For the last several weeks, I have had some pretty intense warfare along with dreams as to the battling of hordes of the enemy coming upon us. As they seemingly began their onslaught upon the earth and its inhabitants. Once they were working with the governments of the world to come after believers, another time I was in a house protecting believers and in the dream I could see in the Spirit as to their tactics, their devices, I was endowed with this as it were supernatural power to engage them.
Some years ago I was out with some students and fellow teachers from Bible school, when we were driving home, all of a sudden this travail came over me with a groaning that was so deep in my chest that I thought it would burst; I had to stop; there was no prayer or prophetic word or anything.
The next day one of the faculty that was with us came to me and said when I was travailing in the Spirit he saw this rather large table in the heavens, with Satan unrolling this large scroll, He heard him say, These are the schemes that we will use to frustrate the saints in the coming days. That was 30 years ago...I see it like it was yesterday now. The enemy has 13 weapons my scholar friend Gustav Hoyer taught me, the chief one is distraction...as to the other 12 he never said, however I believe I see some and the rest we will know...to him that overcomes...
The Scriptures in Revelation concerning the Laodicean era has never gripped me like it has lately, especially the part about raiment, eyesalve, and gold tried in the fire, coincidentally I clicked on a website all too familiar to me and their it was Revelation 3:17-21.
The interesting aspect as to God's love is found in those verses; A Call to come out of your present condition, and be clothed or endowed rather with the wherewithal from the kingdom in order to overcome and be co-heirs in the Lord Jesus' throne, Sit thou here until I make all enemies your footstool...; Heaven is my throne and earth is My footstool.
There is no other book to read except this one...Seek you from the book of the Lord;
Jeremiah 20:9 Then I said, I will not mention Him, nor speak in His name any more. But His Word was in my heart like a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with holding in, and I could not stop.
Revelation 20:12 And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of the things which were written in the books, according to their works.
Lamentations of Jeremiah 2:11-19- My eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.
They say to their mothers, Where is corn and wine? when they swooned as the wounded in the streets of the city, when their soul was poured out into their mothers' bosom.
What thing shall I take to witness for thee? what thing shall I liken to thee, O daughter of Jerusalem? What shall I equal to thee, that I may comfort thee, O virgin daughter of Zion? for thy breach is great like the sea: who can heal thee?
Thy prophets have seen vain and foolish things for thee: and they have not revealed thy iniquity, to turn away thy captivity; but have seen for thee false burdens and causes of banishment.
All that pass by, clap their hands at thee; they hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, saying, Is this the city that men call the Perfection of beauty, the Joy of the whole earth?
All thy enemies have opened their mouth against thee: they hiss and gnash the teeth: they say, We have swallowed her up: certainly this is the day that we looked for; we have found, we have seen it.
The LORD hath done that which he had devised; he hath fulfilled his word that he had commanded in the days of old: he hath thrown down, and hath not pitied: and he hath caused thy enemy to rejoice over thee, he hath set up the horn of thy adversaries.
Their heart cried to the Lord, O wall of the daughter of Zion, let tears run down like a river day and night: give thyself no rest; let not the apple of thy eye cease.
Arise, cry out in the night: in the beginning of the watches pour out thy heart like water before the face of the Lord: lift up thy hands towards him for the life of thy young children, that faint for hunger at the head of every street.
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