Monthly Archives: November 2023

Holy Spirit and the Lord swing a scythe

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Tuesday 21 November 2023

In the very early morning, somewhere between 3 and 4 am, I had this vision:

I saw Holy Spirit, with golden-blue fire rippling everywhere, fierce, and unblinking, swinging a scythe of light. He was cutting down ugly flames of red and yellow and black that were burning tall grasses and trees. He swung the scythe and cut them all down in a single sweeping motion and they fell into a burning heap.

Then I saw the Lord God with a huge scythe of burnished steel, harder than diamond. He swung a mighty arc and smashed a massive stone boulder. When the scythe struck the stone, the boulder shattered into millions of fragments and dust. The fragments became gemstones, diamonds strewn on the ground. They lay for me to gather up handfuls as I wanted.

Dreams of surveying in the desert

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Saturday 18 November 2023

Dream recall from overnight:

I was in a sandy desert-like place, with low undulating hills stretching out to the horizon. I was surveying with a helper, and we were putting wooden stakes into the sand as we were laying out a road. I knew I was back in time because the surveying instrument looked like this:

As we moved along, we came up to the edge of a vast, open cavern. It was so deep that I had vertigo looking down into it, so I lay down on the sand, peering over the edge at the sight. Hundreds of feet below, there was a hard-packed road, stretching off into deep tunnels at either end of the open rift. It was not paved, but solid and smooth, with people and vehicles moving in either direction, as far as I could see.

We went back to our surveying work and realized that we would need many more wooden stakes. At the supply yard, we were told specifically to stay away from the ‘good’ lumber and only use boards from the rough-cut pile. After cutting a large stack, we moved back out onto the sandy desert and continued to survey and stake out the road. We moved slowly over the hilly, sandy terrain. It was very quiet, the only sounds were our occasional shouts back and forth, and the hammering of the wooden stakes.

The path we were laying out led to a wooden trestle bridge which stretched over a ravine, but it was also a railroad bridge, and we couldn’t walk across it. I had to clamber down the ravine into a swampy, marshy area in order to get past the bridge and ravine. The dream faded as I was looking through the transit optic at the long line of wooden markers, stretching out over the sandy hills and curving out of sight.

A vision of the hand of God

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Thursday 16 November 2023

I stepped outside in the early afternoon and there was a shimmering in the air as this vision appeared:

I could see the hand of God, large enough to cover an entire continent, large enough to cover a hemisphere of the earth, and suddenly, in the same instant, precise enough to touch individual hairs, to touch strands of DNA. His huge hand was powerful and moving – He was removing a cover or top; it was like a round lid with a pillar or knob on top.

I was shivering with holy fear at the size and strength and power of His hand. There was a sudden gust of wind and the vision ended.

A dream of taking down a drone

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Saturday 11 November 2023

A vivid dream recall:

There was war, and fighting all around me, explosions, lights flashing, buildings and cars destroyed everywhere. People and equipment were moving in all directions. Radio communications could be heard in between gunfire and bombs going off.

I was driving a white van, dodging blown-up stuff in the road. I was talking on the radio, my code was “one (something)”, and as people were calling me, I was answering, “One, roger; One, copy; One, I’m on the way, on the (name of some highway)”

I was speeding along when suddenly I realized that something was tailing me. It was a small, round drone, and I couldn’t shake it. Above all the noise, the Lord said:

            Stop and put it down!

I pulled the van over, threw it in ‘park’, jumped out and went around to the back of the van. The little round drone was there, hovering, blinking small red and blue lights. I held out my right hand toward it and said out loud,

“In the name of Jesus, you are terminated!”

Immediately the lights stopped blinking, and it fell to the ground with a “doink” sound. It bounced once and I knew that it was finished.

I jumped back in the van and sped off.

[end of dream]

The Lord Encourages

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Wednesday 8 November 2023

Last evening, outside with Luke, I heard the Lord say,

            I hear you. Do you hear Me?

            I am with you, and I call you by name.

I heard my name whispered. With such love and gentleness, I heard,

            Yes, my Amos, it is you I am speaking to. Listen for what I say and what I will tell you, for there is clear communication between us, and there is no time difference between us.

My ears pop open, as though there was a pressure change. “I am hungry and thirsty for you, Father.” I am frightfully aware of His Name, knowing that he knows everything about me, knowing that he watches me, and how deep, how vast is his knowing.

There is quiet as we walk, and even as I strain to hear anything else, there is something like peace because I know that when He wants to speak, I will hear.

Several hours later, I am crawling into bed, the day done, prayers uttered, and gratefulness washes over me. A small tune comes to me, and I sing gently, “Angels, angels everywhere …”, when my eyes pop open in the darkness at the suddenness of his voice:

            If I tell you to get up and write, I want you to get up and write.

The night is full of unremembered dreams, full of motion and people moving about. There are images of trains and wagons, images of digging in the earth, images of dark water.

When I wake, something like sadness is on me and I can’t shake it off. Before I go out with Luke for the morning walk, I glance at some worldly news items, war and terrorism, and the sadness, the disappointment intensifies.

It is windy and cold as we walk, but birds are delighting in the breeze. Gulls are soaring upwind, and a marsh hawk is effortlessly swinging low over the grasses, hunting, barely moving a feather. The heaviness on me lifts gently.

“Thank you, Father. This is the day you have made, Lord, and I will rejoice in it.”

            Stand upright, child, there is no day for you to be discouraged or sad. You know these words:

            Be strong and courageous.

            Do not rely on your own understanding.

            I have infinite ways to supply all your needs, this day and all days.

            Now go, be encouraged, encourage others, believe with your heart that I exist in more sensory capability than you can imagine. I am beyond your understanding, even as I help you understand. Remember the Trail of Tears, remember that I AM more than angry, and know this:

            I do not compromise in Love or Justice.

Dreams of metal, building and strategizing

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Monday 6 November 2023

Several nights ago, I had loud dreams of metal being cut and shaped; there was steel, iron, something like bronze or some sort of alloy. The dream was full of shapes and pieces, with loud machines, cutters, tools, and sparks flying everywhere.

The scene shifted, and I was building something that looked like a long, boat-shaped thing, dug into the ground. The outer sections were steel of iron, and the inner structure was wood and stone.

As I turned away from this, I was taken to another scene. I was part of a security team, and we were overseeing a sprawling campus-like facility. There were dark forces moving around in the other building, mandating some medical procedures for people on the campus. We were preparing to drive them away, so we were meeting and planning where they wouldn’t find us, in some large maintenance buildings.

There were racks and shelves full of mechanical things to be worked on, bundles of wire and cable spilled out onto the floor, and benches were full of tools and lights. The teams were huddled together, kneeling on the floor, making plans. The outer doors were open, and in the distance, we could see the flickering of lights as the other forces were moving around. There was a strong feeling of strength and purpose, of knowing the outcome, as people were strategizing, “…then your team will go over to building 12, and we’ll come through the other side …”

[end of dream]

Are you taking me?

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Thursday 2 November 2023

I was out very early with Luke, walking in the pre-dawn moonlight, pressing into the Father’s presence.

I felt a strong, sharp head pain, and then my heart seemed to skip a beat. Then there was a strange, all-over body sensation.

“Lord, what is this? Are you taking me? Is this what it feels like?”

There was a pause, and then:

            I am taking you to a place you’ve never been before. I am taking you on a path you’ve never seen.

Dreams of a burning oil platform

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Thursday 26 October 2023

Wide awake at 3am with short, vivid dreams of a burning oil platform and an oil tanker nearby, also burning. Both had been struck by terrorists. Boiling black smoke and flames were reaching up into the sky.

Behind me I heard a voice whispering, almost hissing,saying, ‘you’re being too dramatic’. I woke with a shock, and great sadness for loss of life, destruction and the massive oil slick spreading out over the water.

Spiritual Procedures are coming – Get Ready

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Saturday 21 October 2023

Out walking with Luke at about 6am, when the Lord says:

            There is Spiritual Dialysis coming.

Monday 30 October 2023

Walking with Luke in the pre-dawn light I am praying aloud:

“We will wait upon the Lord! We wait on you, my great I AM! We seek you, I seek you, I seek your presence.”

He answers:

            Judgement is coming, and it is next to, back-to-back with My Glory, skin-to-skin, blood-to-blood. For you ARE and WILL BE in covenant with me.

            A spiritual root canal surgery is necessary and is coming.

At this I hear music, as if it has been cued up, waiting for this moment. Silver threads seem to fill the air, also seemingly on-cue. He continues:

            These are the sound and frequency of freedom, of love. Do you begin to discern My themes at work?

            Did not the people of Pompei feel the tremors, feel the shakings, the warnings, the signals?

            Feel them now! Get ready and be ready!

A message of Love

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Wednesday 1 November 2023

Standing outside in the cold rain I ask, “Am I doing what you want? What do you want me to say? Is there a message for me, for us all? Are there warnings, or orders?”

He makes me relax and breathe deeply. I feel a sense of calm that been far away for days, and then he speaks gently:

            You write as I tell you and correct you. I love your work and I bless it. You do not know where your words go, but I know, and that is enough.

            My message is Love, even as each of you experience it differently. My message is surety and confidence that I know and see all that occurs. My message is that I AM, and I speak, I call to all people. That is my “transmission” as you would say. Your “receiving” of My message is as different as each of you are.

            Your receiving is different than your understanding, for you cannot know My perspective, My timing, My purposes for everything under Heaven. You sometimes call this an “unfathomable mystery” – I know, for I hear every cry and prayer – because your earthly lives experience death and loss that makes no sense to you. I know, for I hear your cries and prayers. You ask, “How or why does a loving God allow innocent children to suffer and be taken? Why does anyone suffer and die ‘before their time?’ Why do some miracles and healings happen and not others?”

            I know, for I hear every cry and prayer. I know, for I have them all, all the fallen, all the children, all the unborn, all the innocent and all the unknowing. You know this to be True, that I desire none to be lost. Consider these words, child:

            ‘My Father’s house has many dwellings.’

            You apply many interpretations and meanings to this, but consider how many people, how many creatures have walked your earth since Creation. Consider my vastness and be in awe at the places I have for them all.

            I know – yes, I do know – your anguish at each loss, just as I know your anguish when you come to me seeking forgiveness. In your anguish and crying out, many then have a glimpse, a taste of My work in My own son, who took every unrighteousness on Himself, as I willed. Yes, so that through the One I see you and hear you at all.

            Yes, that much do I love you.

            Yes, child, My Message is Love, unfailing, unconquered, unending. Yes, it may come to you with war as well as peace, with my wrath unimagined and unseen by anyone living. Remember that I do not compromise, in love, in mercy, in judgement.

            Remain strong, unafraid and at the ready, for I have not told you to ‘stand down’. Seek me and listen for Me, watch for Me and encourage all you meet, for a Glorious future is coming.