Today we had an active shooter in the Colorado Springs area. For 5 hours Police and First Responders worked the situation to defuse and disarm the threat.
I went to Father to learn how we can overcome these spiritual mountains, to gain access and take the territory away from our enemy. Continue reading An Exercise in Dismantling A Terrorist
I woke up in the middle of the night. There was terror in the air and a lot of “push/pull” between good and evil. I sat up on the bed and said “There is a wall around my kingdom and only love lives inside”. It felt a little better so I said it a couple more times while visualizing that wall from my Seat. It was very tall wall, wide and strong. Nothing could penetrate it. Finally, there was peace and I went back to sleep.
We pray for the people of Paris who have been left with broken hearts and a badly shredded sense of safety. They are not alone. Around the world we stand on alert with tears in our eyes, searching for answers to stop the carnage of evil. Continue reading TERROR EVERYWHERE!
I had a vision of riding a horse at breakneck speed as it galloped along the edge of a cliff without touching the ground. It was made from the blood of God and I was covered from head to toe in that blood which made holding my seat on his back very tricky. I’d slip and slide and nearly fell off several times. But gradually I learned the
rhythm and learned how to hold on so I could ride with this amazing horse as it flew into the future. On and on it went without end. When I asked Father God how long this would continue, he only said “Well, forever, or if you prefer, I will let you know if it will change”
I learned that this was a picture of how my life would be from here on out. And I can witness that it is true. Nothing about my life is normal anymore. I exist in the miraculous all the time, constantly flying above the ground. Continue reading Riding the Blood Red Horse
We just finished a week-long family event at our home. Almost 30 people from several states came and enjoyed being together. It was wonderful.
And it was a trial, although not for all the obvious reasons, save for one: religion. My family was raised Pentecostal/Charismatic and we all shared similar doctrines for most our lives. Then about 2-3 years ago, I began learning new things and my doctrines began changing.
I stepped out of the lines and did things like, umm, reading outside the usual doctrinal stuff. I read “Pagan Christianity,” by Frank Viola and George Barna. This book was one of the first to rock my status quo, and then it was “Raptureless,” by Jonathan Welton. Of course, there were many other authors in the mix like Maria Maddalena de Pazzi; hers was some rather obscure but enlightening material. Continue reading SET MY BROTHER FREE part II
Dream
In my dream, I was a young man in my early twenties trying to visit my twin brother in a mental health facility. (I’ll call myself Joe and my brother Jim.)
The receptionist told me I couldn’t see Jim because it was time for him to eat his dinner and then take his evening medications. She said I’d be wasting my time trying to talk to him after he’d taken meds.
It seemed she was quite intent to keep me from seeing him, so I pretended to leave the building. Instead, I hid around the corner listening as she and the home’s director went into Jim’s room. I heard them hurriedly feeding and medicating my brother. I also heard Jim whimper and cry quietly. There was no response from the receptionist or the director, the ones who should care about his welfare and happiness. Continue reading SET MY BROTHER FREE!
“Kings and queens will serve you and care for all your needs. They will bow to the earth before you and lick the dust from your feet. Then you will know that I am the LORD. Those who trust in me will never be put to shame.” (Isaiah 49:23)
This verse prompted me to say it out loud several times over the course of a couple of days period. Then I saw it differently than I’ve ever seen it before. Continue reading KINGS WILL SERVE YOU!
Of my prophetic friends, I have a 50/50 chance of hearing such an announcement. But honestly what I hear is the computer on the bridge of the starship Enterprise.
Can you hear it? “Warning, Warning, Warning!” Yeah, ok, that’s a Trekkie thing. Ha. And I admit I absolutely loved that show along with all the movies and the sequel series. But I could continue to love it because I always knew the ‘warnings” meant
complete destruction would somehow be overcome by the end of the hour through the genius of Captain Kirk, or Jean Luke Picard or Kathryn Janeway. Continue reading WARNING, WARNING, WARNING!!!
I’m climbing and it matters little what others might call me. As I claw at the dirt and rocks, I’m learning the best places to grab a handhold or position my foot. Sometimes I clamber quickly and cause rolling scrabble and then I turn to watch it after I reach a plateau. Continue reading CALL ME WHATEVER, I’M CLIMBING!
I watched the movie “The Book Thief”, which was about a girl in the middle of WWII who discovers the immeasurable value of words. And I considered Prophesy. Prophesy is words. Were there no prophecies to warn the people about that war? Why did 6 million Jews and 10 million Christians die when our God of Miracles was very much alive? What did the people miss? And what’s to keep us from missing it again?
Then Father reminded me that escape from any catastrophe comes in believing and those who don’t believe find little opportunity for escape. He reminded me of the hundreds of stories from that era. They were stories of people who smuggled others out of Nazi Germany at risk of their own safety. And stories of those who escaped in miraculous ways. There were a million miracles during that time. Therefore, I concluded, there were a million believers. Continue reading YOU! – must write!
My awesome broadsword was given to me in the middle of a spiritual battle. It’s a marvelous revelation I want to share with you.
In a dream, I cowered on the floor in a dark corner of an old house. At the front door, a pack of demon beasts clawed and snarled. So, I ran around inside the house and secured the windows and doors, then I retreated to the room farthest away.
Chris Hemsworth showed up suddenly (I think he represented an angel) and began flinging the doors open. His actions caused me to panic and I screamed, “What are you doing?” But he yelled back, “Use your sword!” and then he tossed me a broadsword. Continue reading MY AWESOME BROADSWORD
