IN THEIR MOUTH. It will begin at my alter, ridding my people of that PESTY DESTROYER of REPUTATIONS and LIVES. The tool by which many HAVE CONSUMED ONE ANOTHER. In fact regions have suffered because of the misrepresentation of those I’ve called to work there. There is a tide of holiness unto the Lord that is pushing out the darkness. My people will stand in my glory and ever-increasing light in these last days. Remember, to watch over all things in prayer, and I will watch over my word to perform it.

In these days you will see a resurge of power and something like a double portion of the former days of the SAW DUST TRAIL. The youth that will carry this will be standing on bare ground. An emphasis on TONGUES will resubmit and quickly move its course to the greater giftings, all of this in double portion of what has formerly been known. Again, cleanse your lips, says the Lord. What is not consecrated will foul this move. Are not words seeds? Is not my WORD a SWORD? It began with TONGUES of FIRE, It will end WITH the TONGUE CONSUMED at the altar for those who experience true TRANSFORMATION into the company of the called who will travel in Holy Ghost raids of power and impartation.  THE WORDS That I speak are they not SPIRIT? WHO among you have EARS TO HEAR? Will not a plague break out against this instrument that boasts against The Lord of Host? The rudder that sets HELL A BLAZE? Will not this JUDGEMENT PASS through the House of God, as a REFINER before it enters the world to destroy? Who is He THAT BLOWETH THE COALS? This is why HIS servants IN THE SPIRIT OF FEAR and trepidation call upon the HIGH PRIEST of their CONFESSION, to take the COALS, and cleans their lips, WHILE CRYING- Here AM I, oh Lord, take ME! The Spirit of the FEAR and admonition of the Lord, precedes the Spirit of Might and Power, whereby they shall do great exploits. Still, remember by flattery many shall fall.

Daniel 11:32 And such as do wickedly against the covenant shall he corrupt by flatteries: but the people that do know their God shall be strong, and do exploits.

Jeremiah 9:3
“They make ready their tongue like a bow, to shoot lies; it is not by truth that they triumph in the land. They go from one sin to another; they do not acknowledge me,” declares the LORD.

The Lord Tells Us to Put Away Unwholesome Conversation

Shall you not put away  filthy conversation, and words that would attempt to defile Holy provocations? In this consecration will they call down from heaven THE FIRE of God, it will devour the darkness and proclaim the Power of God, against the back drop of the night. This separation from sinful habit of the unruly member, precedes great accomplishments in the SPIRIT of MIGHT and POWER- that descend from the HEAD OF THE CHURCH. In Jordan HE WAS BAPTISED. “Submerged in the descender”. HIM, whom also, ascended on high and gave GIFTS unto MEN … the least of all these the gifts … the instrument that administrates it,  must yield to the humble estate of true repentance, before he ascends to that HIGHER estate. This is from where fresh anointing comes. Tongues of fire once again, preceding a double portion of everything until that which is perfect comes. Until HE who is perfection appears, the Church TRANSFORMED with HIM.

Remember, the oil of anointing began upon the CROWN OF THE HEAD OF THE HIGH PRIEST. (Arron). That descended upon the beard and flowed down upon the garments, the scripture reminding the saints, BEHOLD HOW GOOD AND HOW PLEASANT IT IS FOR BRETHREN TO DWELL TOGETHER IN THE SPIRIT OF UNITY, It is like the ANOINTING OIL DRIPPING FROM ARRON’s beard …. From Arron’s beard it pooled and released through the folds of the garment until it reached and sanctified the ground, He walked upon, marking the ground in pools where THE ANOINTED WALK. This is how the earth shall be filled with the Knowledge of the GLORY of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.

The Drenching

Who is that? Who is the HEAD? Who is the fullness of the GODHEAD BODILY? The spirit of unity shall then call up, to pull down, the anointing to drench, and distribute; from fold to hem, the Priestly ANOINTING that will break COVENANTS OF DEATH, and yolks of Hell, it will break the chains that bind regions to darkness. Certainly, kings will bow. IN that day gentiles will stream Into the presence of the Bride of CHRIST  against the back drop of fleeting darkness. Woe to those that love not the truth and hate the LIGHT, in that day.

This is the New man transformed and set apart. One voice, one song, one language, the language of love in the WORD OF LIFE, spoken by those lips sanctified at the altar. This then will allow that thing [unity], to flourish in the body! This  teaching to be taught! Even the duty of those who EQUIP the saints, that will reveal the MANIFOLD wisdom of GOD to principalities and powers. Ephesians 3,4.

Psalm 133:1 Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious oil upon the head, Coming down upon the beard, Even Aaron’s beard, Coming down upon the edge of his robes. It is as if the dew of Hermon were falling on Mount Zion. For there the LORD bestows his blessing, even life forever-more.

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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.

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Pretty Coats and Burial Cloths

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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.

Isaiah 2 New King James Version (NKJV)

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.

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Voice of The Beloved

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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. 

Voice

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.

Psalm 22:19-24

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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To The Least of These

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My daughter was over for the weekend. I was up early in my routine, with he Lord, and she mentioned in passing that she was hungry, I knew we had nothing easy for her to go to, and that breakfast would require my full attention, so I explained to her that breakfast wasn’t going to be for awhile. No sooner had I said that, then I turned to Mathew 25: 31-46 in the bible that was in my hand. Of course, the words of Jesus saying, I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, grabbed my attention. Later, a prophetic declaration from the Spirit of The Lord, was spoken to us revolving around this paragraph in the New Testament.

The Son of Man Will Judge the Nations

Mathew 25:31-40

“When the Son of Man comes in His glory, and all the holy angels with Him, then He will sit on the throne of His glory. All the nations will be gathered before Him, and He will separate them one from another, as a shepherd divides his sheep from the goats. And He will set the sheep on His right hand, but the goats on the left. Then the King will say to those on His right hand, ‘Come, you blessed of My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world: for I was hungry and you gave Me food; I was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited Me; I was in prison and you came to Me.’

“Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry and feed You, or thirsty and give You drink? When did we see You a stranger and take You in, or naked and clothe You? Or when did we see You sick, or in prison, and come to You?’ And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.’

After I read that passage, needless to say, I decided to get breakfast going for her. Later, again, the passage flopped open to us, when the bible was picked-up off the table, during our prayer time, and this is what came of our encounter with the Holy Spirit, in the following prophetic declaration.

To The Least Of These

“All of time is recorded in the books, these days are recorded in heaven and all that occurs on earth, occurs before my eyes”, says the Lord. “I have decreed special anointings and mercies that have been held up for such a time as now, and I am releasing greater reward for those that bless me, among mine, in every nation, and in every tongue, among men”, says the Lord. “Whosoever finds me in prison, and visits me, will he himself be visited. Feeds me, will be fed, clothes me and covers all manner of my nakedness, he himself shall not be made ashamed in his hour, he will rejoice in me, and I will cover him so long as he continues his trust towards me. For when he has done this to the least of those who are mine he has done this to me, and who are those that are mine? Are they not of whom I am their head and they are my body? Are they not, also, the least in all the lands, who look to me? Allow the little children to come to me, make away for them to come to me, help them to come to me, and you will not lose your reward. I’m saying, He who finds the Christian in this earth and blesses him, is blessing me, and he who finds the destitute, who looks to me, and helps them, helps me. This is the rod that separates the goats from the sheep before me, I will judge the nations, says the Lord, but this hour will determine where many will stand for blessing and for reward while I am being persecuted through out all nations, and my head, in the market place, is sold for a price. Remember, even for the fool who says there is no God, but shows mercy, in this life, will obtain mercies. For blessed are the merciful … And while there are those who are appointed as martyrs, who pay the ultimate price, in these services of love towards me, he will in no wise lose his reward, but that greater reward will find him. All, are named in my book, and numbered, until that number is complete. Does a sparrow fall to the ground and I don’t take note of it? Are these that are mine worth more than a sparrow? Surly, they were formed before my eyes in their mother’s womb, and I saw every one of their days, before there was yet any one of them.”

A third time this morning the Lord opened up this passage.

Mathew 25:41-46

“Then He will also say to those on the left hand, ‘Depart from Me, you cursed, into the everlasting fire prepared for the devil and his angels: for I was hungry and you gave Me no food; I was thirsty and you gave Me no drink; I was a stranger and you did not take Me in, naked and you did not clothe Me, sick and in prison and you did not visit Me.’

“Then they also will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry or thirsty or a stranger or naked or sick or in prison, and did not minister to You?’ Then He will answer them, saying, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to Me.’ And these will go away into everlasting punishment, but the righteous into eternal life.”

“Indeed the nations that bless ME, AND SEND THEIR ENVOYS to the TEMPLE of My DWELLING, even the place of MY HOLY HABITATION, where my SPIRIT has rest, will certainly be blessed in my revealing, says The Lord, the one who IS, WAS, and IS TO COME. The Alpha and Omega, the BEGINNING and the END, the BRIGHT and MORNING STAR.”

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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

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BELOVED! Come along!

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 An Ancient Pilgrimage Genesis 24

Keep an account of Her. Her going out and HER coming in. Watch her as you watch for HIM, more. THE one chosen, the one HE loves. The called out for, to have and to Hold. Whom he ransomed for a GREAT price. See her, how she has made herself ready. The one, as the story is told, whom GOD spoke of. HIS servant met HER at the well. She drew for him of the DEEP waters. THE ONE chosen by the Father. Whom was pre KNOWN; kin of HIS KIND.

The one LAUGHTER, He HAS gone down now, at evening tide before they arrive. 

She lifts up her eyes and sees HIM, there is a catch in her breath as the bride enquires of the servant  (as she has already lit off the camel) “Who is this?” She asks, the servant replies, “This is my sovereign.”

The original HEBREW words of this story of ISAAC and REBEKAH paint a beautiful encounter. The sun is setting as Isaac walks out into the field to meditate. It is reasonable to believe this was something he did quite often. This time, He saw coming an entourage of camels, the servant, and his servant’s, servants. The bride, her nurse, and maidens. The Hebrew word for damsels suggest children of an  unknown age from infancy to  adolescence, the root meaning is not necessarily female, but rather child servants. Boys and Girls. Rebekah, the delightful young woman that she was, revealed her personality at the well where she met, and accommodated Abrahams servant, and his camels, with their fill of water. We can draw a safe conclusion that Rebekah was full of life, very engaging, hospitable, and played the big sister to the less fortunate of those around her. After all, the well was the place to be for a lovely girl like Rebekah. No doubt, her little brood of  admirers were gathered in the entourage, to accompany Rebekah; to grow up as her servants in the household, and shadow of the renown dwelling among the nomadic, unmistakably identifiable, even from a distance, the place of refreshing, benevolence, and hospitality … The house, the mobile city known as SARAH’S Tent.

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Sarah’s tent, renown and honored (as the original language of the scriptures describe) seemed to be more than just a dwelling among nomads. It is a picture of New Jerusalem. Sarah’s tent was a sight to be seen as soon as it came in view, gauged against the horizon.

The original Hebrew wording gives us this picture of their first encounter. Rebekah sees Isaac and the scriptures says she lited off the camel, truer to the original language, she actually dismounted the camel so enthralled and focused upon Isaac that she sort of fell into her dismount, and then regained her composure, while learning from the servant (who is a type and shadow of the Holy Ghost) that the man Rebekah sees standing in the field to greet them is her beloved. She then veiled herself in order to be identified as the one whom Father Abraham had sent for. Of all who stood before him, the veil signified his bride as the ONE among the them who were free born. Another picture in type and shadow, that Rebekah was there of her own freewill, as all are, in Christ.

The account of Rebekah’s response reveals a sense of dignity and pedigree, after the servant confirmed what her heart already knew, she immediately pulls together her covering garments for modesty, after her unassisted dismount; at the same time, the Hebrew words describe she covered the hollows of her form, and stood up to present herself as any  lady would, modestly, yet purposely, plumping the folds of the garment to give hint of her femininity; as, one commentary suggested. It is also mentioned in another commentary that she postrated herself before Isaac as Abigail did David; however, the brief passage leaves that open for discussion. It is a gesture beyond what is required but who would deny her that response? The next scene (we are told) is when Isaac takes Rebekah into his mother’s tent and was then comforted from Sarah’s death.

 Sarah’s name broken down in pictograms of the ancient Hebrew alphabet contains a “hidden” name or description of Sarah’s life; it reads like this: “The one who saw two great destructions.”  This enables us to look at Sarah whose name directly means princess, as a type and shadow of that Kingdom abode, from where the scripture says “Only with thine eyes shall you see the reward of the wicked.”  From a distance only, did Sarah see the smoke of Sodom and Gomora, as it will be for those who rest in that heavenly ECONOMY of hospitality, and benevolence; wrapped in the arms of a greater promise that that of Abraham.  This world’s two great destructions- one by water, and the other by fire, will become a distant memory as the old order of things pass away, and all things become new. Sarah’s passing takes with her the memory of the sorrows of this world. 

This ending the picture of Christ meeting His Church, the Sojourning Bride, safely handed over to Him, by the guide of all guides; even, the precious Holy Spirit that completed His work. The lovely lady, was kept in His unbroken custody to present before the Kings of Kings, and Lord of Lords; His bride, by Her own free will. Her and her entourage, forever. Her personal servant with her, a nurse named Deborah, accompanied her in her journey. The Hebrew name Deborah is translated bee which also, means word. So there you have it,  a perfect picture of the bride of Christ brought to Him, safely, by the guidance of the Holy Spirit, with the assistance of the WORD OF LIFE.

Beloved, are we not in that procession this day? Bearing gifts of His own? Onyx stones, and bracelets, little bells upon the priestly hems, and ankles … surely, she has anointed herself with HIS oils and perfume. This journey is a progressive procession of joy, of righteousness, and truth, in the Holy Ghost. This is the BRIDE who made herself ready, who meets Him at the well. Escorted daily in  His accommodations, held in His sacred trust, with the WORD OF LIFE in attendance.

Song of Solomon 6:9-10 (ESV)

My dove, my perfect one, is the only one, the only one of her mother, pure to her who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines also, and they praised her. Who is this who looks down like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?”

Song of Songs

“Listen! I hear my love! Look! Here he comes! He’s leaping across the mountains. He’s coming over the hills.

The one who loves me is like an antelope or a young deer. Look! There he stands behind our wall. He’s gazing through the window. He’s peering through the screen. He said to me, ‘Rise up, my love. Come with me, my beautiful one. Look! The winter is past. The rains are over and gone.

Flowers are appearing on the earth. The season for singing has come.

The cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig trees are producing their early fruit.

The flowers on the vines are giving off their sweet smell.

Rise up and come, my love. Come with me, my beautiful one.’”

..And the SPIRIT and the BRIDE call out, come now! Even come Lord Jesus!

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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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In the Governments of God


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In The Governments of God

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The Holy One of Israel

The subtitle of this series is HOW NOT TO BECOME A FALSE PROPHET  in The Governments Of God. The last word you will ever need to understand the house of cards we call Jezebel’s reign of terror.  Free of  charge, with out buying any books, or paying for a collection of CD’s this podcast explains what brings her in, what gives her power, and who will take her out. Remove your self from the witch hunt and get a fresh perspective. You may never have heard it explained quite like this. In this podcast confusion is laid to rest and the ports of entry exposed that gives the QUEEN OF WHOREDOMS her place.
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We can bind and loose all day, intercede all night, and never impact her stronghold. Yet, the dynamics that will destroy her influence, and eradicate the usurper’s power from the Church, is clearly given to us in the scripture. Many who are leaders teaching on this subject, are stumbling around with the beam of Jezebel’s staff, clearly, protruding from their eyes, as they poke about the chamber of the bride, leaving bleeding tears in their wake. You will be pleasantly surprised to see how simple casting down Jezebel, really is.

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Not Many Wise Not Many Noble

The difference between the many who are called, and the few who are chosen. It all lies in our response to the word of God when we hear it. What stirs hell to attention? You. What you do with what you are given. The kingdom of God belongs to those who take hold of it. Not many wise, not many noble, but those considered weak by this worlds standards, putting to shame the strength of this world. HIS strength is made perfect in our weakness. To become a champion of the faith is to respond to the call of God, trusting Him with our lives to do the impossible, through us.

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The Bud is Yet in The Vine

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The Bud is Yet in the Vine

There is nothing hidden that shall not be made manifested and those things done in darkness shall be brought out into the light!   Luke 8:17  God sees the unfolding of the bud yet with in the vine, as well as he sees, and reveals, the hidden agenda’s of scheming men.

Did you know that Jesus said, “The words that I speak to you are spirit and they are life? Therefore the  things of the spirit must be spiritually understood.”

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Luke 8:18  Jesus : “So pay attention to how you hear. To those who listen to my teaching, more understanding will be given. But for those who are not listening, even what they think they understand will be taken away from them.”

Divine Pruning- To be subtracted from that we might be added to.

This past year has been the culmination of a season of pruning for those marked for leadership in the body of Christ. All of us who press on into the upward call will find ourselves in and out of these seasons of pruning, where God is removing dead works, and unproductive clutter, out of our lives. Often times, we are so preoccupied with expansion, and growth, we overlook the necessary principles of maintaining healthy, and stable, businesses, ministries, and relationships. This season of pruning, for many, has  resulted in cut backs.  Ministries, outreaches, businesses, and perhaps even a loss of these things, leaving those who have gone through this, a sense of bareness, but it is for our good that the dead things that have no fruit in them are cut away. There are going to be abrupt changes taking place, in so much, that literally we will find what was relevant one day, not at all the next. Looking back a year from now will seem such a faded distance away. Change is in the air. God sees down the line a lot farther than we do. He will get you ready if you’re willing. The baggage we throw our world into, will take wings. WE must put       all our trust in Him.

Those destined to serve in divine government have been sorely pruned. The missing branches, taken out of our lives, and ministry, that we thought would fulfill us, were ill equipped, or incapable of producing what was needed in the governmental authority God is preparing his people to rule in, as we move into  the decades to come.

The weakened, fruitless, or diseased, branches that would betray us under the pressure of appointment, and position, were cut off, to make way for a stronger, and more productive branch, to take its place. Have faith, what seems to be loss is preparation for great gain.  This is 2011, this is 2012. Subtracted from, to be added to, in preparation for  government rule.

Philippians 3:13-14

New King James Version (NKJV)

Brethren, I do not count myself to have apprehended; but one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead,  I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.

The Kingdom of God Suffers Violence, And The Violent Takes it By Force

However, there has been another kind of assault against those marked for ruler-ship in the kingdom of God. And this one is of the kind that David and his men suffered in 1 Samuel 30. It is another kind of “removal or subtraction” and that is one of a healthy limb, cut off, or taken by the enemy. A malicious separation by the thief who comes to steal, kill, and destroy.

In David’s story we see an aggressive campaign to restore what has been stolen, and a lesson learned regarding a militant watch required on the home front, even as we are off in foreign lands working for the Lord. The story of David and his men (that I encourage the reader to review) speaks of those who are left to watch over the home front receiving like honor, as those in the field.

One area that will bring much healing in the body, and already has, is this subject of honor. Giving honor to those to whom honor is due, will continue to be the healing balm of restoration, and unity for the Body of Christ, as we move forward into a new church era.

The Davidian Rule takes back the lost and stolen. It gives honor to whom honor is due, recognition to whom recognition is due. It Sees the part everyone has in the whole, and rewards it. 1 Samuel 30:21-31

A Sum of All Our Yesterdays, the Beginning of All Our Tomorrows.

  For the older saints who still have a few years of work ahead of them, they are seeing, what seems to be no end to it, no retirement possible, in the natural, to do the things they wanted to do for the kingdom of God. Their years of spiritual warfare, and the wrong decisions that others have made, feels as if it has taken from them momentum, time, and money … the actions of others impacting what should have been stored up for their latter years.

Now  many are seeing a world that has sown to the wind, and is reaping the whirl wind. The result of sin, and disobedience. How it has impacted there own lives even though it wasn’t from choices they made. As David, they have come home from work, from ministry, from obedience to God, only to find their family members in captivity, their finances depleted, their house, and wares worn out; surrounded by comrades who themselves are angry, and disenfranchised.

The answer to much of this is walking in the revelation that the bear market has nothing to do with the kingdom of God’s economy, but we also, have to remember we are living in this fallen world and the murderer and thief is still at large.

The good news is, Satan cannot win, and even when he does seem to win, that is when he really looses! It is God’s good pleasure to restore to us what has been stolen.

Campaigns To Retrieve the Lost and Stolen

Now is the time to pull all stolen resources out of the camp of the enemy. Calling them out in the name of Yeshuah. (The God who saves) Just as David and his men went after their family and wives who were stolen from them while they were out to war, so there are those in the body of Christ, who have been out doing the Lord’s work and have come back only to find their home pillaged by the enemy. The weakest link in the family/body being zeroed in on to penetrate walls of defense, to get in and raise havoc.

You may not see how it was persecution, but I assure you that for many, that is exactly what it is. You did nothing wrong. A weakness that had nothing to do with you was exploited to the hilt, not because of your wrong, but because of what you were doing right.

Yes, some of us make messy beds we have to sleep in and God is merciful, but this I am talking about is something that would not have been exploited like it was had it not been for WHO YOU ARE.

You will need all that the enemy has taken from you back, for the days ahead. And it is there for you to retrieve, if you will believe. This translates into that which has been stolen from our homes, finances, and families, our church families, and even God’s people through out all nations, for those who are believing for the lost on that level.

Pent up justice, and that thing stolen- from those who have been faithful, is held up for that day of exchange that God has assigned, in a time when it will be needed most. The riches of the wicked, and illegally obtained wealth, is laid up for the just. You have been waiting to long. Now is the time  for you to mount up for battle, and demand the thief to restore all that has been stolen- with interest!

Our Own Experience
A few months ago we did just that, we began a prayer vigil, and stand; demanding what has been stolen to be returned. After a few days of prayer we had a break through. The lord gave me a vision. I saw my self walking through a battle field, nothing was left but abandoned tanks, and burning debris, the earth was scorched. I then came upon an abandoned camp, up next to a mountain. There was nothing left in the camp but smoking debris and broken equipment. I felt that what was stolen in the camp had been retrieved, but my eyes fixed on clefts in the rocks of a mountain side, next to the camp.

I walked over and began to search into the clefts and ravines. As I did I began to see souls coming up from between the rocks, they were missed when the campaign to retrieve the stolen, had previously gone through. I Saw Parcels and a U-Haul Bringing Back the Lost and Stolen.

I have had the lost, and stolen restored before, but this was something else. Much more was at stake than what we could possibly have known. When we obeyed God and began this campaign, we saw the Lord work a mighty work. I saw in the spirit a U-Haul truck full of goods. The Lord said, “In a few days there will be three parcels coming in, little things as a down payment, but behind that is a haul. Keep standing, believing, and praying.” A few days after that my camera that had been lost for a year was retrieved. A couple of parcels came in the mail, items left behind from traveling, another parcel was a financial blessing that restored an unjust loss; as He has promised these three parcels came in as a marker for more to come …

To Go the Extra Mile, To Wait Upon the Lord For One More Hour …

It was there the Lord reminded me of something that happened many years ago. We suffered the loss of a fledgling work of the Lord where people were getting saved, healed, and delivered, and this loss came through betrayal. I began to include that situation in our prayers for the recovery of the lost and stolen.

A few days later came the haul. The lives and souls of precious human beings. I can testify that our prayers for the return of that which has been stolen has measured out in souls. Even a new mission presented itself in subsequent days from this focused prayer for the stolen to be returned. God is an awesome warrior who retrieves the lost at every cost, for He has done that, even to the shedding of his own blood at Calvary, for the remission of sins.

 What the thief has stolen shall be restored. Many of us in ministry have been interrupted, or intruded upon by the enemy, the cost has been souls, and I shudder for those who have involved themselves in treachery in the midst of God’s work. But in Christ’s kingdom nothing shall be lost, none of His shall be forgotten. He will go the extra mile as the good shepherd always does, not satisfied that He has secured the 99, he continues searching for that one missing.

What we do in the kingdom of God must be done with intent. Make the decision to try again, go back one more time, take one more search party, lead one more campaign in the spirit. Didn’t Jesus say, “Could you not tarry one more hour?” Could we not go back one more time, try once again, and this time believe for all that was stolen to be restored? Ultimately, that is summed up in souls of lost men and women, and hurting boys and girls.

Many times finances hinder the work of God, yet, He promises us that He gives to us all things pertaining to life and Godliness, those things are available to us to fulfill God’s purposes in the earth. If finances are not coming through, it is not because of what God will not do, or what He has not provided. It is because of what the enemy has done. I don’t understand asking God for prosperity, I do understand telling hell to get off of what God has already given us, to serve Him with.

We must take our authority and exact from the kingdom of darkness those things stolen away and hidden in it. God wants us to take back wealth, time, health, strength, all for souls, all to advance His kingdom. He said, ” I have given you power to tread … The kingdom of God suffers violence, but the violent take it by force.  

And how is this done? Didn’t Jesus say, the words that I speak to you are spirit and they are truth? That we war not against flesh and blood but against spiritual wickedness in high places? Are we not to command the night to bow to the day, with a two edged sword in our hand, and the High praises of God in our mouths? Speak as Moses spoke to the spiritual Pharaohs of the land and say, God has said, “Let my people go?” Our part should not be left undone for He has said, “Go into all the world …  these signs shall follow them that believe in my name …” it is up to us to take possession of every realm and dominion, for He has given it to us.

The bud is yet in the vine.

Posted on by Deana Barnes

New Episode Remnant Nation Radio

A World of Contrast

A World of Contrast

Remnant Nation Radio

                                                                                                                                                      

A short discussion identifying the great contrasts we will witness in the earth as two kingdoms clash, profound darkness showcasing the glory of God that rest upon the Bride of Christ, as she reveals His power in what will be described as both the best and worst of times. The episode opens up w/ ministry and prayer for the sick.