I want to share with you an interesting dream my daughter (Seven Stars) had in the early morning hours of Friday, May 11.  It seems to me that the Lord has been giving the two of us some interesting dreams lately, but, not only to us, also, to others. Something that may in and of itself, testify to the lateness of the hour.

This dream, I found to be particularly unusual as it contains two parts. One, the dream and two, what I believe, to be an obvious confirmation the next day.

I will preface this by saying that previous to the dream, my daughter had been praying quite intensely for the salvation of her oldest daughter’s father (from a previous relationship) and his extended family.

The dream appears to be related to her prayer.  But, I believe, as I will explain, that it goes deeper than that.

The Dream:

In the dream, my daughter is flying. Not in an airplane or anything like that. Just flying, as people often do in dreams. Somehow, she has been given the knowledge that a nuclear disaster of some kind is imminent somewhere. The next thing, she knows, she is at a nuclear plant, where she see workers coming off from their shifts. They are riding up on an escalator from a level down below. Not in a hurry, they appear as you would expect, when people are just getting off work.  Somehow, she knows that the father of her daughter is there – and, that something terrible is about to happen. His name is Bo. And, she begins shouting his name, “Bo, Bo” desperate to find him. It’s not long until she sees him coming up the escalator also, and he is carrying their daughter Taylor in his arms. In the dream, Taylor is 3 years old (in actuality, she is now 11).  Once she sees them, she tells them, “we need to get out of here”!  So, they run to the perimeter of the facility, which is enclosed by a three or four foot swampy area.  They jump across it and although is seems but, a short distance, she knew once they had crossed it, they were safe.

End of Dream

As I mentioned, the dream at first appearance seems to be in relation to her recent prayers for Bo (and, his family).

But, that was not the end. Then, this happened.

It was Saturday afternoon and my daughter was at the dollar store standing in line to pay for her purchase at the cash register. There was a woman ahead of her, who was talking to the cashier about her daughter, who was pregnant. These two women apparently knew each other and, so the conversation became a little prolonged. As my daughter moved forward to pay for her purchase, the woman continued to talk even though she had already paid for hers and, because my daughter was now closer in to the conversation, the woman began to include her in what she was saying, as well.

Apparently, her daughter, whose name is Angel is six weeks out from giving birth, but, she is beginning to have contractions now. They are concerned because the baby’s lungs are not fully developed, so they are trying to do everything they can to keep her from going in to labor until closer to her due date. Possibly moving her to a hospital in a nearby city in hope that the delivery can be delayed. My daughter explained to the woman (and the cashier) that her husband (my son in law) is a helicopter mechanic for the local flight for life service and that she and he would pray for Angel and the baby. By the way, my daughter ask, almost as an after thought, “What is the baby’s name?” Not quite understanding, why she had asked, because not everyone has a name for a baby before its born. She ask anyway. “Beau” the woman said, his name is Beau.”

Wow! What are the chances! My daughter states, that as soon as the woman said, “Beau” she felt as if she had been struck by lightning. A jolt of electricity (non-painful) coursing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand up and goose bumps to appear on her skin.  The woman could not help but notice how visibly shaken, she became at the name Beau.  ”Why” she ask worriedly. ”Do you know someone by that name? “  Still in a state of shock and not quite knowing how to explain what had just happened, my daughter, finally just mumbled something about having some one in the family by that name and left it at that.

“Mom” she said, ” I have never felt anything like this.  I’ve heard about  ’slain in the spirit” before, but, never knew quite what that meant or even believed in it. But, this, I’m telling you was a Holy Spirit experience!”  And, based on the details of all of the above, I’m inclined to agree.

You probably noticed there was change in the way I spelled Bo. The “Bo” associated with, my daughter is a nickname, which, came from childhood as he could not pronounce his name Bill, every time he would try to say it, it would come out  “Bo” and, one way or another it stuck. Not knowing, how Angel will be spelling her new son’s name, it is safe in assuming, that it would most likely be the traditional Beau as opposed to Bo. The reason I mention this is because names are important to this dream.

There is perhaps, a number of ways this dream could be interpreted. I am going to offer up but, one. It strikes me that the dream, which, included a looming disaster, was tied to the birth of a baby yet six weeks out.  The return of the Messiah, as we all well know, is described in the Bible as a woman in labor, a woman about to give birth. So, “Angel” is about to give birth to Beau. The meaning of the name, which means “handsome.” The word “beau” is also synonymous with that of a suitor. One, who works to woo, his beloved.  A very Holy Spirit like action, if you ask me.

Beau in the dream is carrying Taylor. And, the name Taylor is associated, as we all know with the trade of a Tailor. One who cuts fabric and fashions garments; one, who provides the clothing that we wear (even, if they are mass-produced). I see a connection here between these two names, Beau and Taylor. One who woos – a suitor (Holy Spirit) and one, who provides garments (clothes us in righteousness, Jesus).

The name Angel is synonymous with messenger. The baby Beau, whose lungs are not quite ready for delivery indicates to me that it is not yet time (time to be delivered). But, it is close.  Lungs have to do with breath and it is the Holy Spirit, who breathes in to us spiritual life. When the time is ready, we will be delivered, (as she was) and, with the help of “Beau and Taylor” (the Holy Spirit and Jesus) “will be moved from a place of danger to a place of safety, heaven. 

Are we six weeks out from our deliverance?  We certainly could be. This much for sure – with each passing day, we are one day closer to his soon return!

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee” Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

A study in blues and whites, the Freedom Tower also, known as the One World Trade Center can be seen gleaming from lower Manhattan. Piercing the sky at 1776 feet high, it is the third tallest building in the world. Eleven years ago, the sky line of Manhattan was permanently and tragically altered, but, today, the vow to rebuild better and stronger than before, became a reality.

It is perhaps fitting that the tower reached completion today, May  10, 2013. As it is also, Sivan 1 on the Hebrew calendar. Sivan, the month, whose name means season or time.  For as it says in the book of Ecclesiastes, there is a time and a season for everything. And, today was destined to be that day; wind and weather cooperating for the difficult task of attaching the communication spire or antenna to the top of the building, where, a few days earlier, it had to be postponed.

The morning headlines were exuberant over the completion of the tower. The first one I read this morning, said:

“Behold: New York’s glorious new skyline, 4259 days in the making”.

Interesting, the use of the word ”behold.”  Has a kind of biblical sound about it, doesn’t it?  And, the 4,259 days? A biblical ring as well, I think. Not sure what the number of days in its totality means, but, I do know that it has been 11 plus years. Eleven, the biblical number of disorder, disintegration and destruction. Just like the side, by side towers, the number 11. On September 11. And, the number ten as in May 10, the biblical number of completion. Which indicates to me that the eleven year period, which began with the fall of the towers has now reached its completion.

What God has separated, let no man join.

“So the Lord scattered them from there over all the earth, and they stopped building the city. That is why it was called Babel — because there the Lord confused the language of the whole world. From there the Lord scattered them over the face of the  whole earth.” Genesis 11:8-9.

Yes, God separated them. It was not his intention that they (the nations) be unified or joined together. Unlike his bride, who from the many are made one in the body of Messiah.  An obvious attempt by the enemy to act in complete reversal from what God has said. Joining what ought not to be joined and seperating that which God has joined.

That being said, its interesting that the One World Trade Tower reached its completion within about a week of Pentecost or Shavuot, which, is the anniversary of what God has joined together; his body. And, could be an indication that the time of our departure, our separation from this world is near. 

Keep your eyes on the prize, Jesus is coming soon!  And, as always - 

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee” Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

 

Selling soap. That’s what it was all about. The modern-day soap opera, that is. Millions of American women tune in daily ( and still do) to see what their favorite characters on their favorite tv programs are going to do next. This has been the staple of American television since the early days of the industry. And, the ratings along with the sales of commercial products prove their popularity; not to mention, the longevity of some of these programs which go back now, thirty or forty years or more.

For some reason, in their twisted story lines and tangled love affairs, people (especially women) find escape. But, why?  Why are people drawn to live vicariously through other peoples misery, mistakes and moral failures?  What makes their drama become our drama?  Why do we care, if Steve wants to divorce Sue or Molly finds out, who her real mother is?  It’s only television. These people are not even real. But, for some reason, they become as real to us as our own neighbors and friends, maybe even more so.

This question came to mind today after I read the verdict in the Jodi Arias trial. The sordid, murder love affair that has been making headlines with it’s xxx-rated details for the past month or so.  I was stunned, when I read (though, should not have been)that people were vying daily (standing in line) to get one of the few public seats available at the trial. Many of whom, had traveled to Arizona for that express purpose. 

Are you kidding me? Have people really been that wrapped up in this? And, the answer to that is, yes. And, for those, who did not travel to Arizona, the rest got their daily fix through the news media, who made it their job to feed the public every x- rated detail that they could.  The drama, the emotion and the salacious details of the case drawing people like flies to a rotten piece of meat.

And, like every junkie, it takes more and more to get a fix, a high. Real life drama, now exceeds anything television can come up with.  We want the real deal, up close and personal. Thus, the popularity of reality shows. Like sharks in a feeding frenzy, when, we smell blood, we want it. And, its the job of media to keep the taste of blood in our mouths. A fact, that if, it weren’t so tragic would be almost comical. But, its not.

Friends, it can be hard to get past the media blitz. But, we can. The Bible tells us to put on the mind of Christ, to think on things that are pure and true. We have a choice to turn that channel, to put down that tabloid; to not get caught up in the drama.  Keeping always these words in mind:

“Finally, brethern, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable, if anything is excellent or praiseworthy, think about these things“.  Philippians 4:8

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee” Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

In the early morning hours of May 3, I awoke from a dream that I have been pondering now for several days. The parts I remember are brief, but, vivid. The photo above is similar to what I saw in the dream with the exception that snow was falling.  The interesting thing about this dream is that it was being given by a narrator. A man, I never really saw but, whose voice I heard.

In the dream, there was a city at night or perhaps late evening.  The sky was a deep purple and snow was falling over the city in big, white lazy drops.  Tall buildings were lit by a soft yellow glow made all the more dramatic against the back ground of the purple sky.   The man or narrator, as I refer to him was speaking to me about the city and a time, when a spire 75 feet high was the tallest thing in it. The spire, he explained, provided the communication for the city. But, over the years, communication had become dim, almost lost with the erection of taller, more imposing buildings around it.

 As I listened to the narrator pondering, what he had said, he told me to step aside; something big and powerful was coming that would drastically change the situation. Moved to the side, I could see it was a track – a train would be coming soon – I could already feel its rumble. At bullet speed, it would be unstoppable – crushing instantly, anything that had not first been removed from its path.

I had only been asleep about two hours, when I awakened from this dream. There was more that the narrator had told me, but, try as hard as I could, I could not remember. I spent several sleepless hours after that trying to understand the dream. It was so unusual. I wondered, at the time,  if it had  anything to do with my current hearing  problem, and perhaps, it does. But, I also knew there was the strong likelihood that it was spiritual in nature.

Obviously, a spire 75 feet high is not very high. I like looking at numbers in scripture, so, I set out to see what I could find out about the number 75.  And, there really isn’t much.  It does say in Acts 7:14, that the number of Jacob’s family, when they went down to Egypt was 75 in number.  This was after Joseph had revealed himself to his brothers.  I also read, that the words “Passover” and the term “old man” (as opposed to the new man, we are in Christ Jesus) are both found 75 times in the Bible, a fact, which, I found to be quite interesting.  The number 75 indicating in my opinion, change.  75 people went down to Egypt – at the Passover, four hundred years later (and greater in number), they were brought out. Change. 

Here is what I think. The city, I believe is representative of the United States and a time, when, we were tuned in to the spirit of God.  There was a time, when, we heard his voice, but, that voice over the years has grown dim, to the point of being non-existent. The cares of this world, the luxuries and the debaucheries that consume us have drowned it out.  The voice of God is still there, but, like my now defective ear, we can no longer hear it.  And, if we cannot hear the voice of God, we will never be able to respond to it.  Therefore, something has to change. God’s righteous charachter demands it and his mercy compels it.

The train I believe is symbolic of God’s judgment. Judgment, which, will bring about change.

Like rotten, termite infested wood, there becomes a point, when, there is nothing left to do, but, burn it. Tear it down and burn it.  For anything built with it is not only now useless, but, has become a source of disease and contamination for any fresh, new wood, one would hope to use in the future. 

There are warnings, it seems, ringing out from every corner. Watchman are sounding the alarm like never before. The purple sky indicates to me the lateness of the day, the snow the lateness of the season. In other words, time is running out.

Friends, we know our nation is due judgment. The questions is – will we still be here or will we be raptured first?  And, while no one knows the precise answer to that question, if the dream is any indicator, the “narrator” made certain, I was out of harms way, before the train arrived.  Reminding me of this verse from Psalm 91:10 -

“A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but, it will not come near you. You will only observe with you eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.” 

* I ran this dream by my daughter Seven Stars today and she feels quite sure the spire represents a church spire, and, I am inclined to agree.  The message therefore is not for the nation or any particular city but, for the church - the Laodicean church. Those  who have allowed the cares of this world to so effectively grow up around them they can no longer hear the voice of God. But, that is going to change.  Once left behind, everything that once hindered them from hearing his voice will be stripped away.

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

“These things have I spoken unto you, so that you may have peace. In the world, you will have tribulation, but, be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.” John 16:33

Trouble. There is just no getting around it.  Like death and taxes, it is not just probable but certain that as long as we are in this world, we will be faced with trials and tribulations of one sort or another. As I’m sitting here writing, I’m sure that each one of you could make a list of your own – finances, marriage, health, family relationships, jobs and, so forth.  That’s right, in one way or another most of us are in a struggle with one of those issues or more right now. None of us are exempt.

As many of you know, I’ve been struggling for the past two weeks with sudden and total hearing loss in my left ear. I already have a hearing deficit in my right ear, which I wear a hearing aide for.  So, as you can imagine, it has been a real struggle for me as the now severe hearing loss has affected my ability to work and drive. Along with poor hearing comes poor equilibrium and I now sport a number of bruises in various stages of color from inadvertently bumping in to things, as I teeter and totter around.

I had an appointment yesterday with the specialist, who stopped the oral medication as there was simply no improvement with them and I was given injections of the same, this time directly in to my ear. By next week, we should know if the injection is going to help or not. Again, it is completely unpredictable, it could help a little, a lot or not at all. I hadn’t realized the amount of stress I had been under with all of this until I lost the keys to my house (and car) for the second time in two weeks, while away for my appointment yesterday.  Yes, somewhere between navigating the bus and the hospital, my keys seperated from my bag. Something I did not realize until I was ready to board the bus to come home.

How this happened is a complete mystery. As the keys had been placed in a rather large black leather fanny pack at the bottom of a larger bag I had carried on the bus. A pack, I did not take out my bag all day long. Oy! How could this be! The whole fanny pack was missing and as far as I could remember I had never taken it out once  all day. My money had been in another smaller wallet, which was still there! 

Anyway, once I realized this, I was in complete panic and shock – not just at the loss of these much needed items, but, the shame and embarrassment of having to get my neighbors involved once again. I back tracked everywhere I had been and nothing. I knew I was going to have to give my friend and neighbor a call to alert her to my situation as I knew I would need her help, when I arrived home.  I knew she would help but, I was very embarassed to be in such a needful situation again, as I’m used to being very self reliant and responsible.  I didn’t know if I would get a scolding about carelessness or what, all I knew was once again, here I was in a jam and, I needed her help.

By this time I was praying and fighting back tears and calling on Jesus for all I was worth to help me find my keys.  When nothing turned up, I picked up my phone and readied to call my friend. But, before I could dial, the phone began ringing and it was her. She was calling to check on me!  How happy I was to see that caller ID – she, had called me first! And, we never call each other on a daily basis.  She is a single mother with a teenaged son and very busy;  most of the time, she isn’t even home until late in the evening.

“Cindy“, she said, “I got home and saw you were not here. I knew you were going on the bus today for your appointment and I was worried because you are not back yet.  I was also worrying about you having to catch the bus and walk.”  She knows, how unstable I can be at times.

I was astounded – not because, she was concerned but, because, she knew I had successfully made this bus trip twice last week and had done fine.  It wasn’t super late in the afternoon, no where near dusk that she should be alarmed. But, she said, when she arrived home, she had just sat down in her chair and was just looking at her phone, when she felt the distinct urge to call and check on me.   And, I’m so glad, she did!  The sound of her voice and her reassurance was exactly what I needed at the time.  I was so happy that she had called me first, an obvious answer to prayer in both of our opinions.

I went ahead and took the bus home and when, I arrived the first thing she did was give me a great big hug and told me that everything would be ok. And, with her help and the help of a couple of other people, I was back in my house in time for dinner.

In sharing my story, I hope you will find encouragement for the trials you are going through.  Most of the night, last night, I was unable to sleep, so, at about 2:30 a.m. I turned on the light and opened my Bible to Matthew chapter 7, where Jesus said,

“Ask anything in my name and I will do it.”

Yes, Jesus  said, ask anything in his name and he will do it!  And, while I never found my keys yesterday, my neighbor’s faith (and, mine) was surely strengthened through this incident and, to tell you the truth, folks, I think that’s just the point!

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

I was amazed to hear from a friend of mine the other day that her daughter and son-in-law, (both of whom hold leadership positions in a Bible-believing Evangelical Church) had informed her that they no longer needed to pray in the name of Jesus, as God already knows in whose name they are praying. Really?  I was stunned!  Christians, not praying in the name of Jesus!  I know the world is pressuring Christians in public forums to no longer use the name of Jesus, but, in our own homes and churches. Unbelievable!  Why would people, who should know better adopt this nonsense?

The diabolical insidiousness of this to me is obvious. There is power and authority in the name of Jesus, and, the evil one (who knows his time is short) is well aware of this. By taking our greatest spiritual weapon from us, he can neutralize our best efforts as believers, for what is a gun without a bullet, or a cannon with out its fodder? For the name of Jesus is the power behind our prayers; the fuse, by which, our prayers and requests before God are ignited.

First of all, I cannot imagine, why, anyone would want to exclude that precious name from their prayers. Yes, God knows in whose name we are praying. But, is  that the point?

It’s not that the name of Jesus is magic, a mantra or anything of that sort. But, we are told in scripture that all power and authority is given to him, and by, extension to us, when, we call upon his name.

In Luke 10:19, Jesus said:

“Behold, I give you power to tread on serpents and scorpions and over all the power of the enemy and, nothing shall by any means hurt you.”

This is Jesus talking and he is telling us how to have power over the enemy, just as he has. How is this possible? First of all, we have to understand that we have no power of our own; the only power, we possess is by and through his name and, it is the only name that demons recognize and respond to as demonstrated in this next verse and many others.

“At sunset people brought to Jesus all who had various kinds of sickness, and laying his hands on each one he healed them. Moreover, demons came out of many people shouting, ‘You are the son of God, but, he rebuked  them and would not allow them to speak because they knew he was the Messiah.”  Luke 4:40-41

Folks, as most of you are aware, the spiritual battle is increasing by the day, the demonic manifesting all around us like cancerous weeds; weeds sowing seeds of destruction, mayhem, hopelessness and depression. Now is not the time to abandon, our greatest weapon, praying in the name of Jesus. And, I would also encourage setting in your minds ahead of time, when faced with an unexpected volatile situation such as that in Boston to be ready to call on the name of Jesus in rebuke of the demons behind the human perpetrators. As the darkness darkens, the light grows  brighter. I believe, therefore, we will see many miracles in Jesus name in these last dark days before his coming. Let’s be sure, we know in whose name we are praying and use it! The enemy trembles at that Holy and precious name! And, we bow in humble acceptance of the Lord’s willingness to share it with us. How blessed are we!

Grace and blessings to you all!  Keep praying in the precious name and powerful name of Jesus!

And, as always – “Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee’. Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

We’re all familiar with the cell phone commercial, where the man is speaking in to his phone, trying to get a connection or signal that will enable him to hear the person on the other end of the line. We’re often like that with God; praying and wondering, if he hears us; wondering if the connection we’re trying to make is getting through. Thinking, that if perhaps, we speak a little louder, (as if God were deaf), or a little bit longer (like he’s impressed by the length of our prayers), he might just hear us now.

I’ve been suffering with severe tinnitus in my left ear for almost a week now. So, you can see, why hearing is on my mind. I have a very loud and constant whooshing noise in my left ear that resonates with every  beating of my pulse. Add to that vertigo and gait imbalance, and, you can see, I’m a bit of a mess. I already have markable hearing deficit and wear hearing aides in both ears. But, the pounding in my left ear is so bad right now, that the hearing aid is virtually useless; which leaves me with the already compromised hearing in my right ear to do all the work. Oy! I’m on a course of steroids and antibiotics that so far have not produced any improvement. But, that is only partially what today’s blog is about.

Hearing. Jesus, had a lot to say about hearing didn’t he?  When, it comes to spiritual things it seems, we can have two good ears and still not hear a thing.  In Matthew 13:15, it says this”

“For this people’s heart have become calloused; they hardly hear with their ears and they have closed their eyes. Otherwise, they might see with their eyes, hear with their ears, understand with their hearts, and, turn and  I would heal them.” 

I think this says a lot for the state, we find ourselves in today. For all our modern technology, (cell phones and i-phones/pads in just about every hand), we still cannot see or hear.  And, why is that? Well, according to the verse above, we are hearing and vision impaired (spiritually speaking) because our hearts are calloused. And, a calloused heart, is a hardened heart. Hearts that have become hardened to the things of God. This is why, in spite, of everything that is happening today, few are able to see or understand. Their eyes are blurred and their  hearing is dull due to the hardness of their hearts. A condition that cannot be remedied without the work of the Holy Spirit to break up that fallow ground.

It’s interesting, I had not spoken to my daughters all weekend, not wanting to worry them unnecessarily, as I went to the ER yesterday for the severe tinnitus and vertigo. This morning, my oldest called (Seven Stars) and I informed her of what had been happening. And, she told me about an unusual incident from this morning, which, I believe fits with this topic of discussion.  She said, she had been listening to Pastor David Jeremiah preach and as he was preaching, she, was moved to sincerely pray for Jesus to give her the eyes to see things as he sees things. In other words, his compassion, his love, his mercy, to see others as he sees them .  An hour or so later, she was watching another Pastor preach (I’ll have to ask her again the name), when, in a sudden flash, she saw an angel standing at the right hand side of the Pastor in the pulpit. A little larger than the Pastor, he had flowing white robes and wings. Light in color and glowing. Startled, she put the program on re-wind, but, the image did not appear again.

I find it interesting that this incident followed, her sincere prayer to see things as Jesus does … an encouragement to me and others, that he (Jesus) and his ministering angels are always in our midst. Something, we often doubt, when our hearts become hardened by trial and circumstance.

Her prayer an answer to mine ….. that in spite of my affliction, God does hear my prayer. What he wants from me (as, he does all of us) is a broken and contrite heart towards his will. Only then, will I be able to hear, what he is saying.

I have had a lot on my mind lately regarding the direction my life should take at this juncture in time.  Considering, whether or not it is time to leave the island and return to the mainland. I have petitioned God many times with this question – and, somehow now, believe, in the course of this affliction, that it is there, that I will find his answer. Believing as it says in Psalm 51:

“The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise” Psalm 51:17

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee” Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

The littered remains of the tragedy in Boston on Monday. The sad reminder of the reality of the world in which we live today. And, as the nation grieves, we ask our selves these questions, what can be done? What will it take to assure our safety?  And, the answer to that question, like it or not, is nothing. There is nothing we can do to assure  ourselves that a scene similar to the one above will not take place in our own cities or neighborhoods.

We abhor the violence that strikes without warning, and rightly, so. It keeps us off kilter, always looking over our shoulders, wondering, when and where, the next mass shooting, the next bombing, might be. We wonder, what places and events are secure enough for taking our families to. And, of course, there is no way of answering these questions as each event is as unpredictable as the mind of the one who plans and carries out events such as these.

But, if we are honest with our selves, we would realize that we, ourselves have created the fertile ground in which these individuals thrive.  As the Bible says,“a good tree cannot produce bad fruit and a bad tree cannot produce good fruit.”  In other words, there is a reason why a society produces individuals such as these.  Fifty years ago, it wasn’t so. Why?  What has changed?  Well, a lot. Yet no one wants to think that the way they live their own personal life has any bearing on these tragedies. And, it is that unwillingness, more than anything else that ensures the likelihood and probability of further events. 

For the abortions, the divorces, the sexual and drug addictions, and, the removal of God from our public and private lives in the last fifty years have been as powerfully at work in fragmenting people and families as any physical bomb could ever be.  And, it’s this bomb, a bomb of another kind, that has lit a fuse of anger among many individuals. The repercussions of which, we feel today.

And, unless we recognize this fact, repent and get our lives in order before God. We cannot and will not see a change for the better. In fact, it’s going to get worse. 

May God open our eyes to the truth.

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!   Cindy

“Faithful are the wounds of a friends but, the kisses of an enemy are deceitful”. Proverbs 27:6

From all appearances, President Obama and Prime Minister Netanyahu have become the closest of friends.  An image that belies the months of animosity that clearly existed between the two in the days leading up to the President’s recent visit. Causing many of us to scratch our heads, and ask ourselves, what has changed?

From the moment President Obama stepped off the plane, it was apparent that whatever this visit was about, it was not about contention. No arms would be twisted, no threats would be made, the purpose of this visit was purely symbolic in nature, the relaxed attitude and body language between the two powerfully suggesting that whatever agreement was on the table had already been reached.

There has been much speculation about the timing of this meeting and, although there was never perhaps any one dramatic moment that we can point our fingers at in regard to the prophetic nature of this visit, we would be remiss to take lightly any major political figure addressing the Israeli people on this very important date.

And, whether the world understands it, (or anyone else, for that matter), this date is of extreme importance to God. For he has declared in Exodus 12 -

“Speak ye unto all the congregation of Israel, on the tenth day of the month they shall take them every man a lamb … a lamb without blemish …. and, you shall keep it until the fourteenth day of the same month, at which time, you shall slaughter it at twilight”. Exodus 12:3-6  

Israel is between a rock and a hard place with Iran and they are looking for a friend to watch their back.  President Obama assures us (and them) that he is that friend; a friend, who can be trusted. But, is he?  The timing of this event, in my opinion, says otherwise. 

From Nisan 10 to Nisan 14, the Passover lamb is to be observed for blemishes; only a spotless lamb may be selected for Passover. Just as Jesus was observed for four days  until his trial before Pilate, (where, he was found to be faultless) so, President Obama in the days following his visit to Jerusalem is being scrutinized. In fact, with the exception of Jesus, it would be hard to say, when a man other than Mr. Obama has been scrutinized so carefully. Every word, every motion, every gesture, every facial expression carefully scrutinized and analyzed by most, if not, all of the world’s press. This alone should alert us that the four days following Nisan 10 until Nisan 14 are very, very important days in regard to this visit.

It’s quite obvious that the two-state solution and the division of Jerusalem is the key to middle-East peace in President Obama’s mind. And, for all the protesting otherwise is likely just a matter of time before it becomes a reality. An idea being sold hard to the young and impressionable Israeli’s by the American President, who challenged them  just days before Passover to be “masters of their own fate”.  Yes, masters of their own fate. Words that are sure to be an abomination and affront to the one, who paid the price for their freedom and who, established them back in the land less than a generation ago.

Yes, something has changed. And, yet nothing has changed. As it says in Lamentations after Israel went in to exile the first time -

“All her friends have betrayed her; they have become her enemies …. her foes have become her masters, her enemies are at ease …”  Lamentations 1: 2-5

You would think by now, they would understand, where their help comes from – their help comes from the Lord. But, they like us, are slow to learn. We can encourage, we can love, we can defend, we can pray for and support Israel, but, we must never ask them to make concessions that violate God’s covenant with them. And, that is what President Obama is asking them to do. No true friend would do that.

He speaks like a lamb, but, he has the heart of a dragon.

The wounds of a friend, the kisses of an enemy.

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee” Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy

      Aerial view Seffner, Florida sinkhole

Just before midnight, at 11:00 p.m. on the last day of February, suddenly and without warning, a man was swallowed alive in to the bowels of the earth, when, the ground beneath the bedroom, he was sleeping in opened in to a large sinkhole. Estimated to be at least 20 feet wide and 60 feet deep emergency personal could not reach the victim due to the instability of the area. And, after several days had no choice but to raze the remainder of the structure and to fill in the hole. The victim, 36 year old Jeffrey Bush is presumed dead and entombed with in the filled in site.

It’s hard to imagine a more tragic and terrifying story. But, the Bible tells of two men and their families, who likewise, suffered such a fate. In Numbers 16: 31-34, when, Korah and the families of all, who associated with him were swallowed alive in to the earth as a judgment for questioning the authority of Moses, and by extension rebelling against God, for it was God, who had placed Moses in authority over them.

And, while I am not suggesting that Mr. Bush or his family are responsible in any way for this terrible tragedy, (my heart and prayers go out to them), I am suggesting that this incident may in fact, be a warning that judgment (in regard to rebellion against the authority and word of God), is on the near horizon.

Remember what it says in Jude regarding those who, slip in among the church and use their authority to pervert the grace of God in to a license for immorality; specifically, homosexuality.  In verse 11, it says, they have “taken the way of Cain, they have rushed for profit in to Balaam’s error; they have been destroyed in Korah’s rebellion“.  Sinning in the same way the fallen angels did, who are even now being held in chains for their rebellious acts.

It is greatly evident that the Church, (especially in this nation) has fallen far from the word of God. Churches, which were once stalwarts of the faith, now openly endorse and advocate same-sex marriages, even ordaining some as shepherds over the flock.

It makes me think of the two individuals in this story. Mr. Jeffrey Bush and Mr. Jeremy Bush, the surviving brother. It’s interesting, when I think of the rebellion of Korah, for he was rebelling against the authority of Moses; Moses, who was given his commission by God through the burning bush. The name Jeffrey, which means “God’s peace or “divine peace” and Jeremy, which means “the Lord loosens” or “the Lord will lift up”.   Which could loosely be interpreted to mean:

There cannot be any peace, where there is a spirit of rebellion; the judgment on which, the Lord will soon loosen or lift up.

This incident, happened within 60 minutes of February 28 turning in to March 1.  A month that many of us are watching for a number of reasons in terms of prophetic fulfillment.

Friends, we are dangerously close to judgment. We know God is long suffering and patient with sinners, but, he will not long tolerate open rebellion in his own house, and, that is what is happening today. After Mr. Bush fell in to the pit, there was nothing to do, but to demolish the whole house, for the whole thing was unstable, good for nothing. But, the other Mr. Bush, who had also fallen in to the pit (in an effort to help his brother) was saved by a first responder, who risked his own life to pull him out.

My daughter, (Seven Stars) pointed out that Baphomet, (a widely recognized symbol of Satan) has both male and female body parts.  Interesting, when you consider that homosexuals by virtue of their behavior are androgynous, a blend of male and female; a behavior that is in direct opposition to God’s plan and design and, is in open rebellion against his word. This cannot go on. God will not tolerate it. It is one thing for unbelievers to practice such things, but, another, when it comes to God’s people. Remember, the Bible says, “judgment begins at the house of God.”

Friends, we are one minute to midnight in terms of judgment. We need to get serious about our relationship the Lord Jesus Christ, if we are not already. The blood of 50 million aborted babies cries out to God every day, add that to a church, who despises and mocks God’s own word, while at the same time claiming to love him and you can see why we are in big trouble.

Jesus, said, “If you love me, keep my commandments”.  In other words, we are to submit to his authority. We cannot claim to love him and do otherwise.

 One brother fell in to the pit and was lost, but, one was rescued and lifted up.  Which one are you?

Something to think.

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem, they shall prosper, who love thee”Psalm 122:6  Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!  Cindy