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Leaning Into The Lion

Leaning into the lion’s mane-

As I sit in my chair I closed my eyes and rested my head to the side and I see a vision in my minds eye of me resting my head on a lion. I am sitting in a beautiful oak forest on a cliff ledge, overlooking a valley surrounded by mountains with a river running thru the middle dividing it. It is autumn. The leaves in oak trees have turned into their autumn colors. Everything is a beautiful golden hue and it is dusk. I look at this majestic lion and he smiles at me with pride. As a father would smile at his child. I look back out over the valley and suddenly I notice I am standing in glorious shining armor. I look and see a sword in my right hand and shield in my left. Suddenly I am aware of my importance. I have been given an assignment. I hear the lion lovingly say in his calm kind voice “Beloved, you are fully equipped.” His low voice is so soft and firm it sounds like a rushing wind. Suddenly an army of soldiers in silver armor appear around me some on horse back and some on foot. They are surrounded by a misty fog. It’s probably early morning. They are all carring spears but I am not. We are marching along a river on a steep embankment. As fast as the soldiers appeared they disappear and I see my two children running around me. Playing and full of laughter. I am not worried about their safety. I am full of joy and purpose. I look ahead and I see the lion waiting for us with those same loving eyes. I look back and the same lion is following close behind us full of patience and loving kindness. I remember the phrase I have been hearing in my head “He goes before us and watches closely‏ behind us” I also hear Isaiah 40:11 “He gently leads those with young.”

– Jessica Young

 

 

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A Clint Eastwood Dream

This is a reminder to pray for Clint Eastwood. A dream I had in 2008 with the dates in it February, 26th. IDK. His last two westerns. Pale Horse and Unforgiven, are prophetic. The unforgiven who die in their sin go to hell.

Revelation 6:8

“And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.”

The Pale Rider. Unforgiven.

  The dream was in 2008, there was some kind of thing happening where people were going to the ER, or walking into medical clinics, and the doctors were literally pulling their feet out from underneath them. The clinics turned out to be more like medical experimentation clinics. It almost had a mad scientist’s thing going on. A figure wearing a white coat that looked like Lurch from the Adams family, was meeting people at the door. I saw Clint Eastwood sort of standing on the edge of a high rise roof and look into Hell in the second degree, and scream. As he disappeared over the side. The date 2/26 was the date  happening in the dream.  I don’t get very many dreams like this, that are disturbing.  Praying for CE. God has used actors in my dreams before, playing a part, that often had nothing to do with them as a person. They are just acting a part. Sometimes their names have a prophetic message. His movies though, those two are telling. What is strange was that recently a dream was sent to me (to interpret) that also had Clint Eastwood in it. This person said that they were hiding in his restroom, and Eastwood told them they couldn’t stay there, so they walked out of that room in his house straight into a concentration camp that was pretty much close to or in CE’s back yard.  They said they were in there being contained, said it felt like a forced medical quarantine, that had an easy way for them to get out. Just comply.  Odd all of this actually seems on the radar now, with the pandemic. With lab made viruses, and experimental vaccines that are not even FDA approved being administered.
“Revenge Of The Creature“ first movie. 
“My first film I played a lab assistant. I played a lot of lab assistant roles in those days.” -Clint Eastwood. Documentary: A Man With Out A Name.
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25 Years After Your Time! Vision

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A Glimpse Across the Great Divide.

Dear reader as a servant and intercessor of the Lord Jesus Christ, I’m about to share with you a true encounter I had, in March of 2016. While it has taken me six months to grasp an understanding of what I have seen and heard. This is a large portion of that encounter but not all of it. If more is released for me to give, then I will add it here when appropriate. I am trying not to conjecture towards my own limited lens, regarding the millennial reign of Christ. Attempting only, to report what I heard and what I saw.

It was about nine in the morning and I was busy in my routine, I became very sleepy and sat in the arm chair in our living room to rest a moment, this is very unusual for me to do. I fell asleep. In my sleep I was awaken by the sound of a bird caught in the exhaust pipe above the stove range. When I stood up, I suddenly found my self walking through a small honey bee swarm, that buzzed in through my front door, with a ray of sun. After I gently swiped at the honey bees and got past them un-stung, I remember saying to myself, “Wow, the bees are back!”

I went to see how to get the bird out of the exhaust pipe above the exhaust hood, but when I got there the sound wasn’t coming from the exhaust pipe, so I turned around towards the sound of tin and flopping wings, and found two soft brown doves moving, and flapping about, in a very large pot that had been set on the table. They had knocked the pot to the floor, and I thought that must have been what woke me up. When I walked over to the pot I shewed them out. They didn’t seem too afraid of me, but flew off deep into the house, and then came back and darted out the open front door. I then realized this was how the bees must have come in.

As I stepped out the door I felt like the porch was in a much deeper shade than normal, the deck felt damp and the porch was closed with the overgrowth of a couple bushes that seemed to have tripled in size. A deck that catches the full morning sun now only had a sparse stream of light coming through it. I caught a glimpse of my pear tree over to the side of the house and it was in full bloom, this was why the bees were all over the place, I could here them buzzing around the blossoming trees. But the pear tree was noticeably bigger, wider, and fuller than what it really is, for all my fruit trees are juveniles and bear little or no fruit yet. I then noticed the shade came from the bushes and trees around the house that was advanced in age and size. Much age and much size. I walked out off the porch mesmerized by the change in the yard. How can this be? The sky was beautiful blue, the grass vibrant green. Children were playing in the pasture across what was once a road, in front of our house.

The defined tree line along the road was no more defined. The smaller evergreens in the pasture were now towering, it was a nice play area. Park like- rather than the pasture it is now. There were children playing there, two boys specifically were playing baseball with a bat and ball. They had casual clothes on t -shirts and jeans, they looked like they could belong to a family in our neighborhood as far as physical likeness, but that couple is older with no children of that age. I walked over to the side of the house and saw the fence and fence line gone in the back yard, there was a school bus painted mid-night blue over to the side of my property where the fence use to be, it appeared people lived in it. It seemed like a pleasant little place. Most amazing was the road in front of the house, it was almost completely overgrown, and was now a broken asphalt path. I began to understand that I was at my home years into the future.

I began to pray and acknowledge that I was in the future. My property, on the outer foothills of the blue ridge mountains, in North Carolina, is in a country setting. It seemed to feel like a village in a country setting, now in the time of this vision. I don’t believe I was visiting MY future, at all. But, the future of this place. As if I was a visitor of another time because of a conversation I was about to have. Looking around was a pleasant experience; it just felt relaxed, but I wondered why the county roads were not kept up. I wondered what happened that made everything around me seem even more “out in the country” than it was before, and then grow like a village at the same time. Life seemed so simple, and restful, there were no sense of restless striving.

A young male adult stood with others across, what use to be, a county road in front of our house. I asked the young man who was walking around with bigger children and young adults what year it was, sort of laughing because I knew that would be a funny question, he knew what I was asking but he had to think about how to tell me. He said, “Well, it’s about 25 years from your time.” I could see for some reason it wasn’t that easy of an answer. I later surmised it must have been hard to say, being that I was visiting from the previous age. Otherwise I have no other reason to believe I was in a new time.

I knew from the beginning I was not in heaven, nor was I in what would be my personal future, but I was visiting the area I live in now 25 years after my time. (The young adults exact words.)

I looked to another older young woman, (older than the youngsters in the group) and asked her if this was still America. Again, I felt a little embarrassed to ask what would be to them a bazaar question, but somehow they knew I didn’t belong in that age, and so they seemed to expect this of me. She smiled and for a loss of words said, “Well, sort of yea, but not really.” Later, I thought I should have asked if this was still the United States. My mind went to Jerusalem, at that point and I wondered what we were to them over there. So in this vision I may have believed I was in the 1000 year reign of Christ.

The earth felt like a near utopia, that doesn’t look, in this place, much different then it looks now. There is a very distinct difference in the *atmosphere, and that seemed to be the biggest change. I thought later, that would make sense, if we were in the millennium of rest. In the vision I began to believe that I was visiting the millennium 25 years after Christ’s return. After watching children play with a bat and ball that both appeared to be very old relics of the game, I walked into a new scene.

It felt like the same part of the country, I was in, but now I’m seeing more modern looking structures. When I say modern I mean newer. It was like a research center, and medical out patient center all at once. I had a feeling that extreme weather was no longer an issue when constructing these buildings, because they had an in door, out door, quality to them. I sensed that there were advanced technologies while basic living in some areas were even less modern then they are right now in my time. It never occurred to me a research center or medical facility would exist after Christ’s return.

But, when I read the bible more closely, after this experience, I don’t know why I had that notion. I’ll explain more later. I know now that much of who we are in Christ at present, will be in a full blown continuum, in the time when “We will know even as we are known.” If we continue in Christ. The seed will be of the fruit but much, much, more. In fact the fruit will be firmly attached to the vine. Yet, I was in the state of still seeing in part. I was in the state I am now. So this whole experience has been a struggle to understand more of those things I do not know.

There was a woman with a lab coat on; again, very pleasant, and the first to speak to me directly, before I spoke to her. She was another **young adult.

The technician was smiling and telling me what the center was doing, this is what she said: “We are getting rid of diseases in the earth. Many are gone now.” At the moment she said that I imagined that this was a process of the healing of the nations. As if disease, like flood waters were abating from the earth, and it would need professionals to be employed to help sweep it out forever. This is the first time I thought about the daily life of post tribulation living. Each morning there would be a work of restoration to tend to, for the post tribulation survivor and earth born. The three adults that I spoke to may have been teachers. None of the children seemed to notice me, or look directly at me. I did wonder about these young adults who were 25-35 years of age who would have been 0-10 When what happened to me occurred. If it was 1 Thessalonians 4:16 ?.. And the dead in Christ shall first rise, then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up with the Lord … Were they caught up? They looked like the children and I, natural born. They didn’t appear to be different. No one did. However, the young adults did seem to be sort of shepherding these children.

For the first time ever, I began to grasp that daily living in the new time would not be extremely and abruptly altered in Christ’s return, among those who survived tribulation and would live on afterwards. In fact this caused me to look up Is 51:11 and I saw it in a new light. (Therefore the redeemed of the LORD shall return, and come with singing unto Zion; an everlasting joy shall be upon their head: they shall obtain [reach for and acquire] gladness and joy; and sorrow and mourning shall flee away [SORROW SHALL FLEE AWAY]the Hebrew translation can read like this: grief/curses/vexations shall ABATE, VANISH, and/or FADE AWAY. So in the reign of Christ on earth, in their reaching for Him they shall find Him, the fruit of that intent will be for the picking, this will displace the other. Grief, sorrow, vexation, and curses, will in exchange, recede from them.

Like flood waters they abate away as in Noah’s day; as the nations that REACH for the fruit and harvest the leaves of the tree in their pilgrimage to ZIon. So they shall obtain the promise and provision of God, as we do now by faith. In obeying His instructing for blessings in the earth. A companion passage is Revelation 22:2 (and down the middle of the main street of the city. On either side of the river stood a tree of life, producing twelve kinds of fruit and yielding a fresh crop for each month. And the leaves of the tree are for the healing of the nations.

The young female with the lab coat on, then said, “You know, speech impediments and dyslexia are caused by a demon. “She said, “We cast them out to cure that problem.”

When she said that I was taken back. Always supposing demons or unclean spirits would go to the pit with Satan. But does the bible say that? When I looked into this I saw popular commentary assuming such a thing. But nothing is particularly said about that in cannon of scripture. However, in books most Protestants call companion books to canonized scripture, found among the dead seas scrolls, for example, even the book of Enoch that is actually quoted in scripture, there is great detail of what demons actually are and when their “time” is come. There is reason enough to believe it is after the great Judgment. I know that I could be trying to super impose this experience on my grasp of the end times. This experience is more real to me than my understanding of eschatology. Which has changed over the years, and is more of a frustration to me, having heard every view I think there is, and seeing the right and wrong of every one of them. Here I Am.

When the technician was speaking to me, I had a knowledge, or an awareness of an abode or dwelling that was far from any natural light radiating from where we were. It appeared to be upon the edge of things at a distance hardly visible and I’m not sure I saw it with my natural eyes. I saw it during the following encounter, that was what I would describe as a place of lesser light. A side note expelled away, that I had no time to explore.

What happened next is I saw a woman sitting in a chair, like a dental chair in this medical office, that was sort of inside and outside, (I felt nature very close to what we were doing.) The woman in the chair had a speech difficulty that centered from the language part of her brain. The woman in the medical coat told me it was a demon causing this, and asked if I would like to cast it out. I said sure, so I turned to the woman and said, “In the name of Jesus Christ the son of the living God I command you to come out of this woman and go where you know you’re suppose to go.”

When I said this a slight shadow transposed from her face and then lifted away. I saw in the spirit that outer place where this demon left to go. It felt as if each time this happened there were less of these in the world to deal with, among mankind. This spirit seemed to operate like a message scrambler on the frontal lobe of the brain where words and letters were stirred out of sequence. Everything was there that they wanted to say but not in an organized order to say it. I never had it so easy to get rid of an unclean spirit. Nor such a sense of it being vanquished. After that we were done and the lady was thankful, and then I was on my way.

I was back in my front yard and the young man I met at first, was among a group of people that were now standing, partly in my front yard. I looked over to say good bye to him, and began to go back into my house, the young man then called out to me kind of urgently, and said a word for me to know before I went back into the house. As if he knew I was going back to where I come from, and he wouldn’t see me again. As soon as he yelled out the word to me, from across the overgrown path, I wanted to say, “What is that?” But then I woke up in my arm chair back in my own time, which was still in the morning of March 2016.

He seemed to just say one long word, or a mashed up phrase, but when I woke up, I realized it was a play on three words mixed together. They were magnitude, megaton, (or magnetron) and the one that really stood out was Marduk. At that point I had no idea what the young man meant. Except I thought he may be trying to tell me about a cataclysmic event that would happen in my life time. But, I was relieved it didn’t seem to hurt this area that we lived in.

The lady that had an evil spirit cast out of her, must have been alive in my time. She was over 50. I puzzled over the words I heard for several days, asking the Lord for understanding. I looked up the word Marduk and really didn’t connect it to anything that seemed connected to my experience. Until a few weeks later in April, when my husband and I was listening to a you tube channel, explaining NASA’s recently mentioned Nibiru acknowledgment, that was in the news in January. The heavenly body was named by another name that I had never heard before. This reputable Christian broadcaster and scientist called it the Marduk Star. A heavenly body that passed earth about every few thousand years. Marduk is mentioned on a Wikipedia search when searching Nibiru.

Disease and the millennium

Would disease not be immediately banished in the millennium at the return of Christ? As you can see I think I was in the millennium. According to this view of the future, as it seems, it is not. But in due process. Healing for the nations is issued from the city of God according to the book of Revelation. Healing was in the leaves. If the nation’s were already instantly healed, we would not need the TREE FOR THE HEALING OF THE NATIONS. Jerusalem will be the hub for TEACHING PEACE and honoring CHRIST; rewards of PROSPERITY AND HEALTH WILL COME TO THOSE NATIONS that honor Christ. Will that manifest in natural medicines and medical knowledge right down to removing unclean spirits, case by case in this instance? Is there scripture that opposes that?

In Conclusion

The beast and false prophet are thrown into the pit, and Satan is bound for a thousand years. But what about evil spirits? Is God leaving that to the earth dwellers? Would it be like it was after WW II where those charged with war crimes were rounded up and convicted, some evading capture even for 50 years? While the top ranking officials were captured, sentenced, and jailed, even executed.

I saw that in 25 years, after my time, the place where I live right now changed very little. The houses and trees were untouched, vegetation was left to grow- on the other hand the pear tree had been under careful husbandry. As if it was an essential part of someone’s food source. There seemed to be no new construction, It was a countrified utopia. The children playing appeared to be related to the folks who live in the area. The boys playing ball were around the age of 9 and 10. Again I was told 25 years from my time. So, my time now, in the era of HIS return, ends at an unknown time. But seemingly soon, as pear trees have a 25 to 35 year life span, and these trees are about four years old now. Even though in the new age trees may live longer, I had a sense of being about 25 to 35 years in the future. ” 25 years from your time.” What does that mean? The house and growth around it looked 25-40 years.

Other than the growth of vegetation, the overgrown road, and the missing picket fence, time appears to stand still. Dress is not unusual, but an awareness of a new “time” is. But then this is only 25 years from wars and tribulation, right? Compared to 975 years yet to develop. If I was in the millennium. When I was taken to see some things at the medical/ research center it was very much modern. But not outlandishly techy. The architecture and landscape seemed fused. The medical technician had a test tube/ or something that was common to see in the hand of a medical researcher.

I know it was based on a progressive path, certainly, casting out unclean spirits was a part of that, which sort of blew my mind. In fact this whole experience came out of no where, and is based on nothing that I have been reading about or experiencing. The only thing that could have triggered anything is asking God if it was good that so many have followed us here, where the foothills begin at the blue ridge mountains, Moravian Falls just 45 minutes away.

Everyone is going to have to be settled in their own heart and mind where they are to be right now living in America. Personally, when we wanted to move to the Oregon coast 30 + years ago, I was given a series of dreams revealing why not to live on the west coast, why not to live on the border of Mexico, and why not to live where my husband and I were born and raised. We were sent to the East Coast on a prayer mandate in 2004, and then God told us to leave Wilmington NC., in 2008 after a dream that revealed the economic crash, and possibly a violent tsunami that surges 8-10 feet in land. The Spirit of God gave us 4 days to leave the city where we had a good job and our adult children. After a year of traveling the Lord relocated us to where we are right now. Family from the East and West have relocated to be here with us now, and this was a God thing 1000 percent.

But, before that we were sent to the Smokey Mountains, for 10 weeks of fastings and prayer, for our next prayer assignment. That is what landed us here, after one year, in a beautiful act of restoration after years of loss, for the gospel’s sake. Our two children heeded the warning to move away from the coast. I’m not one to focus about the end times and eschatology. I’m a teacher on healing, at heart. But, I have to steward the dreams and visions I’m given. I believe we have the call of God to change the tide- that we are not sinking as the Body of Christ but arising. Come what may we are more than conquerors in Christ Jesus. This is not doomsday for the child of God. But, the most powerful and awesome days to be alive.

I know we live where we live because God put us here. In the vicinity of the Moravians in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. If this encounter is the kind of an encounter that I’m personally sure it is, then I’m seeing the posterity of our neighbors will continue to thrive here. Yet, the house felt to be known as ours. Is it too incredible to believe?

The way this has changed me is that it causes me to realize the reign of Christ on earth is a transition of a dispensation where in some ways, in some places, the planet rebounds where it is left off, seemingly undisturbed. What suffering entails (here) may be political, economical, or psychological but the land, houses, and trees were undisturbed, in this place.

More telling, nothing harvested for warmth. Yet in the early 1980’s I saw sand dunes in-land way off shore at the border of VA and NC, where trailers were erected, not unlike those used by victims of hurricane Katrina. They were for detention, by the way. But the sand was what was surprising, so far in land along the coast. I saw this after the great evacuation, that took place on the west coast that went so far in land that people had taken off to the mountains of Idaho.

A few years later, in another dream, I saw the evidence of war manifesting as fiery plumes beyond the horizon, three clouds puffed up and then turned into black horsemen that ran across America. From the North West to the South East, could the three be economic woes because of wars? World War III being the 3rd?

Later, in the 80’s it appeared that I was standing in an area that had been evacuated, as if there to see what would happen next. Suddenly, I saw a pin point of fire blaze high up in the sky. I realized it was a rocket. It was flying from the west arcing south eastward. I was in rural central Idaho. A few minutes later the area was hit by a thermal wind, and fence posts edges, the driest of weeds, and house corners, combusted into flames. In another dream, a time later, I was standing on a road in the same place. Suddenly, a black horse busted out of the small bluff or ravine behind me where the home of the family who lived there had a name who’s escotology of names means messenger and/horse. It galloped over my head toward the same place the missile had gone.

Now being moved to this part of the country, those kind of dreams have ended, that involved living in places that were being evacuated, with a military presence; bombers flying down the pacific coast, and missal strikes; relocation and evacuation centers that once some are netted into, would become permanently detained. But these dreams ended when the Lord called us out of the Northwest. That journey began with a visitation from the Lord in 1997 showing me the last city we would live in, in the western part of the United States.

*In the book of Enoch demons and unclean spirits are not Fallen Angels, Fallen Angels are Fallen Angels. It seems that demons are the offspring of those beings born of women when fallen angels had intercourse with them. Genisis 6. Since this experience many items in the dream have been confirmed to me. One was that the exhaust pipe above the stove, there was only a hood and charcoal filter. I couldn’t understand why I thought a bird had gotten into the exhaust pipe when we didn’t even have one. But just one year later an update in our kitchen included an exhaust pipe, and I or the dream I had was not the reason it was installed. But a set of circumstances made it the logical thing to do in order to upgrade. There were other things as well, including the large pot the birds were in that I will write about one day. But this one: meeting people that bore a resemblance to some of the children I saw in the dream, was the most amazing- light skin hispanic children with auborn hair. This is some what unusual but later the older couple we knew of down the street had their little grandchildren over. They were going for a walk they were light skin hispanic, with auborn hair. Could these chilren grow up to be the parents of the children I saw 25 years after my time?

*Update: I saw our half acre of picket fence was gone, in the dream. The last 3 years of extreme weather made it necessary to begin tearing it down. After being on the property for 20 years.  In the dream the only vehicle I saw was a midnight blue converted school bus parked on our property line where the fence once stood. The bus was well taken care of and still used as a dwelling.

click here: Prophetic Words And The Blueridge Mountains. North Carolina, God Brought us here!  

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For The Sake Of Fruitfulness

purple-grapes-vineyard-napa-valley-napa-vineyard-39351.jpegA few days ago I was pruning back the over growth of our grape vines. So many really good looking runs had to go. Reminding me  of the careful, loving hands of  God, that prunes us back for reasons of fruitfulness, and viability.  To save our lives, and to ensure kingdom productivity. This means He does everything in His  power to finish the good work that he has begun in us, as the author and finisher of our faith. From the faithful son to the prodigal. His goal is to bring us home, that we can abide with Him, in His House.

God the Father is the Lord of the harvest, and resides over this work of salvation being wrought in the earth. Him who desires that no man perish; but, that all will come into the knowledge of the son. At the time that I was pruning my grape vines, this article began to trend on my website. So I’m taking that as a sign it’s a word for the season.   – God bless.

For The Sake Of Fruitfulness

Recently, the Lord gave me a picture. I saw a tree, it was in great shape. A nice full tree with viable limbs and thick with foliage.

As I was observing this tree all of a sudden a branch grew out from one of the limbs, and as it grew I began to notice that it was a dead branch. Now how can a dead branch grow?

Read: For The Sake Of Fruitfulness  by clicking the link below, the article will answer the following questions, and more.

1.What is the destruction of the flesh?

2. What exactly are works of the flesh?

3. When does mercy end and judgment begins?

For The Sake Of Fruitfulness

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Post Trump Election And Malachi 4:5-6

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The vision behind Year of the SONS

It has been nearly two years (February 18, 2015) when the Lord gave me a vision that deeply impacted the scribing of a word that had been rolling around in my spirit for several weeks. What was remarkable about that vision was who we had been in intercession for, at the moment I had it. Normally, I have several articles in waiting on any given day, some outlined months in advance before publishing. This one was unique as I will explain more on that later.

On the day of the vision, I happened to notice a prayer request for our brother in Christ (John Paul Jackson), that he was in much need of prayer. Though we were not close followers or partners of our brother’s ministry, we knew of him and surly shared in the blessings his life was, to the body of Christ. This is the rest of the untold story on the article (linked below) called Year Of The Sons.

“I walked back into my prayer room after being notified by my daughter
that John Paul Jackson was in need of urgent prayer from the family of
God.

 After spending a lengthy amount of time praying, the Lord gave
me a vision.

I saw a feather pen with a beautiful white plume that curled
at the ends. It was very elegant looking. I then saw the pen and ink set
to parchment paper as if a writer was going to begin writing. I felt such
a strong anointing during that time of prayer, that I rested in it for quit
some time and it remained on me for the rest of that afternoon. Because
I was praying for John Paul Jackson, I BELIEVED God was showing
me our brother in the Lord would not die, but live, because I heard the
FATHER say: “There is more.” I returned back to what I was doing
before the phone call, writing YEAR of the SONS. This is that, posted
at the link below. During that time, what I didn’t know was that our brother Paul
had gone home to be with the Lord. I was given a beautiful
conformation of what was on the Father’s mind when I saw a video tape
of what appeared to be brother Jackson’s last message that he wanted
us to remember.

He spoke of THE HEART of the FATHER.

I have never written anything so easily in my life-
that day in February almost
two years ago. I’ve never publicly spoke of this until now. The words
flowed off the pen, so to speak. I actually thought at the time it was
because I was enjoying a residual anointing that fell during the
intercession for John Paul Jackson. What I now know is that the Holy
Spirit was bridging a continuum of the ELIJAH INITIATIVE out lined
by our brother’s last message, and penned in detail by this amazing
encounter- through the prophetic gift of the HOLY GHOST! When God
told me “There is more”, it wasn’t because Brother Jackson didn’t
complete his call, it was because the Body of Christ is called to
complete a mandate come from HEAVEN.


The Mandate Remains

The Great Day of the Lord “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.”  

 

What an incredible conformation John Paul Jackson’s video was, as well as a very beautiful good bye. I wanted to share now, as time has passed a little … The rest of the story behind the prophetic word: Year Of The Sons, and its connection with the vision given while praying for our brother; where we believe the Spirit of the Lord details further, upon the FATHER’S HEART anointing- demonstrated by Brother John Paul Jackson, in what has become one of his most loving last words, that are out there. With  renewed conviction we move forward with the commission of the Lord Jesus Christ, to preach the Kingdom of God in the Father’s Heart Anointing, based on the clarion call of Malachi 4:5-6 in these end times. See the following link for Year Of The Sons.

The Father’s Heart Anointing- YEAR OF THE SONS

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America’s Trouble, Dreams 1982-89.

 It seems now there are just too many confirmations for me to continue to ignore the need to publish these dreams given over 35 years ago. They are warnings for America for prayer and  preparation. While they have recently only been published; I have friends and family, and at least one pastor, that have known about these dreams since I started having them in 1982. In the last decade a dream addressing what I call: The Great Evacuation  from the Pacific Northwest-  had  been recurring. At the time that I had these dreams I didn’t know others had similar ones like mine. A couple had them in the 80’s as I did. I was only four years old in the Lord, in 1982. I  had never heard of A.A. Allen. Henry Gruver, Ken Peterson, or Demitri Dudaman, who all had similar dreams and encounters, as I did regarding America in the end-times. Other than A.A. Allen, these brothers in Christ had their dreams in the 80’s as I did.

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White Iron Horse Prophecy 

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The SHATTERED Rod

A dream of the rise of socialism in America.

1 Corinthians 12:4-11King James Version (KJV)

Now there are diversities of gifts, but the same Spirit. And there are differences of administrations, but the same Lord. And there are diversities of operations, but it is the same God which worketh all in all. But the manifestation of the Spirit is given to every man to profit withal.

The ARM OF THE FLESH, is man in all of his works, that excludes God.

For any governing philosophy that embraces the Godhead as supreme, can prosper. However, there are some philosophies far more devastating, and oppressive than the rest, when godless. This would be all of those on the road to communism. Because there is no ability to hold in check the balance of power, between the government and the people, as there is in a democracy. Isn’t it interesting how the community   “with all things in common” was how the first CHRISTIANS lived in unity, with Christ as their head? No wonder the god of this world has exploited that paradigm as his preferred government. A dictator has no problem making sure everyone has equal shares; but, too often those equal shares are only just enough. It is designed so no one will excel enough to topple power, and most communist government’s manage to produce a dictator type. Because the, all things in common, model replaces the Godhead with a supreme leader.  The creature, alone, over any work is a work of the flesh. Or trusting in the strength of the arm of men. This is considered witchcraft, according to Galatians 5:19.

The Dream: In this dream My character represents the “Praying Church”.

I have given you power to tread …LUKE 10:19

In a dream I was taking pictures of the downtown area of a city. representing a snap shot in time of the here and now. It was an older city that had a lot of red brick and beige sand stone trim. One building looked like it could be a state house of some kind, spread out with much landscape and other smaller buildings holding to the larger building’s design. I feel like if I had time I could find this city somewhere, in America. I assumed I was not in the western half of the US but quit honestly I don’t know where I was at; however, a real name of a real city came up, later. While trying to zoom in and focus looking through the lens of my camera, I suddenly realized that a bronze statue of the Russian leader Lenin was towering before me. When I approached it I could see it was unnaturally massive over the city far above all other buildings. I was told this was Lenin and I knew it was him, as well. But, he was much younger with long hair, wth what you would call a blunt cut, or Dutch hair cut. The city had no modern sky scrapers in my view, that I could see, the bronze Lenin statue would have towered along with them. I stood and stared in disbelief wondering what the meaning is of this statue in front of me, for several minutes. Finally I moved, and went around the statue towards the back and entered inside of it. I seemed to be in astonishment at the rise of socialism, Marxism, Leninism, and communism in the land.

When I entered the statue it became as a library and dusty like a museum full of books. Books were stacked everywhere and were as walls creating a path to walk in and sections to walk around. I was observed by an individual there to assist me, but they could only stand and watch as I carefully looked around. This person seemed to be in hopeful anticipation, as if hoping I would discover what was behind all the books. I then turned a corner around the books, into a room where there were stairs to climb into the body, and head, of the statue.

Coming down the stairs from the head of the statue was a robed and hooded, mummified figure in a stage of rapid decay, holding a shepherd’s rod. Not a staff but a rod. The Spirit of the Lord emboldened me to rush up to him and snatch the rod from his hand, I then took authority over witchcraft, and said, “Spirit of witchcraft, sorcerer! I bind you, you WARLOCK I break your staff!” I then lifted the rod and broke it in half as it crumbled. The mummified figure immediately lost his right arm broken with the staff. Then I was back outside again, and I heard the name of a city spoken, it was Leningrad. But Leningrad is now St Petersburg. I thought I was in America. But now I don’t know. How can Leningrad be in America? Perhaps it is all of the above.

What I do know in research after this is that Lenin (lying in state) is decaying so rapidly his body is being replaced by a state of the art embalming technique that makes him appear that he is not in decay. But that he looks limber and appears as living, with a material that is much like plastic, in fact, much of Lenin’s original body is now replaced. This parallels so much in so many ways to modern day movements it is hard to begin. I’m thinking of how our colleges and universities are producing socialist thinkers in the land. While appearing to be what they have always been, something else has subtly taken them over. Regardless, it proves the scripture true- ever learning but never able to come to the truth. Witchcraft is described as a WORK OF THE FLESH.

Though the statue appeared to be that of a younger Lenin, it is actually being empowered by an ancient spirit. The ROD of its deteriating power was broken in the dream. As Lenin deteriates in his glass tomb, fully being replaced by a synthetic material. I believe most dreams, visions, and prophecies, can be applied to our scope of spiritual authority that we walk in. The Church’s spiritual authority is to peoples, tongues, and nations. So ideally this vision would be applied to where ever this strong hold would exist in the world. The Church is on the move, and she is excersizing her authority. Christ in us the hope and glory. The prophetic community talks a lot about what we think is going to happen, rather than decreeing what is suppose to be happening. Join with me in declaring Marxist Leninism will not prevail in our land. It’s an old story book given a contemperary jacket to appeas the youth.

Psalm 37:17  For the arms of the wicked will be broken, But the LORD sustains the righteous.

Proverbs 22:8  Whoever sows injustice reaps calamity, and the rod they wield in fury will be broken.

Warlock – The most commonly accepted etymology derives warlock from the Old English wǣrloga meaning “oathbreaker” or “deceiver” another less recognized word Varro- lockur which means “caller of spirits” clearly in the dream his power has been broken and his right arm of strength, as well. Let this be as so in our land. I am thinking this is a prophetic parallel of all of the above. The rod of its power has been broken. Though the statue appeared of a younger Lenin whose ideology is popular with many youth today, it is empowered by an ancient spirit. WITCHCRAFT IS WORKS OF THE FLESH. In the strength of the arm of man, without GOD.

This philosophy is towering over our land, is bigger than we realize, has been in power, and pushing for the finish line of a communist state. The body of Christ must not be passive in the GODLY AUTHORITY WE’VE been called to demonstrate. So in all our determination to comprehend the times we are living in, and even the powers at play- we should address the strongholds that are in our land, and pull them down. When we gather, for example, in our rallies for Christ, I hope we go a step further beyond repentence, and beyond worship; to pull up, to tear down, to build up and plant. Many are revolting over today’s politics. But, The Church has a greater weapon. For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but MIGHTY THROUGH God to The pulling down of strongholds, for we war not against flesh and blood. But against the rulers of this age.

Galatians 5:19-24  Now the deeds of the flesh are evident, which are: immorality, impurity, sensuality, idolatry, sorcery, enmities, strife, jealousy, outbursts of anger, disputes, dissensions, factions, envying, drunkenness, carousing, and things like these, of which I forewarn you, just as I have forewarned you, that those who practice such things will not inherit the kingdom of God.…

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The Prophetic Marker, Cuba

The difficulty in handling, properly, a revelatory word that reveals certain things to watch and pray for in the future- Is that by nature they are not in their “time” when first published or publicly made known. Life goes on and all is forgotten. They have their season, and ultimate purpose, while moving toward the one thing the prophetic warning was pointing to all along. That purpose is to promote prayer and call upon the Church to be in a state of readiness, and the season for readiness is BEFORE THOSE THINGS COME TO PASS. Because it is not God’s will that any man perish but that all come to the saving knowledge of the Lord Jesus Christ. I know our prayers can change the outcome of a would be tragedy. In Abraham’s case a whole family was delivered from the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah, and the cities were interceded for. God can move us out of harms way or intervene on a greater scale, like he did for Nineveh of Jonah’s time. Perhaps the escalating war in the Middle East being scaled down is that kind of reprieve. A word published in January of 2013 describes a dealing Obama has with Cuba, which stands as a prophetic marker in the news today. Until President Obama’s term is over, however, I’ll not stop warning of an occurrence played out after his visit that appeared to be described in Strange Bird II.

Any way, one might have to endure a tiredness, so to speak, of a warning re-emerging several times, as the prophetic markers in it begin to surface. We posted a dream released to us on October 17, 2012, on the eve of the elections that revealed President Obama would win a second term.

It laid out several events that would  take place in the Middle East that seemed to reflect the track of our foreign policy to date.image

A popular website picked it up and several thousand visited our site. Much of what occurred in the dream has come to pass. I saw the embassy tragedy in Libya did not just go away, and there was an unbroken time line that began with that event that stretched from there to Afghanistan, while the trouble in Syria bled across the map in a fiery tempest, like water colors on a wet canvas. Spreading into all its border countries. THE WAY IT has been DOING the past 24 months.

Today, another prophetic marker embedded in that dream briefly mentioning Cuba appears in the headlines as the President visits there. In this prophetic dream of October 2012 the Obama figure (wearing a military uniform and beret) begins to move out towards the center of the Middle East, sometime after Cuba. What happens after that is very troubling. I see the Obama figure lying flat on his back, he’s not moving. And no one approaches him to help. Is this the culmination of our foreign policy as it now lies in the Middle East, right now? I pray that it is not some kind of catastrophic military failure that could occur after Obama’s visit in Cuba. I’m asking for special prayers over our foreign policy during this time, the president, and our troops.

I believe in the power of intercessory prayer, and NOW is not too late, if you haven’t already, please intercede for our military, America, and Israel, and children all over the world, caught up in the crossfires of war.  I saw the dream depicting the Obama Nation flat on its back, it appeared to be in the time frame of the last half of his second term. East of Medina or at least in the Middle of the Middle East. Keep praying, believing, repenting on behalf of America. I hope one day someone, maybe President Obama can take back his declaration that America is not a Christian country. But then he may have been right. We have lost are way forgetting God is our ultimate covering and keeper.

The Eagle Had Lost Its Feathers

What, also, covers us as Americans is our constitution. It keeps us from the raw elements of the world that would encroach upon our rights and freedoms. So far it has served us well, for the most part, providing protection for all those that seek to find shelter in the shadow of the Eagles great wings. We all know our rights and freedoms are under assault, and the president’s many executive orders have found a way to legally by-pass the processes of the senate and congress. You will notice in the dream I saw the American Bald Eagle land next to Obama upon the root of a tree that was laid bare on an embankment. Perched next to him I saw the eagle begin to transform before my eyes into the shape and image of President Obama. In so much that only a few feathers were left upon him. Like a molten bird.

Strange Bird

Trees often represent legacies, heritages, and lineages. That is why we refer to our family trees. I believe the root of the tree, which was reduced to a stump, represents loop holes in the executive office where the eagle found a root to stand on. Something, our founding Fathers put there, that they never dreamed would be used in the way it has. A place from where the president has launched from, as he did in the dream, to fulfil his agendas in his second term. The Eagle Nation transformed into the Obama Nation we are now, its foreign policy landing in the Middle East. The problem is the American Bald Eagle is no longer covered in its feathers that bead off the rain, and that carry it above the storms. It is now fully dressed in the strength and form of man. Whose platform in actions and words have denounced this nation as Christian, a nation which blessings come from the one true God, now approaching the eye of the storm.  You can catch up with Strange Bird II unfolding at the prophetic mention of Cuba, more than two years before Americans imagined relations between the two countries would ever be where they are now.

The mention of Cuba, a prophetic marker. 

Strange Bird II

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Prophetic Misalignment

1 Thessalonians

New King James Version (NKJV)

But concerning the times and the seasons, brethren, you have no need that I should write to you. For you yourselves know perfectly that the day of the Lord so comes as a thief in the night. For when they say, “Peace and safety!” then sudden destruction comes upon them, as labor pains upon a pregnant woman. And they shall not escape. But you, brethren, are not in darkness, so that this Day should overtake you as a thief. You are all sons of light and sons of the day. We are not of the night nor of darkness. Therefore let us not sleep, as others do, but let us watch and be sober. For those who sleep, sleep at night, and those who get drunk are drunk at night. But let us who are of the day be sober, putting on the breastplate of faith and love, and as a helmet the hope of salvation. For God did not appoint us to wrath, but to obtain salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ, who died for us, that whether we wake or sleep, we should live together with Him.

Therefore comfort each other and edify one another, just as you also are doing.

Edify: to teach, improve, build or establish. To enlighten, uplift or inform.

I was in the market place and went to take an elevator to get to another floor. When the doors opened and I was just about to step in, it shocked me to discover there was nothing there but an open shaft, and cables. I was struck by how easily I COULD HAVE fallen into this open shaft. The first thing I thought of was the people who would not be careful to look, as I did, before stepping in. I went back to those whom I was standing with prior, and warned them of the elevator. We all stood and watched again as the elevator doors opened wide, this time the carriage was misaligned and tipped, leaving a gap wide enough to fall through. Strangely, there were those still enticed to get on board anyway, knowing the elevator was broken, taking the chance that it wouldn’t plunge downward while they were in it. I thought to go to the central desk of this international discount store, where it could be better broadcasted that the condition of the elevator was dangerous, while the group above watched the shaft.

Prophetic Misalignment

Getting to the central office seemed cumbersome and I had to go through a lot of effort just to get to the front desk. I hoped and prayed no one would plunge down the broken elevator shaft, before I could get there. Thankful, for those who were standing watch, I worried of their due diligence in warning the patrons on other floors. Finally, in reaching the central service center where there was a line, I realized that I was going to have to move to the front of the line, to get out my warning. As I began doing so I was explaining to the front counter, ( and those in line) about the elevator, the front desk manager reached for the main phone to contact central management. But, as I began to speak a Christian woman walked up to me who had nothing to do with the desk, and postured herself to address the situation under a false authority, motivated by a theological position, rather than the Spirit of God. She immediately began to play down the sense of urgency by addressing the warning as fear, discarding it because it wasn’t a positive word; but, rather, I was speaking death. I knew this woman was out of order, and seriously misguided. Still, she had a presence about her, and a boldness. But, what alarmed me the most was that even though the message was clear and precise, the desk personnel stepped back from the intercom, confused; with a hint of embarrassment in her face that she had begun to respond to my initial warning.

And yes, you guessed it. This was a dream.

Dream continued: The atmosphere changed and it seemed as if all reason bowed to the illusion that this woman’s counter posture against the sound of alarm, bore a reasonable reaction. All motion toward alerting shoppers, and rendering them directives around the broken elevator, while dispatching maintenance, became suspended. I remember looking around the room amazed how she neutralized the urgency of the warning, while interrupting the natural protocol needed to avoid a potential disaster. Can you imagine an elevator like that broken, with out being put out of order? No yellow tape, no orange cones? No maintenance, or repair being assigned to it? The dream outlined the lunacy of reacting that way to a clear and present danger. Even the liability concerns of those in charge to alert maintenance. But, no one did anything. Yet, this kind of reaction to prophetic words and ministries called to blow the trumpet in Zion, is carried out every day.

Indicators, Regulators, And Soothsayers.

(Putting aside the dreams dual references of misalignments, including what is taking place in the market place. And the potential ramification of those that are still trying to board an obvious disaster hanging on a thread … ) I came away from the dream with a more pressing concern, however, and that was how to convince those who have the power to save lives now, not listen to the soothsayers of our times. I knew this character in the dream was presenting the fallacy of an error that stemmed from false teaching on the office of a prophet, and what the mercy of God truly looks, and sounds like. Even how the positive confession era has created an imbalance among many. Displacing common sense in many prophetic circles. (This parallels with the elevator scene where a man is trying to board a seriously misaligned car in a shaft where he could be terribly injured. A clear and precise word is required in a split second with no time to couch the issue, such as “STOP or you will DIE!” Is that not a positive word? How about this one- “Your sins are forgiven, go and sin no more, less a worse thing COME UPON YOU!” Certainly, we are swinging back from the pendulum where words of warning described the disaster, but not the directives to avoid it, or the wisdom to walk through it. Leaving, the receiver under a cloud of fear and even torment. This is not the heart of the Father. His dealings with men are forever seeking to lead us to repentance.

Political Peer Pressure

We need to understand the value of what true prophetic ministry is. Oddly, present in the dream was an atmosphere- a peer pressure of sorts, where sounding off the alarm could potentially make one appear foolish, and this, also, over ruled the good judgement of those in charge of managing crisis. The fact of the matter was her attempt to put forth a false sense of security, while dowsing the impact of the voice of alarm, immediately, aligned herself in judgement of those WATCHMEN who would NOT sound the alarm to warn the people when disaster is imminent. A cable holding up the MISALIGNED elevator car, (that is suppose to facilitate safe departure and arrivals), is about to suffer a catastrophic failure. Woe to those who cry, Peace! Peace! For sudden destruction shall come upon them. Woe to those who are manipulating common sense responses to crisis in order to create a false sense of security! Woe, to those regarding prophetic warning; who muddy the waters of clear and concise prophetic detail, to give it a positive spin.

1 Thessalonians 5:3
While people are saying, “Peace and safety,” destruction will come on them suddenly, as labor pains on a pregnant woman, and they will not escape.

Isaiah 9:16

For those who guide this people are leading them astray; And those who are guided by them are brought to confusion.…

Isaiah 30:10
They say to the seers, “See no more visions!” and to the prophets, “Give us no more visions of what is right! Tell us pleasant things, prophesy illusions.

Jeremiah 8:11
They dress the wound of my people as though it were not serious. “Peace, peace,” they say, when there is no peace.

Jeremiah 14:13
But I said, “Alas, Sovereign LORD! The prophets keep telling them, ‘You will not see the sword or suffer famine. Indeed, I will give you lasting peace in this place.'”

Ezekiel 13:10
“‘Because they lead my people astray, saying, “Peace,” when there is no peace, and because, when a flimsy wall is built, they cover it with whitewash,

Micah 3:5
This is what the LORD says: “As for the prophets who lead my people astray, they proclaim ‘peace’ if they have something to eat, but prepare to wage war against anyone who refuses to feed them.

For those who have experienced this kind of boldness to shut down the spirit of the voice of alarm, in a mission to save lives, know that our responsibility to prevail with the warning is not lifted. For if they HEAR, and do not respond, we’re not responsible. But if the warning is dampened or hampered it is still for the watchmen to press on and persevere. We see how Paul did this in the passage below but first let’s remember, many of the prophets were threatened, beaten, incarcerated, driven out of regions for their sound of alarm. That spirit that declares peace in lue of warning, is in bed with Anti Christ, false prophets, Jezebel, Ahab; the foolish servant, and if nothing more is a FEAR FILLED Christian who does not understanding that the mercy of God is present in warning, correction, and rebuke, as well as a form of strengthening, and edification of the saints. Certainly, our words should be full of life, but many in the body misunderstand the dynamics that sustain and strengthen Kingdom life.

Identifying a breach in the wall, is commendable in most vocations, and approaching those where that message will be most effective, makes sense. Of course, it would be blocked off as any breach would with special attention, and inspected, with inquiries to why it failed. Warnings in evangelism through out history have moved many to repentance, it is mercy that exposes our hearts, so that we will not die in our sin. Pronouncements of judgements with out either an opportunity to repent or instructions to do so, is not the heart of the Father. In the new testament, in the acts of the saints, we see occasions where confrontations occur and hard words are spoken.

We have the account of Peter’s dealing with Ananias and Sapphira who lied to the Holy Ghost, and Simon, who thought to purchase Him. A firm warning to the readers that we are not to grieve the Holy Spirit, or lie to him. These dealings are no less critical now than they were in the beginning. This is why I warn those now who would posture themselves over words of the prophets of God, to dilute their impact, or divert their intent- If they succeed and lives are lost, the blood will be on their hands. Warnings, through the Spirit, in there nature are acts of mercy, pronounced judgements with instructions for repentance, the same. We see that in the delayed judgement of Nineveh that saved a whole generation, in the story of Jonah.

Jesus said to preach repentance for the forgiveness of sins, in His name, to all nations. Luke 24:47

Now we see how Paul dealt with someone who was a Jew and called a prophet; but, in this passage was identified as a false prophet. In some translations a sorcerer. Many do not realize that operating in the flesh is operating in witchcraft because witchcraft is called a work of the flesh. Therefore, meddling with the Holy Ghost ministry under the guise of prophetic ministry, is deemed as sorcery according to scripture. In this dream this woman was acting out in the flesh. The following is how NEW TESTAMENT apostolic ministry dealt with in-house sorcery.

Acts 8:20-25 New International Version (NIV)

So, being sent out by the Holy Spirit, they went down to Seleucia, and from there they sailed to Cyprus. When they arrived at Salamis, they proclaimed the word of God in the synagogues of the Jews. And they had John to assist them. When they had gone through the whole island as far as Paphos, they came upon a certain magician, a Jewish false prophet named Bar-Jesus. He was with the proconsul, Sergius Paulus, a man of intelligence, who summoned Barnabas and Saul and sought to hear the word of God, but, Elymas the magician (for that is the meaning of his name) opposed them, seeking to turn the proconsul away from the faith. But, Saul, who was also called Paul, filled with the Holy Spirit, looked intently at him and said, “You son of the devil, you enemy of all righteousness, full of all deceit and villainy, will you not stop making crooked the straight paths of the Lord? And now, behold, the hand of the Lord is upon you, and you will be blind and unable to see the sun for a time.” Immediately mist and darkness fell upon him, and he went about seeking people to lead him by the hand. Then the proconsul believed, when he saw what had occurred, for he was astonished at the teaching of the Lord.
Notice how this very powerful occurrence upon the word of Paul, immediately coming to pass, acted as a sign to the proconsul? We will discuss amazing accuracy upon the word of the prophets, later. But, keep this demonstration or “sign” in mind.

Simon the ex sorcerer, attached himself to the apostolic ministry of Peter, after he believes; but, makes a serious mistake when mishandling the subject of the Holy Spirit, by asking to purchase the Holy Ghost! … More reasons not to grieve God, in those things pertaining to His Holy Spirit and giftings; but, look here, Peter had a WORD for this man, and it scared him into a sobriety that may have saved his soul. But I wonder, in some of these prophetic climates today would such a “WORD” be received? Or, for that matter would such a word dare to be given?

Peter answered: “May your money perish with you, because you thought you could buy the gift of God with money! You have no part or share in this ministry, because your heart is not right before God. Repent of this wickedness and pray to the Lord in the hope that he may forgive you for having such a thought in your heart. For I see that you are full of bitterness and captive to sin. “Then Simon answered, “Pray to the Lord for me so that nothing you have said may happen to me.”After they had further proclaimed the word of the Lord and testified about Jesus, Peter and John returned to Jerusalem, preaching the gospel in many Samaritan village.

Still, it is our responsibility to let the prophets speak and the others stand and judge. We do this in our assemblies, in our meetings, should the word of prophecy be handled with any less care in the internet market place, that is increasingly being used as a tool of ministry? As believers, self governing in these issues will please God, contrarily, wilfulness and recklessness, will not. In fact, what we do or undo in relation to His prophetic word, will be examined, and we will be made accountable on how we handled or mis handled, even, the Word of Life, in all true prophecy. For the REVELATION of JESUS CHRIST is the SPIRIT of PROPHECY. Now back to IMPROVE, BUILDING UP, ESTABLISHING, and EDIFICATION. WE who are of the day are not appointed to wrath! Yet, we are reminded to stay awake and alert. To watch and pray. To make ourselves ready!

So, who does this? Is it not the watchmen of the night who sound the alarm? What would become of those who cried peace in the day of wrath? Sudden destruction shall come upon them. Again, let me point out three of those words that define edification. TO IMPROVE. Do we not remove waste when we are improving? TO BUILD. Do we not clear the ground of roots and rocks when we lay a foundation? TO ESTABLISH! Once the building is built how shall it remain?

Lions Tigers and Bears

I was in property management for many years and one of my duties was to oversee the building and property maintenance. To see to it that structures were regularly examined, maintained, and repaired. That elevators had updated permits, and safety checks, properly licensed for use. Clearly witnessing what materials are good and for the edification of a structure, and what is not. Cheap material and sloppy repairs NEVER work for the long haul; although, cosmetically, they may get you by for a season. This is reflective of those who always have a positive message, but no substance. The material is easy to come by and cheap, but has no enduring value. Untempered mortar. To improve, edify, build up, and establish; also, involves removing the broken, to replace the new- and you can ask a plumber about the messiness of some of these jobs that require the removal of debris, first, before repairs ensue. In fact, many chronic problems would warrant a complete revamp with new materials, updates, and remodels. This is Kingdom building and the tearing down of the old along with its removal, is all for the edification of the saints. It requires all of this to improve, build up, and “edify”. This takes skill, and requires the workings of the five fold ministry to accomplish a complete revamp. No one wants unskilled labor to remodel their home. Neither does God. Each anointing has its responsibility to accomplish that work. Even a visionary sees what has to go before he SEES what will replace it, those things are skillfully communicated, by those who stand and judge. This is why every word should have a prophetic conference to discern its timing and to activate, appropriately, its levels of realization. That is why the Lord, warned me to beware of the foulers, dowsers, disclaimers, and the distractors, of prophetic flows. The fouler poisons the original intent of the word given, by quickly introducing a counter thought, the dowsers will quench its fire because of the strength of the word, they will attempt to “cool it down” for the luke warm seeking pallet. This modifies the word’s impact, and meddles with God’s original intent for the word or warning. I’m not speaking of those who run around screaming the wolves are coming- out of conjecture, that certain things are about to happen, by watching natural events unfold- I am talking about prophetic ministry that receives news headlines from the Spirit of God. Fight or flight, build or tear down, the Church should be ahead of what is real and what is rumor.

This is why it is dangerous to be this woman depicted in the dream, she promotes soothe saying and frustrates prophetic warning and sways administrations to disobey true spiritual authority, this can only be our age old enemy, Jezebel. The “disclaimer” of prophetic warning immediately begins to reverse the momentum of impact. The “distractors” will often be the ones who quickly raise up controversy, again, to misdirect the flow of the word in order to bury it.

Beware of SEED THIEVES! We are called to be vessels of the DOVE not keeper of THE CROWS.

Think about it like this- when you hear a prophetic warning because the WORD OF GOD is like a seed sown into the ground. What fruit will it potentially bear in the good soil of our hearts? The Lord once showed me that a man and his son would begin to suffer consequences of the lack of faith that was being spoken over their circumstances. That there would be a death of that which should be a blessing, in their lives. They changed their habit and all is well. What if they decided to not respond, because I pronounced a warning of death? You see, the word given to them to speak life over their circumstance went unheeded, and after awhile the fruit of the mouth (life or death is in the power of the tongue) began to manifest. As Christians, our non response to prophetic words and warnings are just as critical as our responses. They need to be carefully considered, biblically confirmed, or discarded with great care. In fact, some words should never be left unattended to. Because in them are life and death.

Rejecting and dismissing words aimed to work havoc rather than salvation and peace, is clearing your shelves of a potential hazard, in the days to come. I don’t see where confusion over a prophetic word warrants it “to be put on the shelf’.” The biblical model, straight forward exposes false prophesy. That means it is examined until it is either received or rejected. Seeking the Lord on it may take some time; but, it is important to recall it before prophetic council where it will be judged, like the scripture says, “let the others [prophets] stand and judge.” That is why it is important to take personal words, spoken over us in private, before others. In fact, I often gather a few people around when I find that I have a word for someone to stand and judge, let the prophets do so, let them stand and judge; weigh it, wait on the Spirit; in Holy reverence towards the Father, regarding His prophetic ministry. I do the same when interpreting dreams through e-mail. We have a little disclaimer that instructs the dreamer, to take their interpretation before a group of trusted counsel.

Though I never personally had to deal with a direct attack against a prophetic warning like that one played out in this dream- I have had many words that were quite lovely, not responded to. I’ve seen the results of that many times, finding that when you explain to people what the alternative is in some of these cases, they are more apt to respond. A couple years ago the lord showed me a vision of the Lion of Judah walking through the flames of revival as the high praises of God were sung and praised by a worship team on the platform of a spirit filled church. I delivered a prophetic word that went along with the vision, to the pastor who happily received the word, but in the weeks and months to follow he cut short worship, and often quenched it. I’m not saying he did this deliberately. But, normally when a move of God is prophesied to come OUT OF a certain thing one would explore that avenue of entry. If you believed the word is come from heaven. This is another reason we are told not to despise the word of prophesy, don’t disregard them, there’s purpose in that. With in a year the worship team I saw leading the High praises of God into that revival, lost key members who were there in the vision when it happened. We need to act on the word, not counter act. I’ve seen the aftermath of those who scoffed and discarded prophetic warning, whom at the same time were steeped in a very strong prophetic culture. Incredibly, I remember praying a hedge of protection over such a group and heard snickering because a Christian comedian had made light of the hedge prayer. Well, we had seen that comedian and heard the same thing too, and his point about it was funny; but, in practice there is nothing to discard about walls. In fact, at that time we were under a commission of GOD to: REPAIR THE BREACH IN THE WALL. Sadly, those who decided to mock the concept of THE HEDGE, and other prophetic warnings began to suffer a series of attacks; a few of them tragic, that are associated with broken walls, their hedge of protection was down. Even while we were executing these unheeded warnings I remember a real strange moment when a small child had disappeared in the group and was found outside in the street, because all the doors had been left open. Even after a scary object lesson such as that, our REPAIR THE BREACH IN THE WALL messages and prayers went mocked. Darker days ensued.

Satan comes not but to kill, steal, and destroy. No WALLS, NO WATCHMAN. A few years ago I comforted a prophet weeping in shame because of the rebuke they received for warning another prophet of an attack against their spouse, in the area of illness. That warning was not received, and with in two years that minister’s spouse was dead of cancer, in the prime of life. When a watchman sees a dust cloud rising on the horizon, and doesn’t report it then what does the bible tell us about that prophet? Rest assured my brothers and sisters, at times you WILL BE CALLED A FOOL. But, the fool is the one who FEARS an evil report, attacks the watchman, and thinks ignoring it will make it go away. Even declaring there is no dust cloud on the horizon, it is only a little rain! When, in fact, it is a treacherous gang of murderous thieves. How about humbling ourselves and calling it what it is? Let’s respond by having a meeting in the war room with the Lord of Hosts for wisdom, knowledge, and understanding; for strategy, and approach. Rather than a heretical butterfly and pixy dust response that will turn watchman prayer gatherings into a bunny farm. While satan’s hordes advance.

We have nothing to fear with our Father’s warnings. In them, we will win all our battles, when we inquire of HIM who teaches us, who trains our hands for battle, and our fingers for war.

We should not be so quick to react to a word of prophecy, less we miss handle the word of truth, misdirect it, and bring judgement on ourselves. Of course, it is the nature of crows to steal the seed. Crows will be crows. But, the household of faith is held to a higher standard. Whether, we are in meeting at home, in our living rooms, at a cook-out with our neighbors; or, moving about the internet market place- in the days to come remarkable warnings and prophetic words are going to reach beyond the four walls of our Christian gathering places. It may be, at times, where social media will be used to quickly move groups of people out of harms way, when multiple prophets post the same thing at the same time. Can you imagine a culture of ‘prophetic seed thieving’ pecking away at words of prophecy in such a time as this, counteracting true watchmen ministry?

(By the way, there are those who call themselves such a thing, that may have dreams and visions, habitually voicing them outside of biblical protocol, whom have no understanding of the true purpose of the seer. Thinking that predicting the future is the sum of prophetic ministry.) They are not watchman, but watch dogs; barking at anything that moves, with no clear and distinct intelligible words. There is a difference between yapping canines, and true WATCHMEN OF THE NIGHT.

God is restoring the Spirit of the fear of the Lord, with exploits and demonstrations of HIS power that will accomplish their intended purpose.

He will confirm His word with signs and wonders following. Is not “an event foretold” a sign? So then what was the word, or message that sign confirms? Every sign has a message that it is punctuating. If there is no message attached to a sign, then the ministry is a loud attention gatherer, like clanging brass cymbals, but has no substance ascribed to it. These kind “draw men unto themselves” who chase dreams, visions, and supernatural anomalies. A very spooky spiritual form of CLOUDS WITH NO RAIN. Too many ministries seek to validate their call using signs, forgetting they are there to confirm a true message from heaven. In fact, a ministry void of teaching and preaching the word of God, relying heavily on manifestations only, is one molecule away from the lying signs and wonders of the end times. Eventually, that ministry will succumb to fanaticism, and foolishness, that diverts attention away from the cross and sets it squarely on man. let us live soberly, as we rightly handle the word of truth, discerning the age we live in.

Acts 16:16

It happened that as we were going to the place of prayer, a slave-girl having a spirit of divination met us, who was bringing her masters much profit by fortune-telling. Following after Paul and us, she kept crying out, saying, “These men are bond-servants of the Most High God, who are proclaiming to you the way of salvation.” She continued doing this for many days. But Paul was greatly annoyed, and turned and said to the spirit, “I command you in the name of Jesus Christ to come out of her!” And it came out at that very moment.…

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. Amen and Amen.

In closing:
The other side of the coin.

A side note to the dream that appears to have a message with in the message- Often the Lord will give us dreams and visions that have many facets of truth. I see this in the dream as well. Here is another more simple warning in regard to the open and unguarded shaft. We live in a world where the love of money is much like that elevator shaft. Getting in it is suppose to be a ride up or a ride down, as markets go. Not a plunge to our deaths. Not a lure to disaster, that is why we put our trust in Christ and our treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not corrupt. To be lured into this world system over the love of money is imminent disaster, in these end times.

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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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What Windows Mean In Dreams

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Prophetic Dream Symbolism

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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!

Rebecca

The tie that binds “LOVED”

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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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Just Go With It

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Just Go With It

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Just Go With it. A podcast on fulfilling the great commission, an encouraging word on the keeping power of God, as His saints fulfill their call in bringing the full gospel of Jesus Christ to all nations. Jesus said, “My meat is to do the will of my Father”. Doing the will of the Father is, in itself, a source of support that energizes us in our endeavors. Join us for prayer ministry, and an exhortation to preach, do the work of an evangelist, and fulfill our ministry.

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The Sojourning Bride is on the move through out all nations. See what she is doing in Russia, and what her appointment is in America. Upon her are days of renewal from ancient wars, she is being refreshed once again, in THE LATTER RAINS, to assist in THE end time AWAKENINGS. “YET, ONCE MORE SHALL I SHAKE THE HEAVENS AND THE EARTH”, SAYS THE LORD. When the sleepers rise from these shakings who will be there to orient them to the WAYS OF THE SPIRIT? Will it not be the one who makes herself ready? Join our pod cast, THE QUICKENING, for ministry in prayer, and word, including a prophetic dream regarding the shocking results of PRIDE’S deception.
 

 

 

 

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The American War Bride

A prophetic word to the Sojourning BRIDE of CHRIST WHO LIVES in AMERICA. Who is the BRIDE of CHRIST? She is the one who is in love with him. SHE IS THE ONE WHO IS WAITING FOR HIM, making herself ready, day and night; watching. Longing for his return. I saw her walking through the battlefields of AMERICA from days gone by until NOW, and I heard The Lord say, “Come off this battlefield, there is victory for you to glory in, and a new GARMENT FOR YOU to wear.” JOIN THIS PODCAST for the details of the latest CHAPTER regarding the BRIDE OF CHRIST who lives in AMERICA, and HER new assignment IN CHRIST.
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American Princess

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Matthew 25:1-5 (NIV)

The Parable of the Ten Virgins

 “At that time the kingdom of heaven will be like ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. Five of them were foolish and five were wise. The foolish ones took their lamps but did not take any oil with them. The wise ones, however, took oil in jars along with their lamps.

the bridegroom was a long time in coming, and they all became drowsy and fell asleep.“At midnight the cry rang out: ‘Here’s the bridegroom! Come out to meet him!’ “Then all the virgins woke up and trimmed their lamps. The foolish ones said to the wise, ‘Give us some of your oil; our lamps are going out.’“‘No,’ they replied, ‘there may not be enough for both us and you. Instead, go to those who sell oil and buy some for yourselves.’“But while they were on their way to buy the oil, the bridegroom arrived. The virgins who were ready went in with him to the wedding banquet. And the door was shut. “Later the others also came. ‘Lord, Lord,’ they said, ‘open the door for us!’“But he replied, ‘Truly I tell you, I don’t know you.’ “Therefore keep watch, because you do not know the day or the hour. 

Ephesians 5:12- 24 The Message 

… Wake up from your sleep, Climb out of your coffins; Christ will show you the light!  So watch your step. Use your head.  Make the most of every chance you get. These are desperate times!  Don’t live carelessly, unthinkingly. Make sure you understand what the Master wants.

Luke 21:36
Be always on the watch, and pray that you may be able to escape all that is about to happen, and that you may be able to stand before the Son of Man.”

Luke 12:39
But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what hour the thief was coming, he would not have let his house be broken into.

Luke 12:38
It will be good for those servants whose master finds them ready, even if he comes in the middle of the night or toward daybreak.

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The River Down Stream

The River Down Stream.

I have an article called the Mountain Of The Lord. It speaks of  the tributaries and streams that flow from the mountain into the river. Everything that is relevant, a pure word, and that which sets the trends of the earth comes from this place. The river that flows into the valley is from the mountain, but it becomes compromised as it courses through the city where sewage and run off begins to add to it. This is the river flowing into the institutions of men where high thoughts that exalt themselves above the knowledge and wisdom of God, begin to contribute into the flow of what should be holy and pristine; but, rather, adds murkiness to the river.  This is the traditions of men making the word of God non effective.  Mark 7:13. BUT, the crisp fresh flow of the Spirit comes from the high place. It begins with forgetting those things that are behind and pressing on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God, in Christ Jesus. It contributes to the life of God, those that pursue him in their seeking, heal the waters in the midst of God’s people from whom  living waters flow.

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“The Tetons and the Snake River”
(photo- by Ansel Adams in 1942)

Out of the secret place, where we go to seek His face, we encounter spiritual weather systems that pour down their precipitation, in what we can spiritually parallel with the  form of mist, snow, and rains, from heaven’s sky. The call of the Spirit is to impart the mysteries of God, sometimes like a mist, a flow of impressions; sometimes like snow pack that releases its measure in season, sometimes like the pouring rain, all at once overflowing the gullies, gushing down the mountain, in some places it is held up like a pent up flood in natural dams … a trickle, ready to become a deluge at any moment.

The Way of The  Mountain

Is lonely at times, and barren of natural comforts, yet, rich with atmosphere as  timbers, silently sway … Singularly, but increasingly corporately, the Mountain of the Lord (in the Spirit) is being pursued by a generation of believers as the sound of His voice, like many waters, is increasingly being heard flowing from out of the heart of His people.  With it the sound of the high mountain winds that  blow through the tall pines, that hollowed airy sigh that joins the roar of white water rapids crashing down through the rocks below. The sound of many waters echo, as they rush through the canyons descending from the place where rivers are made. This only comes after our solemn expedition up the mountain, rising in spirit as when vapor ascends invisible, then descends like the mist, settling above the streams in every ravine.  When the waters descend they roar in progression. This is THE DEEP calling unto DEEP.  For more on this article go to THE RIVER DOWN STREAM.

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The Russian Renewal

The Red River Nation Prophecy by: dee barnes

6/2013

I’m going to tell you about this thing that I have seen, and it is like the vision I wrote about regarding Syria and Turkey. The vision has a panoramic effect and seems to record an expedition like journey that runs from one continent  to the other  through out the earth from the beginning of the era of the Church, and I would imagine, will continue until the end of the Church era. This observance is something  I simply seem to step in and out of, to observe momentarily from time to time in its progression. Like walking into the middle of a movie on a Saturday after noon, going out, and then coming back in to an on going, epic story, that progresses to other scenes, and locations, each time I visit the theater. This next vision that I am going to share is like a sequel to the Sacred Pilgrimage and Crimson Banner vision but now instead of being in Syria and Turkey, the location is in the land of Russia, with the scene opening up on a beautiful spring day at what appears to be Red Square.                                         

Enter the Song Bird of Russia

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Vladimir of Kiev 956-1015 AD.
Olga 890-969 AD.

Song of Solomon 6:9 ... But my dove, my perfect one, is unique: She is her mother’s only daughter; She is the pure child of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and called her blessed, The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying …

Song of Solomon 6:10 “… Who is this who appears like the dawn, beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners?”

An Awakening

Many in the land of stone palaces and wide open spaces shall hear the songs of the Spirit that whirl a cross the masses, like a wet hurricane saturating the people, gathering my Remnant Nation who dwells among them. “Even to myself says”, the Lord- “Shall not all nations have their day of visitation before the great day of My Son?” “Will I not call them to myself as a hen would gather her chicks? Will not the Remnant Nation answer my call as I pass through the back roads of the cities? Shall they not gather their banners and join this Holy procession, through out the earth, that moves and walks in my Spirit?”  “Did I not say that I would gather all who would gather and return them to their land?” “Is not this land a place of the heart, in the spirit, as it is for the chosen people a city, even the city of David?” “Yes, I am passing through the high ways, by ways, and hedges as I have before, through Russia, awakenings shall spill out into the streets from where they shall come, and join the heavenly band …”

One Holy Nation under God. A holy and peculiar people, a royal priesthood that shall set forth the praises of God …

Jesus- The words I speak to you are spirit and they must be spiritually discerned.

Psalm 84:3-12 The Message (MSG)

Birds find nooks and crannies in your house, sparrows and swallows make nests there. They lay their eggs and raise their young, singing their songs in the place where we worship. God-of-the-Angel-Armies! King! God! How blessed they are to live and sing there! 

And how blessed all those in whom you live, whose lives become roads you travel; They wind through lonesome valleys, come upon brooks, discover cool springs and pools brimming with rain! God-traveled, these roads curve up the mountain, and at the last turn—Zion! God in full view! God-of-the-Angel-Armies, listen:O God of Jacob, open your ears—I’m praying! Look at our shields, glistening in the sun our faces, shining with your gracious anointing. One day spent in your house, this beautiful place of worship, beats thousands spent on Greek island beaches. I’d rather scrub floors in the house of my God than be honored as a guest in the palace of sin. All sunshine and sovereign is God, generous in gifts and glory. He doesn’t scrimp with his traveling companions. It’s smooth sailing all the way with God-of-the-Angel-Armies.

Mobile Assembly

There is a move of God, it is wonderful, powerful, it is the Holy nation, a peculiar people gathered in a moving assembly that is passing through the earth  … and it is He, the Lord who is strong in battle, but He is not in war mode, He is in gathering mode, as He said, “I will gather all who will gather and return them to their land”. As the natural Jews are returning to Jerusalem from all nations and many places so ,also, is the Remnant Nation being gathered in an assembly of the righteous, carrying their banners, lifting them high, each tribe, among their tribe, and divided among their clans. Shall not this gathering ultimately join in His return, in a twinkling of the eye, with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and the trumpet of God? Shall not this body full of death be clothed upon? For the everlasting life with in, shall be housed with an everlasting body, that wears not out, but carries the eternal destiny of living souls forever.

Red River Nation 

Blood RiverEach clan has a banner, each tribe, also. Above those banners are the banners of the Lord, like the one that says, “His banner over me is love.” And the banners above all others, over each one, is crimson red, and they flow like a river above the procession of the righteous.  So the lord Jehovah-Nissi  the Lord our banner  is passing by and assembling an assembly of the gathered, whose pilgrimage is in the spirit, passing through the nations of this earth. It is the only sound in the stillness of the hour, as the newly awakened betrothed falls into the ranks that have assembled, come again at the break of dawn. I hear the sound of many banners whipping in the wind, and it is all I can hear  and the front of the line is moving out, who knew a mighty army, on a mission to gather, to recover, to compel was  moving through the land? A breeze, they say has become a gale, but it is the sound of a river of banners in the wind. “Close your eyes and you will hear them, in the Spirit”, says the Lord. From the eagles eye view, the banners flow together like a river moving across the land. Though your sins be as scarlet red , I will wash them white as snow.

Know Your Day of Visitation

If you are not watching for Him they shall come and then be gone, and you will have missed your appointed time to join the Holy People. Now when you hear the jostle of armor, and furled banners blowing, you shall know it is not just the wind, or driving rain, though some will say it is only the weather, or it only the thunder from distant lands, you shall know it is the procession of the gathered, come to gather! Throw open the garden gate, run down now, to the little stream where hedges grow, and beggars rest. Join the righteous procession, the regiment of the ready, an envoy to the nations who travel the unbeaten paths, who camp outside the city, meeting with those who know the difference between  rain, wind, thunder and the sound, and call, of the Remnant Nation who travels in the realm of the Spirit towards that day.  To move among the nations- a supernatural host in the spirit of intercession, in the acts of the saints of God, to lay down their lives, to coddle the condemned, to awaken the sleepers, to raise the dead, to do all these things for they believe upon the power of His name. Jesus.  Proceeding wars, walking through them, mopping up after them, to save, heal, and deliver; for, God the Father sent His Son the WORD and healed them and delivered them from destruction … the Red River Nation in all their clans and tribes have one banner above them all and that banner is- Jehovah-Nissi

Shall not the Remnant Nation manifest His glory in the earth? 

What is her motto? We know her highest banner … is it not as was for Him (who is Her head) who is the fullness of the Godhead bodily? As He IS, shall she not be the same in the earth? It is written: The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me, Because the LORD has anointed me to bring good news to the afflicted; He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to captives And freedom to prisoners; to proclaim the favorable year of the LORD And the day of vengeance of our God; To comfort all who mourn, to grant those who mourn in Zion,  Giving them a garland instead of ashes,  the oil of gladness instead of mourning.

And there she goes from one destination to another, a moving assembly, through out all places in the earth, where she comes from can we know? Where she is going can we tell? As the Spirit, so the wind we can only know what is revealed, true also, for those who walk  not according to their own understanding, but according to the leading of the Holy Spirit.

1-е Коринфянам 2:12-14

Russian New Testament: Easy-to-Read Version (ERV-RU)

Но мы получили не тот дух, который принадлежит миру, а тот Дух, который исходит от Бога, чтобы мы познали всё то, что нам было безвозмездно дано Богом.

 Мы говорим об этом не словами, которым научились через человеческую мудрость, а словами, преподанными нам Духом, толкуя духовные истины с помощью духовных слов. Недуховный человек не воспринимает тех истин, которые указывает Дух Божий, и, по его мнению, это глупость; он не может их понять, потому что они оцениваются духовно.

1 Corinthians 2:12-14 King James Version (KJV)

 Now we have received, not the spirit of the world, but the spirit which is of God; that we might know the things that are freely given to us of God.Which things also we speak, not in the words which man’s wisdom teacheth, but which the Holy Ghost teacheth; comparing spiritual things with spiritual.But the natural man receiveth not the things of the Spirit of God.