Dreams of stones and foundations

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Thursday 31 August 2023

On the prayer wall 5-6am; felt a shaking at 5:59.

Dreams: I was in a green but overgrown area of low rolling hills. Unpaved roads stretched out in several directions from where I was standing, walking. There were stone, large stones, in the earth all around. I stood back and could see that they were old foundations, and heavily overgrown stone structures. The stones were massive and beautiful, granite colored against the green grass and fields.

Then there were other people around and we were making ready to clean, restore and build again, ready to reset stones on a solid, correctly set cornerstone.

Do I not know all your ones and zeros?

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Monday 21 August 2023

I ask for some guidance on technology and AI, and He replies:

            Do I not know all your ones and zeros? All encryption and all codes? Remember the tares sown among the technology1, child. Remember the difference between tools and idols2.

            A grinding, snapping halt is coming to the production line of technology fully intended to enslave you. Do not think for a moment that there is not an evil agenda to overwhelm and then subdue you, wooing so many with ‘convenience’ and ‘efficiency.’

            Yes, there is coming a reckoning for the task-masters, the slave masters that tell you your many devices are outdated, obsolete, incompatible, not upgradable. Consider where all your many outdated, obsolete, incompatible devices actually go, child, and then consider My New Way.

  1. 29 December 2022 ↩︎
  2. 14 May 2023 ↩︎

A signal, encouragement and correcting a parable

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This from August 7th, because the Lord has had me considering carefully before posting.

Monday 7 August 2023

The Lord reminds me, presses into me something further about “J919” (from 21 June).

            Consider it from a signal perspective, child.

Here’s what I discover: In the International system of Maritime Signal Flags, the letter “J” is this flag:

and means: “I am going to send a message by semaphore.”

“J919” in Morse code is: .— —-. .—- —-.

In Hebrew, a ‘dot’ is dagesh, a ‘dash’ is dri•shat shalom (regards, greetings, salutation)

Strong’s Concordance 919 is beḏeq, in maritime context, the cracks between the planks of a ship, filled with caulk to keep it watertight; implied to repair a crack or gap.

Later, I hear this message of encouragement:

            I hear your cry, I know your every prayer, and your every word of praise.

And even later into the evening – at night, really, while walking Luke in the dark, He asks me to consider this additional insight into “The Parable of the Wounded Feet”, from March 15th, 2022. He is asking me to re-write some words at the end.

In the original parable, I wrote that for the badly wounded “… it is clear – they can’t go on, they will have to stay behind, and they now are very afraid of being left alone when everyone else moves on. No one will be able to stay with them.”

Yet the Lord gently corrects me now.

            … that even though the deeply wounded would not go on with the main group, neither would they be abandoned. They would be cared for by other healers who would stay with them, and that those most deeply wounded would be tended by the Master Healer.

The Gate is Open

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Wednesday 30 August 2023

It is misty, foggy, wet and mild at 6 when Luke and I are at the shore. We are completely alone with God. It is very still, with only the soft hymn of ocean waves as a background when the Lord says:

            Come here, child, and let me hold you. Get very close to me, get intimate with me, feel Love, give Love and hear me now.

            Yes, child, I am speaking to you. Do you feel Loved? That feeling of being Loved by Me? So I love EVERY ONE, and these words are for all my children.

            To be in Love and Awe with me is to tune to my voice, for the Gate is Open, and I AM calling you, all of you.

            The Gate is Open, come through. Heaven is Open, come receive.

His Presence is overwhelming, and I feel my helmet or head covering removed. I feel my armored jacket and leggings taken off. He is near, He is holding me, I am in the secret shelter, I am safe. That He loves me, would hold me, speak to me, in all my faults and failures, with all my feelings of being so small and insignificant, feels indescribable.

Words pour out, tumble out, “I praise you and love you!” I sing to the Presence around me, “Hallelujah to the Lamb!”, over and over. My voice sounds not like my own.

Suddenly I am thinking of the remnant that gathered last evening in Plymouth to raise voices together, to be in the Spirit together, and he responds with one word:

            Warriors.

“Yes, my Father, I know: ‘Fighters to the Front!’”

I have a brief vision of all those people not as they were in the natural last night, but in war-fighting mode, all standing shoulder-to-shoulder, facing outward, armed and fighting with powerful prayer, decrees and words of the Lord.

One thought of an arrowhead – large enough to hunt deer – and this vision appeared, for I am raised up high enough to see it stretched out across the entire continent: The planting and anointing of all these places in this nation has created a vast, gigantic mesh of a network, a supernatural mesh antenna. Nodes have been anchored in the ground in every state, is every terrain, at every elevation.

This immediately cancels and renders useless the ancient dark ley lines and demonic spider webs which have tried to ensnare us for so long.

It has created a massive supernatural antenna to receive God’s everything, his Word. It is a two-way spiritual radio, through which our praise and worship are radiated and his everything is received. We are, somehow, becoming new operators of new communications.

Gather and make a joyful noise!

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Wednesday 23 August 2023

Walking on the beach road with Luke at 6am, still thinking about fighting and training, when the Lord draws me inward, into Him, and says:

            Look at me! Pick up your eyes and your perspective! Look at me!

            My immensity is the presence you feel. That is the power of my Love!

I am chagrined and chastened, for I realize that I have not deliberately and carefully put my armor on before going out. I feel something – angels? – pressing a covering, not a helmet, a covering onto my head.

            I know you are considering my prophets and my apostles, my evangelists, and considering how to gather and where and when. Rightly as a commander you would ask, ‘How many have we got with us?’

            Listen to me: I say that the gathered voices shall become louder than the noise around you now.

            Gather and make a joyful noise!

Later in the day I hear these words, reminders, encouragements:

            You have heard the rumblings and felt the motion, for My warships are underway, and you are underway with them. Now! Set a watch!

            Remind my children how many have stood a watch so they will understand. For every parent who has stood the night through for a child, for everyone who has prayed for loved ones sick or dying, for lonely ones standing until reunited, every prayer, every intercession is a watch stood for My Kingdom, and Well Done. Do Not Relent!

            Remember: You fight like you train.

            Keep asking: What are the healthy vital signs of your nation?

            Now, now, child, now: You are on a wartime footing.

We Fight Like We Train

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Tuesday 22 August 2023

On the beach at 5:30 with Luke, and the Glory appears like this:

I am thinking, trying to quiet my mind while walking, thinking about warfare and the intensity of the battles when the Lord asks me a question:

            What is that thing you say, child?

And by this I knew that He meant this: “We fight like we train, we play like we practice.”

He chuckles, a comforting sound:

            You are training and practicing so you will fight as I command, fight to win completely, fight like skilled craftsmen.

“We are Ecclesia Rising, Father, and we love you.”

A line of writing appears in the sky; you can see some of the remains in small dark clouds in the foreground above. It appeared and was gone before I could capture it. The first and last characters in the string were ה (“He”), and ת “Tav.”

‘He’ is often used to represent the name of God as an abbreviation for Hashem, which means The Name and is a way of saying God without actually saying the name of God (YHWH).

‘Tav’ is the last letter of the Hebrew word emet, which means ‘truth’.

What is the root?

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Thursday 17 August 2023

Driving with the windows open, the Lord speaks these words above the wind noise:

            Consider electricity, electronics, electrons, elections, and the elect. What is the root, child? Consider the connections.

I spend a long time looking up definitions, etymology, and reading from Strong’s Concordance before it jumps out to me: I kept thinking of ‘elect’ as the root, but it’s:

            EL

            Yes, child, now you’re getting it. I AM the Almighty, I AM the all-powerful, and I AM the connection. From the infinitesimal – much smaller than what you call electrons – through every cell in the hearts, minds, spirits and bodies of the elect, and beyond any frequencies of your electro-magnetic spectrum, as you call it.

            Yes, I AM the connection.