The Paths - series

The Vision of the Road         - 3/1998 - Vision

The Ancient Paths                 - 4/2000 - Dream

The Weapons Of Warfare     - 4/2000 - Vision/Prophecy

The Path Un-traveled            - 4/2000 - Vision/Prophecy

The Place Defiled                  - 5/2000 - Vision/Prophecy

 

 

The Vision of the ROAD

Bob Neumann, March 16, 1998

On the late morning on Monday 3/16/98, resting and listening to a worship tape by Don Potter I suddenly found myself in a very strange vision.

I was walking down a wide path in complete darkness; there was a solid luminescence to the path itself. I could see my steps clearly and I could pick out the brightest area for each step. Before me and to either side was just pitch dark farther than maybe 3 feet. And in my mind I began to hear the song “THY WORD IS A LAMP UNTO MY FEET AND A LIGHT UNTO MY PATH”. And the verse about the steps of a righteous man came to mind most clearly. So having a strong confirming WORD and a “SONG OF DELIVERANCE” I knew that I had to follow where THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT desired to lead. So knowing no better I began to sing “THE LORD IS MY LIGHT AND MY SALVATION.” Which is from psalm 27. And the path got brighter! I began to notice others on the road but they did not appear to notice when I waved or called out greetings. So I kept walking where the path was brightest. And although I periodically got very close to others they still could not see me.

After a while I had this closed in feeling. And I briefly stopped and looked to either side. And it seemed there was walls to either side of the road my path was on. After a time I realized there were sheer cliffs to either side that went up quite a ways. And suddenly I started to hear noise to one side and then the other. As I tried to veer to the left the brightness of the path faded. When I backtracked the brightness returned and my path was obvious. So as I walked the commotions to either side increased the road began a sweeping curve and I found the path swerve to the left side of the road.

As I came to the far-left edge I began to hear words out of the noise. And suddenly I saw a man standing off the road and he was saying. “The road is long and I know you’re tired. Stop and rest a while”. And I felt the urge to see what this was. But as soon as I stepped toward the edge the “LIGHT” vanished. And I am not talking about fading. And I remember a single clear thought come into my head when I found myself in darkness. “Oh, no!”. And I jumped back in utter panic thinking I am cut off from THE LIGHT. But as soon as I was back the LIGHT WAS. And it was brighter.

And the line from Job about fleeing temptation seared through my spirit. At this point I knew there was something here for me to understand. And for the first time in this vision I heard the SPIRIT say something. And it was “LOOK”. And now I could see the entice (the title was out of my spirit most clearly) and there were people getting off the road and sitting. And suddenly I knew I was seeing the warning of PSALM 1 not being heeded.

1 Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful.

2 but his delight is in the law of the LORD; and in his law doth he meditate day and night.

With this revelation I could see the mountain rising above the road and the outline of a city at the top. As I wondered about it I felt a sudden urge to begin walking again. And now the path veered to the right edge and there was a man standing and he called out. “all who are weary and heavy burdened, come unto me and I will give you rest”. So cautiously I stepped toward the edge and again was in darkness. So with confidence I stepped back into the light and again my sight increased. Here too others had gotten off the road and were sitting. And above them I saw the outline of a city.

Again the path turned to the left and now the city above the road was lit up. There was a well-dressed man of mature years and he said “we are the city of light, the source of all illumination, join us and get understanding.” And again many were sitting along the roadside listening.

Now the path turned right and there was a man in a three-piece suit and a big book in his hand. And he was preaching. “WE are the light of the world.”, and someone turned the lights of that city on. Their timing was good; if you like scripted effect. He was still preaching to a fast growing crowd when I turned with the path.

And I went back and forth from left to right as a sailboat tacks against the wind to travel upstream. The left side had some great sounding blues music that seemed to come out of nowhere above loaded banquet tables. “The food is great and the booze is flowing. Come on and party!!!” There were people laughing and playing. When I came to the right it seemed the same song was playing but the tempo had changed. There were tables filled with people and they were laughing and playing. And I heard “there is still room. We have the best bread and the new wine”.

As I continued to travel the road narrowed steadily. And what I would find on the left repeated immediately to the right. But there are two parallels worth mentioning. In time as the road narrowed the path skirted the very edge. On the left was a young man and he said. “They don’t appreciate you over there” as he pointed to the right side.

“They don’t know the power you have.” and he called me by name. He could see me. All the earlier temptation were generalized and broadcasted to all on the road. “Join us and you will be recognized and have all the things you have been denied”. As I walked away he continued to promise things I had wanted to leave behind years ago.

It seemed in only a few steps I was passing a young man on the right who called out “Brother Bob, thank GOD you finally got here. We’ve been waiting for you.” I looked at him and said. YOU’RE NOT ON THE ROAD. He smiled and said “your journey is over, it is time to stop wandering and be of service.” And I remember the hurt in his eyes as I kept walking in the LIGHT.

Next on the left was an attractive woman, mature and refined. I was so close she could reach out and touch my arm, which she did. And with the most sultry voice imaginable she offered. And I wanted to run but my feet would not move in my spirit I cried out “LORD I DON’T WANT THIS.” And the VOICE of the MOST HOLY SPIRIT said LISTEN, WATCH, LEARN. As I watched her and listened the offerings of enticement increased.

And I watched as her form changed. The clothing became enticing, the face younger, the figure voluptuous. Skin tones changed, eyes and features changed. “What ever you can imagine I can give you.” With that she began to expose herself and worse. Suddenly my feet were free and I walked rapidly. All of three steps. And on my right was an attractive woman, mature and refined. she too touched my arm. “You are the SENT ONE and there is nothing we will not do to please you”. And she too began to morph.

And I understood that it was the same spirit. Suddenly to my right and to my left was the woman/demon, mirroring each other. And I yelled, “shut up”. And suddenly I had a pair of twin gargoyles spitting curses at me. And for the first time on this “journey” I felt comfortable. And again I began to sing from my spirit and my two ‘companions’ sort of faded into the darkness.

And I resumed my walk. And the road shrank to the path of light as the walls brushed my shoulders and I began to sing “IN YOUR PRESENCE. THAT’S WHERE I AM STRONG. IN YOUR PRESENCE OH LORD, MY GOD.” I was in the ‘cleft of the rock’.

And suddenly I stepped into GLORY. And before me HE again stood and just smiled. And with that odd sort of twinkle in HIS EYES HE asked. “HOW WAS YOUR TRIP?”

And I had to laugh. “It wasn’t what I think it was, was it?” With almost a theatric sigh HE sort of leaned to the side as to be looking at something and stated. “YOU NEVER LOOKED BEHIND YOU DID YOU?’’ and with HIS HAND on my shoulder I turned back and saw this vast line of people that had been walking behind me.

That is the vision. The final discussion I appeared to have with the KING OF GLORY I was told not to write at this time.

Nor to comment beyond this narration.

Selah

Bob in Miami

 

 

 

The Ancient Paths

Bob Neumann, 4/2000

Last night I had a strange dream, all along it felt like I had “been there, done that”. Yet it had aspects both surreal and real.... very hard to explain.

I was walking a ‘path’ in the dark. The moon was either just before or just after full moon. There was no other “light” but the path was fairly clear and the trees and brush on the sides were not too thick and progress was simple and easy. After a while I began to move slowly and more quietly with the awareness that I had “entered enemy territory”. At the same time I began to actively search for something, only I was not sure what. Eventually I saw on a very large and old tree an old mark. Evidence that someone long ago had marked or “blazed the trail”. I immediately “re-cut” the original blaze without any thinking, as if I had done it before. Every twenty or so paces I would find another “old marker”. The fact that I recognized them for what they were made it both surreal and intriguing. Every so often on an obviously older tree the “mark” was there and I re-blazed each quickly.

It was not long till I came to a fork in the path. Here the path was both broad and clearly well traveled. I hesitated wondering whether to turn left or to turn right. For a second or two I thought, why not cut through straight ahead. Then and only then did I hear that “still small voice” quote Jeremiah’s warning to follow the ancient paths. So I stopped and waited hoping for something about “guiding my steps”...only it did not come. After a while the “awareness” that night would end and the “job” had to get done. So I turned and followed the right fork. Because the path was both wider and easier to follow I was making fast and quiet time.

The only problem was the nagging thought about wide and narrow paths. This path was “wider” and sort of straight.... but was not. My line of sight was never more than 20-30 paces. I felt both relief and a sense of “peace” when the only large tree among the thickets and brush had a “mark” waiting to be re-blazed. So I moved more quickly. Like I said there was a surreal feel to this.

Every “half hour” or so I would come to an intersection where a smaller, fainter path joined from my right hand. Only I did not see any paths no matter how old or untraveled moving to the left. I kept watching for ambushes and old trail markers. I found several places where possible ambushes could of been and stayed cautious. Likewise I kept finding markers where I expected to find them. All old and “overgrown”. All along I had two feelings that were interesting...first was I “knew” what I was doing...knew both what to look for and where to look.

Second the Path was always turning to the left. I was wondering after what seemed like hours where and what was my destination. As the night sky began to fill with “false dawn” light over the horizon to my left I passed another path only to find a tree with a fresh “blaze” and I knew I had “completed the circle”. I had spent almost all the time traveling in a circle. And now as day approached the enemy was again having the advantage. So I backed down the wide path to where a good place of concealment was.

It was a place which would be in shadow with only one way in that could be defended.

A place I felt safe in and stopped to rest and wait.

THIS IS WHERE IT ENDED.

Outside of the fact that I have PEACE about all this very little can be said. It was something I “had” to do.... but I am unsure what was accomplished. But the idea that it is not important to know the “little details” is something I can live with. I learned with THE THUNDERS things must progress in HIS TIME and at HIS PACE.

IN MY SPIRIT there are three things clear.... I was on enemy territory.... only at night and in shadow was it safe to move.... I was looking for places of ambush.... that I could use in the future.... boy was that clear.

In spite of “popular thinking”....

I think I am on solid scripture.…

Selah

Dog

 

 

 

The Weapons Of Warfare

Bob Neumann, April 28, 2000

Three days ago I had a different “stroll” through the second heaven. Until today I had chalked it up as a personal FYI type thing but now realize I had better share it with the people I usually send to. That is because a strange wind has blown and I’m not sure where it is going. When I say “strange” I could say new or unfamiliar, but would be no more accurate. What follows is the first of three “images”. This one was a straight vision...I was wide awake. Maybe a week earlier I had a personal word that went... .....

“YOU WERE TRAINED....YOU WERE SENT....”

“SKILLS OR STRATEGY? WHAT MAKES A SOLDIER?”

..... Maybe that is the beginning....I’ll let you decide.... The vision started as I found myself walking in that place between “worlds” and there before me was THE KING OF GLORY....strangely attired. Instead of the brown “traveling robe” I had seen in previous visions HE was dressed in “black leather.” OR should I say HE wore a full length black leather duster over black slacks, shirt, shoes. By itself the apparel is a major departure from my norm. But the “shades” HE WORE did establish a certain tone. All HE said to start the ball rolling was...”GOTCHA DOG!”..... As “strong” an image HE PRESENTED me in HIS COMMENT and LAUGHTER and the only “retort” I could fire back was....

“I got this feeling we will not be picnicking on the beach today, BOSS”.

“YOU’RE RIGHT TOTO....THIS SURE IS NOT KANSAS WHERE WE ARE GOING.”

With that line and a solid slap on my shoulder HE handed me a pair of sunglasses and I put them on.... went well with the “uniform” I wore...same as HIS with a full “battle harness” under the duster and a definitely MOVIE THEME seemed to be established. THAT TOO IS NEW.

As I put the “shades” “on” I asked, “Couldn’t you have done THE BLUES BROTHERS instead?”....

“WELL DOG, WE ARE....WE ARE ON A MISSION FROM GOD, ELWOOD. WE ARE OUT TO SAVE THE WORLD.”

With that come back everything made sense...I guess, and I wondered where my “harmonica” was as HE PULLED me in a direction and we began to walk. I began to sing in a bad falsetto “follow the yellow brick road” just like in the movie. As HE LAUGHED I suddenly had a awesome thought and had to ask... “So BOSS....who are you going to be....JAKE or DOROTHY?”

“WELL DOG...UNTIL YOU GET THE SONG RIGHT....I’LL KEEP YOU GUESSING.” IMMEDIATELY HE BEGAN TO SING IN A RESONATING BASSO PROFOUNDO... YOHE- YO...DE----O---DO”

AND STARTED TO MARCH WITH VIGOROUS strides... and I had the realization we were going right into “the witch’s castle”. Instead of a dark castle we were in a bright place where many people were moving back and forth in white outfits. It was a large building and in it were several large rooms. The first room we entered had a large class spread across a large “open room” in set intervals. Each was in a white “fencing” uniform doing exercises. A woman walked around the students calling “commands” and the students “moved”. It was slow...repetitive...very basic.

I walked up to the woman and asked, “What are you teaching?” Her answer was both surly and unexpected. “I am teaching these Generals how to use THE SWORD OF GOD with precision and skill. As you see we are in unity, each identical with the others in complete agreement with my commands.” With that she turned her back to me. In the brief time she spoke there was no movement in the room. As soon as she resumed her commands the people moved.

Adjoining this room was another and THE KING gestured for me to follow. Again we were in a large training room. Here a man was shouting commands to a group in karate GI’s....again all in white. All the class like the last were adults, and again the commands were simple and repetitive.

I again approached and asked “What are you teaching?’

The guy looked at me and sort of sneered, “I am teaching the Mighty Warriors technique and discipline so they may have great exploits in the coming battle. As you see they are focused and fired up.” He also turned his back and resumed the training.

The third room was filled with people moving in silence doing Tai Chi-like movements. again all were dressed in white clothing....sort of like dance leotards. On a dais alone at the front of the room sat an older woman sitting in lotus position moaning softly a short repeating mantra.

I squatted beside her and asked “What are you teaching?” ....and thought I had scared her to death. The look on her face was of immense shock.

“I am teaching the People of GOD how to move in “the spirit”. I looked out at the class who were still moving in rhythmic and flowing positions.

This one I asked as I grabbed hold of the hilt of my short sword, “How are you instructing them?”....

“My light speaks to their collective light and they obey. We are a myriad of light that will fill the world and free it forever from fear and pain in the next paradigm.”

As I began to draw steel I felt HIS HAND on my shoulder as HE PULLED me to a standing position. “NOT NOW DOG...AND NOT HERE”, HE SPOKE CLEARLY AS HE DRAGGED ME OUT OF THE ROOM. As we left her eyes never left me....nor the fear in them diminished. As I write this I now realize she never saw THE KING.....selah....

The fourth room was more a “practice field” than a room. Here an older man, very skinny was shouting orders. He was dressed like a dance master and carried a long baton(?) with which he beat time as he shouted.... “1.... 2...3...4”. And I watched in stunned amazement as people dressed in white plate armor slowly go through simple ballet moves. I looked at THE KING who stood silently, face grimly set.

Again the moves were few and repeated over and over. I am not sure the look I had on my face but in my head I was shouting.... “Ya gotta be kidding me”.... the simple move of HIS HEAD from side to side was a loud “NO” in my spirit.... so I walked up to the man and asked “What are you teaching?”

Now this time the man beamed a smile at me and said “I am THE MASTER OF THE SWORD, and I am teaching the SONS OF GOD how to wear the WHOLE ARMOR and to UTILIZE THE WEAPONS OF WAR in harmony and beauty?”

I looked out at this group and saw no weapons, so I asked. His reply was unexpected. “Please do not be silly. Our weapons are not carnal. Our weapons are within the mind, soul, and spirit of the very elect. To understand the “weapons” we use please go to the Classroom.” With that he gestured toward where THE KING STOOD.

I said “thank you” and he returned to his class.

I joined THE KING and we walked to a door and walked in. People in white tee shirts and slacks sat on the floor. Most were in a simple “lotus position” and some were “speaking in tongues”....in other words repeating sounds over and over...and others were “ohming” away. There was no teacher in the room I could see.

I looked at THE KING and shrugged. HIS RESPONSE was a DRY CHUCKLE AND A SMILE and suddenly I had a long heavy rod of iron in my hand.

“THEY ARE LEARNING HOW TO USE THE WEAPONS OF WARFARE, DOG, BUT NOT MY WEAPONS. THEY ARE TRYING TO ALTER THE SHAPE AND STRUCTURE OF THEIR REALITY THROUGH THEIR OWN MINDS AND WILLS. RIGHT NOW THEY ARE BEING INSTRUCTED BY AN “ANGEL OF LIGHT.”

As I heard HIS LAUGH ring through my spirit I stepped through their MATRIX and found their “teacher”.... big and ugly are sound descriptions....scared and cornered also applied to this “prince”.... it must have heard the LAUGH...it was shaking everything around us....now I grabbed my sword and went to work. It did not take long.

After the ABYSS closed I once again stood with THE KING. We stood on a HIGH PLACE....the WIND BLEW STRONG AND COLD as we looked out around us. HE was quiet for awhile. And when HE WAS READY HE SAID..... “TELL ME DOG....WHAT ARE MY WEAPONS OF WAR?”

I had to think a moment....in Jeremiah HE SAID.... “you are......” .... so I answered... “Your Servants, LORD”.

HE SMILED GENTLY and put HIS HAND ON MY SHOULDER.... “SO TELL MY DEAR FRIEND WHAT ARE THE WEAPONS OF YOUR WARFARE?”

Immediately 2 Corinthians came to mind, and the memory that the actual weapons are not mentioned. But it was not the question HE ASKED....what are my weapons.... “prayer, fasting, and giving as you taught LORD.”

“SO, OLD DOG, WHERE DID YOU LEARN THIS?”

“At your feet, as you taught me obedience is what you desire”.

“SO WHY DOES THE CHURCH TEACH WHAT CAN ONLY BE LEARNED IN THE FATHER’S HOUSE?”

I stood quiet for the answer was mute. I had “walked” through the ARMIES OF GOD and THE THUNDERS. The TRUTH was in HIS WORD....SCRIPTURE SAYS IT CLEARLY....if anyone would seek.......

“MANY, DOG, WILL BE TALKING ABOUT SKILLS AND STRATEGIES. MANY WILL HAVE WORDS OF THE ENEMY’S PLANS AND TACTICS. ONLY YOU AND OTHERS SAID IT LONG AGO. THE ENEMY HAS NEVER CHANGED AND I WARNED OF DECEPTIONS. WHAT MORE DO MY PEOPLE NEED?”.

“IT IS NOT BY MIGHT OR POWER....TRAINING OR SKILLS...TECHNIQUES OR ILLUSIONS.... IT IS BY MY SPIRIT WHOM YOU HEAR AND OBEY THAT YOU CONQUER AND OVERCOME. YOU MUST CONQUER YOUR SELF...YOUR BODY AND MIND SO YOUR SPIRIT CAN BE RESTORED AND MADE FULL IN ME. ONLY THEN CAN YOU OVERCOME THE ENEMY BY MY BLOOD.....BY MY WORDS OF TESTIMONY YOU WALK OUT DAILY.... AND THEN YOU SHALL LAY DOWN YOUR LIFE FOR ME”.

HE LOOKED ME IN THE EYES WITH THAT CALMING PEACE IN HIS EYES AND SMILED AT ME SAYING, “THAT MY FRIEND IS WHY SO MANY STRONGHOLDS ARE STILL STANDING IN THE LIVES OF SO MANY WHO YEARN TO BE SET FREE AND HEALED. THEY SIT IN BONDAGE AWAITING THOSE WHO WILL ENFORCE MY PEACE UPON A DEFILED AND PERVERTED WORLD. THE CHURCH AS IT SEES ITSELF HAS FAILED TO LEARN...TO UNDERSTAND MY WORD AND MY WILL.

VAIN IMAGINATIONS ARE RAMPANTLY RUNNING ROUGHSHOD THROUGH THE SHEPHERDS AND THE RULERS WHO DO NOT EVEN KNOW ME BUT CLAIM MY NAME. THEY EXALT THEMSELVES AND REFUSE TO FALL IN OBEDIENCE TO ME.”

“I AM SENDING YOU TO MY MOUNTAIN. FEW WILL ASK YOU TO TEACH THEM FOR FEW WILL HEAR MY WORDS THROUGH YOU. TAKE BACK THE ANCIENT PATH AND RETURN MY HIGH PLACE TO ME. DEFILE THOSE THAT DEFILED MY SANCTUARY. DESTROY THOSE THAT DESTROYED MY VINEYARD AND MY PLEASANT PASTURES. YOU SURVIVED THE FOOTMEN, NOW COMES THE HORSEMEN.”

And then I was back....with the memory of previous visions of the HORSEMEN in the Valley of the SHADOW, and I wondered what would happen to those I saw diligently training and listening to men and demons. Not a pretty thought... I went back and reread ... 2 Corinthians 10:1-7 interesting stuff.........

1 Now I Paul myself beseech you by the meekness and gentleness of Christ, who in presence am base among you, but being absent am bold toward you:

2 But I beseech you, that I may not be bold when I am present with that confidence, wherewith I think to be bold against some, which think of us as if we walked according to the flesh.

3 For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war after the flesh:

4 (For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds;)

5 Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;

6 And having in a readiness to revenge all disobedience, when your obedience is fulfilled.

7 Do ye look on things after the outward appearance? If any man trust to himself that he is Christ’s, let him of himself think this again, that, as he is Christ’s, even so are we Christ’s.

To be full of obedience, we must be ready to revenge disobedience. I have never heard that preached....anywhere at anytime.... so we need to live it. It’s now time.

Dog

 

 

 

The Path Un-traveled

Bob Neumann, April 29, 2000

Several days ago I had a “dream” about a path that ran in circles. Since then I have had three strange encounters. This second such was also a “dream” unlike anything I could have expected and am not eager to repeat. I don’t think I will...THANKS LORD.... The dream began once again as night was falling and I had the “need” to find the “ancient path” to THE MOUNTAIN. This is neither a new quest nor a new revelation.

Only now I have the “feeling” that time is short and I am far from my destination. But this time THE KING said HE was sending me so there is now ABBA’S PURPOSE behind all this. So I was not surprised by the “dream” restarting where the last had ended.

As before I came to the wider trail and felt the need to be cautious. I was looking for something I had failed to see the first time around. So I waited a moment and turned left and not to the right. I had gone “with the flow” and failed now I had to “repent” and turn the other way. Once again I looked for a path but this time I knew it would be hard to spot so I moved slower down the path.

I do not know why but shortly after re-beginning my search I “felt” the need to “take cover” and got into the largest and deepest shadow in sight and began to pray...real hard. In moments a squad of “big uglies” crept by. They were not quite human...but close enough it seemed. But in the dark they seemed unable to see me and passed on. It seems tonight someone was looking for me and might not want me to find what I was looking for. Several times I had that “feeling” hit fast and hard. And each time there was a place to hide, a “shadow” that covered me.

It seemed like hours, probably was, of looking and hiding when I came to a place of thick growth along the path. Why it caught my attention I do not know, but I thought of cutting through the heavy brush and grass. As I was about to start hewing away I got my first and only check in my spirit. In the first dream I had re-blazed the trail and now I was being hunted. I had to blaze that trail, but now I hesitated. Anything I did now just pointed to where I was. So instead of hacking I tried to crawl through the scrub and overgrowth without leaving a trail. It was neither easy nor pleasant. The only thing I could see beyond the vegetation that crowded the side of the path was the top of a large tree. So I tried to crawl in that direction. Getting past the first ten feet or so was the worst and then got a little room and a better sighting on the tree. But there was no path to the tree so I continued a slow crawl through “the briar patch” as I began to think about it. When I got close to the tree I had to rest. I wondered how could I get so tired in a dream. Likewise sore hands and knees. There was room at the base of the tree to sit and rest.

As I rested I realized I could not see more than a few feet in front of me. The only way I would find the “ancient path” is if I tripped over it. Unless I gave myself a better of field of vision, so I climbed the tree. The farther up I went, the farther I could see. I kept looking down and was getting frustrated when I “heard” in my SPIRIT....”I WAS GLAD WHEN THEY SAID UNTO ME, LET US GO UP INTO THE HOUSE OF THE LORD” so I looked up. AND SAW THE MOUNTAIN. Now the first thing I thought was how could I not have seen it from the path...anywhere on the path?

And I thought....path..find the path....and I looked and saw nothing below me. Again I heard the psalm and looked up, and there it was. But it started at the mountain and I followed it down toward the CIRCLE PATH. It was almost a perfectly straight thin line to the heavy growth that lined the CIRCLE PATH. And it was not too far away. Along the “ancient path” was a fairly large tree and I “knew” if I headed to the tree I would cross my “ancient path”. Slowly I worked toward the tree in a staggered shuffle, and I did exactly what I had feared, I “tripped” over it and landed on it, face first. Hard packed earth and rock.

Now it was faster and easier travel and I could walk upright ducking occasional branches. I had the thought that no one had been on this “road” for a very long time. The path started to go upward and begin to clear at the same time. I noticed the “false dawn” fill the sky behind me and felt the need to move faster. As I reached the top day was breaking and this time I felt no need to find a place to hide.

In fact once I reached the top I did not like the “feel” of the place. Around me were ancient ruins. Fallen columns and stones sticking out among the now thinned overgrowth. I “felt” a lot of things...none were pleasant.

Out of nowhere I “remembered” the feeling that was prevalent but could not place it. I had come to THE MOUNTAIN but did not feel glad. “NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL, DOG”, came the quiet voice of MY MASTER. I turned and saw HIM robed in the brown traveling robe I had seen so often.

“WELCOME TO SHILOH OLD FRIEND, I KNOW THAT THIS IS NOT WHAT YOU EXPECTED. WELCOME TO RAMAH, THE HIGH PLACE I HAVE SENT YOU TO.”

I was taken aback and looked around me and my mind fogged. This cannot be right I thought.

“NO SHEMUEL, THIS IS WHAT WAS, THE PLACE HOLY AND SET APART FOR MY HABITATION. IT WAS DESECRATED AND DEFILED LONG AGO. BUT NOW I WILL RESTORE WHAT WAS. IS IT NOT WRITTEN THAT THE LATTER HOUSE WILL BE GREATER THAN THE FORMER? THAT I WILL FILL IT WITH MY GLORY AND ALL NATIONS WILL COME UNTO IT?”

“THIS IS THE PLACE WHERE MY BELOVED WILL FLEE AND YOU WILL STAND. I SAID I WILL REBUILD THE TABERNACLE OF DAVID. SOLOMON BUILT MY TEMPLE AND IT WAS MADE A DEN OF THIEVES. HE ALSO BUILT ALTERS TO OTHER GODS AND WORSHIPPED THEM. IT IS TIME TO TEAR DOWN THE GROVES AND DESTROY THE HIGH PLACES THAT EXALT THEMSELVES ABOVE ME. DIG DOWN TO THE FOUNDATION I LAID AND I WILL RAISE UP THE WALLS OF DAVID’S TABERNACLE AND ONCE AGAIN MY GLORY AND PEACE WILL BE BEFORE ALL MEN.”

“Where do I start, LORD?”, I asked looking around me.

“I’M SORRY, OLD FRIEND, BUT THERE IS NO PLACE TO START. YOU FINISHED ONCE YOU GOT HERE.”

Now that was unexpected. HE LOOKED GENTLY AT ME AND SMILED. I do not know how long I stood crying in front of my GOD and KING. But like all dreams I awoke. And had almost as many questions as before I got to THE MOUNTAIN. But I will wait and trust....the answers will come in their time.... so will more questions..... that seems to be the pattern.

Selah

Old Dog

 

 

 

The Place Defiled

Bob Neumann, May 1, 2000

Now this is the third and final image that has been placed before me to “take and eat”. Maybe it is the last of the “unleavened bread” that we ate for the seven days after the DEATH ANGEL passed over those whose homes were marked by THE BLOOD OF THE LAMB. Maybe it is the last of “the manna” as we cross the JORDAN. As different as both events were in HIS WORD, so were the people involved. All who ate the matzo died except Joshua and Caleb, and never “entered the land”.

AS IT WAS BEFORE SO SHALL IT BE AGAIN.

Those that THE I AM freed by HIS MIGHTY RIGHT HAND murmured and tempted HIM. They paid for their “lack of faith” and “disobedience”.

THE WORD SAYS...THEY OVERCAME BY THE BLOOD OF THE LAMB.... RIGHT.… WRONG.... read the WORD....they overcame “him” Yes we do “overcome by THE BLOOD”....it is in HIS BLOOD we are “in covenant”... “cleansed of sin and defilement”....separated from the world.... dead to “our flesh”.... and have access to ABBA who desires us to come to HIM in intimacy.

But what “sets us free” and “heals and restores” is to be placed “in yoke” with THE LAMB” walking with HIM... “abiding” with and in HIM.

THE BLOOD is real....but it is not magic. It is an image of complete and innocent obedience to THE WILL AND DESIRES OF THE FATHER.

When Y’SHUA asked poor old Peter....do ya LOVE me, more than these other guys? Pete waffled. So do I...we all have. But THE LAMB would not be denied. HE pressed the issue three times. Why did THE LAMB tell Pete to “FEED MY LAMBS”? Sure...to set up organized religion and rule by an elite clergy. That is what we have inherited....like it or not.

But just maybe Y’SHUA was painting a “PICTURE” of the people to whom THE GOSPEL would be sent. Little lambs “orphaned” by a perverse world who would be forsaken and left to die by “the flock” whose only chance to survive was in the hands and hearts of “shepherds” who would coat them in the “coat” of THE LAMB THAT WAS SLAIN. AND COVER THEM IN HIS BLOOD.

Just maybe .....just maybe HE HAS GIVEN US a last chance to be “upright” and “obedient” before HIM. I leave it to whomsoever reads and discerns.

It was Thursday morning and I was tired and in need of sleep. “Aches and pains” come with age and pushing the mind and body too far for too long. Just like the previous “vision” in this pattern it came unexpected....and began where the “dream” had ended. That was different...and I am thankful I did not have to climb the MOUNTAIN again. But the “bad feelings” were there again.... for a profound reason.

I stood at the top of the MOUNTAIN and looked around. I knew I was there to “learn” of it/from it. All around me was ruin. Overgrown...neglected...forgotten. Sticking up here and there was “cut stone”. It was old and long weathered yet it was placed by man sometime in the long ago. For what reason and purpose the only clue was this “feeling” of “yuckiness”.

It was stuff I really did not want to get close to let alone touch. The “top” of this “MOUNTAIN” was not so large. As I walked around and over what HAD BEEN I saw that it could have not been just one building. As I walked I pondered and searched my spirit and mind for something that could “fit” all I was seeing. But nothing came.

It took awhile until I realized, here I am...standing on the top of a high place. It was not real as I think upon it. But it was. And slowly I took my eyes off the “ground”... and looked “up”.

The sky was bright, not a cloud in a brilliantly blue sky. Not unusual, until I realized there was no “sun”. Now that was interesting and I seemed to “recall” some scripture verse where there was no need for a “sun”. That is when it hit me. Way up here looking down at everything there was no “wind”...not even a “hint” of a breeze. From there everything seemed to fit into a nice downhill pattern.

The scrub and brush had little “green” in it. Likewise the grasses were mostly yellow and brown. No signs of flowers or the like....all was a dull, drab, dry looking stuff. No color and no “smell”.

As I slowly walked across and around the “top” I noticed stones covered with soot. Blackened by the residue of a nice fire. What was interesting was it was not universal.

Some areas had no evidence at all of “fire”, while others were the obvious relics of a major inferno. Definitely not the remains of a campfire or tailgate BBQ.

It seemed like I had walked for hours alone on this “MOUNTAIN” till I came to a place that seemed just off the center of the “peak” and sat on a stone that was fairly flat. I began to wonder about HIS WORDS when I finally got here. The dream was only a day ago and in my mind seemed like almost ancient history. I had come to this “PLACE” I had been searching for almost all my life it seems. The incongruency just was overpowering.

I began to think....what are you missing? what is it that I am unable to see? So I tried to recall HIS WORDS and I could not. This was weird....it was down right scary. All I could think of was an old familiar prayer...OUT OF THE DEPTHS I HAVE CRIED UNTO YOU, MY LORD... and I remembered that moment I first called out from the pit and again I began to cry....

Because I began to remember....everything.... UNLESS THE LORD BUILDS THE HOUSE....it is all vain..... and I just began to sing to my spirit.... I was not alone...I was never alone...had never been alone....was never...will never be forgotten or forsaken. I would sing HIS NEW SONG no matter what....all I was to do was rest...to wait...to be still. IN HIS TIME...IN HIS WILL...all things revolved. and HIS WORDS came gently to mind....…

“NO SHEMUEL, THIS IS WHAT WAS, THE PLACE HOLY AND SET APART FOR MY HABITATION. IT WAS DESECRATED AND DEFILED LONG AGO. BUT NOW I WILL RESTORE WHAT WAS. IS IT NOT WRITTEN THAT THE LATTER HOUSE WILL BE GREATER THAN THE FORMER? THAT I WILL FILL IT WITH MY GLORY AND ALL NATIONS WILL COME UNTO IT?”

“THIS IS THE PLACE WHERE MY BELOVED WILL FLEE AND YOU WILL STAND. I SAID I WILL REBUILD THE TABERNACLE OF DAVID. SOLOMON BUILT MY TEMPLE AND IT WAS MADE A DEN OF THIEVES. HE ALSO BUILT ALTERS TO OTHER GODS AND WORSHIPPED THEM. IT IS TIME TO TEAR DOWN THE GROVES AND DESTROY THE HIGH PLACES THAT EXALT THEMSELVES ABOVE ME. DIG DOWN TO THE FOUNDATION I LAID AND I WILL RAISE UP THE WALLS OF DAVID’S TABERNACLE AND ONCE AGAIN MY GLORY AND PEACE WILL BE BEFORE ALL MEN.”

And I thought again about that moment I watched as HIS GLORY filled the UNIVERSE.

I remembered the SWEET VOICE OF THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT sing of HIM whom I serve. HE IS THE MOUNTAIN. yet here I am on THE MOUNTAIN thinking of a time yet to come where TRUE PRAISE AND WORSHIP will flow upward once again. And I had this thought of THE ARK of HIS COVENANT being carried and placed in “THE PLACE PREPARED”. Would I be able to dance like DAVID with utmost joy? Or would I just sing alone like I was now. O GIVE THANKS TO THE LORD, CALL UPON HIS NAME....

“IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE YOU SANG THAT ONE, DOG”.

I turned and saw HIM standing and watching me. Dressed once again in plain brown outer robe HE just stood and listened.

“There are a lot of songs I have not sung for a while, LORD.”

“THERE ARE DIFFERENT SONGS FOR DIFFERENT JOURNEYS. YOU KNOW WHICH ONE IS THE RIGHT ONE WHEN YOU NEED IT”.

“You are my hiding place, oh LORD, You will preserve me in the day of trouble, You surround me with songs of deliverance”, I sang softly. HE sat down on the stone with me and was quiet a moment. We both sort of stared out at the mountain top that lay in front of us.

“YOU EVER WONDER WHY CERTAIN SONGS STAY WITH YOU AND OTHERS FADE AWAY FORGOTTEN AND NEVER REMEMBERED?”

“I thought it was you LORD?”...I replied puzzled.

“WELL SOMETIMES IT IS, DOG. BUT WITH YOU IT IS YOU CALLING FROM DEEP IN YOUR SPIRIT. YOUR SPIRIT SEEKS AND YEARNS EVEN WHEN YOUR MIND AND FLESH ARE OFF IN LEFT FIELD CHASING RABBIT TRAILS.”

“I’m sorry LORD...”

“WHY DO YOU LIKE SONGS BASED ON THE PSALMS, DOG?” I welcomed the change of subject, but was lost in the direction HE SEEMED to be going.

“YOU EVER WONDER WHY YOU CAN SING A MESSIANIC PSALM AND JUMP TO A CHARISMATIC TUNE?” HE had me...and I laughed.

“LORD, I just let it loose...whatever seems right just comes out.”

Then HE laughed. “It’s the words. Does not matter if it is to a HEBREW or CATHOLIC tune. It is the WORDS.”

“YES, IT IS THE WORDS, OLD DOG. BUT WHY THE PSALMS?”

Again I had to think. why? I never thought about it. Or had I? “LORD, I’m not sure where you are going here.”..

“WE” MY DEAR DOG ARE NOT GOING ANYWHERE.”

Boy did that inflection cut sharp. I turned and looked at HIM relaxed and in good humor. “I hope you remember that I am not omniscient, BOSS. I’ve been walking around here banging my head and not getting anywhere.”

“I KNOW”...HIS VOICE HAD THAT TWINKLE IN IT and I knew I had set HIM up for a wild punch line. And I cringed when HE LAUGHED. “OH DOG, YOU POOR PUPPY. I SAID YOU ARE NOT GOING ANYWHERE. JUST SIT BACK AND ENJOY THE SHOW. YOU ARE ONE OF THE FEW THAT WILL ENJOY WHAT NOW IS TAKING PLACE.”

“Somehow I am missing something...”

“NOT REALLY, IN FACT YOU GOT IT ALL BEFORE YOU. YOU JUST DON’T KNOW IT YET.” “Bill alluded to that, so I know he got it from YOU. My problem is I ........”

“RIGHT DOG, YOUR PROBLEM IS YOU....TRYING TO FIGURE IT OUT. YOU CAN’T SO STOP TRYING. TELL ‘THE BRETHREN TO STOP TRYING”.

Suddenly HE was silent and grinning from ear to ear. HE turned HIS FACE to me and mouthed the words... “GOTCHA DOG”... HE just told me to do what I thought I had been doing. So I just shook my head and laughed till the tears began to flow. “Will they listen, LORD?” I had to ask.

“SOME WILL DOG, BUT NOT MANY. BUT THERE ARE THOSE WHO WAIT THE CALL TO LEAVE. THEY STILL NEED A PLACE TO RUN TO. THAT IS WHERE YOU COME IN. MY WORD AND MY WILL SHALL COME TO PASS. I HAVE WAITED AND HELD MY WRATH ALL TO LONG NOW”.

I don’t know why I did it but I said “AMEN!!” loudly followed by a quiet “LORD...” when HE gave me a funny look. I had never “interrupted” HIM before. Squirm is not a strong enough term for how I felt like doing.

“IT’S OKAY, DOG. IT WAS THE PERFECT PLACE TO “JUMP” IN. ONLY NO ONE ELSE WAS HERE TO DO SO. THAT WILL SOON CHANGE.”

“DO YOU REMEMBER WHAT I SAID ABOUT ‘SKILLS AND STRATEGIES THOSE WILL BE HOT TOPICS OF DISCUSSION IN THE WEEKS AHEAD. MOST WILL BE ABOUT AND CENTER AROUND THE ENEMY. WHAT LITTLE WILL BE ABOUT “THE GLORIOUS ARMY OF GOD” WILL BE PRETTY STALE. BUT YOU ARE USED TO THAT”.

“Yes, LORD”...I replied with the not fond memories of cardboard steak and Styrofoam ribs and chops. “Makes me eager to get table scraps again”, I replied quietly.

“SO THEN LET ME GIVE YOU A CHUNK OF SIRLOIN”, HE LAUGHED AND GRABBED MY ARM.

Suddenly we were in another place and another time. It was bright and glorious and HE STOOD IN WHITE AND GOLD. The quiet carpenter I sat in the MALL with was now the ALPHA/OMEGA seen by John, the ONE who stood on the water for Daniel.

The air was filled with incense and flowers. All around us were voices raised in praise and thanksgiving. HE walked over to a golden chair in the middle of the chamber. As HE walked I noticed the walls were where white linen as was the overhead. As HE sat upon THE MERCY SEAT all was quiet. The stillness was indeed deafening and in my spirit a song ‘popped’ up.

“AT ALL TIMES I WILL BLESS MY LORD HIS PRAISE SHALL ALWAYS BE IN MY MOUTH MY SOUL WILL BOAST IN YOU MY LORD LET HUMBLE HEARTS HEAR AND BE GLAD........ OH TASTE AND SEE THE GOODNESS OF THE LORD”.... It was a miracle...I was clear and on key....and everyone else knew the words. like that was a surprise? HE SMILED at me as I approached.

“I know why it is the psalms LORD....”, HE NODDED HIS HEAD and I continued … ”Because it is all there. ALL THE WORDS....”

“AND...” HE COAXED... “DAVID HAD LIVED IT AND SANG ABOUT IT!”

I wanted to scream....and did. “All the psalms talk about going through and walking out. Not all are upbeat...but they are all real and I have walked it too.” And I stopped dead in my tracks....that is what HE had meant. I just had not seen it. I turned around and looked about THE TABERNACLE. was this it?...I thought. Was this what DAVID had built?

“YES SHEMUEL, MY FRIEND”, THE LAMB SPOKE IN THAT GENTLE VOICE, “THIS IS WHAT MELEK DAOUD ERECTED ON MOUNT ZION NOT QUITE 3000 YEARS AGO. SIMPLE AND TASTEFUL DON’T YOU THINK?”

“Yes, LORD, but I liked the wedding chamber better.”

“YOU WOULD, BUT THIS IS WHAT WAS PROPHESIED TO THE WORLD. THE CHAMBER IS THE PROMISE I MADE TO MY BRIDE WHEN THE CUP OF CONTRACT WAS DRUNK. THAT PLACE IS IN MY FATHER’S HOUSE. THIS WILL BE AMONG MAN AND WILL BE WHERE MY BELOVED WILL FLEE TO WHEN SAUL AGAIN RISES UP TO KILL THE ANOINTED ONE”.

That last line sent cold chills up and down my spine, and HIS FACE TURNED GRIM. All humor that might have been vanished with my next breath. When HE SAID QUIETLY... “I TOLD YOU THE WHOLE RATIONALE OF YOUR MINISTRY, MY FRIEND....”..... “YOU WERE TRAINED ....YOU WERE SENT....”

THAT IS ALL THERE IS TO IT. SO IF ANYONE QUESTIONS, ASKS, OR MAKES ALLEGATIONS, THAT IS YOUR ANSWER. BUT I ALSO ASKED A QUESTION, DIDN’T I?

I remembered the question... “SKILLS OR STRATEGY? WHAT MAKES A SOLDIER?”..... but the answer was weird. The answer was neither. What makes a soldier was obedience to authority.

“WELL DONE, SAM! THERE IS YOUR ANSWER TO ALL THOSE WHO HAVE A WORD ABOUT THE STORM AND BATTLE THAT APPROACHES. WHAT PLAN CAN PREVAIL IN THE CENTER OF A WHIRLWIND? WHAT MOVE WILL PREVAIL WHEN THE GROUND SPLITS UNDER YOUR FEET?”

With that HE stood and stepped toward me and once again we stood on THE MOUNTAIN TOP.

“BEHOLD MY HOLY GROUND NOW DEFILED AND BARREN. SO IS MY PEOPLE, DOG. THEY HAVE RETURNED TO THE LAND I PROMISED TO ABRAHAM MY FRIEND AND I HAVE PROTECTED THEM. MORE SHALL RETURN AND ALL THE TRIBES SHALL RETURN IN THEIR SEASON. IT HAPPENS NOW AS I SPOKE IT THROUGH MY SERVANTS THE PROPHETS.”

“BUT EVEN IN ISRAEL WITH MY PEOPLE THERE IS A REMNANT UNDEFILED THAT YEARNS FOR ME TO COME AND REBUILD MY TEMPLE. IT SHALL HAPPEN AS IT IS WRITTEN, AND THEY SHALL MORN FOR ME AND I SHALL SAVE THEM AND HAVE MERCY ON THEM.”

“THEY HAVE WEPT AND MOURNED FOR ZION....AND I AM ZION. I AM THE PLACE THEY HAVE WEPT FOR, YEARNED FOR, AND ONCE AGAIN WILL BE MY PEOPLE AND I WILL BE THEIR GOD”.

“YOU MY FRIEND SOUGHT THE MOUNTAIN BECAUSE I TOLD YOU TO. YOU STUDIED AND SOUGHT LONG AND HARD TO FIND ME IN THE MIDST OF MANY LIES. YOU SOUGHT FOR HOREB AND FOUND THE TRUTH. I AM THE TRUTH AND YOU HAVE STOOD BEFORE ME AND WENT WHEN I SAID ‘GO’, YOU HAVE DONE WHEN I SAID ‘DO’.”

“THERE ARE MANY WHO SEEK PEACE AND LOOK FOR SALEM. HERE IS THE MOUNTAIN CALLED MORIAH THE PLACE WHERE I THE KING OF RIGHTEOUSNESS REIGNS. I AM SALEM AND I AM PEACE. ABRAHAM BROUGHT HIS SON IN OBEDIENCE AND THROUGH HIS OBEDIENCE THE COVENANT WAS EXPANDED AND CONFIRMED. TODAY I REMIND YOU THAT MY COVENANT IS ETERNAL. THOSE WHO OBEY ME AND FOLLOW WHERE I LEAD SHALL BE BLESSED. THOSE THAT BLESS MY INHERITANCE SHALL BE BLESSED. AND THOSE THAT CURSE YOU I WILL CURSE. LIKE ABRAHAM YOUR FATHER I GIVE TO YOU THE GATES OF YOUR ENEMIES.”

“THERE ARE THOSE WHO SEEK SHILOH TO BRING THEIR OFFERINGS TO THE TABERNACLE. HERE IS SHILOH THE PLACE OF TRUE WORSHIP WHERE THE LION OF JUDAH REIGNS ETERNAL. I AM SHILOH, THE MIGHTY LION OF JUDAH TO WHOM ALL TRIBUTE IS DUE. THE RULE OF A WEAK AND DISOBEDIENT PRIESTHOOD HAS ENDED AND I WILL BE SERVED BY THOSE WHO HEAR MY VOICE AND OBEY MY WORDS.”

“THERE ARE THOSE WHO WILL SEEK RAMAH, THE HIGH PLACE OF A HOLY GOD. THEY FLEE THE MINIONS OF THE ENEMY AND SHALL SEEK SANCTUARY. I AM RAMAH AND I AM HIGH AND LIFTED UP. I AM THE ROCK OF SALVATION WHO IS A KING. I AM THE FOUNTAIN IN THE WILDERNESS FROM WHICH LIVING WATER FLOWS. I AM HEALER, PROVIDER, PROTECTOR, AND FATHER. I AM. THERE IS NO OTHER GOD BEFORE ME. THOSE THAT HUNGER AND THIRST YOU WILL SERVE IN MY NAME.”

“DAVID BUILT A TABERNACLE AND ALL COULD COME. WHERE MY TABERNACLE HAD STOOD MAN AND KINGS PLANTED GROVES AND BUILT ALTERS WITHIN SIGHT OF THE TEMPLE SOLOMON BUILT AND I FILLED WITH MY GLORY. THEY PROVOKED MY WRATH BY THEIR FLAGRANT DISOBEDIENCE.

WHEN IN MY LOVE AND MERCY I SENT MY SERVANTS TO THEM THEY KILLED MY SERVANTS AND REFUSED TO REPENT AND RETURN. YOUR PEOPLE, OLD DOG, ARE NO DIFFERENT. YET HAVE TAKEN THE PROVOCATION EVEN FARTHER”.

“THEY PROPHESY TO A NATION THAT IF SOME MIGHT REPENT MY WRATH WOULD BE NEGATED. THEY SAY I HAVE SPOKEN SUCH WHO CLAIM TO SERVE ME BUT SERVE THEMSELVES. LOOK AROUND YOU......”

I looked and all I saw were the ruins and the overgrown mountainside.

“DOG, MY WORD AND MY COMMANDMENTS ARE CLEAR. WHEN I BROUGHT MY PEOPLE INTO THE LAND THAT WAS PROMISED I GAVE THEM MY COMMANDMENTS … MY TORAH. IF THEY OBEYED ME I WOULD BLESS THEM. IF THEY WOULD NOT, I WOULD CURSE AS STRONGLY AS I BLESSED. TODAY THEY CHANGE MY WORDS AND FORGET MY COMMANDMENTS. ONCE AGAIN THEY IGNORED MY WARNINGS THAT I SENT IN FAITHFULNESS. NOW I SEND A DIFFERENT WARNING, LET THOSE WITH EARS TO HEAR LISTEN AND OBEY.”

I stood quietly as the light faded slowly and utter silence fell. Once again stood the LORD OF HOSTS, MY CAPTAIN in brilliant armor...and I too was in armor. We stood together and watched.

It seemed we were “above the mountain looking down when sounds and light were noticed on the mountain top. I saw what looked like torches being carried. There were large numbers of people running around in apparent panic. This was confirmed my the shouts and screams that started to be heard. I watched fires break out in several places.

It was only because of the fires did I notice that there were buildings. I watched as hundreds of people were slaughtered and bodies covered the ground. It was ruthless and I wondered why the KING looked pleased. weird ...scary...and I wondered. Eventually the slaughter ended and the fires went out.... it was apparently over. Once again the sky became gloriously bright and I saw the LAMB smile and shake HIS HEAD sadly.

“GO AND TELL THEM WHAT YOU SAW. THEN TELL THEM THIS. OBEDIENCE IS BETTER THAN SACRIFICE. THE MINIMUM I EXPECT IS OBEDIENCE. TELL THOSE WHO PROPHESY LIES IN MY NAME THAT I WILL NOT BE MOCKED ANY LONGER.

THEY TELL THE DECEIVED THAT I WILL NEITHER JUDGE OR PUNISH THOSE WHO HAVE WRONGED ME. WHO HAVE BROKEN MY COMMANDMENTS. THEY SAY MY WORD CAN BE NEGATED AND MY WILL MANIPULATED. TELL THOSE WHO CLAIM TO BE INTERCESSORS, FROM THE LOWEST TO THE HIGHEST, YOUR WITCHCRAFTS WILL BE EXPOSED. THOSE WHO FOLLOW MEN AND WOMEN AND NOT MY SPIRIT WILL BE INDICTED AND EXECUTED. THOSE WHO LEAD MY SHEEP TO PRAY AGAINST MY WILL BE ERADICATED. FOR I NOW PLACE BEFORE YOU THE SIGN OF JOSIAH.

EVEN IF YOU TURN FROM ALL YOUR WICKED WAYS, RENOUNCE THE SINS OF YOUR FATHERS, DESTROY THE HIGH PLACES AND BURN THE GROVES, EXPEL THE SODOMITES, BREAK ALL THE ALTERS TO BAAL AND TO MOLECH, PUT TO SWORD ALL THE PRIESTS AND PROPHETS OF THE ENEMY I WOULD NOT CHANGE MY WORD.

I HAVE CALLED ALL TO FOLLOW ME AND TO LEARN OF ME. THIS YOU HAVE NOT DONE. THOSE WHO WALK WITH ME AND ABIDE IN ME SHALL FIND REFUGE IN THE CLEFT OF THE ROCK. THOSE WHO HANG ONTO THE TEACHINGS OF MEN, WHO SOW INTO THE WIND, SHALL BE REAPED AND CONSUMED IN THE WHIRLWIND.

Then all again was quiet. HE smiled at me and squeezed my shoulder.

“I TOLD YA DOG, YOU KNEW IT. YOU MIGHT NOT APPRECIATE THAT FACT EVEN NOW. BUT YOU WILL GET USED TO IT.”

So I had to ask, “What am I to do now that I am “here”?”

HE smiled, “DO WHATEVER I TELL YOU TO DO, DOG. DON’T MAKE IT ANY MORE THAN WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN DOING. I’LL KEEP YOU BUSY. I WILL SEND MORE TO THE MOUNTAIN. YOU JUST HAVE TO WAIT AND KEEP THINGS IN PROPER ORDER.” With that HE LAUGHED and we just talked about it. HE did most of the laughing.

So in obedience I put it all in words and send it out. Let those with ears to hear and eyes to see...

Old Dog