Monthly Archives: July 2023

Dreams of a baby elephant

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Thursday 27 July 2023

I had a long dream overnight about being responsible for a baby elephant, and I woke up totally exhausted from chasing, cleaning, lifting, pushing and pulling it.

A very young female elephant, it was lovable and cute, but completely uncontrollable. We had gone into a large, open-air food store to look for 50 lb. bags of organic corn meal, and the large baby had gotten loose in the store.

She was happily eating strawberries and other fruits & vegetables right out of the bins and rumbling through the aisles while I chased after her and tried to clean up the mess as I went.

Somehow, she climbed up onto the high shelves and overhead spaces, and I had to ‘rescue’, or more correctly, push, pull and cajole her to a safer place. As she was well over 400 pounds and very active, I was getting more shoved around than I was doing any moving to safety. I woke up sweat-soaked and tired.

Music in the Spirit

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Wednesday 26 July 2023

I was praying with Judith in the early morning, we were reading from Psalm 119, v.126
“It is time for you to act, Lord; your law is being broken.”

As Judith began to pray that deeply, I was reading v.176 “I have strayed like a lost sheep”, when I heard music in the spirit. I clearly heard horns, trumpets, blowing a four-note melody and repeating it.

It is a sound to call for the lost sheep of My remnant, child.

A vision and conversation, while scrubbing the trailer

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Saturday 22 July 2023

It was already very hot and humid by 11am when I hitched up the trailer, pulled it into the driveway, and began to scrub the dirt and mold off. There was sweat dripping into my eyes and the up-close whiteness of the trailer was blinding. About ¾ of the way through the job, I was several steps up a ladder, watching my footing very carefully with all the soapy water splashing around, when I found myself in a waking vision:

I was under a very large tent or awning, and there were many other people all around. They were all remnants, all faithful ones, and we were gathered together as the Glory was moving and re-making everything. There was only partial power and electricity, most businesses were closed, but there was no panic, only singing and togetherness as we gathered in the remaking.

I was leading and directing operations, there were mostly men around me; Judith was in another part of the large tent, surrounded by women working on their tasks. There was motion everywhere as people came and went, made their reports, delivered or picked up supplies.

I had been listening to reports from scouts who had been out to nearby cities and towns when a small group of guys came loudly barging into the briefing.

“OK, we’re here!” they yelled. “What’s the plan? We’re ready to rock! Who’s in charge?”

There was a moment’s silence while most of the guys looked at me. I nodded to the scouts to finish their report, told them to grab some food and recharge. I was about to hear from people who had been standing up a local communications station, when one of the newcomers with his hat on backward pushed his way through the crowd and got right up next to me, in my face.

Very loudly he said, “So, just who are you? Who put you in charge? I wanna know what’s going on here!”

Under my breath I started to pray, “Lord, …” but before I finished saying another word, I heard Him say, “You’re in command, under My command. Speak your control and get back to the work.”

I held up a finger to the group that had been reporting and turned back to get face to face with the newcomer. He was excited, red in the face, and confrontational.

I smiled, which was not at all what he was expecting, and I could see him taking a breath to start to yell again. I put my finger to his mouth, which startled him.

“You remind me of myself,” I said, still smiling, “So listen carefully: For this day and for all you need to know at this moment, I’m the Lord-appointed Big Daddy Rabbit. Could change tomorrow, but we’ll see then, so stop all your yapping and just step on over there,” I nodded at tables and chairs in another part of the tent. “You can sign yourself up in the Knucklehead Division, where I’ll be over in a bit with your assignments. Until you’ve got something to contribute to everyone else,” I nodded again towards all the other people around us, “in the areas of food, water, medical supplies, transportation, communications, shelter, electricity, entertainment, poetry or prophesy, you’ll keep your two ears open and keep your one mouth closed. You can ask someone else my name, and until you’re contributing to the group, you can address me as ‘Sir’, preceded by ‘Yes’ or ‘No.’ I can see in your eyes that’s very clear, so thanks, with love, and excuse me.”

I turned completely around to face the radio and communications gang, and the noise of the crowd picked back up to a louder level of operational intensity, with people calling out and responding.

I had dispatched a number of other small groups and was talking with people about trucks and trailers for moving large amounts of food. We would need the equipment again right away for fodder and hay for animals, when I heard the familiar voice of the loud newcomer pipe up behind me, but in a completely different tone.

“I’ve got 150 gallons of gas, a big generator and welding equipment outside on a trailer.”

There was a low rumbling chuckle from Holy Spirit, and a reminder to remain on-task. I turned and smiled, “Now that’s what I’m talking about! These folks right here,” I gestured to another group to my right, “They’re just the people who know what to do with all that. Get it moving!”

With that, the vision faded, and a soapy sponge re-appeared in my hands.

A vision of young children during prayers

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Saturday 15 July 2023

Early this morning we (intercessors) were praying for a family and for two young children, Tommy and Kane. The instant we began to pray and call the Lord’s presence into their lives, I had this vision:

A brilliant light appeared, something whiter-than-white. At first it was a small square or rectangle, but it began to grow as it came closer, and I could see it was a window. The Light of Heaven was streaming through it and all around it, flooding everything with crystal-clear light, warm and full of life, full of promise.

The window became a front porch, opening out onto a neighborhood and the light was calling the children outward.

Suddenly and instantly, I could see a young man – who had just been the little boy a moment ago – driving with a young woman (the young girl a moment ago) in the passenger seat. They were in a large truck or maybe a large car, but the light was coming out of them as they drove. There was music and laughter, and the vision closed.

Amen and amen.

Lord, fulfill this promise for these children, just as you have shown me.

Do not relent, but Love!

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Thursday 13 July 2023

I had taken the car into a shop for some new tires and was sitting outside in the warm morning air at a nearby coffee shop, waiting. I was considering a journey with the Lord, when Spirit moved me to ask, “Where are we, Lord, where are we going?”

            You are my navigator, are you not? When you set the scene, you are marking your position in time and space, but that position is not static – it is dynamic.

            Ask me now and ask me again. You may think the answer is different, and your answer may be different when people ask you.

            Yet you, my watchman, my vine-dresser, you know the note that is true in the wind. And you know the difference between My wind and the winds that swirl and buffet.

            You know to trust your internal Spirit, your inertial senses that tell you to trust and obey, when your earthly dashboard is saying “check engine.”

            Consider My non-dimensional charts, child, to remember navigation in the Spirit. I set course and direction, speed and certainty. I know when your obedience sings in the wind like a magnificently tuned backstay.

            Put your fingers on My sail and touch My driving force. Set your face forward and your eyes to My horizon. You are arriving though you do not yet see the coast nor light of port.

            You are at General Quarters, even at Battle Stations. Do not relent, but Love.

What does the Kingdom look like? What are the fruits of our Nation?

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Here are two words that I heard from the Lord back in October 2022. It feels appropriate that He asks me to release them now, nine months later, when they are ready for birthing.

Wednesday 5 October 2022

It is overcast, gray and spitting rain, blowing hard at 630. The ocean is wildly churned up, pounding the shore, birds of all sizes soaring, wheeling, hovering in the heavy wind. The driving spray makes my eyes sting. The sea and sky and gray clouds seem to be one color, one consistency, making the horizon invisible.

As I stare into the wind, He asks me:

            What do you say My Kingdom looks like, child? What do say My Glory looks like? For I want you to say what you imagine, I want all who believe in Me to say what they imagine, for that is the vision that my united remnant will say and sing with each other. Each different yet powerfully together in ever-present Love and Knowledge of Me.

I am quietly repeating these words: “For thine is the Kingdom and the Power and the Glory.” He holds my thoughts captive, focused on Him, and He knows without my saying anything that I am thinking of harmony, resonance, peace, justice, righteousness, truth, freedom, holy work, compassion, forgiveness, salvation, atonement. I am thinking that the Kingdom is a time as well as a place. He continues:

            You are ridiculed and scorned by many when you say those things, for I know what is said against My prophets and apostles, evangelists and teachers, what is said against My children who faithfully stand with Me. Because, child, they are mocking Me when they speak against My Kingdom.

Thursday 6 October 2022

“You shall know them by their fruits.[1]”

We believe we know what this means to each one of us personally, but do we know what it means as a Nation? What are the fruits of our Nation? Are they Kingdom attributes or are they unrestricted warfare on the people of the Nation?

What do we produce, what is our Nation’s output, its fruit? The relentless attack on people demonstrates the weapons used: drugs, pharmaceuticals, chemicals and information. The toll is horrific in vast numbers of people killed, maimed and wounded.

“Lord, how can this be, how can this continue? All your beautiful children, mutilated, poisoned, lied to, manipulated. The future of your remnant, the future generations, targeted and being killed.”

What is the output of a Nation? Why is this happening? Why do we grow companies and organizations and governments that do this, and why is our resource being poured out by the billions for it?

I say out loud “It’s evil greed, Father.”

            It is bloodlust, child. They want your blood, your bodies, and they want your breathing to cease. They think this will take you from Me, but My Blood is Liquid Spirit, My Body is Solid Spirit, My Breath is Living Fire Spirit. That is why I told you to take of My Body and Blood. That is why I breathed on my disciples. Your bodies are My handiwork, and My blood runs in your veins. My Spirit is in every breath you take. Your heartbeats and breathing are Mine, child.

            Remember the Trail of Tears. What was done to the tribes is being done to you today. The foul thing you call a government is guilty of causing and allowing disease, sickness and mind-destroying sorcery. Deception, deceit, oppression, corruption, injustice, pain and misery are the signs of a Nation under such cursed rule.

            I taught these words: Thy Kingdom Come! When you pray them, you MUST believe them! Now is your time, My children, for you to prophesy, proclaim and declare what you know to be True about My Kingdom. For you WILL BE a righteous Nation.

What does a Kingdom Nation look like? What will we do, what will be our Kingdom fruits?

Psalm 146 says this:

“He upholds the cause of the oppressed and gives food to the hungry.
The Lord sets prisoners free, the Lord gives sight to the blind,
the Lord lifts up those who are bowed down,
the Lord loves the righteous.”

So, we hold up this vision of out Godly Nation:

  • We are Free, and all Nations will be free. Tyranny and autocratic oppression will cease
  • We will feed our Nation from our magnificent abundance and share with all Nations from their abundance
  • We live in righteous justice, we set free those unrightly imprisoned
  • We will be a Nation in which the eyes of all will be on You, and none will be blind to the Truth of Your Love, Mercy, Compassion, Nurture and Joy
  • All those who have been injured will be healed. We will be a Nation of healthy, vibrant, thriving children of God for generations and generations
  • We will live in righteous relationship with You, God Almighty. We will live in righteous relations with each other.

[1] Matthew 7:15-20 (NIV) 15“Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. 16By their fruit you will recognize them. Do people pick grapes from thornbushes, or figs from thistles? 17Likewise, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. 18A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. 19Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. 20Thus, by their fruit you will recognize them.

Dreams of slaves and evil plans

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Wednesday 12 July 2023

Recalling overnight dreams:

I was in a city or campus-like setting, with people I knew, people I had worked with. The main building was on a small hill or rise, and somehow it had been decided – badly – that major earth-moving and land-clearing all around the building had to occur. There was going to be landscaping all around this building and many more, but no thought had been given to walkways of stairs or access. We stood outside pointing these things out, but construction started anyway. Massive equipment began to appear and began to tear up and reform the ground.

Suddenly, strange creatures appeared to uproot and remove many trees all around the building. At first, they appeared to be horrible and frightening, with sharp teeth and long claws on their powerful arms and legs. But as I approached them, when I came close to them, I could see in their eyes that they were scared, that they were slaves under horrible beatings. They were being shocked to make them work, dragging trees away. My heart was grieved and then angry, but I could not see who or what was controlling them.

The group of people I was with then moved inside the large main building, where there was also major work being done. The work crews had just left for the day, and we were going over the piping, wiring and ventilation. As the group of people moved along, I was at the rear of the crowd, and I found a bag or backpack that had been left behind by one of the workmen. It spilled open, and there were multiple ID cards, passports, and thousands of dollars’ worth of US and foreign currency. There were stack of pesos bound together with documents in unknown languages.

I knew this was some sort of major trouble and needed to get help, needed to let someone know that the work and security had been compromised. Suddenly Vince (someone I knew well) appeared – we were all supposed to go immediately to a demonstration or inspection in the mechanical spaces. I quickly closed up the bag and followed along, looking around to see if someone would come back for it.

Vince found an interpreter and she began to read the documents; we were still walking along at the rear of a crowd of people. The documents were violent plans, anti-religious rants, with names, dates and locations. Suddenly the “management” of the building, those who were dictating the major construction, knew that we had discovered these plans, and they began to turn up the machinery near us. The ground began to shake, and it became so loud that we had to leave.

When we went outside to walk to some other safe place, it was incredibly bright, and we all realized how dark and noisy it had just been. We began to smile at one another, recognizing our escape, and we walked in the sun on open walkways, heading to another place, in complete safety.

The battle is joined

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Monday 10 July 2023

4:30 am, and the sky is just barely lightening. The moment I am awake, the Lord whispers:

            The Battle is Joined.

A chill runs over me, because I know that it is “go” time. I am on the beach at 5:30 with Luke, repeating this verse from Psalm 91:

(v7)A thousand may fall at your side,
ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you.

“Lord, steel my heart, check my armor. Put me in position, and I will stand and fight.”

Fathomless justice

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It has taken a couple of weeks for this word to reach maturity. With His blessing, I release it now.

Wednesday 21 June 2023

After a night full of dreams, I was wide awake at first light, and on the beach with Luke before 5.

[Music in my ears: “A Day in the Life”, John Lennon, with Paul McCartney, 1967]

I was listening to this music when the lyric “I’d love to turn you on …” came around, and the Lord asked me:

            How do you light a darkened place, child? You ‘turn on’ a light, or ‘flip a switch.’ Your truck sits waiting patiently for you, all potential energy waiting for command and control, until you …

He waited for me to answer, “Put the key in it and turn it on, Lord.”

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