Friend said to me: "U remember a long time ago when we were leaving six flags one night and you called me and asked me if I saw the lights in the sky and told u I saw two comets, did that pertain to the lights u always see in the sky or did u consider it that night to b comets?"
I responded: "I don't remember this at all! I remember seeing that star which spiraled off into space (back in 1999) - but I don't remember calling you about it."
Wednesday, December 14, 2016
A prophecy - Walking on Water
Written June 7, 2006 - a prophecy that I did not understand at the time, but I have long since walked on water, though I am too far out in the distance for anyone to see me.
I was in the middle of the ocean surrounded by thousands,
Each one of us was treading water endlessly.
I looked in the distance and saw a man walking on water!
He walked closer and I saw that it was one of my brothers.
Seeing me, he came to me.
He bent over, stretched out his hand, and said, “Walk with me.”
I looked at his hand, and then I looked at his face in total confusion.
I said to him, “That’s impossible.”
He asked me, “Why is it impossible?”
I said to him, “It’s impossible because man cannot walk on water.”
He stood upright and said, “If it were impossible for man, I would not be able to do it.”
He said to me, “There was a time when you couldn’t tread water.
But when you saw thousands treading water, it was no longer impossible.
It became very much possible, and you learned to do it.
There was a time when you couldn’t walk at all.
But when you saw thousands walking, it was no longer impossible.
It became very much possible, and you learned to do it.”
He said to me, “Seeing is believing.
You ignore the truth that is in your face and accept the words of those who tread water.
You see me, in your face, walking on water and you say, ‘That’s impossible.’
If you keep your faulty logic, you will drown with the thousands around you.”
So he bent over, stretched out his hand, and said, “Walk with me.”
I listened,
I stretched out my hand and he pulled me to the surface of the water.
But when he let go, I sunk beneath the water and swam back up.
He said to me, “You will learn to do this.
I saw when you learned to walk on land, and I will see you walk on water.
For today is a day of small beginnings.”
I was in the middle of the ocean surrounded by thousands,
Each one of us was treading water endlessly.
I looked in the distance and saw a man walking on water!
He walked closer and I saw that it was one of my brothers.
Seeing me, he came to me.
He bent over, stretched out his hand, and said, “Walk with me.”
I looked at his hand, and then I looked at his face in total confusion.
I said to him, “That’s impossible.”
He asked me, “Why is it impossible?”
I said to him, “It’s impossible because man cannot walk on water.”
He stood upright and said, “If it were impossible for man, I would not be able to do it.”
He said to me, “There was a time when you couldn’t tread water.
But when you saw thousands treading water, it was no longer impossible.
It became very much possible, and you learned to do it.
There was a time when you couldn’t walk at all.
But when you saw thousands walking, it was no longer impossible.
It became very much possible, and you learned to do it.”
He said to me, “Seeing is believing.
You ignore the truth that is in your face and accept the words of those who tread water.
You see me, in your face, walking on water and you say, ‘That’s impossible.’
If you keep your faulty logic, you will drown with the thousands around you.”
So he bent over, stretched out his hand, and said, “Walk with me.”
I listened,
I stretched out my hand and he pulled me to the surface of the water.
But when he let go, I sunk beneath the water and swam back up.
He said to me, “You will learn to do this.
I saw when you learned to walk on land, and I will see you walk on water.
For today is a day of small beginnings.”
Do I pray?
I found something that I wrote exactly 10 years ago. December 14, 2006.
A friend of mine asked me twice if I prayed, I was never really sure how to answer - but this is the type of thing I say to my God, especially at night:
Yahweh, my God, how should I speak? The oppressed will not be plundered forever, neither will the poor always curse their own life. You will never bless a man in war, neither will You ever tell a killer, "I will make you victorious." Yahweh, You will never share Your glory with an idol, neither will Your strong hand ever be called 'common'. Everyday, You look deep within the hearts of mankind and search to see if anyone seeks Your face; but everyday You sigh because the Earth has ignored You - and for thousands of years, the Earth has forgotten You.
At the age of 19, You slightly lifted the veil that covered my face, and I was completely astonished by what You revealed above me - but I would let nothing hinder my faith in my idol God. For my idol was the lord of my life, and it was in him that I put my trust - though he showed me nothing nearly as astonishing as You did. I felt 'his presence' everyday, and I praised my idol's name everywhere I went - I just knew that my idol had power and loved me. I knew that my idol had healing in his hands, and would bless me with many financial gifts according to his own riches and glory. But then you took the veil that separated me from You, Yahweh, and tied it around my head tightly, and You made a decree to the hosts of the heavens to show nothing more above me until I searched for You.
I spent a year after serving my idol as a quiet being - completely void of any knowledge and in total confusion, but I am now 27, and I am confused no more. The hosts have been told by You, Yahweh, 'Show him,' and the veil was quickly removed – and I am astonished everyday. To this day, I am my own work in progress because I have seen in You what I desire to see in myself. The psalmist said to You in his wisdom, "When You said, 'Seek My face,' my heart said to You,'Your face, O Yahweh, I shall seek.'" ~ Psalm 27:8
A friend of mine asked me twice if I prayed, I was never really sure how to answer - but this is the type of thing I say to my God, especially at night:
Yahweh, my God, how should I speak? The oppressed will not be plundered forever, neither will the poor always curse their own life. You will never bless a man in war, neither will You ever tell a killer, "I will make you victorious." Yahweh, You will never share Your glory with an idol, neither will Your strong hand ever be called 'common'. Everyday, You look deep within the hearts of mankind and search to see if anyone seeks Your face; but everyday You sigh because the Earth has ignored You - and for thousands of years, the Earth has forgotten You.
At the age of 19, You slightly lifted the veil that covered my face, and I was completely astonished by what You revealed above me - but I would let nothing hinder my faith in my idol God. For my idol was the lord of my life, and it was in him that I put my trust - though he showed me nothing nearly as astonishing as You did. I felt 'his presence' everyday, and I praised my idol's name everywhere I went - I just knew that my idol had power and loved me. I knew that my idol had healing in his hands, and would bless me with many financial gifts according to his own riches and glory. But then you took the veil that separated me from You, Yahweh, and tied it around my head tightly, and You made a decree to the hosts of the heavens to show nothing more above me until I searched for You.
I spent a year after serving my idol as a quiet being - completely void of any knowledge and in total confusion, but I am now 27, and I am confused no more. The hosts have been told by You, Yahweh, 'Show him,' and the veil was quickly removed – and I am astonished everyday. To this day, I am my own work in progress because I have seen in You what I desire to see in myself. The psalmist said to You in his wisdom, "When You said, 'Seek My face,' my heart said to You,'Your face, O Yahweh, I shall seek.'" ~ Psalm 27:8
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