Sunday, April 19, 2015

After The Innocents

"Let not them that are mine enemies wrongfully rejoice over me: neither let them wink with the eye that hate me without a cause. For they speak not peace: but they devise deceitful matters against them that are quiet in the land."
 Psalm 35:19-20


On a Saturday morning in mid-September of 2014, I awoke from a disturbing dream. I rose from bed and found my husband in the kitchen and told him the details:

It was an overcast day. I was walking in a field at the edge of a woods. I don't know if the land belonged to me or not, but I know that I was at ease and familiar with it. Two dogs were with me; our own and a dog that belonged to a couple who are friends of our family. Our friend's dog, Gadsden, was in real life a high energy breed, but in the dream, he was a playful, puppy-like Golden Retriever. My dog was on a leash but I let our friend's dog have a bit of freedom. I would call him back to me every few seconds and didn't allow him to roam more than thirty or so feet. Any more distance than that between us meant that I no longer felt comfortable having him off leash.

It was the spring of the year as evidenced by the fact that the leaves on the trees and bushes were little more than opened buds and the grass in the woods still contained more brown colors than green in its mixture. The day was overcast and I wore a cream colored, hooded rain coat. 

Suddenly, Gadsden darted into the woods. I called for him but this time, he didn't return to me so my dog and I went after him. Between having to make our way through the thick underbrush and climbing over downed trees and saplings, it wasn't easy going. Yet Gadsden seemed to know just where he was headed. Due to the fact that my focus was on the terrain and the dogs, I was surprised when Gadsden bounded up some steps and into the right side of a wooden shack. The door was wide open and not having time to become frightened, I followed him up the steps, calling his name. Not expecting anyone to be there, I entered and stopped dead in my tracks when I saw two men in the room before me. They were both directly in front of me. The left side of their profiles were facing my direction and neither of them looked at me. The shack and everything within it, including the clothing the men were wearing, were dark shades of brown. I remember thinking that they must have seen us coming because although I was shocked to see them, they were not surprised to see me. It was as though they had been waiting for us. Of course with the windows in their building being several feet from ground level, they had a better vantage point. One was standing behind the other who was seated in a chair, reminding me of movies where the bad guy in charge is seated while his body guard stands by. The one who was seated did the talking and I am guessing he was not only the one in command but perhaps the only one who spoke English. His voice held no emotion. His voice bore no accent. It was clear to me that he was an American and I would guess that he was in his twenties or thirties. He had brown, almost shoulder length hair. Both of them wore coats/jackets. If the shack had a source of electricity, no lights were on.

The man sitting down spoke as soon as I stepped over the threshold. He said that I was being "negligent" in letting the dog run free and since I apparently couldn't take care of him properly, he would be staying with them.

There was a wooden partition a few feet to the left that allowed for passage on both sides. Whatever was behind the partition I couldn't see. A man started to yell at Gadsden who was behind the partition. His voice was low in his chest and sounded like a growl. His language was foreign but not like any foreign language that I could reference. 

I called for Gadsden to come to me and the man who was seated said that the dog was attacking them and reminded me that they would be keeping him with them. I knew that Gadsden wasn't attacking anyone. No sounds of that sort were going on. Just the sound of the irate and menacing man behind the partition. However while still in the dream, I wondered if there were hostages being held behind the partition and Gadsden had gone up to them. I told the man who was sitting down that they were not going to keep him and that the three of us would be leaving together. I called again for Gadsden and began to back out of the shack but I knew that my attempt would be futile. They weren't going to let us get away.

That ended the dream. I woke up and the first thing that came to mind was to ask the Father why was Gadsden, who was in real life, a highly alert, driven and determined breed, represented as an easy going and playful Golden Retriever. The question was barely formed in my mind when He spoke to my spirit, "They are after the innocents." With that, I threw back the covers and went in search of my husband. When I finished telling him the dream, I added that I had no idea what we had come to. My normally very optimistic husband looked at me and soberly replied, "A terrorist cell." It was one of those moments when you hear something that closes out everything else around you and all becomes very still. There was no doubt in his statement. He said it with such calm authority that I just stared at him.

I have spent time in prayer about this dream, on and off since I had it and I think it represents more than one thing. I asked Him who the innocents were and He told me, "My mother and brothers are those who hear the will of My Father and do it." My thoughts were toward children so I asked Him about them. He said, "They are the most vulnerable." "...they devise deceitful matters against them that are quiet in the land."

I always thought that Gadsden being in the dream was to show the contrast between Australian Shepherds and Goldens. Anyone familiar with the breeds knows that they possess some stark contrasts. Contrary to their name, Australian Shepherds were bred in the United States to be working dogs on ranches. They are independent thinkers that can herd cattle and sheep on their own without supervision. The breed is almost scary intelligent. But while in the midst of prayer on March 24th, it occurred to me to look up the meaning of his name. This is what I found: Gadsden Flag

We all know that terrorism around the world is real, but this dream took place in my own back yard, so-to-speak. On a land where I felt comfortable with the freedom to walk around without fear. I was soon shown that I wasn't free anymore.

That statement reminds me of another dream that I had where I was standing in line in the basement of a large, public building. My impression was that we were in line for some kind of concert, presentation, or lecture of some sort. I don't recall seeing any males in the line. We were slowly moving through the hallways. The mood was cooperative. Quiet. The talking that was going on (most of the women walked in silence) mirrored the mood and certainly wasn't on par with the excitement you would expect from a group of concert goers, so I dismissed that possibility.
     Suddenly, a white net came around us forming a tunnel that was about 12-24 inches away from our bodies.  Space in the weave was about two-three inches in diameter. Occasionally people would walk by, outside of the net, going in the opposite direction. They were few and far in between. These official-looking people were dressed in dark colored business attire. The women around me didn't notice the netting. I awoke hearing, "Sheep to the slaughter." While the women around me thought they were still free, I saw something completely different.

Going back to the first dream, certain things stand out. The first being that it was early spring. Secondly, the man who was sitting down was very arrogant. The shack and all the colors within it were medium dark to very dark browns. Brown within Scripture means humanity and things of the earth/earthly things. Things that can and do result in spiritual and literal death. I wore a cream colored coat. Cream means healing. Gadsden's breed originated in the United States and that is where he was born. Interestingly, Gadsden came from parents named Freedom and Liberty and after becoming ill, his owners mourned his death in the month of November.
     I believe that all of these points are significant or Gadsden wouldn't have been recognized by me in the dream because of the fact that he was a completely different breed. He had changed from an assertive, protective, Don't Tread On Me kind of breed to one that is gentle and sensitive to its owner. An innocent in comparison. Remember, the men in the shack were going to keep him as he was, the Golden. I believe that this is showing that those who can be changed, retrained, easily controlled will be spared - for a time. Those who are not willing will not be allowed to go free. I knew that my death was at hand, but when I had come to the shack, I bore a cloak of healing in order to bring His Truth and His healing touch to as many as would receive. He cannot, will not forsake His own!

"Be strong and of good courage, fear not, nor be afraid of them. For it is the LORD your God who goes with you; He will not leave you or forsake you." Deuteronomy 31:6

This country once knew liberty and freedom which we took for granted and treated with neglect. In our obsession with self, our greed, and moral decay, we sold it as it were, for thirty pieces of silver. Just as I wouldn't let Gadsden wander more than thirty feet before calling him back, so we became too comfortable and therefore negligent, falsely assuming that our freedom was never in danger and would always be near to us. We were wrong.

"As the American Judge Learned Hand put it:

Liberty lies in the hearts of men and women; when it dies there, no constitution, no law, no court can save it; no constitution, no law no court can even do much to help it. And what is this liberty which must lie in the hearts of men and women? It is not the ruthless, the unbridled will; it is not freedom to do as one likes. That is the denial of liberty, and leads straight to its overthrow. A society in which men recognize no check upon their freedom soon becomes a society where freedom is the possession of only a savage few; much as we have learned to our sorrows.' " *


Upon hearing the results of the presidential election of 2012, I walked into the master bath to prepare for bed and I asked the Father what just happened. He spoke to my spirit, "The pinions have fallen." The revelation was instant and clear. The American symbol had lost it's flight feathers. Making it vulnerable to attack, starvation, and death. Remember that Gadsden died in November. Perhaps it was the evening of November 6, 2012, that any continuation of "Don't Tread on Me" died, as well.

I have been waiting more than a week to publish this post because I felt like I was waiting for further revelation. In fact, today I have only added these last four paragraphs. I believe that the further revelation I have been waiting for came yesterday. It was in the morning that I received a text from a friend asking me if I had heard of Jade Helm. Since I hadn't, I thought it was a person or group of people, as in a corporation. I had taken ill on Friday afternoon and got perhaps two hours of sleep that night, but what I learned the next morning about Jade Helm made me sick at heart. Not just these dreams but more than these came rushing back to my mind. I told you that I felt an urgency to get some dreams up on the blog. Now it makes even more sense to me as to why I have felt this way.

It is with a heavy heart and a deep, sad sigh that I write that it is time to get your lives and your homes in order. Each of you, before the Father, must learn what that means for you and your family. May you have the ears to hear, the strength to obey, and the heart to change. It is in the Matchless Name of our Messiah and King Yeshua that I pray. Amein

1 These things have I spoken unto you, that ye should not be offended.
2 They shall put you out of the synagogues: yea, the time cometh, that whosoever killeth you will think that he doeth God service.
3 And these things will they do unto you, because they have not known the Father, nor me.
4 But these things have I told you, that when the times shall come, ye may remember that I told you of them. And these things I said not unto you at the beginning, because I was with you.
5 But now I go my way to him that sent me; and none of you asketh me, Whither goest thou?
6 But because I have said these things unto you, sorrow hath filled your heart.
7 Nevertheless I tell you the truth; It is expedient for you that I go away: for if I go not away, the Comforter will not come unto you; but if I depart, I will send him unto you.
8 And when he is come, he will reprove the world of sin, and of righteousness, and of judgment:
9 Of sin, because they believe not on me;
10 Of righteousness, because I go to my Father, and ye see me no more;
11 Of judgment, because the prince of this world is judged.
 12 I have yet many things to say unto you, but ye cannot bear them now.
13 Howbeit when he, the Spirit of truth, is come, he will guide you into all truth: for he shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall hear, that shall he speak: and he will shew you things to come.
14 He shall glorify me: for he shall receive of mine, and shall shew it unto you.
15 All things that the Father hath are mine: therefore said I, that he shall take of mine, and shall shew it unto you.
16 A little while, and ye shall not see me: and again, a little while, and ye shall see me, because I go to the Father.
17 Then said some of his disciples among themselves, What is this that he saith unto us, A little while, and ye shall not see me: and again, a little while, and ye shall see me: and, Because I go to the Father?
18 They said therefore, What is this that he saith, A little while? we cannot tell what he saith.
19 Now Jesus knew that they were desirous to ask him, and said unto them, Do ye inquire among yourselves of that I said, A little while, and ye shall see me?
 20 Verily, verily, I say unto you, That ye shall weep and lament, but the world shall rejoice: and ye shall be sorrowful, but your sorrow shall be turned into joy.
21 A woman when she is in travail hath sorrow, because her hour is come: but as soon as she is delivered of the child, she remembereth no more the anguish, for joy that a man is born into the world.
22 And ye now therefore have sorrow: but I will see you again, and your heart shall rejoice, and your joy no man taketh from you.
23 And in that day ye shall ask me nothing. Verily, verily, I say unto you, Whatsoever ye ask shall the Father in my name, he will give it you.
24 Hitherto have ye asked nothing in my name: ask, and ye shall receive, that your joy may be full.
25 These things have I spoken unto you in proverbs: but the time cometh, when I shall no more speak unto you in proverbs, but I shall shew you plainly of the Father.
26 At that day ye shall ask in my name: and I say not unto you, that I will pray the Father for you.
27 For the Father himself loveth you, because ye have loved me, and have believed that I came out from God
28 I came forth from the Father, and am come into the world: again, I leave the world, and go to the Father.
29 His disciples said unto him, Lo, Now speakest thou plainly, and speakest no proverb.
30 Now we are sure that thou knowest all things, and needest not that any man should ask thee: by this we believe that thou camest forth from God.
31 Jesus answered them, Do ye now believe?
32 Behold, the hour cometh, yea, is now come, that ye shall be scattered, every man to his own, and shall leave me alone: and yet I am not alone, because the Father is with me.
33 These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye shall have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world. 
John Chapter 16





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Synonyms for "Negligent": neglectful, remiss, careless, lax, irresponsible, inattentive, heedless, thoughtless, unmindful, forgetful, slack, sloppy, derelict, delinquent

* Speech made at Central Park, New York, 21 May 1944 - Quoted from Exodus: The Book of Redemption/Covenant and Conversation A Weekly Reading of the Jewish Bible by Rabbi Jonathan Sacks









    

Sunday, April 5, 2015

Why Passover?

     Last Friday night, our family experienced a lovely Passover observance in our home. There were eight of us who partook of the meal, the unleavened bread, and the wine (or grape juice). As my husband and I prepared for the meal, I couldn't help but think about the times we are living in and wondered how even more significant this Passover could prove to be.

     When our meal was finished, my husband read from the Scriptures the account of the first Passover and the children's eyes grew wide when I told them that while the houses of the Egyptians were filled with wrenching cries of sorrow, all was so quiet in the homes where the angel of death had passed over that not even a single dog barked. A clear, undeniable distinction was made. Exodus 11:7

     Our son went on to read about the Passover when our Messiah sat down to the meal that He had earnestly awaited to share with his disciples. As we listened to him read, wondering once again about all that He must have been going through that evening, when the time came, we shared the unleavened bread and the wine in remembrance of Him.

Matthew 26:26-30 tells us,

Now as they were eating, Jesus took the bread, and after blessing it broke it and gave it to the disciples, and said, "Take, eat; this is my body." And he took a cup, and when he had given thanks he gave it to them, saying, "Drink of it, all of you, for this is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins. I tell you I will not drink again of this fruit of the vine until that day when I drink it new with you in my Father's kingdom." And when they had sung a hymn, they went out to the Mount of Olives." 


This song was our choice.


     When we had finished singing, we filled containers with warm water, added lavender oil and washed each other's feet.

     Some may wonder why we would choose to celebrate Passover being that we weren't brought up Jewish. I explained for the benefit of the children that night that it is because the Bible tells us that when we accept Yeshua's (Jesus') gift of atonement, we become grafted into Israel. Romans 11:17

Concerning Passover, Exodus 12:14 states,

"And this day shall be unto you for a memorial; and ye shall keep it a feast to the Lord throughout your generations; ye shall keep it a feast by an ordinance for ever."

     YHVH goes on to repeat this command in verses 17 and 24. We learn through Hebraic teaching that His repetition cannot and should not be ignored. And just to make sure we got the message, He clears up any confusion as to who should be observing His instructions when He says in verse 49,

"One law shall be to him that is homeborn, and unto the stranger that sojourneth among you." 
Those who would become known as Israelites as well as the Gentiles. 

      Many Christians around the world are realizing that Yeshua didn't come to somehow make new the law of His Father. In fact, the sermon on the mount revealed that He increased the responsibility of His followers to walk according to the written Torah. Everything He did, He did in accordance to it. Neither did He come to start a new religion. There remains one law for Israel and for the Gentile. A law that does not save us, only faith in the atoning blood of the Messiah can release us from the penalty of the law of eternal death, but once we have been set free, we are to "establish it" in our lives.  Romans 3:31 He then fulfilled His promise to send a Helper, His Father's Spirit, to ensure that we could. John 14:16, 15:26, and 16:7

     YHVH gave seven feasts to be observed each year. He did not call them Jewish feasts. He said in more than one place, in Leviticus 23 alone, that, "These are My feasts." Seven annual feasts that were to be observed throughout all generations.

     So, since it wasn't my custom to spend loads of time reading the front of the Bible, that most refer to as the Old Testament, how did I come to see the importance of things like His Feasts that include Passover? Because verses like this became too difficult to ignore or explain away.
"Jesus replied, 'And why do you, by your traditions, violate the direct commandments of God.' "
Matthew 15:3

     Saturday morning I awakened to the start of the blood moon which resulted in a time of surrendered prayer. It wasn't until after breakfast that I decided to check my e-mails and found that a couple of dear sisters had sent me some correspondence that made the lingering memory of Passover even more Beautiful! Within their correspondence was an article that I knew I wanted to share with you.

     For those of you who have come out from pagan holidays and the traditions of men, and have endured the hostility that often accompanies that decision, and for those of you who honestly believe that Jeremiah 16 is being fulfilled in our day, let the following article serve as a means of edification.
    Your Father in heaven sees and hears all that you are going through to walk upon the ancient and narrow way. He knows the heart ache you have felt as a result of each person who mistakenly thinks you have become a heretic and have fallen from grace, and in so doing have walked away from you. He wants you to know that 2 Corinthians 6:14-18 was meant for people like you. Pray for and show unconditional love to those who judge and persecute you without understanding. One day they will know fully, even as they are fully known. Both now and in the days to come, let Ephesians 4 be said of you.

In Messiah's Love ~ Your sister,
Sue

The article I promised