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Prophetic Endurance

What would you do if you had to take the mark? Charles Lawson draws his conclusions

“When Christ calls a man, he bids him come and die.” ― Deitrich Bonhoeffer


Out of Africa

And so was fulfilled what the Lord had said through the prophet: “Out of Egypt I called my son.” Matthew 2:15 (NIV).

"It's true we're "hard pressed" - and also "not crushed." We walk in supernatural calm that only comes from deep relationship...with Jesus!"

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Call to Prayer

The events unfolding in Afghanistan are historically tragic and deeply distressing. As Americans, we should be grieved and outraged at the callous and grossly negligent manner in which our nation's leaders have abandoned the Afghan people, despite our longstanding commitment to ensuring freedom and democracy in the region. Equally, we should be horrified that the Biden administration does not appear to have a well-defined strategy or the necessary resolve to ensure the rescuing of thousands of American citizens still trapped in harm's way. This is also true for the countless Afghans who worked alongside our military and are now in the crosshairs of the Taliban, due to their willingness to stand against this wicked tyranny.

As Christians, we should also weep at the atrocities being perpetrated against the Afghan women and children who are fearfully and wonderfully made in the image of Almighty God. And we should pray that He will pour out His mercy on the people in Afghanistan, and comfort all those whose lives are being torn apart. Lastly, we should pray spiritual warfare prayers against Satan and the dark forces of evil that are working through the Taliban, a wicked and extremist movement that rules by fear and violence, brutalizing women and persecuting Christians.

This is not a time for weakness or blame, but a time for bold leadership and necessary action–the level of courage that made America a beacon of liberty and hope throughout the world. While I implore us to flood our Heavenly Father with our pleas of prayer, we must also demand that the Biden administration responds swiftly and with great determination to put an end to this humanitarian crisis.

By Dr. James Dobson, Family Talk


Let's Get Ahead . . . What Does This Mean? Seventh Day Adventist Claims

There's One Anonymous

These are difficult days we live in. God doesn't take lightly our unhappiness, our pain, and even unbearable suffering at events we cannot control. Something interesting came to light this week. I thought you my prophets could read it, wrestle with it, and see what the Lord shows you. There is an anonymous prophetic person writing in great deal under one of my domains. He has a website that you will go to if you misspell one of my blog domains. This is usually a technique used by false websites to pick up customers from a real company. The phisher is usually replicating the real company, and may even use their logos, and name to get your money. Here, in this instance, a prophetic person may be "coming against" the phishers by doing something similar. Read the word relayed here and determine how relevant it is to my ministry or yours. 

There is no name, no credentials, no request for funds, no contact info. All is a dead end. Why did they choose to communicate this way, and where do they derive their authority from? What do they want so badly to be heard?

Here is the website in its normal form.   If you read their interpretation of the Book of Revelation, I see some things are re-interpretations of Church History's take on this book. They might be traditional perspectives. In reality, the events of Revelation are unfolding all around us. The discomforting new reality we feel during a pandemic with a death rate the size of WWII is a New World Order than controls our every behaviour. This is not romantic. Our hands are sanitized at the entrance to every place of business. Is this another "Heil Hitler!?" Someone once called out to me in the street a few years ago, "Have you heard of the New World Order?" I had no response.

The overwhelming aspect of the tribulation is that everything in the Book of Revelation may be happening at the same time. I am noticing that it is not chronological. Everything I do may as well be part of a worldwide play, a drama that is being played out with some actors playing more than one character. People are even being killed off, and coming back to life by switching to a different character. How could such a portrayal of the divided hearts of men be so exemplified than by current day multiplicity caused by the level of trauma in the world? 

Like Lapis Lazuli

How the gold has lost its luster,

the fine gold become dull!

The sacred gems are scattered

at every street corner.


How the precious children of Zion,

once worth their weight in gold,

are now considered as pots of clay,

the work of a potter’s hands!


Even jackals offer their breasts

to nurse their young,

but my people have become heartless

like ostriches in the desert.


Because of thirst the infant’s tongue

sticks to the roof of its mouth;

the children beg for bread,

but no one gives it to them.


Those who once ate delicacies

are destitute in the streets.

Those brought up in royal purple

now lie on ash heaps.


The punishment of my people

is greater than that of Sodom,

which was overthrown in a moment

without a hand turned to help her.


Their princes were brighter than snow

and whiter than milk,

their bodies more ruddy than rubies,

their appearance like lapis lazuli.

Lamentations 4:1-7 (NIV)

There is another reference to Sodom in the New Testament. this time: Revelation 11:1-10 (NIV)

I was given a reed like a measuring rod and was told, “Go and measure the temple of God and the altar, with its worshipers. But exclude the outer court; do not measure it, because it has been given to the Gentiles. They will trample on the holy city for 42 months. And I will appoint my two witnesses, and they will prophesy for 1,260 days, clothed in sackcloth.” They are “the two olive trees” and the two lampstands, and “they stand before the Lord of the earth.” If anyone tries to harm them, fire comes from their mouths and devours their enemies. This is how anyone who wants to harm them must die. They have power to shut up the heavens so that it will not rain during the time they are prophesying; and they have power to turn the waters into blood and to strike the earth with every kind of plague as often as they want.

Now when they have finished their testimony, the beast that comes up from the Abyss will attack them, and overpower and kill them. Their bodies will lie in the public square of the great city—which is figuratively called Sodom and Egypt—where also their Lord was crucified. For three and a half days some from every people, tribe, language and nation will gaze on their bodies and refuse them burial. The inhabitants of the earth will gloat over them and will celebrate by sending each other gifts . . .

Note the underlined text. This reference by a prophet John on the Isle of Patmos (actually the Apostle John, Jesus's closest friend) in response to a vision he had is a reference to a figurative Sodom. Jesus was not literally crucified in Sodom in person, but he was crucified in our hearts, in our evil domain (Sodom), or in "the world" referred to as Egypt. The actual Sodom was a city in the Old Testament in the time of Abraham in Genesis 19. Read on . . .

Sodom and Gomorrah Destroyed

The two angels arrived at Sodom in the evening, and Lot was sitting in the gateway of the city. When he saw them, he got up to meet them and bowed down with his face to the ground. “My lords,” he said, “please turn aside to your servant’s house. You can wash your feet and spend the night and then go on your way early in the morning.”

“No,” they answered, “we will spend the night in the square.”

But he insisted so strongly that they did go with him and entered his house. He prepared a meal for them, baking bread without yeast, and they ate. Before they had gone to bed, all the men from every part of the city of Sodom—both young and old—surrounded the house. They called to Lot, “Where are the men who came to you tonight? Bring them out to us so that we can have sex with them.”

Lot went outside to meet them and shut the door behind him 7 and said, “No, my friends. Don’t do this wicked thing. Look, I have two daughters who have never slept with a man. Let me bring them out to you, and you can do what you like with them. But don’t do anything to these men, for they have come under the protection of my roof.”

“Get out of our way,” they replied. “This fellow came here as a foreigner, and now he wants to play the judge! We’ll treat you worse than them.” They kept bringing pressure on Lot and moved forward to break down the door.

But the men inside reached out and pulled Lot back into the house and shut the door. Then they struck the men who were at the door of the house, young and old, with blindness so that they could not find the door.

The two men said to Lot, “Do you have anyone else here—sons-in-law, sons or daughters, or anyone else in the city who belongs to you? Get them out of here, because we are going to destroy this place. The outcry to the Lord against its people is so great that he has sent us to destroy it.”

So Lot went out and spoke to his sons-in-law, who were pledged to marry his daughters. He said, “Hurry and get out of this place, because the Lord is about to destroy the city!” But his sons-in-law thought he was joking.

With the coming of dawn, the angels urged Lot, saying, “Hurry! Take your wife and your two daughters who are here, or you will be swept away when the city is punished.”

When he hesitated, the men grasped his hand and the hands of his wife and of his two daughters and led them safely out of the city, for the Lord was merciful to them. As soon as they had brought them out, one of them said, “Flee for your lives! Don’t look back, and don’t stop anywhere in the plain! Flee to the mountains or you will be swept away!”

But Lot said to them, “No, my lords, please! Your servant has found favor in your eyes, and you have shown great kindness to me in sparing my life. But I can’t flee to the mountains; this disaster will overtake me, and I’ll die. Look, here is a town near enough to run to, and it is small. Let me flee to it—it is very small, isn’t it? Then my life will be spared.”

He said to him, “Very well, I will grant this request too; I will not overthrow the town you speak of. But flee there quickly, because I cannot do anything until you reach it.” (That is why the town was called Zoar.)

By the time Lot reached Zoar, the sun had risen over the land. Then the Lord rained down burning sulfur on Sodom and Gomorrah—from the Lord out of the heavens. Thus he overthrew those cities and the entire plain, destroying all those living in the cities—and also the vegetation in the land. But Lot’s wife looked back, and she became a pillar of salt.

Early the next morning Abraham got up and returned to the place where he had stood before the Lord. He looked down toward Sodom and Gomorrah, toward all the land of the plain, and he saw dense smoke rising from the land, like smoke from a furnace.

Genesis 19:1-28 (NIV)

In the New Testament's book Revelation (written down by John), the next Jesus (or Christ figure) also known in the Gospel of John as "The Prophet" (who is really the two prophets dressed in sackcloth, probably both male and female) are crucified in a figurative Sodom and Egypt too (he might as well have said in Canada and the United States). Wherever they were crucified is as Golgotha. It would be an accursed place without the redemptive power of the cross, or the symbol of their torture and execution (a fleur-de-lis).

John the Baptist Denies Being the Messiah

Now this was John’s testimony when the Jewish leaders in Jerusalem sent priests and Levites to ask him who he was. He did not fail to confess, but confessed freely, “I am not the Messiah.”

They asked him, “Then who are you? Are you Elijah?”

He said, “I am not.”

“Are you the Prophet?”

He answered, “No.”

Finally they said, “Who are you? Give us an answer to take back to those who sent us. What do you say about yourself?”

John replied in the words of Isaiah the prophet, “I am the voice of one calling in the wilderness, ‘Make straight the way for the Lord.’”

John 1:19-23 (NIV)

The idea of figurative places and figurative persons is no more aptly demonstrated in the Bible than in the book of Revelation. Everyone may have a second identity: everyone is not who they seem. This is partly due to the "internet age" as I would call it, giving everyone the chance to adopt another alter as an email address or invisible side, that they might commit lawless behaviour, or take part with the Lawless Man, who I believe is the internet. There is no law online. It is completely defined by your own choices, own level of personal censorship of your material and your family's, and own personal morality structure.

The internet is subtle, but also covert, luring people with false identities into porn sites, because they can hide their true selves. People are spamming, fishing and hacking--and then making other innocent users their victims with horrendous words, words that kill. If it is possible to heal with a word, it is also possible to kill with a word. If the earth was created by the words of the creator, do not think he can also fold up the world's map in an instant with as many words as he used to create. He knows how to undo the world as much as he knows how to put it together. Life is not just a mixed up Rubik's cube that someone took the stickers off once. We shake our heads at the grown children brought up in the seventies and think, "Hopeless!" How put out we can seem when this does not fit in to our schedule. What if we even laugh like Lot's future son-in-laws, and do not escape with our spiritual lives.

This end seems punitive, and the story of Sodom seems like an unjust punishment: but looking at the times we live in. . . are they not as forward and provocative spiritually as the people of Sodom and Gomorrah? Would a prophet not have to rival the times, and be as famous as a rock star not to mention equate in the spiritual at the level of every earthly religion and every ideology. They could literally compete with all, and outdo them. Now that's an expensive request, and a tall order!

Author's Note: The Rubik's Cube is a 3-D combination puzzle invented in 1974 by Hungarian sculptor and professor of architecture Ernő Rubik. Originally called the Magic Cube, the puzzle was licensed by Rubik to be sold by Ideal Toy Corp. Rubik's Cube won the 1980 German Game of the Year special award for Best Puzzle. As of January 2009, 350 million cubes had been sold worldwide, making it the world's bestselling puzzle game and bestselling toy.

On the original classic Rubik's Cube, each of the six faces was covered by nine stickers, each of one of six solid colours: white, red, blue, orange, green, and yellow. Some later versions of the cube have been updated to use coloured plastic panels instead, which prevents peeling and fading.

(Source: Wikipedia)

Author's Note: A lapis lazuli is my birthstone (December). Read more . . .

What do birthstones have to do with Old Israel, and where did the categorization come from? Read more . . .

Mercy is the Oil of Salvation

Today I am going to talk on the subject of mercy. As Mike Mason once said in his book, Practicing the Presence of People, "Mercy is the oil in the lamp of joy."

Mason wrote an entire chapter on mercy and said: "Mercy sides with people even when they are wrong, as Jesus did. Satan is an accuser, but Jesus is our advocate. Satan kicks us when we're down, but Jesus get down beside us to absorb the kicks. In the ancient dispute between God and man, Jesus takes God's side, but he also takes man's side. In fact when push comes to shove on Calvary, Jesus by the will of God took our side, though we were plainly in the wrong."

In case we are wondering, God isn't losing his marbles if he shows us mercy. He is not weak minded if he is able to love us in spite of what we do. Yet we imagine that when others do wrong they need a severe and punitive response. God in the Old Testament was severe, but it was the job of the prophets and the prayers of the saints to talk to him in a way that made him relent.

What is that way? The way is winsome. The way is to expect mercy.

God is able to show compassion to us. It was Jesus, moved with compassion that stretched out his hand to heal. "When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd." Matthew 9:36 (NIV).

If mercy is the oil of salvation, our salvation needs mercy to stay lit and feeds on the oil itself. How sad it would be if our favourite tree was full of caterpillars; this is the nature of parasites, they feed on other living organisms, and eventually kill their host. Were we like parasites to Jesus, determined to eventually kill him, or did he light our hearts to flame? We all know the answer: if our favourite tree was full of caterpillars we would light a large fire and burn them. 

Are we not being weak when we love or are merciful, particularly to sinful people? St. Therese of Lisieux had something to say about this topic. In the book on her little way of faith called The Way of Trust and Love by Fr. Jacques Philippe:

"Someone once asked me how to combine the attitude of littleness to which Therese invites us with the need to survive in this world, where any weakness or fragility can quickly put us out of the game. 

"I think it's not a question of merely surviving; we have to live in this world positively and confidently. And it's never been easy to practice the Gospel in society. . . Jesus speaks in the Gospel about this ongoing tension between Christian values and the values of society.

" 'I send you out as sheep in the midst of wolves.' (Matthew 10.16)

"There's realism! But it doesn't mean we're necessarily going to be eaten. God will always be our protection and refuge. . . The basic command Jesus gives to these sheep he sends out in the midst of wolves is to be "wise as serpents and innocent as doves." We must try to practice both attitudes at once. On the one hand, showing wisdom and intelligence, thinking ahead about what we are saying and to whom . . . But on the other hand, we should also keep our hearts pure and childlike. Therese says to Jesus in one of her poems: 

"I want to love you like a little child, I want to battle like a warrior bold.

"We have to fight in this world but keep our hearts pure." Or I might say it otherwise: we have to fight in this world to keep our hearts pure.

Let's keep our lamps lit; this time with mercy, like the wise virgins of the parable of Matthew 25.

“At that time the kingdom of heaven will be like ten virgins who took their lamps and went out to meet the bridegroom. Five of them were foolish and five were wise. The foolish ones took their lamps but did not take any oil with them. The wise ones, however, took oil in jars along with their lamps. The bridegroom was a long time in coming, and they all became drowsy and fell asleep.

“At midnight the cry rang out: ‘Here’s the bridegroom! Come out to meet him!’

“Then all the virgins woke up and trimmed their lamps. The foolish ones said to the wise, ‘Give us some of your oil; our lamps are going out.’

“‘No,’ they replied, ‘there may not be enough for both us and you. Instead, go to those who sell oil and buy some for yourselves.’

“But while they were on their way to buy the oil, the bridegroom arrived. The virgins who were ready went in with him to the wedding banquet. And the door was shut.

“Later the others also came. ‘Lord, Lord,’ they said, ‘open the door for us!’

“But he replied, ‘Truly I tell you, I don’t know you.’

“Therefore keep watch, because you do not know the day or the hour.

             Matthew 25: 1-13 (NIV).

Who is the Real Lion?

What does the lion represent, and when we once heard on an individual basis from a living, breathing God, or the real lion. . . . do we still? Or do we hear nothing? This imagery crops up in the last book of The Chronicles of Narnia, where in The Last Battle there is a donkey being paraded around in lion skins, made to look and convince people it is a lion, and almost worshiped as if it is a real lion. The clever little monkey who cooks up this huge show has a nightly following that is as good as TV.

Who is the monkey? Who is the lion? To understand this analogy I had to hearken back to my earlier years when I was newly married and acquired a little niece of three years nicknamed "monkey". She claimed to have been raised by seven parents, including her birth mother and father, but I was the surrogate so to speak. I fed her, read her stories and spent time playing with her and taking care of her. When her birth father was up late having a drug party, it was I and my husband who went over to his house at 10 PM to take her home. From then on she was a regular at our house. I was her nanny, and provided preschool for her on week days. When eventually she was separated from her birth mother by social services, I stepped in to hear her tears, and comb her hair, and tell her stories. I wrote all the books I wrote on an invitation from her grandmother, that I "put the poems down for Angel", who was born on Christmas Day.

There were none on paper at that point. So I started writing them down at night, while my husband worked the night shift to pay off a loan fro his brother to his mother for a business he would not take ownership for: Nighttime Awning Washing. Ughh. As a new wife I hated losing my husband to have to pay off a business loan for his brother, but he was the responsible one, and eventually his brother took responsibility, got a job married and bought a house. In fact, the whole family benefited. When I arrived, they were high on pot, selling magic mushrooms for spare cash and furnished the living room with stolen property. They all got off drugs, went to rehab, went back to trade school, married and got houses of their own. His sister even spent her life in YWAM. 

It was because of "Monkey," the little girl who had long blond hair and looked just like me that I had to think about why we over-venerate mothers in our society. Just bearing itself does not technically make you a mother in a world of adoption, abortion and surrogate mothers. I, never having had a child of my own, technically only raised Angel, and she now has a family of her own, a job as a cook in a restaurant, and a daughter. I felt I was treated at points in life like I did not like children, was doing something wrong, or was hard-nosed not to want to have children. I was at points related to as immature, and inferior. At some churches, I appreciated that they still gave me a flower on Mother's Day, they gave one to every woman, whether she had children or not: I knew it was for me because I had Angel, although I would not put the pressure on her to admit loyalty to one parent over another. 

So there is a "real" mother, in fact God, our Heavenly Mother with real Biblical qualities mentioned numerous times in the Scriptures. Then there is the Welfare Mother (with only enough money to buy cigarettes), who might not be able to raise us, can't sustain our life, and is technically over-worshipped. How does that relate to modern times? During Covid, the mother of the house became the medical profession, and we had to hearken to their every command. That is an interesting way to take over the house with a "false" lion. This lion has a lot of demands for loyalty, veneration, and adulation, but can't sustain our life. It can't sustain the life of every family and their needs during a depression. We might as well all be put on welfare, just to get by. How do we move on out of this state, when we are now government dependent?

Any comments . . .

A Walk in the Garden

Man of Sorrows 

The face was not cold, 
like expensive white marble, 
but lonely, 
discomforting with 
a wider, deeper 
acceptance of the north sun:
orange, and 
He hung with hands
outstretched in a cold cathedral,
subdued martyrdom
latent in the echoes
of the ornate gold throne.
Familiar with anguish, 
the tapestry hangs on the wall: 
millions of gilt gold threads 
and singular purity, 
the face of a madonna 
with child.
--Emily Isaacson, The Fleur-de-lis Vol I


Seminary of Christ the King, Mission Abbey, Mission B.C. Photograph by Emily Isaacson

Who Do We Consult With?

This is a time when people seem to question who is right and wrong in the prophetic. Could we be led astray? Who is good and who is bad? This very question is what the word "discernment" refers to. Once it was a happening idea in your church to find out who was the most discerning and ask their advice. Their visionary gifts, and ability to see issues clearly made them sought out by their family and friends for their good judgment on who were the sheep among the flock, and who were the wolves. It helped us to see in advance to have discerning Christians so we did not get into spiritual danger.

Now everyone is practicing divination,and the local scouts who were our discerners are scorned, and their character questioned if they come up with something other than the common good, and the modern medical model. But divination, like the snake it is named for, it tightens around us daily. This snake is somewhat more venemous than just a python, it is more like a King Cobra: it bites, and with paralysing consequences. If you have felt the snake of the pandemic tightening around us daily for the last year-and-a-half, you have felt the daily tightening, the daily increase in pressure to conform to the restrictions of Covid. The need to now have an immunization passport to re-enter society has too many commonalities to the modern world described in the Book of Revelation. But it is a world descended into chaos, madness if you will, and it is governed by the medical profession with an iron hand, the same rod of iron mentioned in Revelation 12. Would it take more courage than we have to say, Jesus could so allow me to suffer, because this is what it boils down to; many don't believe that in the modern age Jesus would allow them to suffer for the gospel. Why would a good Jesus make me feel pain; and having lived a comfortable live until now; the modern Christian believes they get the best of both worlds. But the other consequence if we don't go the way of life seems even more severe.

Getting an immunization with a number attached is the only move by the medical profession, so far, that a follower of Christ might object to if not anything else. The reason is the vaccine is connected to a number, and you cannot refuse the number once you have the vaccine. Think carefully in these days; just taking the vaccine begins a spiral toward gaining human freedom, or the freedom of man, but a distinct loss of spiritual freedom, and the favour of God.

The bottom line is that as People of the Way, we have to be willing to say, in contrast to the culture:" I have no intention of re-entering society." This was we are not saying we get special privileges, are rebellious, angry, or misled. We are not entitled. We do so know the cost. When God called us, he called us to the cross and to death, and in light of his ultimate sacrifice, this is a small cost to pay. 


Are Prophets Debating the Meaning of the Pandemic? Open Debate



Le Petit Prince

I used to deliver papers for the night shift, and met a good many people and characters. It was a small comfort that Walt Disney had once done the same. I thought of it as my prophetic territory, and it extended for the last three out of ten years from Hill Tout to McKenzie. I would travel through the night, and deliver as many as 200-300 papers. It was a job I took for over a decade, and working with the media was fast-paced and helped me move up in the job market. I eventually got the position of assistant manager at the depot in Mission and was there doing paperwork and the redelivers for over a year. It was watching the skies for rain among our motley crew, trading paper delivery skills, or venting while they swore and smoked that kept me aware I had to be street smart and not so perfectionistic. No newspaper carrier can stay a perfectionist; delivering in rain and up to two feet of snow, alone in the middle of the night is not work for the thin-skinned. I wore second-hand clothes, or old jeans that would eventually get torn. They were my sackcloth so to speak. It taught me patience, because that is the virtue most needed to be successful at working the night shift seven days a week for ten years. 

Some of my customers would get up in the middle of the night to get their papers, some of them would wait for me to tell me I made their day. At Christmastime I would get a hundred Christmas cards and usually half my earnings in tips. It made ends meet and helped me carry on my other job during the day, for which I made little pay. I was a professional writer and my books did not sell enough to pay the bills. I only wrote them as an obsession, somewhat like my addiction to newsprint, the smell of ink, and the new stories each day. I liked to think I knew everything at one o'clock in the morning. 

The sky by morning was a coloured streak of light. It was by delivering my metaphor of the "Good News" that I became aware that it is bad protocol to read people's mail in the prophetic. People are getting more and more able to come up with other people's real or contrived personal information, and call it the prophetic. This form of divination I strongly discourage, as it is invasive to people's privacy. If I opened someone's mail in their mailbox instead of giving them the news, I would be arrested. 

In the 80's and 90's it was considered, in the prophetic gifts, an admirable feat to "read someone's mail". This is how it was referred to. They also got impressions and they were related to different body parts, and involved announcing the word to the congregation in the ministry time at the end of the service. If someone identified with the symptom or disease mentioned, they could come up and get prayer. Usually the word was just an excuse to pray for the real emotional issue, and so that people could get met at a heart level, and feel Jesus cared for them. But this is a new time, where we are to use the Bible to deliver the word. Speaking the truth in love, we grow people into maturity using prophetic signs that confirm we are in the center of God's will, positive images, and metaphors or word pictures. 

In the middle of the night, there was an old pilot who used to watch the skies. He would sit out all night, and knew the plane routes, from a website he had. I would talk to him as he stayed up to get his paper, sometimes at 3 in the morning. I think he had even flown in the war. One night I asked him if he had ever seen a UFO. I had been seeing something strange in the mornings that flew over Abbotsford. It looked like a circular disk with lights and could move back and forth, in directions a plane could not. He said he had been watching one every night for a year, traversing over the Abbotsford skies--about the same time I moved to Abbotsford. He had taken a few photos, but his sister had seen it in Langley and taken a photo, so I started taking photos too. You would think this would sound strange, but if there is a realm where UFO's are visible, who would be able to see them? I hired an Indo-Canadian boy who was disabled to help me, and he could entertain you for hours on end, by making up malarkey and seeing if you believed him, then laughing uproariously. It was the funniest thing if you took him seriously, but he thought this was a good job. He could also see the flying object. That was what made me think it wasn't just me.

I began to think it was the Little Prince. But I resigned my position over six months ago now, and am not outside at night. It seems, the only ones who noticed it appear over Abbotsford were an old pilot with two missing fingers, a disabled newspaper girl and a disabled Indo-Canadian teenager. 


The Gravestone of the Little Shepherd

I was on a trip over to the island over fifteen years ago and I was arriving late at night. I had no place to stay so I phoned from the ferry to a friend's house. She told me I could not stay there that night to my dismay, so I continued on. I got to Victoria and went in to a hotel, but when they rang up the bill, it was too much. I drove on, back to my old neighborhood and eventually came upon a little church that my best friend had attended as the minister's daughter in her childhood. I sat there in the parking lot of the united church and prayed and tried to sleep. Little did I know that God had other plans. I was too wakeful to sleep, and after an hour or two started the car up and on impulse started driving back to the edge of the city. It was an unknown area I drove to, and I finally parked the tree under an oak tree in the moonlight. I stayed in the car until morning, then at seven a.m. went for a walk. It was early morning but I found a footpath that led to what seemed like a park. I next realized I was in a graveyard. I kept walking, and followed the path among the graves until I came to one with a white grave stone and a little shepherd. When I looked at the grave I knew who the person was, it was a boy from my childhood classroom. I looked at the date, and sure enough, it was the same year I was born. He died the year I got married, and I thought perhaps he had committed suicide. 

I left the graveyard and drove back into town, and the place I was supposed to stay welcomed me in, but the next day when I was out shopping I bought a small flower and took it back to the gravesite. Even thought it said "Do not leave flowers on graves," I left one anyway. It was a small gesture.

It was quite a few years that the darkness of death stayed with me. I had a hard time shaking it. I even thought at points that people were accusing me of having entered the graveyard in the middle of the night, which to my mind would have been witchcraft.

But I took a chance to follow a leading in the prophetic, and the timing as usual had to be immaculate. God is very precise. He knew I was in the same neighborhood as the boy who had died grew up in as I sat in the church parking lot across town. He knew he could send me to Broadmead, and right to the very grave of the little shepherd. It is a grave error to misjudge God. He sometimes asks us to break the rules, but not all of them.

The Spirit of the Antichrist

Prophetic word given 11/14/02. (By Emily Isaacson)

The Beast had a loud mouth, boastful and blasphemous. It could do anything it wanted for forty-two months. It yelled blasphemies against God, blasphemed his name, blasphemed his church, especially those already dwelling with God in heaven. Revelation 13:4

Every God-begotten person conquers the world’s ways. The conquering power that brings the world to its knees is our faith.  I John  5:3  (The Message)

This is a message regarding the spirit of the Antichrist. The spirit of the Antichrist is already in the world. We contend with it on a day-to-day basis. When we don’t see our opponent we are in danger of being marred in the battle.  The battle is there--the danger is real, therefore we must ask God of the armies to advance with us, clarifying our vision so we fight our true enemy. The things of this world will not prevail against this enemy, only the love of God and relinquishment of our control for God’s sovereign power.  This is new, and exciting, but also ancient and tested.

There is a message from heaven today, and the message is this: battle is not a “manly” thing, it is a godly thing. It will require more than just brute force, aggression and good aim. In fact, these will work to your detriment. This is not a case of, the guy who hits hardest wins. Discretion, tact, yieldedness, and skill all play into strategy. The man without my strategy has already lost: he has lost himself. A man with no ruler is a lost man, and this is key. You see, the spirit of the Antichrist is lawlessness, the unwillingness to be ruled.

Those in authority: please consider the danger of wanting to rule to avoid being ruled. I am your Lord. The Spirit of David is what makes man a leader, and  note his heart: humble, contrite, broken--yes, it is the broken who will lead my people out of the camp of the enemy, for they will not fear the breaking, they will not surrender under duress, they have nothing to lose. 

There are two forces at work in the realms:  The force of love, and that which opposes it (desire, if you will).  Lawlessness and desire play hand in hand. He who will not be ruled desires to have everything, and as such, I must make my opponent.  I contend with him who would contend with my Rule of Love. It is just, for even my wrath is a force of love, the strongest force of love. The oceans surge under this force, the heavens shift, the earth quakes, and volcanoes spit their fire under the awesome force of the wrath of love. That is also my jealousy--and this force, this wrath condemns man and his desire to control, to suppress for power. My wrath does not oppress, it sets free, it defeats with covering not exposure, it renovates and clears the air, it rebuilds. The land is burned, but not left desolate, for after a fire, it is remineralized, deepened, etched by tribulation, strengthened by waiting.

You who wait: hope in the Lord! He has not forgotten you. He has heard your cries with great pity and understanding. He is Lord of the Armies of Heaven, and he will save you.  There are those of you who already have the marks of tribulation etched in your foreheads. You are mine. I knew this from the beginning. No one can take you out of my hand. These marks have distressed you. But they are the marks that distinguish you. You are marked by faithfulness: the faithfulness of your own blood. It is on my Son’s head that such things can and have occurred. He is your covering, your garment, as a shield against the enemy’s threats and boasts that these are your shame.

Take dignity, my people. Dignity is a mark of those who wait with covering. What you have not seen, you will see; what you have not understood, you will understand. The mark of those who fear the Lord is the exact opposite of those who follow the Beast.  One is of betrothal, the other is of adultery: the numbers marked on their heads represent the formulas of man. Yes, these have seemed distant from evil up until this point, but they will all be used and consumed by the evil one in order to do his work in these last days. Yes, even medicine, science, education, entertainment, marketing, business, economics, studies of everything, discoveries of all humanistic qualities will crash at the feet of the Beast and be used as his playground. Nothing will be exempt. If you attempt to flee you will find yourselves ensnared. Stand your ground. This is your greatest tactic. Stand and emanate that awesome force of love as a shield to your own heart. Do not try to get enmeshed, do not try to get involved, just love with me as your living source in tranquility. It is essential to understand that acceptance of my sovereignty, and the desire to stop evil of ourselves are two separate things. One is relinquishment, and requires having a will yielded only to me--the other exacts control and hate. Yes, evil is our opponent, and we often wish not to have an opponent, but the reality is that it is there, and cannot be fought until it is accepted as such with courage and bravery. Stop trying to win evil over to your side by coercion and fight.  Look it in the eye instead of hating it.  Aim from your gut with great confidence. Take it down without ignorance.

Do not forget that this evil is not people, although they be possessed by it and the mind of it.  They are deeply rooted in their sin and logic, and it cannot transcend to understand the ways and insight of God without great help on my part. If they come to you, you will know their hearts are yielded; if they ask of you, you must give them water-- no matter how demonic they seem. A man’s demons are not his soul.  How many tormented friends I have, dear ones, waiting in great dignity for the removal of their pains. They endure, and often you make their tribulation greater by your insensitivity. Do not level force at them, for force has driven them to this point, but gentleness and compassion--a light touch. Do not yield to the evil which afflicts them; in order not to yield you must be rooted in love. Root yourselves, therefore. Root yourselves by practicing the strength of compassion, not by excusing them but by covering them. Hate and lust are the desire to expose; love covers. It gives dignity to suffering instead of adding shame. The love is what allows the light you have not to cruelly expose but to acknowledge, and wash, and cover. This requires wisdom on your part.  Up until now many of you have not been able to look at gross sin and injustice without hating out of fear. That was all you had to deal with the enormity of it.  So in order not to hate, you looked the other way. But now I give you something new: it transcends your natural inclinations, born out of humanity, it transcends the wisdom of man which would like to categorize, analyze and fix, and it seats itself in the heavenlies with me. Here it is: the force of love comes up from underneath, and empowers. Like a spring out of dry ground, it nourishes. The force of hate comes down from up above and subdues. It silences and demands conformity. Many of you have mistaken the force of hate for my love. Empowerment is a deep thing. Seek to understand:

Empowerment cleanses a man from the inside out, not from the outside in. I Am the living water. I do my work at the essential core of man, and I am successful at renewing the works of my hands. You are just the observers, humbled by your own daily need of the same process, inviting them alongside as a humanity that exists with you instead of one that can get you dirty. 

Keep in mind, please, I am not you and you are not me; I ask that you be unified with others in me so that you can receive from me in wholeness and grace, humbled by the parts of the body that perhaps you would rather not be seen with--covering them as to prevent immodesty, instead of shaming and exposing them for their vulnerability. Now you are treating them as of lesser Christians than you are. You cannot move forward without them, they are essential to you: recognize their strengths and do not shun them.

You are one. I created you to be. This is where you are most free, in oneness. This is where you are most alive in me and dead to yourselves. This prevents you from being uprooted at the slightest storm, this anchors you in opposition. Father Law and Mother Grace are needed to parent these children, born out of submission to me.  Protect and secure them, nourish and comfort them, correcting them with a sense of humor, and having a grace that looks dishonesty in the eye and knows that the truth spoken in meekness empowers not condemns.

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Build Yourself Up

But you, most beloved, build yourselves up
in your most holy faith. – Jude 20 (NIV)

Warm up with worship
hands raised, spirit stretching
to the Almighty.
Increase the rhythm of the heart
with the jumping-jacks of praise.
Hop onto the treadmill of the Word
read it, study it
meditate on it, memorize it.
Then it’s down on the floor
for push-ups of confession
abdominal crunches of petition
and, firmly grasping others’ weighty burdens,
bench presses of intercession, set after set.
Up on your feet again for step-ups of listening
then cool down walking in place, silent.
End with a song of thanksgiving
that pours from a well-toned heart.
Now go out to meet the day
your spirit radiating contentment and joy
flexible and strong from its workout
with faith, hope and love.

--Violet Nesdoly

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The Dr. James Dobson Family Institute asked to join us in linking arms on Sunday, Aug. 22, with Rev. Franklin Graham and Christians worldwide in ardent prayer for the catastrophic events that are unfolding in Afghanistan. Please pray specifically for the Lord's intervention and protection of the tens of thousands of Americans and our Christian brothers and sisters who are in immediate peril by the Taliban. Keep this in your prayers as we continue on.

What is prophecy?

A prophecy is a message that is claimed by a prophet to have been communicated to them by a deity. Such messages typically involve inspiration, interpretation, or revelation of divine will concerning the prophet's social world and events to come (compare divine knowledge).


Maimonides suggested that "prophecy is, in truth and reality, an emanation sent forth by Divine Being through the medium of the Active Intellect, in the first instance to man's rational faculty, and then to his imaginative faculty."   

What is your definition?

Should prophecy engage the imagination, and if so, how?

Would you respond better to an overt word or a subtle word picture.

"According to Walter Brueggemann, the task of prophetic (Christian) ministry is to nurture, nourish and evoke a consciousness and perception alternative to the consciousness and perception of the dominant culture."

What is prophetic poetry?

Does every poet write from an ideology?

The ocean you find yourself in is oddly familiar, and that is the strange thing about poetry, how it is so solitary, but the realities spoken by the poem are shared by many.

--Onjana Yawnghwe, When Poems Are Rooms

What is a Levitical Ministry?

Beyond the great composers, the authors of the Hymns of the Faith, we have contemporary worship music. It is written by musicians. In the early days of the Bible, these anointed musicians were called Levites. A lot of new worship music is produced today, and featured on Christian radio. This is attracting contemporary society in droves. Worship leaders strive to present music in church settings that is cool, singeable for corporate worship, theologically correct, and an attractive sound. But we are really using worship music as a medium, a means of connecting in an intimate way with our Creator.

Prophetic Quotes

Praise to Jesus, my friends, we seek Him in all ways for all our everything every moment of every day, glory to Jesus! #onourknees my friends, crying out to He who alone is "our refuge & strength," healer & redeemer of ALL the enemy's games, glory to Jesus . . .

– Bruce Marchino, Twitter

No one can pray and worry at the same time. When we worry, we aren’t praying. When we pray, we aren’t worrying. 

–Max Lucado

No matter how dark things become, someone is always with you – and that someone is God. He helps by giving you peace and a positive mental attitude.

–Norman Vincent Peale

In every case, the cries of Christ are not declarations that he believes God has actually left him, but cries for help to a God who he knows is there but cannot hear, see or sense him.

– Brad Jersak

Those who never rebelled against God or at some point in their lives shaken their fists in the face of heaven, have never encountered God at all.

– Catherine Marshall

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence. We need silence to be able to touch souls.

– Mother Teresa

We trumpet our disabilities to God.

– Emily Isaacson

There is a tendency to see divine intervention in things that happen in the normal course of miracles.

– Robert Brault

“There is coming a new wind of my Spirit into the Fraser Valley and the language of this wind will be signs and wonders and dreams and vision (as stated by Acts 2). If my people receive my language in this coming season then they will be able to hear what I am telling them to do. However if they do not know how I speak and value how I speak this wind can blow right by them and they will not even know I am moving.”

– Murray Dueck

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