River and Fire Series

Okay Corral                         - 6/2000 - Vision/Article

The Dredge                          - 7/2000 - Vision

The Wrecking Crews          - 7/2000 - Vision

The Scales                           - 7/2000 - Vision/Article

The Fire in the Forge          - 8 2000 - Article

The Forge of God                - 8/2000 - Vision/Article

Many Flows In The River   - 3/2000 - Prophecy

Call it a Dream                     - 3/2000 - Dream

Muddy Waters                     - 7/2000 - Article/Vision

 

 

Okay Corral

Bob Neumann, June 29, 2000

THE GUNFIGHT AT THE OKAY CORRAL

I was suddenly in the “VALLEY OF VISION” with a melody playing in the wind. The wind was blowing a lot of dust. I was walking down a “western” street just like in many old cowboy films. I passed many wooden buildings and hitching posts. Eventually I came to the “edge of town” and came to the corral. Like in the movies it was a simple “fence” made of wooden rails. It was dark and eerie. Then I realized the “music” was similar to the Italian spaghetti westerns from the 60’s. I wondered how many times I had watched the confrontation between “GOOD” and “EVIL” on either the “silver screen” or the “boob tube,” but now I found myself “walking it out” in a surreal and timeless place.

Unlike the gunfight at the OKAY CORRAL, I had walked in alone. Instead of seeing the Clantons on one side and the Earps and Doc Holiday on the other, the “antagonists” were standing in a circle facing the center...and all the others.

There was a place in the circle, and I new it was “left for me”. So there I was, trigger finger itchin, and the reality hit me...who am I shooting at? Whose side am I on? And, we all stood waiting....watching. I thought a lot of fast and useless thoughts waiting “TO HEAR” something....anything...from THE THRONE.

After waiting awhile I finally heard THE CAPTAIN speak, “WHO ARE THE GOOD GUYS?”

And I realized it was impossible to tell...who were who?

I was baffled; then I remembered the problems I have had this last year concerning many “dreams”, “visions”, and “prophetic words” that I had come across on the Internet. I also remembered the images from a year ago after a conference in Kremmling, Colorado, that THE LORD gave to me concerning the lack of TRUE HEROES in the eyes of the apostate church; that anything that was heroic in any way was denigrated and attacked. And then I began to look at the faces of the “hombres” in the circle. I began to recognize old “actors”....Gary Cooper... Alan Ladd... Henry Fonda... Jimmy Stewart... a young John Wayne..... Harry Carey Jr .... Ben Johnson.... and many others....depending on their roles they could wear either black hats...or white hats...situations changed....so did they. Just like the “modern” idea of “situational ethics” within both the world and the church seem to prefer over THE WORD OF GOD.

Recently my friend and brother Bill Burns, an anointed servant of my LORD wrote about “DOCTRINE DEFINED” and the concept that THE DOCTRINE OF THE KINGDOM will come forth to oppose the Doctrines of Men and Demons that hold forth today. Already many “prophets” and “apostles” are rising up to the attack. Many who are doing so have long preached and prophesied about a coming “unity” of THE SPIRIT in the bond of peace. That is Ephesians 4:3, yet here is Bill Burns calling for Ephesians 4:13 and the attacks are from all directions.

13 Till we all come in the unity of the faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, unto a perfect man, unto the measure of the stature of the fullness of Christ:

14 That we henceforth be no more children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the sleight of men, and cunning craftiness, whereby they lie in wait to deceive;

15 But speaking the truth in love, may grow up into him in all things, which is the head, even Christ:

16 From whom the whole body fitly joined together and compacted by that which every joint supplieth, according to the effectual working in the measure of every part, maketh increase of the body unto the edifying of itself in love.

There are many voices talking about unity and gatherings, yet when you hear with your spiritual ear it is not THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT speaking; it is man. So when THE CAPTAIN AGAIN SPOKE I again pondered.

For then I heard THE CAPTAIN say, “BUT YOU ALWAYS KNOW WHICH SIDE THE CAVALRY IS ON...OR DO YOU?”

It was another question that had no answer. I remembered DANCES WITH WOLVES .… LITTLE BIG MAN....other movies where THE TRUTH....to a degree....did not fit the accepted “reality,” and suddenly the reality I was in abruptly changed and I was watching MEL GIBSON ride up to a line of motley looking men in kilts. I was “watching again” the first battle scene in BRAVEHEART, where one man dared to stand and to speak the TRUTH. Only that man did not look like our PRECONCEPTION of a hero.

For this hero wore a kilt, had long flying hair, and said the word “arse” with humor. With his face “painted” blue he stood and kept the “motley rabble” from running from the battle. Across from him was the line of shiny armored knights.... banners waving....banners with crosses on them, shields and breastplates with crosses emblazoned for the world to see exactly whose side GOD WAS ON.

But if that were TRUE....then GOD was on the side of the invaders...the side of THE TYRANT....the side that stole, raped, murdered....brother Christians.... So....who are the GOOD GUYS......who is THE ENEMY?

Do we know who serves THE MOST HIGH GOD....or who comes to lie, steal, and kill.

Old Dog

 

 

 

The Dredge

Bob Neumann, July 2, 2000

This is a strange vision that I still am looking at to learn all THE LORD is trying to reveal. I find myself on a large barge in the middle of a wide river. I am working on the barge with ten or twelve others. All are men, older men. All are dressed in heavy, well worn work clothes. The Barge is slowly running up river. At the stern of the Barge is a large double boom with a powerful winch system and heavy cables. I watch as the winch engages and a large Dredging Sled is pulled out of the water. Once clear of the water it is “muscled” by a crew of the men I saw earlier over the open cargo space of the Barge. Over and over the Dredge is dropped and dragged behind the Barge and lifted up and dumped. It took no major “interpretation” to figure out we were dredging out the RIVER’S CHANNEL.

Each time the Dredge was dropped we had time to rest and look out at the RIVER. It was a beautiful river. As we continued our slow passage up stream many sail boats and powerboats blew by us. Occasionally we passed boats that were anchored and people were fishing. Our passage was marked by nasty comments and gestures provocative. Most of the recreational boaters seemed to have similar negative thoughts about us. At first I was puzzled by the negativity. But after awhile the continuous strain of the labor diverted my thoughts about the behavior I was seeing.

As the Barge Dredged we followed the slow and gentle meanderings of THE RIVER.

After a while it was my turn to take a break and I walked to the bow of the Barge.

There I could see the turns of THE RIVER. I had sat only a short time when I heard a loud steam whistle behind and above me. I looked up and saw a Pilot House. In the window I saw an arm beckon me to come up. So I went up the ladder and saw a man at the wheel. He was focused on the RIVER ahead of him and I knew it was not his arm that had signaled me. Behind him was a chart table filled with navigational charts. Not being able to read a chart I again looked out at the RIVER.

“GIVE ME TWO DEGREES TO PORT”, came a familiar VOICE.

I looked behind ‘us’ and saw THE MASTER sitting comfortably in a swivel chair bolted to the deck. With HIS instructions the “helmsman” moved the wheel and the Barge kept moving. I did not notice any change of direction but I did notice we were not directly in the middle of the RIVER. I know that “the channel” like the RIVER itself meanders between the two banks. The thought came to mind....most people would say we were dredging the RIVER. In reality we were “dredging the channel” within the RIVER. Sort of makes sense....but I am not sure what the difference of perception tells me.

We just kept going for awhile and then THE CAPTAIN got up and walked to the window facing the stern of the barge. I went over and stood by HIM. When I got to the window I could look down into the “hold” of the barge where the dredgings were dropped. I was surprised to see people moving through the silt and trash and scattered debris. And I wondered, what are they doing.

The next thing I knew I was standing in the hold with the “scavengers”. It was very weird. The stench alone was overpowering. What was dragged up by the DREDGE had been accumulating for some time from the channel. The stench of decomposition and simple plain rot was undeniable. I watched as many people were on their hands and knees digging through the muck and the mud, the garbage and the trash people had “dumped into the river”. I watched as bits and pieces of “stuff” was dug up and even fought over. I was wondering exactly what was so valuable to these “people”. I looked closer and what I saw was nearly as disgusting as the smell. Bits of “cloth”, “bones”, and old “trash”....cans, bottles, odds and ends. Pitiful was not the word for it. As each time the Dredge dumped the accumulated silt and garbage of centuries the scavengers raced each other and fought for what I was already labeling as “their treasures”.

The IMAGE of my heart being where my TREASURE was suddenly took immediate and intense clarity. Where was I “storing” up my TREASURES?.....or was I digging through the rot and filth....for what. With these “thoughts running though my mind I was back at the BOOM and THE DREDGE as THE LORD’S WORK continued. Once again my attention went to the “pleasure boaters” who shook their fists and yelled curses and accusations as they went by. Now I could hear their complaints clearly. It seems we “were in the way”.... “occupied their river”.... “was stirring up the silt”.... “mucking up the water”.... and more. It seemed the water was muddy ahead of us...and behind us. It seemed we were not there to provide clarity. You dredge the channel for navigation....so you can travel without hitting something under the water or going aground. The obvious was that THE MASTER was in charge and was “piloting” the BARGE. HE HAD WORK GOING ON....THERE WAS A PURPOSE. It was then THE RIVER itself caught my attention.

Granted as THE RIVER OF LIFE....OF LIVING WATERS this was not what I expected. Suddenly my mind was on a commercial about “pure waters from the mountains” and I thought of fast clear rushing waters....ice cold and pristine. I thought about the hundreds of rivers I had seen, crossed, fished where the width of the river was measured in steps to get across. Then I realized that all those rivers when they finally flowed together you had THE RIVER....broad and long....but only as deep as the channel we were now clearing. As I sat and pondered THE RIVER FLOWED and we kept moving up stream meandering with the waters. After awhile THE MASTER stood alongside me and I looked at HIM. Wearing work clothes and a black wool watchcap.

I suddenly realized it was more than nippy, it was cold. On THE RIVER....in the there and now it was “either” late fall or early winter. Did not make sense, but I “knew” it. So I just watched HIM as HE WATCHED THE RIVER.

Eventually HE spoke and asked, “DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU ARE SEEING?”

I replied that I did not.

HIS REPLY WAS... “YOU WILL”......... and suddenly I was in the air...maybe in low orbit. But I could see THE RIVER as a wide line below me. I could not have distinguished the BARGE from all the other dots on THE RIVER even if I knew where to look. Eventually I came down and saw where streams and tributaries joined THE RIVER all along it’s length. THE RIVER started and ran straight briefly. As it lengthened and widened it meandered more and more back and forth across the land.

The more it meandered, the more land it touched, the more lives were influenced, touched. It was then my focus got centered on smaller areas running parallel to THE RIVER. As my field of vision narrowed I saw a great construction site. Huge numbers of men and machines were moving tons of earth, digging what looked like a canal. It was wide...deep...and dry as a bone. The funny thing is it ran parallel to THE RIVER for 20-30 miles. They must have been working for years I thought.

Suddenly I was 50-100 miles farther up stream and there was another company digging. A few men were standing around as a couple bulldozers were working. It was nothing like the scale of the first group, but the results were the same. Over time I saw more and more “ditches” up and down both sides of THE RIVER. Some where just a man or two with shovels and wheelbarrows. Some were huge projects wasting huge amounts of money, manpower and time.

FOR NOTHING.......

They were not digging to THE RIVER....which would make sense...they all were trying to bypass THE RIVER.

And that reality bothers me. A whole lot about it bothers me. Especially because it is TRUE....and I will know all it means in “DUE SEASON”.

I had this vision two weeks ago and like the OK CORRAL had no intention to write it down....let alone talk about it. There is a “sovereign” work being done by a few. THE LORD is clearly “micromanaging” it. But clearly few recognize it. Fewer yet appreciate it.

This vision needs no interpretation. IF YOU ARE OF THE RIVER....you will HEAR HIS VOICE and DISCERN HIS WILL. You do not need man’s help.

SELAH

SHEMUEL

 

 

 

 

The Wrecking Crews

Bob Neumann, July 10, 2000

This is the third image of four. All four different with few “words” but many and deep images. The first two had little interaction with THE MASTER and with the “others” seen. The last two revolve as much around the characters as the images.

This third vision began far differently. It started with a steam whistle in the background. It felt like I was awaking from a “nap”. I was sitting on the ground leaning against a “alice pack”/”rucksack”. A white plastic hard-hat had been covering my face and had fallen down onto my chest. It seemed midday and I stretched a little when someone gave a gentle nudge with a heavy work boot to my ribs. I looked up into THE MASTER’S FACE and got to my feet with the idea “breaktime” was over. I was standing on a nice grassy piece of land with a gentle slope.

I quickly caught up with HIM as HE neared the base of the hill and noticed we had “stepped into” a heavy shadow. I looked up to see what was causing the shadow and saw this massive building that gave me cold hills on my goose bumps.

It was huge...and I felt the wrongness of it immediately.

I have seen the SEARS TOWER in Chicago many times. It’s height and “loftiness” always left me impressed. But this left me a deep sense of loathing. I seemed to stare up a long time wondering what was wrong with it and got no where. It took a single line from THE MASTER to return my attention to HIM.

“THERE IS A JOB TO DO.”, was all HE said as he walked toward the building.

We came to what I took was a “MAIN ENTRANCE” with large ornate doors made of dark and heavy wood inlaid with stained glass. HE handed me a large stencil and I noticed I had a can of spray paint in my leg pocket. Never noticed I was wearing a heavy pair of work jeans with tool belt and “stuff”. THE MASTER had a heavy chain and padlock with which HE secured the doors. I placed the stencil against the door and sprayed the paint.

IT WAS BRIGHT RED....and said THIS PROPERTY CONDEMNED BY ORDER OF THE KING.

HE immediately made a right turn and went around the corner of the building. Once again it was another “MAIN ENTRANCE”, but modern smoked glass and steel. Again HE padlocked the doors and I painted. And here I went from door to door spraying the stenciled declaration and making sure all the doors were marked. Again we turned a corner and had another door and another facade to the same building.

That crazy building had one corner after another, one facade after another. Nothing “four square” here I thought as I scurried to keep up to THE KING who seemed to be in a hurry....on a time schedule. (that is a “feeling” I had/discerned)

But eventually we turned a last corner and came to what was that first door chained and painted. I noticed heavy wires coming under the door. There were three sets of seven wires that came out and onto three large heavy spools with a heavy bar through their center holes. Without a pause...without a word HE stooped down and picked up the bar on HIS SIDE and I copied HIS ACTION and we started to walk away from the BUILDING and up the hill were I had been “resting”.

When we got to the place my alice pack had waited HE stopped. Putting the spools down HE casually pulled out THE ROD OF IRON as if it were a broomstick and handed it to me. Turning over one spool HE sat down and cut the first set of seven wires and handed me the wire cutters/strippers. With remarkable ease I cut the other two sets and sat down on a spool. I watched as HE took out a control board of some kind and set it up in front of HIM. As I watched I separated and stripped the insulation from the first wire. With a grim and determined look on HIS FACE He attached the wire to the “board”.

I guess that was when I noticed the first “set” of voices. About half way down the hill was a group of people following a man in an expensive suit. He was talking to the ‘crowd’ and every now and then the volume of his voice would increase and I would pick up a word or two. As I tried to listen another group sort of arrived, and then another. I thought, this is “getting interesting....when I heard a quiet “YO....DOG” as I saw HIS HAND outstretched awaiting another wire. I mumbled “sorry” and HE looked me in the eye. “IT’S OKAY DOG, IT’S ALMOST OVER” and went back to the board.

By this time there were many groups all with their own “leaders”. A few were close to where we were and all sort of ignored us. Those that did notice had “ugly” looks for us just sitting there. There were some real “characters in this freely flowing mob scene.

One was a guy with a gold painted hard hat and a ball-peen hammer in hand. He slurred his words and kept shouting about “tearin’ down the idols”. There was a group of “elderly” women dressed in white robes/togas...flowers and leaves in their hair. They were barefoot and chanting something about “she shall over come”....I was puzzled when I heard THE KING say.... “the mother goddess Sophia, Dog” and I turned back to HIM realizing I had more wires to strip. HE gave me a soft smile that warmed my spirit and pointed to the side. Here was a tag team of a guy/gal in flowing “ecclesiastical robes”....they had pry bars in their hands. Beyond them was a group of people with long plastic “horns” like you sometimes saw at ball games. When the organist played the mandatory “notes” and everyone yelled “charge”.

We were down to the last few wires when the noise level suddenly escalated and the guy with the gold hard hat charged the building. Like lemmings all went down and “surrounded the building”. There were groups with tambourines and banners, sledge hammers and crowbars. It seemed our “new age” matrons were carrying smoking something or other and I thought of “burning sage”. What I got was a “YUP” from THE MASTER and watched as HE took the last wire. Just then I noticed one “leader” had broken the padlock and had pushed some of his people in. A different leader rushed for the door only to have it apparently locked from with in. It was then the absurdity hit me.

All these “religious” types were going to tear down BABYLON. But in reality they wanted “IN”.... I noticed that when some one made progress at making a hole or breaking a window. As often as not someone tried to get into the building THE KING CONDEMNED.

I looked back to MY MASTER, THE KING sitting in common work clothes, watching me watch them. It was then I noticed the “shadow” had now come up the hill and we were sitting now in the shadow of this monstrosity of a building. A parody of HIS CHURCH. HE reached behind HIM and picked up a ‘bullhorn” and tossed it to me. I stood up and pushed the ‘on’ button and took one step toward the BUILDING and all THE WRECKING CREWS FEVERISHLY doing what was right in their own eyes. I stooped down and picked up THE ROD OF IRON and leaned it on my left shoulder. I looked back at HIM and HE simply said... “GET IT DONE DOG”..... I watched HIM look down at THE CONTROL BOARD.

I faced the setting sun and the BUILDING and shouted through the bullhorn ““FIRE IN THE HOLE”” .......and I saw the building shake and everyone around the building stop and stare back at us. “ONCE MORE, DOG” HE SAID and again I shouted ““FIRE IN THE HOLE”” .... again the BUILDING shook, but now most of those assembled around the thing went back to their work. If anything, more feverishly than before.

Now I turned back to HIM and I could see tears running down HIS FACE. And I remembered the verse “JESUS WEPT” and I felt tears running down my face and HE quietly said... “AGAIN”....

“FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!” The echo continued unnaturally long, it seemed a few people actually stopped their actions and looked again toward us...but no one moved.

I watched as with firm precision THE LAMB OF GOD flipped three groups of seven switches. The first seven explosions actually sounded like one longish one followed by seven fast explosions, then seven more. I watched as the whole “thing” sort of shimmered and begin to fall into itself. It was then the weirdness I sensed showed itself.

The “summit/top” of the building was far wider/larger than the base. All who were around the building were covered by uncountable tons of debris.

And I noticed the dust in the air. There was no wind or breeze so it was slowly settling straight down.

I turned back to THE KING and HE had HIS BACK to me. In front of HIM stood a “fence” of WHITE LINEN. It was the “outer” wall to the TABERNACLE. We came to the opening and looked to the space the TABERNACLE would be raised. “I TOLD YOU TO GET SILVER”, HE stated simply. And I stared into THE INNER COURT from THE OUTER COURT. HIS LAST WORDS WERE A REPEAT OF AN OLDER IMAGE....one from PALM SUNDAY.... “SO GO PAINT YOUR FACE AND GET THE JOB DONE”.....

That is where it ended.

Selah

Shemuel

 

 

 

The Scales

Bob Neumann, July 18, 2000

Over three weeks ago I had a series of four somewhat short but intense images. The first I took very personally and had to read into the image a great deal because it seemed to involve my own reality. The second and third I found myself involved with what KING JESUS was doing. A willing assistant to HIS ACTIONS. Not necessarily involved but witnessing the events as they progressed. There was a fourth vision.

Shorter but more intense than any of the other three. Again, THE KING OF KINGS SPOKE LITTLE. Nor had I heard the sweet gentle VOICE of THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT in all this time. That in itself has been difficult for in this same time I have been “visited” by many voices none of which were of GOD.

In the last 12 hours I have had a repeat of this fourth vision twice. On top of that a fifth vision has been given. Harder and even more intense than the first four. Now I have had no guidance on how to present this “vision” to “the church” outside of two scriptures. Likewise I feel less than adequate to attempt to pontificate and interpret this set of images.

Proverbs 11:1

1 A false balance is abomination to the LORD: but a just weight is his delight. (KJV)

Leviticus 19:35

35 Ye shall do no unrighteousness in judgment, in meteyard, in weight, or in measure.

36 Just balances, just weights, a just ephah, and a just hin, shall ye have: I am the LORD your God, which brought you out of the land of Egypt.

37 Therefore shall ye observe all my statutes, and all my judgments, and do them: I am the LORD.

The Vision was plain and simple. I was sitting at a large heavy table. Before me were a huge number of little bags tied with white string. Some were gray in color, soiled in some way. Some were pure and pristine white in color. As I sat and stared at the bags HIS HAND came across my line of vision and placed another bag among the many already there. I turned and looked and I saw THE LAMB OF GLORY sitting with a set of SCALES in front of HIM. It sat in perfect balance....one tray even with the other.

The SCALES were of gleaming brass....very well polished....very well used I thought.

The LAMB looked at me with a gentle smile and pointed away from HIM. On the opposite side from where I had sat was a round stone work I had seen often before. It was THE FORGE of GOD. THE PLACE OF HOLY FIRE. In the fire was a BRASS instrument. I took the handle and removed it from THE FIRE and took it to the SCALES. The instrument looked like a shallow ladle or serving spoon. And it glowed from the intensity of THE HEAT. But the HEAT had no bother to THE LAMB who calmly and gently took it and transferred the Ladle’s contents to one side of the scales.

Without hesitation I returned the Ladle to THE FIRE and returned to look at THE LAMB weighing the contents. That is when I noticed what was in the scales. It was a dark powder. With slow and meticulous precision HE took tiny weights and brought the pile to balance. Calmly HE recorded the “figure” in a ledger book and carefully poured the contents into a piece of pristine linen and tied it off with a white string. Calmly HE turned to me and looked at me, waiting....So I quickly turned back to THE HOLY FIRE and took out the BRASS LADLE. And again THE LAMB CAREFULLY poured the contents into THE SCALES TRAY. Again there was a nice pile of dark powder. But this time the scales had not moved. It had stayed in balance. HE looked down to the ledger and drew a series of dark lines across a line. At that point I had a sick feeling. HE LOOKED up and back at me aware of my discomfort.

“NOT MUCH TO SAY FOR THE HONEST MEASURE OF A MAN’S LIFE IS IT SHEMUEL?”

With that HE leaned over and gently blew on the pile of “dust”... “ashes”....and it simply blew away. There was nothing left. Nothing to record. Nothing to notice. Once again I took the LADLE from THE FIRE and gave it to THE LAMB.

And the vision ended.

Since the first time I have pondered many things. Received accusations and condemnation from a number of people who have had there “2 CENTS” to place before me. As “tough” as their words, thoughts, and curses were meant to be, they have been nothing to my awareness that if I would be placed in THE FIRE ...... what would remain? Regretfully very little is my fear. I guess HIS warning to PAINT MY FACE AND GET SILVER is not something to take lightly. Nor is it something that will be easy.

For any who have thoughts about these images....I’ll share a couple of scriptures which I have pondered over for nearly a month. But they were not new to me...just suddenly sharp and focused.

1 Hear ye now what the LORD saith; Arise, contend thou before the mountains, and let the hills hear thy voice.

2 Hear ye, O mountains, the LORD’S controversy, and ye strong foundations of the earth: for the LORD hath a controversy with his people, and he will plead with Israel.

3 O my people, what have I done unto thee? and wherein have I wearied thee? testify against me.

4 For I brought thee up out of the land of Egypt, and redeemed thee out of the house of servants; and I sent before thee Moses, Aaron, and Miriam.

5 O my people, remember now what Balak king of Moab consulted, and what Balaam the son of Beor answered him from Shittim unto Gilgal; that ye may know the righteousness of the LORD.

6 Wherewith shall I come before the LORD, and bow myself before the high God? shall I come before him with burnt offerings, with calves of a year old?

7 Will the LORD be pleased with thousands of rams, or with ten thousands of rivers of oil? shall I give my firstborn for my transgression, the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul?

8 He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the LORD require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?

9 The LORD’S voice crieth unto the city, and the man of wisdom shall see thy name: hear ye the rod, and who hath appointed it.

10 Are there yet the treasures of wickedness in the house of the wicked, and the scant measure that is abominable?

11 Shall I count them pure with the wicked balances, and with the bag of deceitful weights?

This was MICAH 6....there is no reprieve for the wicked and double minded. But this vision was of the BEMA... the place of reward Paul spoke of...

1 Corinthians 3:9-15

9 For we are laborers together with God: ye are God’s husbandry, ye are God’s building.

10 According to the grace of God which is given unto me, as a wise masterbuilder, I have laid the foundation, and another buildeth thereon. But let every man take heed how he buildeth thereupon.

11 For other foundation can no man lay than that is laid, which is Jesus Christ.

12 Now if any man build upon this foundation gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, stubble;

13 Every man’s work shall be made manifest: for the day shall declare it, because it shall be revealed by fire; and the fire shall try every man’s work of what sort it is.

14 If any man’s work abide which he hath built thereupon, he shall receive a reward.

15 If any man’s work shall be burned, he shall suffer loss: but he himself shall be saved; yet so as by fire. (KJV)

Let me share one last set of SCRIPTURES....and then it is time for me to go and do what I am called to do..... please do not expect to see anything else from me any time soon.

My heart has been telling me many things. Likewise those “nice” people who have “put” me in my proper place will be glad I am finally repenting and being humbled.

Too bad it is not exactly how they planned for it is THE LORD who directs my steps.

9 A man’s heart deviseth his way: but the LORD directeth his steps.

10 A divine sentence is in the lips of the king: his mouth transgresseth not in judgment.

11 A just weight and balance are the LORD’S: all the weights of the bag are his work.

12 It is an abomination to kings to commit wickedness: for the throne is established by righteousness.

13 Righteous lips are the delight of kings; and they love him that speaketh right.

14 The wrath of a king is as messengers of death: but a wise man will pacify it.

15 In the light of the king’s countenance is life; and his favour is as a cloud of the latter rain.

16 How much better is it to get wisdom than gold! and to get understanding rather to be chosen than silver!

17 The highway of the upright is to depart from evil: he that keepeth his way preserveth his soul.

18 Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.

19 Better it is to be of an humble spirit with the lowly, than to divide the spoil with the proud.

20 He that handleth a matter wisely shall find good: and whoso trusteth in the LORD, happy is he.

Selah

Shemuel

 

 

 

 

The Fire in the Forge

Bob Neumann, 8/2000

The Fire Of God

For over five weeks now I have struggled with the images I have been shown. In this time I have prayed and waited for answers that have not appeared to come. In this time I “turned off” all the distractions as I could. I have watched no TV....listened to no RADIO....ignored my E-MAIL....and left my PC off for long stretches. What I have found is little that makes me feel good. But let me share these two verses....

1 Corinthians 11:31-32

31 For if we would judge ourselves, we should not be judged.

32 But when we are judged, we are chastened of the Lord, that we should not be condemned with the world. (KJV)

For a long time I believed if I ‘judged myself’ everything would be okay. How many times have I heard people say that we are not to judge others? Yet Paul taught that we are not to judge each other, then tells us to judge his words. In fact he says in 1 Corinthians 4:3 that he can not judge himself and says it is a “small thing” when others judge him. So how can we judge ourselves? How do we “weigh” ourselves and assess our lives? Man has taught that this can be done. So I have tried to “weigh” myself and I failed because I wanted a “good outcome”. Who wouldn’t? How many times have I heard preaching about “transparent” Christians...people with nothing to hide? No secrets.....No hidden sin....

Once we reach that “stage” we are “righteous” and above judgement by others who are not supposed to judge us in the first place. It is a wonderful cycle of lies, easy to accept, easy to trust, easy to foster onto others. The only problem is it forgets verse 32 and this is where THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT jumped me. To assume that if I ‘judged myself’....no one else would ‘judge me’....places me in the “rocking chair” on the HIGHWAY OF HOLINESS. I can coast on in without worry of being “caught” breaking the ‘speed’ limit. Sure there is “no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit”, but that is not what THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT was trying to get me to see. Judgement and Condemnation are not the same.

Condemnation is what we have without SALVATION. The images of THE FIRE and THE FORGE do not speak of “condemnation”. They speak of being “used”...of having “value” to the KING.

Verse 21 says if we ‘judge’ ourselves...we will not really be judging anything. Either we will rationalize a “full pardon” or we will do the opposite and self-flagellate ourselves in our own failures and past sins. Paul ties being “judged” with being “chastened of THE LORD”. Which means ‘going through the FIRE’....and that brings us to a ‘new place’...

6 For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth.

7 If ye endure chastening, God dealeth with you as with sons; for what son is he whom the father chasteneth not?

8 But if ye be without chastisement, whereof all are partakers, then are ye bastards, and not sons.

9 Furthermore we have had fathers of our flesh which corrected us, and we gave them reverence: shall we not much rather be in subjection unto the Father of spirits, and live?

10 For they verily for a few days chastened us after their own pleasure; but he for our profit, that we might be partakers of his holiness.

THE SCALES speaks of us to strive for HIS HOLINESS....something I am trying to do.

So please forgive my ‘lack’ of civility, of response to your emails, of my failures to do anything that might make sense.......because I have fallen on that narrow and rocky path that leads to HIS MOUNTAIN. You have to understand we were never meant to “coast in”. We were meant to fall and struggle and to strain with every breath right to the end. Somewhere along the line “we” have to end. To be broken, and die. But along the way we also must find that everything we are, think, say and do must pass through THE FIRE.

Think about this for a moment. What was the greatest abomination described in the OLD TESTAMENT?

Come on, think about it.....

What did GOD’S PEOPLE do that tore it....that MADE a HOLY GOD say enough is enough?

Maybe each of you have a different answer....there are many sins repeated over and over.....but what I have ‘witnessed’ is warned against in both Leviticus and Deuteronomy. Isaiah, Jeremiah, and Ezekiel declare the sin occurring in their time. In fact THE WORD declares Solomon “fell” into the sin himself. It is a parody and counterfeit of what THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT is doing now....

Leviticus 20:1-8

1 And the LORD spake unto Moses, saying,

2 Again, thou shalt say to the children of Israel, Whosoever he be of the children of Israel, or of the strangers that sojourn in Israel, that giveth any of his seed unto Molech; he shall surely be put to death: the people of the land shall stone him with stones.

3 And I will set my face against that man, and will cut him off from among his people; because he hath given of his seed unto Molech, to defile my sanctuary, and to profane my holy name.

4 And if the people of the land do any ways hide their eyes from the man, when he giveth of his seed unto Molech, and kill him not:

5 Then I will set my face against that man, and against his family, and will cut him off, and all that go a whoring after him, to commit whoredom with Molech, from among their people.

6 And the soul that turneth after such as have familiar spirits, and after wizards, to go a whoring after them, I will even set my face against that soul, and will cut him off from among his people.

7 Sanctify yourselves therefore, and be ye holy: for I am the LORD your God.

8 And ye shall keep my statutes, and do them: I am the LORD which sanctify you. (KJV)

For some reason a MOST HOLY GOD did not want people to throw their children into a fire of another god. In fact Jeremiah shares ABBA’S WORDS with us on this subject most clearly......

29 Cut off thine hair, O Jerusalem, and cast it away, and take up a lamentation on high places; for the LORD hath rejected and forsaken the generation of his wrath.

30 For the children of Judah have done evil in my sight, saith the LORD: they have set their abominations in the house which is called by my name, to pollute it.

31 And they have built the high places of Tophet, which is in the valley of the son of Hinnom, to burn their sons and their daughters in the fire; which I commanded them not, neither came it into my heart.

32 Therefore, behold, the days come, saith the LORD, that it shall no more be called Tophet, nor the valley of the son of Hinnom, but the valley of slaughter: for they shall bury in Tophet, till there be no place.

33 And the carcases of this people shall be meat for the fowls of the heaven, and for the beasts of the earth; and none shall fray them away.

34 Then will I cause to cease from the cities of Judah, and from the streets of Jerusalem, the voice of mirth, and the voice of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom, and the voice of the bride: for the land shall be desolate.

Does anyone notice the last verse? Paul tells us that we will be judged with fire. That nothing remains except the “gold, silver, and precious stones”. When you read 1 Corinthians 3 Paul is not talking about SALVATION. Yet how many sermons on HOLINESS or SANCTIFICATION really explained what GOLD means to ABBA? How many exhortations defined SILVER as Y’SHUA wants us to know? Is there any major teaching that shows us what THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT calls PRECIOUS STONES? In Malachi 3:17 it says we are HIS JEWELS when we put GOD FIRST in our thoughts, words, actions.

Now what did JESUS say about “SEEK YE FIRST”? Funny how THE MASTER puts a double whammy out there and we just lump it all together and go our merry ways “cruisin’ to GLORY”. HE CLEARLY MAKES A DISTINCTION BETWEEN “THE KINGDOM OF GOD” AND THE FATHER’S RIGHTEOUSNESS.

Actually, seriously studying Matthew 6 is a powerful template of THE KINGDOM from THE MASTER’S point of view. Only most of it is ignored and convoluted by “church” tradition and man’s doctrines. It is where our “lack” is easily shown when we sit in the fire. When all the garbage and baggage we cling to is converted to ashes because we did not seek first what pleases ABBA. I guess that is what has grieved me most.

Please understand I was given but the briefest glimpses of THE RIGHTEOUS JUDGE and in this moment of PURE JUSTICE I found myself in DANIEL 5 and I walked away with but one WORD.... TEKEL; Thou art weighed in the balances, and art found wanting.

Wanting....to lack....Lacking....failing to measure up.

Ever wonder about “short changing” GOD? I have.....and that has kept me silent and ashamed. There is a MASTER who expects a “profit” from HIS SERVANTS. HE has given much and much is now expected. If you think I am just “dreaming” this up, please stay away from THE PARABLE OF THE TALENTS. Months ago I was told to share with everyone about “wise” and “faithful” servants....about “meat in due season”.

Luke takes this image and expands it to include “seeking first THE KINGDOM”....here is some ‘meat’

31 But rather seek ye the kingdom of God; and all these things shall be added unto you.

32 Fear not, little flock; for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.

33 Sell that ye have, and give alms; provide yourselves bags which wax not old, a treasure in the heavens that faileth not, where no thief approacheth, neither moth corrupteth.

34 For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

35 Let your loins be girded about, and your lights burning;

36 And ye yourselves like unto men that wait for their lord, when he will return from the wedding; that when he cometh and knocketh, they may open unto him immediately.

37 Blessed are those servants, whom the lord when he cometh shall find watching: verily I say unto you, that he shall gird himself, and make them to sit down to meat, and will come forth and serve them.

38 And if he shall come in the second watch, or come in the third watch, and find them so, blessed are those servants.

39 And this know, that if the goodman of the house had known what hour the thief would come, he would have watched, and not have suffered his house to be broken through.

40 Be ye therefore ready also: for the Son of man cometh at an hour when ye think not.

41 Then Peter said unto him, Lord, speakest thou this parable unto us, or even to all?

42 And the Lord said, Who then is that faithful and wise steward, whom his lord shall make ruler over his household, to give them their portion of meat in due season?

43 Blessed is that servant, whom his lord when he cometh shall find so doing.

44 Of a truth I say unto you, that he will make him ruler over all that he hath.

45 But and if that servant say in his heart, My lord delayeth his coming; and shall begin to beat the menservants and maidens, and to eat and drink, and to be drunken;

46 The lord of that servant will come in a day when he looketh not for him, and at an hour when he is not aware, and will cut him in sunder, and will appoint him his portion with the unbelievers.

47 And that servant, which knew his lord’s will, and prepared not himself, neither did according to his will, shall be beaten with many stripes.

48 But he that knew not, and did commit things worthy of stripes, shall be beaten with few stripes. For unto whomsoever much is given, of him shall be much required: and to whom men have committed much, of him they will ask the more.

49 I am come to send fire on the earth; and what will I, if it be already kindled?

50 But I have a baptism to be baptized with; and how am I straitened till it be accomplished!

51 Suppose ye that I am come to give peace on earth? I tell you, Nay; but rather division:

52 For from henceforth there shall be five in one house divided, three against two, and two against three.

53 The father shall be divided against the son, and the son against the father; the mother against the daughter, and the daughter against

Who would have tied the JUDGEMENT BY FIRE that Paul spoke of with the prophecy of JOHN THE BAPTIST? And once again it is a double whammy. THE MASTER above tells ol’ Pete that HE is sending “fire” and the next words are about “baptism”......or should I say “immersion”....or might I place before you an image of being “birthed” by SPIRIT AND FIRE....which JOHN spoke of?

Do you want to talk about ELIJAH ANOINTINGS.... ELIJAH PROPHETS.... SONS OF THUNDER....?????

Or is it simply THE SONS OF GOD tried and proven from the FORGE OF GOD? WEAPONS and TOOLS of THE KINGDOM.......shaped BY THE MASTER....for HIS PLEASURE....like it or not HIS WORD IS TRUE, HIS WORD IS LIFE and HE SAID “ To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven”........

You see once again I have had the joy of seeing HIS FORGE and working at THE MASTER’S SIDE. Sure it was a VISION....but GOD has not changed. HE STILL IS GOD.

JOB 33....

14 For God speaketh once, yea twice, yet man perceiveth it not.

15 In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumberings upon the bed;

16 Then he openeth the ears of men, and sealeth their instruction,

17 That he may withdraw man from his purpose, and hide pride from man.

18 He keepeth back his soul from the pit, and his life from perishing by the sword.

Again the “double whammy”.....or if you want me to stay scriptural....THE TWO EDGED SWORD of HIS WORD. For HIS WORDS speak on multiple levels and HIS WORD declares we need to start eating “strong meat”....

10 Called of God an high priest after the order of Melchisedek.

11 Of whom we have many things to say, and hard to be uttered, seeing ye are dull of hearing.

12 For when for the time ye ought to be teachers, ye have need that one teach you again which be the first principles of the oracles of God; and are become such as have need of milk, and not of strong meat.

13 For every one that useth milk is unskilful in the word of righteousness: for he is a babe.

14 But strong meat belongeth to them that are of full age, even those who by reason of use have their senses exercised to discern both good and evil.

For if you read JOB 33 we were warned....

19 He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain:

20 So that his life abhorreth bread, and his soul dainty meat.

21 His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones that were not seen stick out.

22 Yea, his soul draweth near unto the grave, and his life to the destroyers.

23 If there be a messenger with him, an interpreter, one among a thousand, to shew unto man his uprightness:

24 Then he is gracious unto him, and saith, Deliver him from going down to the pit: I have found a ransom.

25 His flesh shall be fresher than a child’s: he shall return to the days of his youth:

26 He shall pray unto God, and he will be favourable unto him: and he shall see his face with joy: for he will render unto man his righteousness.

27 He looketh upon men, and if any say, I have sinned, and perverted that which was right, and it profited me not;

28 He will deliver his soul from going into the pit, and his life shall see the light.

29 Lo, all these things worketh God oftentimes with man,

30 To bring back his soul from the pit, to be enlightened with the light of the living.

31 Mark well, O Job, hearken unto me: hold thy peace, and I will speak.

32 If thou hast any thing to say, answer me: speak, for I desire to justify thee.

33 If not, hearken unto me: hold thy peace, and I shall teach thee wisdom.

We were given a messenger, an advocate, an interpreter....who showed us HIS RIGHTEOUSNESS and has paid our ransom. HE IS OUR WAY...OUR TRUTH...OUR LIGHT.....

Like JOB I shut my mouth and WATCHED HIM....and I hope I have learned HIS WISDOM for the days ahead.

HIS PEACE to all who read this

Shemuel

 

 

 

The Forge of God

Bob Neumann, Aug 12, 2000

Not long ago I wrote on this keyboard the churning of my spirit concerning what the SPIRIT of GOD is doing. It was simply formed from ‘night visions’ that a HOLY GOD sealed in me, and my search for meaning and understanding of HIS IMAGES. It was simply titled.....… THE FIRE OF GOD

I will grant to you that it was not a “thus say THE LORD”, nor was it a long narration of the ‘vision’. Once such visions were received with firm dictation of GOD’S INTENT and DESIRES. It seemed to be the pattern and it repeated over and over. This Pattern is seen over and over all around us. Only several weeks/months ago this began to change....at least for me. The IMAGES within the ‘night visions’ were no less intense and absorbing, but what was missing was the PRESENCE of a “VERBAL DICTATION”. In the ‘course of time’ I have gone from perplexity and doubt to “understanding”. It is very sobering. It is also intriguing and interesting. Observation of exactly what THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT is doing is not as important as the “HOW”, “WHO”, “WHERE”, and “WHY” . Not long ago THE LAMB told me to ‘take notice’ how “interesting” things are going to get. It seems we have got there.

In the past few weeks there have been wonderful images placed before the “congregation of the Internet” by many. There have been voices about GOD’S TAPESTRY and “threads”, there have been many who shared of rivers and waters, vessels and pourings. But what is most noticed are the “images” of fire, and “immersion in HIS LOVE”. All I will say is that every image is for us to learn...to grow...to mature. In simple clear words they were meant to change us and to shape us.

To CONFORM US into HIS DESIRES for us. In my spirit I keep hearing very “sobering” insights about the “church” and the “brethren. It seems the warning about ears that hear, and eyes that see have not changed in 2000 years.

So in obedience I will share with whoever has eyes and ears attentive to THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT an image I have seen several times, but has expanded for this time and season. Let it be titled....

THE FORGE OF GOD

Several weeks ago I found myself in a familiar place of intense heat and noise. Ahead of me was an area of “darkness” in the center of which was a “circle” of “brightness”. From this “circle” came wave after wave of the most intense heat. As I approached the circle I could hear the “whooshing” sound of a bellows and the more rapid sound of hammer strikes. As I came as close as I could get I felt a hand on my shoulder and saw a finger point at a specific point in the FURNACE OF GOD. Without hesitation I reached out and took a long handle that stuck out from the opening. At the far end of the handle was a crucible that had sat in the heart of THE FIRE OF GOD. I took out the crucible and turned to my left. A few paces away were several molds and I poured molten metal into each and returned the crucible to THE FIRE.

The molten metal glowed with the heat and dulled as the heat slowly dissipated. So it is with us I thought. We shine best when still in HIS FIRE. It was at this point I heard HIS VOICE say “COME” and I turned and saw my MASTER dressed in heavy leather apron and cap. In HIS HAND was a long set of tongs of heavy black iron which he handed me. Turning back to the FORGE I saw in the fire a glowing piece of metal similar to what was in the molds. I reached into the FIRE and took it out and this time turned to my right.

Again a step or two and I stood at an immense anvil. Upon setting it on the anvil THE MASTER STRUCK it several powerful blows with a hammer, and taking the tongs in HIS LEFT HAND regripped the metal in the tongs and struck it several times and handed the hammer to me. Somewhere in me there has been a “cadence” for a long, long time. I found this cadence come out as a steady flow of strikes landed....IRON ON IRON...was what I kept hearing THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT say deep within me. I kept striking the metal and THE MASTER turned and moved it beneath THE HAMMER. HE KNEW what HE WAS DOING. I just was doing what I was “told to do”. After awhile the metal was longer and wider than when we started and THE MASTER bent it over on itself several times. At the proper time HE took the metal shape and returned it to the FIRE.

Now I had had this “vision” several times in the past and have shared it in previous accounts that have gone out on the Internet. It was at this point those others would end....only this vision went on....

THE MASTER walked a short ways away and came back with a long heavy pole with a funny looking curved piece of metal at the end. HE removed a binding and detached the metal from the wood and simply reached into THE FORGE and placed it into the center of THE FIRE. I shuddered because the heat was so intense and sweat poured off me. Calmly HE TURNED TO ME AND SPOKE....

“SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO RESHAPE YOUR WORK TO GET THE MOST OUT OF IT”. Saying that HE pointed to THE FIRE and I took out the now gleaming curve of metal. With fast hard blows THE MASTER straightened the curve in less than a minute and pointed toward THE FIRE where I returned it. I watched as the metal began to glow again. But now I noticed a change. The “bellows sound” I had been hearing had increased in tempo and in volume. THE BREATH OF GOD had increased in power and in cadence around me.

With a simple tap on my shoulder I reached in with the tongs and took out the metal and placed it on THE ANVIL, only to watch THE MASTER strike it once, twice and reach down to take the white hot metal in HIS hand. HE RAISED IT TO HIS FACE AND TURNED IT, INSPECTING IT CLOSELY. I watched HIM SMILE and step away from THE FORGE where a trough of flowing water had stood in previous visions. Holding the metal HE PLUNGED it into the stream of cold, clear WATER....

From the intense billows of steam that rose up HE STEPPED out with a smile on HIS FACE. Lifting it towards my face HE turned it so I could see it. “IT IS GOOD, SHEMUEL. IT WILL NOW DO WELL IN THE VALLEY OF DECISION” was HIS DECLARATION to me as HE placed it in a pile of many others....new spear heads..... that awaited to be attached to a wooden pole. Now somewhere inside me ran the verses from Joel about “MULTITUDES in THE VALLEY OF DECISION” and the awareness how long those WORDS/SEEDS had been planted in my being.

This is where I had intended to end this narration. The rest seemed only to apply to me.

Yet according to MY MASTER is part and parcel to my purpose in HIS KINGDOM. It is part of my “testimony,” according to HIM.

For you see....it was at this point the ‘night vision’ should have ended. Instead THE MASTER LED me “around a corner” that had never been there in the previous visions. Maybe my eyes were not meant to see....or maybe it was not yet the “time or season” for HIS PURPOSES FOR ME.

Whatever the case we stood before another “opening” to the FORGE of GOD and this had a door to it. Here HE opened THE DOOR and the heat was even greater than the FORGE. HE REACHED in and took a large glazed vessel with handle and spout. It was beautiful. Then HE took out a square box like shape and a lid for it. It was a wondrous color of fine porcelain and HE spoke a name....of a person who shares prophetic insights on the Internet....and I had to agree....it fit perfectly. Then HE reached in and brought out a large glazed bowel followed by different products of THE KILN OF GOD.

After awhile HE closed the DOOR TO THE KILN and turned another corner and again came to a small opening of great intensity. HE motioned me to the opening and inside was a “pool of light”. It is my best description of what I saw. Reaching in HE stirred it with HIS FINGERS. Every color imaginable flowed in HIS HAND. Stepping away from the opening HE took a long black tube and stuck it into the pool and turned it slowly. I say tube because I knew from the natural what I was seeing and then HE SPOKE TO ME.

“NOW YOU UNDERSTAND ONE REASON WHY I HAVE USED YOU”. HE SAID QUIETLY as HE stepped back from THE FIRE with a “ball” at the end of the tube.

“AND NOW YOU UNDERSTAND THE IMAGES YOU HAVE BEEN GIVEN FROM MY FATHER THROUGH ME AND THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT HAVE HAD A PURPOSE.”

With those words HE put HIS MOUTH to the tube and BLEW into the “ball” at the end.

As if I had done it thousands of times before I began to turn the tube and watched the “motion” give shape to the molten glass at the end. As I watched in fascination as the term “earthen vessels” take on a different aspect. Or should I say “facet”. And I understood. So many things....so many....

Once again HE brought the “work” of HIS HANDS up so I could expect it. HE TOUCHED THE GLASS with HIS HAND and the glass was elastic and moved with HIM.

“I WISHED ALL MY WORK WAS SO EASY TO SHAPE OLD FRIEND, BUT SO MANY LIKE THE FIRE FOR WHAT THEY THINK THEY CAN GET OUT OF IT. THEY KEEP FORGETTING THAT I HAVE A SAY IN WHAT I DO. TOO MANY WILL ONLY HEAR MY VOICE WITH THE LAST WORDS THEY SHALL EVER HEAR.”

I guess it was HIS DEEP CHUCKLE that gave me a shudder down my spine. And the FIRE IN HIS EYES told me HE WAS DEADLY SERIOUS.

“IT IS NICE TO SEE YOU ARE GATHERING SILVER LIKE I ASKED YOU TO”, HE STATED AND TURNED ANOTHER CORNER. We were standing before a large table and THE MASTER took a chair next to the WALL of THE FORGE. Before HIM were blocks of clay with indentations in them. HE reached into THE FIRE and took out an iron “ladle and poured into the indentations....they were molds. After returning the tool into THE FIRE. After a moment HE opened a mold and an OBJECT of bright GOLD stood on the TABLE. It was still rough yet and I “knew” it would be shaped further in THE MASTER’S HANDS.

And this is where I can end this narration.

Now the question is how much “interpretation” does it need?

Indeed, how much do I need to do to show the scriptures that hold revelation because of the images within this vision?

Let me make this simple. Use a couple scriptures and let whoever reads this to seek THE LORD themselves.

4 Then the word of the LORD came unto me, saying,

5 Before I formed thee in the belly I knew thee; and before thou camest forth out of the womb I sanctified thee, and I ordained thee a prophet unto the nations.

24 Thus saith the LORD, thy redeemer, and he that formed thee from the womb, I am the LORD that maketh all things; that stretcheth forth the heavens alone; that spreadeth abroad the earth by myself;

25 That frustrateth the tokens of the liars, and maketh diviners mad; that turneth wise men backward, and maketh their knowledge foolish;

26 That confirmeth the word of his servant, and performeth the counsel of his messengers; that saith to Jerusalem, Thou shalt be inhabited; and to the cities of Judah, Ye shall be built, and I will raise up the decayed places thereof:

27 That saith to the deep, Be dry, and I will dry up thy rivers:

28 That saith of Cyrus, He is my shepherd, and shall perform all my pleasure: even saying to Jerusalem, Thou shalt be built; and to the temple,

Thy foundation shall be laid.

1 Yet now hear, O Jacob my servant; and Israel, whom I have chosen:

2 Thus saith the LORD that made thee, and formed thee from the womb, which will help thee; Fear not, O Jacob, my servant; and thou, Jesurun, whom I have chosen.

3 For I will pour water upon him that is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground: I will pour my spirit upon thy seed, and my blessing upon thine offspring:

4 And they shall spring up as among the grass, as willows by the water courses.

5 One shall say, I am the LORD’S; and another shall call himself by the name of Jacob; and another shall subscribe with his hand unto the LORD, and surname himself by the name of Israel.

6 Thus saith the LORD the King of Israel, and his redeemer the LORD of hosts; I am the first, and I am the last; and beside me there is no God.

7 And who, as I, shall call, and shall declare it, and set it in order for me, since I appointed the ancient people? and the things that are coming, and shall come, let them shew unto them.

8 Fear ye not, neither be afraid: have not I told thee from that time, and have declared it? ye are even my witnesses. Is there a God beside me? yea, there is no God; I know not any.

 

ISAIAH 49........

21 Then said Jesus again unto them, I go my way, and ye shall seek me, and shall die in your sins: whither I go, ye cannot come.

22 Then said the Jews, Will he kill himself? because he saith, Whither I go, ye cannot come.

23 And he said unto them, Ye are from beneath; I am from above: ye are of this world; I am not of this world.

24 I said therefore unto you, that ye shall die in your sins: for if ye believe not that I am he, ye shall die in your sins.

25 Then said they unto him, Who art thou? And Jesus saith unto them, Even the same that I said unto you from the beginning.

26 I have many things to say and to judge of you: but he that sent me is true; and I speak to the world those things which I have heard of him.

27 They understood not that he spake to them of the Father.

28 Then said Jesus unto them, When ye have lifted up the Son of man, then shall ye know that I am he, and that I do nothing of myself; but as my Father hath taught me, I speak these things.

29 And he that sent me is with me: the Father hath not left me alone; for I do always those things that please him.

30 As he spake these words, many believed on him.

31 Then said Jesus to those Jews which believed on him, If ye continue in my word, then are ye my disciples indeed;

32 And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

33 They answered him, We be Abraham’s seed, and were never in bondage to any man: how sayest thou, Ye shall be made free?

34 Jesus answered them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Whosoever committeth sin is the servant of sin.

35 And the servant abideth not in the house for ever: but the Son abideth ever.

36 If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.

37 I know that ye are Abraham’s seed; but ye seek to kill me, because my word hath no place in you.

 

Job 28:1-28

1 Surely there is a vein for the silver, and a place for gold where they fine it.

2 Iron is taken out of the earth, and brass is molten out of the stone.

3 He setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death.

4 The flood breaketh out from the inhabitant; even the waters forgotten of the foot: they are dried up, they are gone away from men.

5 As for the earth, out of it cometh bread: and under it is turned up as it were fire.

6 The stones of it are the place of sapphires: and it hath dust of gold.

7 There is a path which no fowl knoweth, and which the vulture’s eye hath not seen:

8 The lion’s whelps have not trodden it, nor the fierce lion passed by it.

9 He putteth forth his hand upon the rock; he overturneth the mountains by the roots.

10 He cutteth out rivers among the rocks; and his eye seeth every precious thing.

11 He bindeth the floods from overflowing; and the thing that is hid bringeth he forth to light.

12 But where shall wisdom be found? and where is the place of understanding?

13 Man knoweth not the price thereof; neither is it found in the land of the living.

14 The depth saith, It is not in me: and the sea saith, It is not with me.

15 It cannot be gotten for gold, neither shall silver be weighed for the price thereof.

16 It cannot be valued with the gold of Ophir, with the precious onyx, or the sapphire.

17 The gold and the crystal cannot equal it: and the exchange of it shall not be for jewels of fine gold.

18 No mention shall be made of coral, or of pearls: for the price of wisdom is above rubies.

19 The topaz of Ethiopia shall not equal it, neither shall it be valued with pure gold.

20 Whence then cometh wisdom? and where is the place of understanding?

21 Seeing it is hid from the eyes of all living, and kept close from the fowls of the air.

22 Destruction and death say, We have heard the fame thereof with our ears.

23 God understandeth the way thereof, and he knoweth the place thereof.

24 For he looketh to the ends of the earth, and seeth under the whole heaven;

25 To make the weight for the winds; and he weigheth the waters by measure.

26 When he made a decree for the rain, and a way for the lightning of the thunder:

27 Then did he see it, and declare it; he prepared it, yea, and searched it out.

28 And unto man he said, Behold, the fear of the Lord, that is wisdom; and to depart from evil is understanding. (KJV)

 

Proverbs 3:1-35

1 My son, forget not my law; but let thine heart keep my commandments:

2 For length of days, and long life, and peace, shall they add to thee.

3 Let not mercy and truth forsake thee: bind them about thy neck; write them upon the table of thine heart:

4 So shalt thou find favour and good understanding in the sight of God and man.

5 Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.

6 In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.

7 Be not wise in thine own eyes: fear the LORD, and depart from evil.

8 It shall be health to thy navel, and marrow to thy bones.

9 Honour the LORD with thy substance, and with the firstfruits of all thine increase:

10 So shall thy barns be filled with plenty, and thy presses shall burst out with new wine.

11 My son, despise not the chastening of the LORD; neither be weary of his correction:

12 For whom the LORD loveth he correcteth; even as a father the son in whom he delighteth.

13 Happy is the man that findeth wisdom, and the man that getteth understanding.

14 For the merchandise of it is better than the merchandise of silver, and the gain thereof than fine gold.

15 She is more precious than rubies: and all the things thou canst desire are not to be compared unto her.

16 Length of days is in her right hand; and in her left hand riches and honour.

17 Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.

18 She is a tree of life to them that lay hold upon her: and happy is every one that retaineth her.

19 The LORD by wisdom hath founded the earth; by understanding hath he established the heavens.

20 By his knowledge the depths are broken up, and the clouds drop down the dew.

21 My son, let not them depart from thine eyes: keep sound wisdom and discretion:

22 So shall they be life unto thy soul, and grace to thy neck.

23 Then shalt thou walk in thy way safely, and thy foot shall not stumble.

24 When thou liest down, thou shalt not be afraid: yea, thou shalt lie down, and thy sleep shall be sweet.

25 Be not afraid of sudden fear, neither of the desolation of the wicked, when it cometh.

26 For the LORD shall be thy confidence, and shall keep thy foot from being taken.

27 Withhold not good from them to whom it is due, when it is in the power of thine hand to do it.

28 Say not unto thy neighbour, Go, and come again, and to morrow I will give; when thou hast it by thee.

29 Devise not evil against thy neighbour, seeing he dwelleth securely by thee.

30 Strive not with a man without cause, if he have done thee no harm.

31 Envy thou not the oppressor, and choose none of his ways.

32 For the froward is abomination to the LORD: but his secret is with the righteous.

33 The curse of the LORD is in the house of the wicked: but he blesseth the habitation of the just.

34 Surely he scorneth the scorners: but he giveth grace unto the lowly.

35 The wise shall inherit glory: but shame shall be the promotion of fools. (KJV)

So in obedience I withheld nothing that I have been given....except how it applies to me.....nor have I striven with any man without reason or cause.

Shemuel

 

 

 

Many Flows In The River

Bob Neumann, March 25, 2000

THERE IS A RIVER THAT FLOWS FROM THE MOUNTAIN OF GOD TO THE HEARTS OF THOSE WHO DRINK OF ME. ALL KNOW OF IT IN SOME WAY. SOME HAVE SEEN IT. SOME HAVE HEARD IT. FEW FIGHT AGAINST IT IN VAIN. BUT THERE ARE THOSE FEW WHO ARE CALLED AND CHOSEN TO FLOW WITH ME AND TO MOVE WITH ME. THEY ARE THE RIVER.

TO KNOW THIS NOT ONLY MUST YOU BE IN THE RIVER, BUT TO BE ONE WITH ME IN ALL THINGS. SO FEW INDEED ARE THOSE WHO ABIDE IN ME AS SURELY AS THE RIVER FLOWS TO THE SEA. SO MANY WATCH THE RIVER AND BELIEVE THEY ARE ONE IN ME. THEY SEE BUT LITTLE OF THE SURFACE AND NOTHING OF THE CURRENTS BENEATH THAT DEEPEN THE CHANNEL AND WIDEN THE BANKS. THERE ARE MANY CURRENTS AND CHANNELS THAT CANNOT BE PERCEIVED BY THE MULTITUDES WHO PLAN SOMEDAY TO “GATHER AT THE RIVER”. NOR DO THOSE WHO STAND ON THE SHORE ARE ANYMORE AWARE FROM WHERE THE RIVER COMES AND WHERE IT GOES THAN THOSE WHO HAVE SIMPLY KNOWN OF THE RIVER.

THE RIVER IS A LIVING MANIFESTATION OF MY WORD IN THE WALK AND WITNESS OF MY SAINTS. THE RIVER IS MY WORD THAT CUTS SHARP AND DEEP THROUGH THE LAND. THE RIVER IS MY BELOVED WHO SEES MY HAND, HEARS MY VOICE, AND OBEYS BECAUSE SHE LOVES ME. THE RIVER IS MY BODY MADE UP OF MANY DIVERSE AND UNIQUE PARTS. SOME WORK TOGETHER TO DO THE SPECIFIC DUTIES THEY WERE CREATED TO DO. SOME WORK VERY WELL ALONE AND UNNOTICED TO THE CASUAL OBSERVER. THE RIVER IS LIFE TO THE THIRSTY AND DEATH TO THOSE WHO FOOLISHLY BUILT ON THEIR OWN SAND AGAINST MY ADVICE.

SO TAKE NOTICE OF MY RIVER AND ALL THOSE WHO I SHOW YOU THAT FLOW IN ME. OF THOSE WHO SEEK TO BE NOTICED AND I DO NOT REVEAL THEM TO YOU, FLEE FROM QUICKLY. THOSE WHO FLOW DEEPLY IN ME WHO I DO NOT REVEAL YOU WILL NOT NOTICE. BUT YOU WILL BE AWARE THAT THE CHANNEL WAS CUT FOR YOU SO YOU MAY FLOW MORE EASILY. THAT IS THE WAY OF MY RIVER THAT FLOWS FROM THE THROWN ETERNALLY.

Be blessed

Shemuel

 

 

 

Call it a Dream

Bob Neumann, March 3, 2000

Call it a dream if you like, it started out gentle and wondrous. Simply standing in meadow filled with clover and wild flowers. Probably a great place for sheep to munch. It was quiet, serene in fact. All the “stuff” of the world just seamed to melt away as I just kept still and soaked in HIS PEACE. I was awaiting THE SHEPHERD because this certainly looked like prime grazing land.

As I waited I could smell the grass and clover, something I had not smelled since very long ago. Then I realized I was smelling the “rain” on the grass. You know that “clean” smell that defies man-made scents. It was then I noticed I was wearing a pair of well worn work boots that were wet from walking through the tall grass and clover. Only I had not been walking, merely standing and being filled by the PEACE of the place. In a while I noticed the setting sun and the cool breeze on my face. It was not my SHEPHERD I was waiting for it seems. Yet I was in neither a garden or a vineyard and this was not HIS THRONE ROOM, but it did not matter. It had been so long since I had walked with my ABBA, or even heard HIS VOICE. It had been near YOM KIPPUR since I sat with HIM last.

So I waited and just “rested” for what seemed a long time. Afternoon had passed into twilight and the light slowly faded. Darkness and ABBA had never been points that came together so I pondered what it all was leading to. Not for the first time I rebuked myself for thinking too much and being impatient. Waiting and watching still does not come easily. Slowly I noticed a new scent in the night breeze, a breeze no longer cool.

Chilly is more accurate. Yet I could smell HIM. A mixture of jasmine and fruit blossoms is best I can describe. Stronger than apple or pear, more subtle than orange. Light like lemon but unmistakably unique. As I waited the scent became stronger and it seems HE stepped over a hill I had not noticed and was strolling toward me. When I first walked with HIM in HIS VINEYARD I saw the WISE AND CAREFUL FATHER who tended THE VINE.

More recently I have seen HIM as THE ANCIENT OF DAYS WHOSE WORDS SHAPED AND DIRECTS THE UNIVERSE. But now all I saw was my ABBA who I suddenly missed terribly. And like the Prodigal HE received me with open arms and tender words. After a time I now think as so short HE simply said “WALK WITH ME.”. We walked casually in the direction of HIS CHOOSING and after awhile came to THE RIVER and THE GARDEN. We sat down on a stone bench where THE RIVER moved with a strong current. We sat quietly as I watched THE WATER CHURN and LISTENED to the TORRENT. At the same time I felt THE BREEZE pick up and it too had a SOUND. It was engrossing, the sound and the feel and the sight of it all. Then I began to feel the beginning mist of a night rain. The rain I could smell, and hear, and feel, and taste. It was a cold rain. The slow steady rain that a dry land cries for. THE RAIN....THE WIND....THE RIVER are all images of HIS MOST HOLY SPIRIT... HIS BREATH that GIVES LIFE.

I wondered if I was understanding whatever message I was to learn when a flash of LIGHTNING and A ROLE OF THUNDER shook the sky above us. SPRING STORM came into my spiritman as I looked into HIS FACE and saw GENTLE PEACE smile upon me.

“SON”, HE began, “YOU FELT THE BREEZE BEFORE YOU HEARD IT. YOU SAW THE RIVER BEFORE YOU HEARD IT. BUT YOU SAW AND HEARD AND SMELLED AND TASTED AND FELT THE STORM AS IT BEGAN. EVEN IN THE DARKNESS YOU KNEW THE STORM WAS HERE. THOSE WHO KNOW THE BREEZE KNOW THE STORM FOLLOWS. THERE ARE MANY BREEZES JUST AS THERE ARE MANY CURRENTS IN THE RIVER.”

“MY SPIRIT EBBS AND FLOWS IN AND AROUND MY CHILDREN WITHOUT STOP. LIKE THE TIDE IT HAS HIGHS AND LOWS WHICH THOSE WHO STUDY MY WAYS CAN FOLLOW WITHOUT TROUBLE. THE WISE SERVANTS ARE STUDENTS WHO KNOW THE SUNRISE AND THE SUNSET, THE NEW MOON AND THE FULL MOON.

THOSE WHO HAVE PROVEN THEMSELVES KNOW WHEN MY SPIRIT FLOWS AND WHEN IT IS HELD. ANTICIPATING MY WILL PLEASES ME, ATTEMPTING TO ORCHESTRATE AROUND IT DOES NOT.”

“SPONTANEITY AND DIVERSITY I GREATLY ENJOY. VAIN REPETITION AND CONTRIVED MANIPULATION I HAVE NEVER ASKED FOR. WATCH THE CHILDREN AND YOU WILL SEE THAT THE YOUNGEST ARE THE FREEST AND THE MOST SIMPLE AND SINCERE.”

With that HE STOOD and looked out upon THE RIVER. As I watched THE RIVER slowly widened and flowed faster. I watched as THE MIGHTY RIVER churned and the waters turned white and frothy. I thought that I was watching a flood begin and HE CORRECTED me. “THIS IS NOT A FLOOD, SHEMUEL, FOR A FLOOD LEAVES IT’S BANKS AND IS UNCONTROLLED. THIS IS THE RIVER THAT FLOWS FROM THE MOUNTAIN, ALIVE AND WITH POWER. WHERE MANY STREAMS COME SUDDENLY TOGETHER TO MAKE ONE. THE RIVER SPEAKS TO THE SPIRITS WHO DRINK OF THE LIVING WATER. YOUR SPIRIT AND ALL THOSE WHO HAVE EATEN AND DRANK OF MY SON. THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN BORN OF MY SPIRIT WILL BE AS ONE TOGETHER AS I AND MY SON ARE ONE. HE PRAYED THAT THIS WOULD BE SO AND MADE ACCESS FOR YOU AND ALL MY CHILDREN TO WALK WITH ME AND BE ONE WITH ME. I HONOR HIS PRAYER AS HE HONORED ME AND DRANK THE CUP AND BORE THE INIQUITY OF ALL MEN”.

“SO WHY SON DO SO FEW SEEK TO WALK WITH ME?” The answer “bubbled up” out of my spiritman as easily as breathing. “Because they have not followed HIM to the place of their death, ABBA.”

“WHY WOULD THEY NOT FOLLOW HIM AS HE HAS ASKED?”.

“They have not been taught, ABBA.”, I answered quickly. “YES, SON, THEY WERE NOT TAUGHT, BUT WHO TAUGHT YOU?”....

And I suddenly “caught” it..... “You did ABBA”.....I replied quietly.....

“YES, SON...AND NO. THE FIRST TIME YOU SAW AND HEARD ME WAS IN MY VINEYARD. REMEMBER TO COME TO ME IS THROUGH MY SON. TO FIND MY SON YOU MUST HEAR MY SPIRIT WHO WHISPERS LIKE THE BREEZE AND ROARS LIKE THUNDER. WE ARE ONE, AND WE ARE MORE. THEY DO NOT FOLLOW BECAUSE THEY DO NOT HEAR. MANY WHO DO HEAR CHOOSE NOT TO LISTEN. THEN MANY WHO LISTEN HAVE CHOSEN NOT TO OBEY. THESE ARE THE ONES WHO SPEAK MY NAME FREELY AND SERVE THEMSELVES.”

With that last statement ABBA turned away from THE RIVER and I stood in that place between time and space. Before me stood the KING OF GLORY who stood quietly. Yet I could still feel ABBA’S PRESENCE and hear HIS VOICE and smell HIM. Sort of out of nowhere I “heard” a section of a post about the Grammy awards and the performance of certain rock stars. I had paid little attention to the posts and the confusion on the Internet about the translation of a Spanish name and certain lyrics. I had not “felt” THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT and had basically ignored it.

Then ABBA asked.... “WHY WERE THEY WATCHING THIS?”...... and I had no answer. I thought of all the useless things I have seen and done and had no excuse for myself, so I answered “I don’t know, LORD.”

Immediately came a second question, but this time it was from THE KING and it was in the VOICE OF COMMAND. “WHAT VALUE TO MY KINGDOM DO I RECEIVE FROM SERVANTS WHO WATCH/INVOLVE THEMSELVES IN SUCH ACTIVITY?”

With that I got rocked down to my toes for I know how little fruit comes from keeping your face and mind in BABYLON AND EGYPT. Like the exslaves in the wilderness who kept their idols and passed them on to their children, ignoring the same commandments they told MOSES they would obey. I realized how hypocritical I am because I still do things that are dead and fruitless... again I answered “I don’t know”.

Then I heard that sweet gentle VOICE whisper in my spiritman.... “HOW DOES THIS EXHORT, COMFORT, AND INSTRUCT THE CHILDREN AND YOUNGER SERVANTS I HAVE PLACED IN YOUR CARE?”

Suddenly I felt a grief inside because I took this personally. In the last few weeks I have been angered and simply irked by much of what has gone on within the “prophetic community”. The deluge of bizarre and unscriptural anecdotes that were labeled as “prophetic” and “anointed” had left me jaded and without compassion. In my spirit was one ugly term and it fitted me to a T....hubris. I looked at MY KING and I felt HIS SADNESS. I could have/should have done better. I could have tried harder and not tried to ignore these things. Yet even now I do not know what I could have done. But I had not asked HIM anything more than whether it was a fight HE wanted me to join. HE SAID ‘NO’ and I had dropped it. I had looked at it as just a battle between “spirits” and forgotten that HIS SHEEP were in the crossfire. I had forgotten that HIS SHEEP come first. The next thing I knew I was falling....not far...into a dark place of muck and mire.

Two things were obvious....I was naked......and I was not alone.... the muddy water was almost waist deep and the stench of death and rot was pervasive. The sense of “déjà vu” was strong...I had been here before. But things were different....the last time here I was the aggressor...armed and armored. A table had been turned, and I was not going to get through this in my flesh.

I could hear, but the noises came from all directions.... I could smell, but everything stank.... I could see, but I was in utter darkness..... so I closed my eyes and waited....and prayed.... there was no where to run....and the only ONE who could get me out had put me here for HIS REASONS....so begging for forgiveness only went so far....a lesson had to be learned the “hard” way. As I prayed the “panic” slowly receded and I “felt a breeze”, as crazy as that sounds, and a song came to my spirit and I recalled who sends THE GENTLE BREEZE....and I began to “see” in HIS SPIRIT. And I remembered....and I waited.

It came slowly and quietly; yet I saw and heard it as it circled me. It chose to attack from the back. Good tactics if the prey is unknowing and unexpecting. Somewhere along the lyrics of that song I had remembered whose I am and who I serve. I am not the prey. I am a predator.... I thought it was a snake, and I felt at peace and centered. I attacked....the last thing it appeared to expect.

In the second heaven I had “encountered” snakes before. This one differed in three ways. First it was a whole lot bigger than any snake that had slithered in the natural. The head was a good foot and a half wide. I had hold of it below the head and it was too big around for my hands to control, so I locked it between elbow and chest. It was writhing in the muck that I noticed the second difference....it spoke to me. It was neither subtle nor enticing. Enraged is more accurate...... and then the third difference....it had claws...several pairs I would guess.... it was hard to count, but they were sharp. When it became apparent that I could not break the beast’s neck, it began to mock my efforts. It basically did all the “talking” and I got more than an earful about it’s invulnerability and the outcome I would have.

About that time I thought how nice it would have been to have a short sword again and it sort of read my mind, and mocked my “nakedness”. That I had been put here to be punished for my pride and disobedience. Now that was a lie... as were the comments of being forsaken and condemned.... and somewhere in my spiritman I thought.... “why am I here”.... and the old line about “can you take what you dish out” sort of flowed on by....so I let go with my right hand and thought “HAMMER/ANVIL” and began pounding it’s eyes..... I had never heard a demon scream before. From that point on the thrashing and writhing and clawing had one goal... to escape being pounded. How long I kept it up I do not know. How much actual damage I caused I could not tell, but after awhile the thrashing slowed and I “sensed” we were not alone. Others were joining the “party”. In my spirit I know there were at least two others. Their approach was stopped when I let go of the first “beast”. It slithered away and I stood still and waited. The “others” kept their distance as I caught my breath.

After a while of this I suddenly was back in that place “between” and THE KING stood waiting. HE stood casually watching me, arms across HIS CHEST. “WHAT HAVE YOU LEARNED, DOG?”, HE ASKED. If anyone tells you that you do not feel pain in dreams and visions, they have only had nice ones. My body ached and my arms felt like lead.

Even now I really do not know what I learned in all this....in time I pray I will. What I was then told is sufficient. “IMAGINE DOG, THAT ALL THOSE WHO TRUST IN BABYLON AND TURN TO EGYPT ARE IN THE SAME CONDITION YOU FOUND YOURSELF IN. NAKED, DEFENSELESS, AND IN THE DRAGON’S DOMAIN. ALL WHO TRUST IN MAN AND THIS WORLD, NO MATTER THEIR TITLES OR POSITIONS WILL FIND THEMSELVES FACING THE DRAGON OF THE NILE WITHOUT HOPE. BECAUSE THEY HAVE NO USE FOR PRAYERS NOW, THEIR PRAYERS THEN WILL NOT BE HEARD”.

On hearing that I got a chill then, and a chill now as I type this. I wondered about the fact I survived the encounter....and HE ANSWERED..... “THE ENEMY IS BY NATURE A COWARD. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS STAND AND RESIST. YOU’VE BEEN DOING THAT FOR YEARS, OLD DOG. WOLVES AND SNAKES ARE LIKE CHEAP EASY MEALS. THEY PREY ON THE WEAK AND DEFENSELESS, THE UNKNOWING AND UNDISCERNING. OLD DOGS LIKE YOU ARE EXACTLY WHAT THEY DO NOT WANT TO RUN INTO. DEAD MEN TAKE THEIR TOLL ON THE ENEMY’S SCHEMES.”

HE looked at me with that quiet grin of HIS, knowing I had a question in the back of my mind. “ARE YOU EAGER TO FACE THE OTHER DRAGONS, DOG?”

“No LORD,” I replied, “but will I have a sword when I do?”

“YOU SEEMED TO DO WELL ENOUGH WITHOUT YOUR KEVLAR BOXERS”....... now that was funny, but I was not happy about letting the one get away, and I told HIM so.

“DOG”, HE BEGAN, “YOU CANNOT KILL THESE DRAGONS. IN SPITE OF THE COMMON OPINIONS YOU CANNOT KILL DEMONS. ALL THOSE CUTE IDEAS OF CHOPPING AND DICING THE DEMONIC IS JUST THAT. CUTE IDEAS AND NOT IN MY WORD.”

At that point I began to wonder what had happened in the past.

“THOSE UNHAPPY ENOUGH TO HAVE ENCOUNTERED YOU IN EITHER THE FIRST OR SECOND HEAVEN ARE NO LONGER THERE. THEY AWAIT THEIR CHANCE TO RETURN TO THESE REALMS FOR THE LAST BATTLES.”

Suddenly I realized HE was speaking of THE ABYSS....the place of incarceration.....far less than the LAKE OF FIRE..... HE NODDED and we talked for awhile longer...... and I woke up.....

If anyone has some interesting interpretation feel free to tell me. If anyone has an answer to the three questions, especially for #3 please tell me. To “exhort” and to “comfort” is open ended....but to instruct assumes someone has something you want to learn. Many people are eager to teach where no one has asked. Few seem to be asking.

So where does this take us.

Selah

Shemuel aka...Old Dog

 

 

 

Muddy Waters

Bob Neumann, July 3, 2000

It has been an “interesting” week, and I say that with tongue firmly in cheek. Long ago in the school of hard knocks I learned a strange lesson that revolved around an ancient Chinese Curse...”May you live in “interesting times”. To a western mindset the ‘idea’ of ‘interesting’ is “good”. It implies things like fun, adventure, and excitement. If I can borrow a line from Captain James T. Kirk “to boldly go where no man has gone before”. That is the essence of “excitement”, of “novelty” and “FUN”. But that is only if you “crave” things like novelty and variation. In simple words, those who seek “interesting” quite often are addicted to “entertainment”..... “HOOKED ON THE MOMENTARY EVENT”.

Funny thought, isn’t it. The idea people might be “living” for “feelings”. But most are and they yearn for “their fix” like any ‘junky’. Now I have nothing ‘against’ “junkies”. I know they are people sick and in need of treatment from a competent PRACTITIONER. The best there is available 24/7/52. HIS NAME IS Y’SHUA.

Today there are people addicted to “holy ghost goose bumps”, “falling out”, looking for the phenomenal like “gold dust” and “feathers” falling from the ceiling. According to THE GREAT PHYSICIAN these are the prime symptoms of severe “MANIFESTATION ADDICTION”. When I was given this I really had to question it and was answered that it was a spiritual variation of two syndromes that are becoming popular in America today. “Munchausen Syndrome and “Munchausen by Proxy”.

Personally I thought this was amazing, but right along the line of other RHEMA from the past. Like “spiritual sodomy” and “spiritual adultery” they fit tightly into the reality that the “evils” in this world will have a “counterpart” spiritually. Heart Disease, Lung Disease, Cancer, AIDS, Liver Disease, Kidney Disease, are all present realities that manifest a spiritual counterpart in the “corporate body” as implied in Ephesians where all the “saved” makes up one body....with KING JESUS as the HEAD. Diagnostically said body, or at least that in North America, is showing strange symptoms.

Many prophets are speaking of changes and alterations ahead for us. There are some who speak of these as “interesting” and imply excitement and diversity. For there sake I remember the line both my Grandfathers quoted from their experience of being in the TRENCHES in France when under attack and artillery barrages were falling on them. “FOR WHAT WE ARE ABOUT TO RECEIVE, MAY WE BE TRULY GRATEFUL.

The Chinese would agree for their idea of “interesting” could be better comprehended if we think in the ‘terms’ of “catastrophic”, “seismic, “devastating, “shattering”. What is shattered is their “world” by the fickle finger of “change”.

Now “CHANGE” is a spiritually ““HOT”” topic. Often it has a positive spiritual spin to it.

But should we be “boldly seeking” it like Captain Kirk and the good ship Enterprise? “Looking for adventure, and whatever comes our way”....is part of THE AMERICAN MINDSET...the desire for THE THRILL of THE MOMENT. Now if JESUS had sung about “LOOKING FOR ADVENTURE....AND WHATEVER COMES YOUR WAY...” I probably wouldn’t care what is coming, and what will happen to anyone but me. The problem is that line is from the chorus of Steppenwolf’s greatest hit...”BORN TO BE WILD”. On the other hand there was a ‘song’ long ago that went...

Amos 5:18

18 Woe unto you that desire the day of the LORD! to what end is it for you? the day of the LORD is darkness, and not light. (KJV)

It has a wonderful melody...but it asks a probing question...what do you really desire? Do you really know what you are seeking for, raving for. Are you really “ADDICTED TO JESUS” (which is a great song by Carmen) or are you getting too many fun feelings from the counterfeit to care whether you have THE REAL DEAL.

I had to ask...JESUS thinks you need a wake up call out there, all you in THE MEADOW. All sheep can hear HIS VOICE but HIS WORDS have no meaning. It is the plight of a Christianity that is built on tiny bits and pieces of HIS WORD and tons of “STUFF” from man. The problem is how do I touch HIS SHEEP and REBELLIOUS CHILDREN without bruising the worn down and battered saints trying to serve against all odds. So I asked and saw an “old vision” of a basin of MUDDY WATER.... and a remembrance of an “interesting time” a year ago. In this remembrance THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT brought back the ‘crushing pain’ one of HIS SERVANTS had when certain “brethren turned their backs to THE HOLY ONE and opened their mouths and let their tongues flow with accusations, indictments, condemnations, and curses. This one servant felt violated, defiled, and abused....by “family” within THE HOUSE. In that moment THE HOLY ONE...BLESS HIS NAME...showed me a basin with filthy, MUDDY WATER. And, BLESS HIS NAME, the UNDERSTANDING of it, and the WISDOM to bring comfort.

This servant was a basin of MUDDY WATER. Water gets dirty when you spend yourself serving THE MASTER washing the feet of HIS GUESTS, your “brethren...fellow “servants”. Now among those you stooped down and did your duty in TRUE LOVE of THE MASTER were also hypocrites and false brethren. It was not your call who may come in and who may not FOR THE MASTER DECLARED an OPEN DOOR....any could enter. The fact that “some” came looking for offense, for reasons to lay charges against the servant goes “with the territory”. For this reason they saw the MUDDY WATER and called you “defiled”....of “THE ENEMY”. What is funny, in their own minds they are absolutely correct, CHILD OF GOD. You are the enemy to all who serve the serpent, who follow angels of light and trust their own minds and do what is right in their own eyes.

For Children THE WATER IS JESUS...the ONE WHO BORE OUR SIN AND SHAME. OF COURSE HIS WATER IS MUDDY....or it should be if you are diligently “washing feet”.

All you have to do is throw the MUDDY WATER into THE RIVER and fill again WITH LIVING WATER that flows from you. For you children are HIS VESSELS...doing HIS WORK...a vessel that pleases HIM. Not because you are cute and look nice on the shelf, but because you are used to do what pleases HIM.

Now a short word for the “fools” who like to play offended. You know yourselves as THE RIGHTEOUS...in your own beady little eyes and hard cold hearts. Most of you are striving for places to sit and names in the world as it is without much regard towards the KINGDOM to Come. I call you “fools” for in your heart you say there is no GOD, except the one you made for yourself. There was a time were I would cry out a warning and call you to repent....but no more. For you see to you who knew HIM and tasted HIM and were partakers of HIS GRACE and MOST HOLY SPIRIT only to turn away after your own lusts and desires THE DOOR IS CLOSED. FOR GOOD. No longer will you enter into HIS HOUSE...ABUSE HIS SERVANTS...DEFILE HIS HABITATION... MOCK HIS HOSPITALITY. HIS CITY is now closed to you and your evil and perverse ways. You scorned HIS GRACE and ignored HIS MERCY. AND YOU HAD THE GALL TO TOUCH AND HARM HIS SERVANTS. You had THE WORD and THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT. You have no excuse...

THE DOORS ARE CLOSED...THE GATES ARE BARRED....HE WHO SITS ON THE THRONE OF HEAVEN LAUGHS. HE NOW PLACES HIS GATEKEEPERS AT HIS GATES. TO THE DOOR OF HIS PAVILION STANDS A DOORKEEPER WHO YEARNS ONLY FOR THE MASTER’S PLEASURE.

And he takes no bribes......for he knows where his treasures are....

Selah

Shemuel...

The ‘Old Dog’