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Stop Broadcasting Their Sin…

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2014-05-16 18.40.52The other day I wrote about the word turnaround and how I saw a top to bottom overturn in so many areas. I saw things changing governmentally, economically. Many had this “first” response. “It’s easy to say what you can not see. Anybody can do that.” I believe everyone can do that, but I do not believe everyone wants to or thinks it right to do so. I am not looking to be justified in the accuracy of a word in the next 10 minutes or 10 days. Continue reading Stop Broadcasting Their Sin…

Believing For The Impossible Is Possible

fireworksWhile visiting here with a friend, out of the corner of my eye I caught what I thought was a cat or a squirrel on my steps. You know “look, squirrel”? Well, I found myself distracted and had to look over and not a squirrel or a cat or anything else human. An angel had walked down the steps. (Why it walked I do not know.) But honestly the whole thing “shook” me. I told the person it was “frightening” to me.

I know angels are good but why is it when I see them I find myself shaken? Even frightened from time to time?

Needless to say I know angels are always here and always available.

Forced to wonder why are they showing up so much?

I was sitting in the front row. Myself and a number of prophetic voices had been invited to a meeting with Bob Jones. The meeting was in a large auditorium. Each of us were to speak. I recognized many of them. There was assigned seating and I moved to the corner on the front row. The next speaker was Rick Joyner. I went to sit down. But what I realized was the seating was designed two to a chair. The style was much like fancy beach chairs. I did not think anything about it until a woman came over to the chair. This was not going to be good I thought. If nothing else this seating was extremely awkward. I looked around and saw others with similar looks. I jumped up and said “this is not happening.” The others looked at me and then other voices began to stand as well. Voices began to come forward with strength and authority. The “crowding” began to shift. As the voices increased in the room lights began to appear, sparks began to enter the atmosphere and there began to be a low rumble that sounded like thunder. As everything was happening, the “second seaters” began to disappear. Soon there was a very definitive sound in the room and clarity of voice began to emerge even as the “low thunder” continued providing a background for the voices.

In the second dream I was in a church gathering. It was my home fellowship and a meeting had just ended. I saw myself walking around the room talking and praying for people. Soon a song began to come from the front of the room. “You are so adventuresome” was the chorus and our leadership team began to engage. Something marvelous was happening despite the lateness of the day. (Service had ended.) A table appeared at the front of the church and two of our leaders began to hand out tickets of boarding to various places.

Yesterday I had the pleasure of a couple of conversations with two young people. One sat in my living room and we took the time to go over “next steps”. Next steps being “what is God showing you?” and “how can I help you?” The second conversation was young friend across the country. It was clear that she missed a lot of “being home”. I found myself saying, “I do not think it ‘get’s easier’ with missing people” after her saying she “wished she could be in ‘church’” with me.

Last week I had a dream where I “left” a piece of me behind. Something had been imparted and remained while I left. It was painful. (Even yesterday as I thought about my mom who would have been 88, a piece of me was ‘left behind’.”)

One of the ways I believe we are going to “connect” in the future is that we will begin to see “travel” of the translation or “teleport” kind. Last week I appeared in two friend’s dreams. One of those dreams I had my own dream and met up with them. When we talked we just got quiet and thought “wow, it is happening.” We “saw” similar things. (We are going to have to start carrying something not subject to time like “portal passes”.) Time miracles are happening where what would take x hours is taking ½ that. We are closing in on something we presently call miraculous, but God describes as “ME”. My dream yesterday of the “collective” force of members of the body of Life(Christ) bringing resurrection of the dead was powerful. (The Sadducees rejected the belief of the “resurrection of the dead” yet the Pharisees and others did not. Ever wonder about the Pharisees belief in raising the dead and where that came from.) Life as we know it is about to make a change.

The two dreams mean a lot to me. The first indicated a fresh breath on the prophetic from a place of rest. The rest is and will be the key to the “reviving” of the prophet and the prophetic. (Many voices are going to change in the coming days.) I do not believe it was a “woman” that came to distract us but a spirit. What I saw was men and women of the prophetic voice stirring a rumbling in the land which provided the back drop for the unique and mysterious workings of the Lord. I think the “two to a chair” spoke of the joining of the “apostle and prophet” walking together (Amos 3:3) just as we are seated at the “right hand of the Father”. Be looking for new voice to come forth. Fresh, rested, vibrant and bold.

The man in the second dream at the table was my friend Mark, an apostle here in New England. An amazing man and wonderful friend, the “boarding” passes were the result of the foundation we had seen. A prophetic word had been given to us by David Wagner, that we would be a “landing strip and place of taking off”. I felt the song was saying “sow adventure some”. The world has become a little friendlier in the last 24 hours.

Believing for the impossible to be possible is upon us. Carrying it out is in our DNA. Revelation 11:15 says “The kingdom of the world has become the kingdom of our Lord and of his Messiah, and he will reign for ever and ever.” The world’s kingdom is His which means it is ours and it is past tense, not something to come but to be accepted and enforced.

Today is your day. It is time to drive like you own it!

Jesus Cares About The inside

This weekend I was reading a story about someone wanting to cut a young man’s hair. “Pretty please” they begged.

As someone who has sported waist length hair in my years, Jimi Hendrix afro’s, pony tails and more, I wonder how this young man felt. I had a man one time tell me “God likes His sheep shorn short.” I know the church did not care for my long hair or my dress. Nor did they like my cars or motorcycles in many cases. Another man told me he would not be at my church because I rode a motorcycle.

A Snippet Of Truth
A Snippet Of Truth

So, what is with Jesus on the inside? How do we see external fixings under the heading of God? (I want my kids to look good but it does not change how I see them or love them.) Folks, good, bad or ugly, God loves them and you and has the capability to change them. They may never look like you want them to be, but isn’t it good God looks to the inside.

Our church family grows whether we wear paisley, plaid or print. We are not focused on the outside. It grows because of what is on the inside.

If you want a child to look better, please stop playing the God card. The number one complaint I hear about church people is “there are too many rules.” Stop adding rules, conditions and regulations. It only makes you a Pharisee.

What Is The Answer?

leejohndrowteamIn light of the shootings and death, I have felt “burdened” to see what God is saying…

“Then He charged them, saying, ‘Take heed, beware of the leaven of the Pharisees and the leaven of Herod.’” (Mark 8:15)I have been processing this scripture the last day or so. Why? A few weeks ago I found myself saying to my wife “there is an attack on the children.” At the time I thought it was just my grandchildren. I would say to my wife and a few close friends I am “struggling” with this. “Maybe it is just Christmas and the kids are keyed up.” But every time I turned around one of the children was getting hurt! And others shared similar things.Sitting here on Friday as the news of the massacre in Newtown washed over me., I realized that something was going on. Something I had “felt” but not been able to process. Worse, I had no answer. I felt for lack of a better description, “helpless.” Continue reading What Is The Answer?