Monthly Archives: January 2022

30 January 2022 – A word to all Watchstanders

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Hear Me, Watchstanders

During services I am commanded to write this direct message to All:

I AM calling you, all My Watchstanders! HEAR ME vibrate through your very essence. What you see, what you hear and sense – You MUST give your honest report. Report Truth, MY Watchstanders! Are you not on watch, for ME, on duty for protection of those you love? (said with extreme emphasis) You ARE! (now thundering) Now report with Truth, your observations. You MUST do this Duty, Oh My Warriors, My Watchstanders! Else can you even lift your head to look on ME when you make your Report?

You (watchstanders) are not Reporting because you do not know or do not know what to say who is your enemy, who are your enemies.

So I command you to consider What is, what you know to be good for MY children and what poison is. What hurts, and What heals? And there are, MY watchstanders, people and things (entities) that ARE poison, ARE doing harm to MY children.

(He is now absolutely thundering)

DO NOT ARGUE ABOUT SMALL THINGS, DEFINITIONS, STATISTICS. DO NOT ARGUE WITH ME. DO NOT QUIBBLE …when you know, MY Watchstanders, that “something’s not right” (again, thunder) IS IT?

Your Report I command of you, for MY purpose, for the very …Coming of MY SPIRIT. For the very readiness and protection of your beloved families, of MY Beloved Children.

You know how to read the wind and thus you know the coming Whirlwind.

Would you say … nothing …?

Not on watch for ME.  Now say to ME: “Not on my watch, LORD GOD”

So Much Do I Love You. I AM calling you with this Love.

And then a direct message to me:

Press yourself into this writing. The broadcast channel is coming, print or voice. Remember your messaging, your LESSONS. Remember and Consider

Consider how everything is connected, My Child. Do not stop asking “Why?” in this considering, for the purpose of your enemies, their battle plan, is revealed in this consideration.

Go back to review the Trail. (He specifically meant the “Trail of Tears”)

Ask Why and then follow that Trail.  Trust not only your “senses” – Trust MY SPIRIT when you know it is upon you, for there might just be insights and wisdom for you there, MY Child. Only Follow. Only – know again that special quiet place – you will know.

25 January 2022 – 2:22pm – A Thunderous Word

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I am sitting at my desk, writing some other document, when the Lord commands me to write these words in real time:

I Hear A Hideous Sound

Your senses do not possibly detect as I hear! And I hear a hideous foul shriek of My children being hurt, being killed. It rings to Heaven as loudly as your prayers. Yes, I know you in multiple channels, multiple frequencies, as you say, in multiple languages as you call them. I do not “hear” your pain, your cries for justice, for freedom because I know it in my being, because you are My creations.

Do I not know? Who stands to face Me to question what I know?

[He is roaring, then allows the thundering to quiet …]

Your voices are so sweet so pure

Yet there is a scream that drowns out the purity and love and praise and longing for My Glory, a sound of anguish. NO SOUND OF THIS WILL STAND. [becoming angry] I will clean this – I WILL SILENCE THIS. [very loud] Just as I wash the stench of dishonesty from My people who love Me.

When you cry to be free, when you cry to be cared for and thus governed in a Godly way and not abused, poisoned and oppressed MY SPIRIT IS FULL OF FURY THAT SOMETHING CALLED A GOVERNMENT OF THE PEOPLE BY THE PEOPLE FOR THE PEOPLE WOULD TREAT YOU SO!  I NOW KNOW YOU IN MY SPIRIT AND I SAY THUNDER! THUNDER! THUNDER! YOU WHO OPPRESS AND POISON MY BELOVED CHILDREN, YOU ARE CURSED AND NOW SAY “WOE” run in Fear.

[He is incredibly loud, and His anger is terrifying, I am scared even to be hearing this, writing this in real-time, covered by Holy Fear; He speaks now to oppressors, and His voice is steely, frightening]

Do you think, could you possibly imagine that I don’t know you, oppressors?

There is a pause, and He now speaks to us all, again.

Hear My words My Beloved Children: Your voices are so precious to Me; your very souls are MINE, and I wrap myself around you for your protection. Watch, you watchstanders, you prophets, all you My beloved, watch for Me as I clear away and clean this stench and shriek from you. Only watch. You, so many, want to know ‘what to do’ and ‘when’ and I Love You with waves of Glory. Stand and watch at the ready. All will have My calling on ‘what to do’ when I say, and you will certainly know from My voice when that will be.

Something is coming, something with more dimensions than you know of, something you may know as Living Water to clean your mess.

19 January 2022 – The Trail of Tears

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At something like 330am, I was awakened by God with this command:

I want you to write down and speak of all the tribes and nations of America, you call them Indian tribes, these are peoples who were in your Land before America was “America”.

Consider how their entire world changed. Consider the Trail of Tears. Remember where you all, all you in America, where you came from, to tell you where you are now, at this moment.

I lay awake in the dark silence, mind racing … Sioux, Apache, Crow Iroquois … I lose count after 10 or 20. Later that morning, I research; at least 150 tribes, their names jumping off the page. I compile a list, stare at the maps of the Trail of Tears, research and read this ugly history deeper and deeper.

Friday 21 January 2022

The Trail of Tears

You have been thinking of the Trail of Tears as I told you. You have heard the screams of anguish and felt their tears and known their pain and cold and betrayal.

You know that the powers that did this to My people, My beloved children, those powers were Evil, and worse than you know.

That Evil was set on My people by what you called your government and what you call your government this very day is possessed by an Evil like that, an Evil worse than you know.

You have but 5 senses – I AM GOD and I exist in dimensions and powers you know not. You think of infra-red or ultraviolet or ultrasonic or low frequency, but I AM GOD and I exist beyond your imagination. I speak in your senses now, because there is a stench from your nation, a rotten ugliness which arises from your nation – as before. Do you see, hear, smell taste, feel the unimaginable pain of the Trail of Tears? That is what you, that is what My people are sensing, because what you call your government is making evil manifest, it is making my people to be poisoned, lied to … forced to obey commands, made to believe what is not of Me, that you are to be divided according to an evil of something called your government. This is your Trail of Tears Moment. If you say, “That was so horrible, we should never allow that to happen again”, know that an evil government wants to round many of you together as though something unclean, and make pain as though marching you on a trail of death. This is loathsome to Me and woe to them, for I, your GOD will strike them down. This evil will not stand before Me.

I AM COMING to clean away the stench and filth which is more offensive to Me than you know. You, therefore, must stand your watch, which you know how to do. Stand watch in My Spirit, and stand watch where you are, as though on a watchtower, raised above the landscape by My Spirit. A watchstander must use the senses I blessed you with and must lean hard into My Spirit. A watchstander MUST then say or speak or tell what is seen or heard or smelled, touched, felt, sensed.

Those of you that are watchstanders, stand watch. Those that are healers, heal. Those that are prayer warriors, pray with a battle cry behind your eyes. You mothers and fathers, stand in the gap for your children. Prophets, prophesy with conviction.

Know that this nation is Mine, and all My people in it are Mine. Know I love you more than your senses can imagine.

19 January 2022 – Visions during prayer

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Visions during morning prayer, right at the moment Judith was praying protection for Trump and Pence, commanding the Host to go!

I saw two men standing, in suits, 1 larger than the other (and they looked like T and P), when a wall of fire, a wind of fire tried to consume them.  As the flames blew past (not burning them), thousands and thousands of hooved creatures came thundering across the land, extinguishing the fire.

Fire then became liquid, and thousands of sacred ducks and waterfowl began swimming upstream in the fire, washing it backwards. It (the fire) tried to become a sheet or fabric – when an electric-blue spinning vortex appeared, spinning at incredible rate, flexing its strength, and simply created a vortex-drain to swallow any remaining fire – a charred landscape remained all around until the light flashed once and green, deep green forests and fields appeared, to flourish again

17 January 2022 – A dream about “CA”

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Out early walking, heavy rain and wind, soaked at the beach, in the dark

Remembrance of a fantastic dream last night, a crystal-clear, long, winding dream all about … “CA” – “collision avoidance”; although it could have been “Celestial Authority”

Judith and I were traveling somewhere for an award dinner or big event, she was preparing my jacket – or (?) kilt (?) – when I was … summoned, called, or come-to, by a group to help solve a crisis. Someone had hacked the autonomous control system. The navigation control, for all vehicles (?? and people ??), and the value of “CA” – ‘collision avoidance’ – had been changed somehow from 0.95 (good, ultra-safe) to 0.0 (very bad, extremely dangerous, fatal), and nothing was safe to drive.

I had a team of people with me, eager, clean, smart, cool – and we’re asking out loud, ‘How could this have happened?’ 

That “CA” control (variable, value) was almost sacred, untouchable – Who? What?, Why?  And then, how to reset it? They had come to me (this team, this group) because I could read the code. So, we set out, I went with 2 others, driving an electric autonomous or semi-auto vehicle – that had to be driven in manual (!!) because of the “CA” thing – the younger ones had never even driven in manual

I drove out of the city and into the country, swerving to dodge rocks and people, and winding through roads with farms and sheep. Them turned around in a wide driveway to get to some laboratory building. We could see that somehow the fabric of code had been altered – But How? It was almost impossible to access, so Who could have?

I had to get into a compiler, deep into the code, a labyrinth of false leads, mysterious statements, my team working and reporting on all they were finding – meanwhile cars and people were almost at a standstill. Everyone was afraid to even move – hooked to autonomy – frozen in place, scared.

I was full of power and confidence and love for all these great young engineers – beaming, focused, all in-the-groove

Judith was then calling to me, fixing my jacket, asking “Are you ready?’

We found the “CA” variable and reset it, threw the main switch – you could hear the audible hum as things began to run again

I was then setting guards on the CODE – setting a watch

13-16 January 2022 – Visions, Dreams, Words

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Awakened at 0445: my name was called out loud – just one word

Frank

I stood out of bed, shaking, asking God “Is that you?”

But there was only silence. Prayed, laid in bed, knelt by the bed: God, I am here, call me use me, talk to me, direct me – But there was only silence.

In silence, I got up and dressed and went out to the beach with Luke. It was cold but calm, with just barely enough light to see. Walking in prayer, praying hard into the Spirit, my ears went totally silent for a moment – maybe 30 or 40 seconds – no whining tinnitus. I was almost scared, yet I could recognize something like holy fear. Then, there is something that comes in the silence, in the Spirit:

            Something is happening. Something is coming.

Later that morning, praying with Judith, a vision appears:

Crystal-clear views of sunken cities, extreme up-close views of trees and walls. Then all the water rushing into a whirlpool, and a Hand pouring a bucket of stars into the stream, and brilliant (white) light on waves and sand.

Friday 14 January 2022

Dreams overnight of fighting, warring.

Saturday 15 January 2022

Bitter cold at the beach, 7° with a fierce wind from the NW. A face-numbing walk with Luke in the early twilight. Waves crashing in, with their tops being blasted backward, shock-white against the blue-black sea.

In the wind, it is suddenly quiet again, and I felt, heard a deep humming, a deep vibration – as though a thousand wings were beating – like a great army revving up its engines.

Sunday 16 January 2022

During services and note-taking, two very specific items appear in my consciousness (not as spoken by someone else):

The phrase, “Bigger on the Inside,” to which God replied:

Yes, My child, I AM that

And some few moments later:

Remember, My child, what Aslan told Lucy – When you see Me, you have to follow, no matter what, no matter what others say or do. Because when you see Me, hear Me – What else will do? What else matters?

How else to answer but this: I proclaim:

I will obey. Lord, let me serve, let me be in the door of my tent. Oh Lord! Keep my eyes open, ears tuned to be of service, to meet you and greet you when you pass by – When You knock, Lord, let me run to answer! And I will cry out, “Come in, Lord! Come in and abide with us for a while, let us prepare you a meal – stay with us!”

9-10-11 January 2022 – Visions, Dreams

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A vision during prayer, during service:

A beautiful silky-smooth fabric – covered with stars – cast over Anne, cast over William, from head to feet – a sheath of protection; it is deep royal blue with golden stars – it is fluid and powerful

Monday 10 January 2022

Dream recall from last night or early this morning:

There was train travel through someplace very remote, ?? northern Canada?? (Or where else – tell me, Lord); with people I knew, work-mates, ?ship-mates?, and we were stopping at a station

There is ice and snow all around, flat grey-white light, low buildings, few people – I was in a cockpit or drivers station, in the left seat, and there was a broken pipe, some sort of coolant pipe.

I went into the station house to look for duct tape, found a storeroom, supply room, with shelves of cloths, sheets, soft goods.  “Hello, hello”, I am calling, but it is deserted; eventually, one person hears me calling, and shows up, grinning, smiling.

“I need duct tape,” I say, “I’m an engineer.”

An even bigger grin now, “Oh I know,” he replies, “Next Slide, Please!” and there is deep laughter.

We find the repair stuff and wrap it around the broken pipes. The engines start, train and cars leaving the desolate station behind

Tuesday 11 January 2022

Fractured sleep, up at 0500 and out with Luke – 11° and windy – finally, my back pain is relenting, is gone – Praise God

Dream recall:  something like Duxbury Bridge, but more built up with booths and seats, I was fishing as the tide was going out – crossing and uncrossing lines; I hooked some sort of pale white flounder, but it was stuck on shore – the tide was out – I was trying to unhook it but had no knife or pliers – I was walking up and down to the bridge …

A remembrance of 5am waking up: When my eyes first opened wide, God said to me

            You’re not of this world! Be not of this world

My mind turning over and over, I’m in, not of this world – and walking day by day to his World.

4 January 2022 – Dream, and a prayer

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Morning, Dream recall:

There is, there was, warfare and fighting. Ships maneuvering into coasts, mountainous, cold, snow, ?Alaska? and overhead, planes, drones flying above

I was teaching with Judith about navigation, about boats, spars, masts, and directions without GPS (teaching directions such as “what is your ‘2 o’clock’ position? etc.)

The skies above filled with rays of light, streaks of light, we were somewhere on the seacoast

Evening, during Christa Elisha word about ‘The Sword of the Lord’ (“Are you willing to die on this Sword, in order to wield it?’)

I prayed: Create in me a clean heart, a clean soul, I confess, I repent. Let me be intentional, I will obey You, My God. You are so wonderful.

And in that prayer … immediately I feel the robe You have made for me, long, soft, brown with a hood or cowl. Let me be worthy of its beauty and power.

The Lord answers, says directly to me:

            I know you, and Love you

2 January 2022 – Visions, and a Word

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A vision during prayer (during online service w/Robin Bullock):

Jesus? Holy Spirit? Angel Gabriel? – appeared to help Judith and me put on our armor properly, gently and full of wisdom

Black tentacles tried to cling to my breastplate but were swept away with a wave of His hand and the silver armor was polished clean – not bright shiny but clear bright deep burnished silver

Then, red and black lava began to flow – left to right, and many people appeared, trying to cross over – to a wall with a gate. A massive … power being appeared, with brilliant turquoise blue light swirling in all dimensions. An angelic Host appeared, that cast safety over the lava, and the group of people began to cross to safety. I was standing next to the left side of the gate and wall – I could see beyond (inside the gate) green flowing hills, slopes, began to fill and grow in the away direction at the same time. All the people were safely through the gate, and the lava was simply swallowed up

Then this word:

            Hear Me, child

            Listen for Me

            Listen, with your Spirit