Archive for August 2012

A Dream about the Kennedy Family   10 comments

Rose and Joseph P. Kennedy

Dreams from the LORD 2007-2010
15 June 2010

Last night I had a very strange dream. I was at a Kennedy family picnic. I saw Bobby Kennedy and Joseph P. Kennedy. There were a lot of other people at this picnic.

Joe Kennedy was sitting in a wheel chair; he had white hair, looked very infirm and didn’t say anything. Bobby Kennedy did most of the talking: he was very forceful and dominated the scene. It sounded like Bobby Kennedy was frustrated with something and he wanted somebody killed; his attitude and demeanor were ruthless.

I thought it was amazing how Bobby Kennedy’s and Joe Kennedy’s features were absolutely sharp and vivid in the dream—just as if I had been watching a documentary on the Kennedy family.

The big question: if this dream is from the Lord, then what does it mean? I don’t care for the Kennedy clan at all. I have watched one or two documentaries on the Kennedy family or on JFK’s Presidency. In one of the documentaries, Joe Kennedy said that of all his children, Bobby Kennedy was most like him (ruthless?). I used the term “ruthless” because this is how other people have described Bobby Kennedy.

Most of my dreams are symbolic. I believe this dream is symbolic of the Barack Obama Administration. The Kennedy family is symbolic of using money to buy power and influence. The Kennedy clan (Ted and Caroline Kennedy) supported Barack Obama in his bid for the Presidency in 2008. Maybe Barack Obama is getting frustrated with some things—things aren’t going his way.

Before Bobby Kennedy was assassinated, Joe Kennedy was old, white-haired, unable to speak and in a wheel chair. It seemed like the once-powerful Joe Kennedy was now powerless—powerless to stop the assassination of his son, Bobby, and the eventual downfall of the Kennedy political family.

Maybe Barack Obama feels, not only frustrated, but powerless. Maybe this is the beginning of the end of Obama’s Presidency. The Lord is in the process of embarrassing and humiliating Obama. I believe that Obama will be voted out of office in 2012 and that Mitt Romney will be our next President. Obama is most definitely Godless and anti-Christian; the Lord is not with him. I feel sorry for the poor guy; he is blind, deaf and dumb; Obama is way in over his head.

Psalm 33: 6-12: “By the word of the LORD were the heavens made; and all the host of them by the breath of his mouth. He gathereth the waters of the sea together as an heap: he layeth up the depth in storehouses. Let all the earth fear the LORD: let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of him. For he spake, and it was done; he commanded, and it stood fast. The LORD bringeth the counsel of the heathen to nought: he maketh the devices of the people of none effect. The counsel of the LORD standeth for ever, the thoughts of his heart to all generations. Blessed is the nation whose God is the LORD: and the people whom he hath chosen for his own inheritance.”

“The LORD bringeth the counsel of the heathen to nought: he maketh the devices of the people of none effect.”

A Yiddish translation of the above Scripture would read: “Men plan and God laughs.”

Barack Obama and the Media
Obama Will Leave the White House
Obama is Fallen, is Fallen!
A Dream:  Obama’s Fall to Infamy
Dead in the Water
The Death of President Lyndon Johnson
LBJ and the Killing of JFK with Roger Stone

John Piper   11 comments

John Piper

Recently, I read something on Facebook that John Piper wrote concerning this quote:  “Preach the Gospel; if necessary use words.”  Then Piper wrote, “when you feed the poor, sometimes use food.”  Piper was obviously mocking “preach the Gospel; if necessary use words”, a quote attributed to Francis of Assisi.  Piper is an evangelical pastor and author.

“Preach the Gospel; if necessary use words” is powerful and beautiful.  It reminds me of this Scripture:  “For the kingdom of God is not in word, but in power.” (I Corinthians 4: 20)  John Piper will probably never appreciate the fact that our life IS the sermon.  I have met some real idiots who had all kinds of Bible head knowledge and who spoke loudly about their “Christian” faith—but they were horribly shallow and spiritually dead.  It is like watching a three-year-old child splashing around in two inches of water telling the world with a megaphone that he is a world class swimmer or a deep-sea diver.

In my life of obedience to the Lord, I am speaking VOLUMES without even opening my mouth—but I DO speak much about my life in Christ. Back in 1991, the Lord told me to quit going to church on Sundays (I went to church on Sunday for five years—I even preached at a nursing home for a year).  It was such a relief.  My NOT going to church on Sunday is a very powerful sermon against the dead churches in the United States today.  Look at all the shallow, worldly evangellyfish churches in America; look at the devil (Barack Obama) that we have in the White House:  there is clearly a connection.

One of the most powerful things that has ever happened in my life was when my faith healed me of manic-depression (demonic bondage) back in 1986.  I have also been delivered of hundreds of demons since 1988.  How many churches have ever invited me to speak to their congregations about my being healed of manic-depression or of my being delivered of many demons?*  ABSOLUTELY NONE!  No wonder the Lord has had me hitchhike for a living—it is a powerful testimony against the deadbeat church people in America (I am constantly shaking the dust off of my boots).  John Piper would probably kick me out of his church.

I visited this church in Bridger, Montana a few times in my hitchhiking travels.  I sat in that church pew and listened to a spiritually dead non-sermon.  Later, we had a big dinner in the church basement and then we played volleyball all afternoon.  Well, we had food for our bellies and had some physical exercise and entertainment—but no food for the spirit.  And people wonder why I don’t go to church on Sunday?  Some people think they are saved because they memorize Bible verses and reject Christ for a living.

John 5:  39-40:  “Search the scriptures; for in them ye think ye have eternal life: and they are they which testify of me.  And ye will not come to me, that ye might have life.”

II Corinthians 3: 6:  “Who also hath made us able ministers of the new testament; not of the letter, but of the spirit: for the letter killeth, but the spirit giveth life.”

I visited this church in Stites, Idaho a few times.  We were having a casual discussion about some Scriptures when I said, “Let’s wait on the Lord and see what He will reveal to us about this Scripture.”  Immediately, the pastor started yelling at me and rebuked me from the pulpit.  And all these years I thought that the anointing was our only teacher.

I John 2: 27:   “But the anointing which ye have received of him abideth in you, and ye need not that any man teach you: but as the same anointing teacheth you of all things, and is truth, and is no lie, and even as it hath taught you, ye shall abide in him.”

Preach the Gospel; if necessary use words:  it doesn’t say, preach the Gospel and DON’T use words.  If you don’t have any spiritual life in you (through Christ—which means “anointing”), you have nothing to talk about anyway, you have no life to impart to others.  Yes, young Christians can speak about their faith and mature Christians can speak about their faith.  But I have met too many shallow, worldly idiots who preach from proper pulpits who contribute absolutely nothing to the Kingdom of Heaven.

Does Christ or Scripture Rule?
Jesus IS the Word of God
Francis of Assisi
Outside the Camp

Brother Lawrence (1611-1691)
What Happened to John Piper?
James White Rebukes John Piper
My response to John Piper – Lou Engle


*John 3: 31-32:  “He that cometh from above is above all: he that is of the earth is earthly, and speaketh of the earth: he that cometh from heaven is above all.  And what he hath seen and heard, that he testifieth; and no man receiveth his testimony.”


By Tim Shey

Brutal deathdance;
My eyes weep blood.
Pharisees smile like vipers,
They laugh and mock their venom:
Blind snakes leading
The deaf and dumb multitude.

Where are my friends?
The landscape is dry and desolate.
They have stretched my shredded body
On this humiliating tree.

The hands that healed
And the feet that brought good news
They have pierced
With their fierce hatred.

The man-made whip
That opened up my back
Preaches from a proper pulpit.
They sit in comfort:
That vacant-eyed congregation.
The respected, demon-possessed reverend
Forks his tongue
Scratching itchy ears
While Cain bludgeons
Abel into silence.

My flesh in tattered pieces
Clots red and cold and sticks
To the rough-hewn timber
That props up my limp, vertical carcase
Between heaven and earth.
My life drips and puddles
Below my feet,
As I gaze down dizzily
On merciless eyes and dagger teeth.

The chapter-and-versed wolves
Jeer and taunt me.
Their sheepwool clothing
Is stained black with the furious violence
Of their heart of stone.
They worship me in lip service,
But I confess,
I never knew them
(Though they are my creation).

My tongue tastes like ashes:
It sticks to the roof of my mouth.
I am so thirsty.
This famine is too much for me.
The bulls of Bashan have bled me white.
Papa, into your hands
I commend my Spirit.

February/March 1997
Iowa State University

Genesis 49: 10: “The scepter shall not depart from Judah, nor a lawgiver from between his feet until Shiloh come; and unto him shall the gathering of the people be.”

Samson: A One-Man Wrecking Crew   2 comments

Samson with the jawbone of an ass

Judges 13: 3-5: “And the angel of the Lord appeared unto the woman, and said unto her, Behold now, thou art barren, and bearest not: but thou shalt conceive, and bear a son. Now therefore beware, I pray thee, and drink not wine nor strong drink, and eat not any unclean thing: For, lo, thou shalt conceive, and bear a son; and no razor shall come on his head: for the child shall be a Nazirite unto God from the womb: and he shall begin to deliver Israel out of the hand of the Philistines.”

Judges 13: 25: “And the Spirit of the Lord began to move him at times in the camp of Dan between Zorah and Eshtaol.”

Judges 14: 4: “But his father and his mother knew not that it was of the Lord, that he sought an occasion against the Philistines: for at that time the Philistines had dominion over Israel.” Here is the Sovereignty of God. In God’s economy, He uses EVERYBODY to effect His will in the earth–believers and unbelievers. Believers should know this, but unbelievers don’t have a clue. The Lord uses us even when we think our lives have no impact on others. God’s thoughts are higher than our thoughts.

Judges 14: 5-6: “Then went Samson down, and his father and his mother, to Timnath: and, behold, a young lion roared against him. And the Spirit of the Lord came mightily upon him, and he rent him as he would have rent a kid, and he had nothing in his hand: but he told not his father or his mother what he had done.”

Judges 14: 19: “And the Spirit of the Lord came upon him, and he went down to Ashkelon, and slew thirty men of them, and took their spoil, and gave change of garments unto them which expounded the riddle. And his anger was kindled, and he went up to his father’s house.”

Judges 15: 14-17: “And when he came unto Lehi, the Philistines shouted against him: and the Spirit of the Lord came mightily upon him, and the cords that were upon his arms became as flax that was burnt with fire, and his bands loosed from off his hands. And he found a new jawbone of an ass, and put forth his hand, and took it, and slew a thousand men therewith. And Samson said, With the jawbone of an ass, heaps upon heaps, with the jaw of an ass have I slain a thousand men. And it came to pass, when he had made an end of speaking, that he cast away the jawbone out of his hand, and called that place Ramath-lehi.”

Physical warfare in the Old Testament is a foreshadowing of spiritual warfare in the New Testament.

When the Holy Ghost fell on Samson, he had the power to physically subdue the enemies of Israel. When the Holy Ghost falls on a Blood-washed believer in Jesus Christ, he has the power to confuse and remove satanic strongholds (e.g. principalities and powers of darkness) in heaven and earth (Hebrews 12: 26: “Whose voice then shook the earth: but now he hath promised, saying, Yet once more I shake not the earth only, but also heaven.”). He also has the power to deliver himself and others from demonic bondage.

Wherever the Lord positions you in the earth, that is where His Spirit will flow through you, so that He can use you like the jawbone of an ass to defeat satanic strongholds. In the Old Testament, the jawbone of an ass was an object; in the New Testament, the jawbone of an ass is a subject. If you abide in Christ, you are the subject, you are “the jawbone of an ass” that the Lord uses to subdue His enemies in heaven and earth. See the Hebrew word paga (below).

All of this Holy Ghost Warfare (intercession) is predicated on obedience to the Lord.

Paga (Intercession)
God’s battle axe
The Spirit of might

Nobody (2021) film

Dubois, Wyoming   3 comments

Bighorn rams, Whiskey Mountain, near Dubois, Wyoming.

Bighorn rams, Whiskey Mountain, near Dubois, Wyoming

[8 June 2010]

I got dropped off here in Dubois, Wyoming earlier this afternoon. I will spend some time here at the library typing some things up and then camp out by the river tonight. God willing, I will head to Riverton tomorrow.

This is a popular saying in Wyoming: “There are two seasons in Wyoming: winter and road construction.”

There was some road construction as I walked north out of Jackson this morning. Looks like there will be road construction on U.S. 26 between Moran Junction and Dubois later this month. Without road construction we will be a people no more. Road construction is the basis of a sound economy–transportation of goods and national defense. The Romans built roads all over their empire. At one time, all roads led to Rome. Later, all roads led to London. Now, all roads lead to Dubois, Wyoming.

Road construction is eternal.


Luke 9: 58: “And Jesus said unto him, Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.”

“The Son of man hath not where to lay his head.”

Sounds like the Son of man had no certain dwelling place. Reminds me of someone I know very well.

If I have money, I will get a motel room. I made some money working for some friends out west, so a motel room is well within my grasp–till the money runs out.

I have slept in abandoned cars, barns, hay stacks, corn stacks, under bridges, homes under construction, homes under slow deconstruction (abandoned), fields, pastures, city parks and what have you. The Lord helps me find places to sleep: “The earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof.”

I have slept in post offices and in a couple of truck stops. I also have a two-man tent that I use whenever I can. I have stayed in missions and shelters and slept under trees. A hitchhiker has to get his sleep somehow.

I once slept in a pickup near these railroad tracks in a small town in Nebraska. I woke up and walked to U.S. 30 and started thumbing for a ride. A half hour later, some guy walked up to the pickup and drove off with it. I am glad that I didn’t sleep in that morning.

I am sure that someday the Lord will let me settle down some place. It doesn’t really matter where–I am pretty flexible. It doesn’t matter where I lay my head . . . as long as I abide in the powerful Presence of God (Zion).

Zion is my home.

God’s Protection in Battle
Tim Shey Hitchhiking in Western Wyoming
Chance Phelps

Eastern Idaho and Oswald Chambers   3 comments

Eastern Idaho

[7 June 2010]

I am now in eastern Idaho with some friends probably till the rain passes. I got rained on pretty well while I was hitchhiking between Pocatello and Idaho Falls. It has been a rainy spring here in Idaho and in California. It could be raining for the next few days.

I saw this in the daily devotional that I love to read: My Utmost For His Highest by Oswald Chambers:

“The disciple who abides in Jesus is the will of God, and his apparently free choices are God’s fore-ordained decrees. Mysterious? Logically contradictory and absurd? Yes, but a glorious truth to a saint.”

I have always said that if I ever got stuck on a desert island, I would want a King James Bible and My Utmost For His Highest with me. Oswald Chambers is one of those great gifts to mankind that come around maybe once every one hundred years. He lived a short life (I believe he died at the age of 43), but he contributed so much to the Kingdom of Heaven. It was also providential that his wife, Biddy, was an excellent stenographer, so she was able to write down his teachings in short hand and later have his books published.

The more we die to self, the more we can see God and know God and do His will for our lives. I am a bond-slave of Jesus Christ and I am here to obey Him–even though it seems crazy where He leads me at times. We who abide in Christ, live in God’s economy and not man’s economy.

“Not my will, but Thine be done.”

Quotes from Thomas Jefferson   10 comments

Thomas Jefferson

[20 May 2010]

These are some quotes from Thomas Jefferson. It looks like Jefferson is describing the United States in 2010:

“When we get piled upon one another in large cities, as in Europe, we shall become as corrupt as Europe.”

“The democracy will cease to exist when you take away from those who are willing to work and give to those who would not.”

“It is incumbent on every generation to pay its own debts as it goes. A principle which if acted on would save one-half the wars of the world.”

“I predict future happiness for Americans if they can prevent the government from wasting the labors of the people under the pretense of taking care of them.”

“My reading of history convinces me that most bad government results from too much government.”

“No free man shall ever be debarred the use of arms.”

“The strongest reason for the people to retain the right to keep and bear arms is, as a last resort, to protect themselves against tyranny in government.”

“The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.”

“To compel a man to subsidize with his taxes the propagation of ideas which he disbelieves and abhors is sinful and tyrannical.”

Thomas Jefferson said in 1802:

“I believe that banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies. If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around the banks will deprive the people of all property–until their children wake-up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered.”

The International (2009 film)


The motto on New Hampshire license plates reads: “Live Free or Die.” I wish we all had New Hampshire license plates.

Shays’ Rebellion and the U.S. Constitution
Keep Your Powder Dry
The Battle of Athens, Tennessee
Born Fighting:  How the Scots-Irish Shaped America by James Webb
The Mystery of the “Stranger” at the Signing of the Declaration
Quote of the Day
The Future in Hindsight
Does a Spiritual Yet Political Trend link the USA with Britain?
Is Capitalism Moral?
A Dream about Donald Trump

Has Trump surrendered or conceived the most brilliant trap against the New World Order?

Men Plan and God Laughs   2 comments

Jesus Laughing

Dreams from the LORD 2007-2010
19 April 2010

For the past few nights I have been staying at Kim and Pat’s place in Stites, Idaho. Kim and I have been cutting up a number of logs on his portable band saw. We have been cutting up white pine, yellow pine and red fir and making it into boards for himself and for some of his customers.

Today I noticed in the Sunday Lewiston Tribune (18 April) these headlines on the front page: “Ash may hover for days over Europe”; “Volcanic eruption in Iceland continues to snarl world plans.”

In today’s Lewiston Tribune: “European airlines are becoming impatient”; “Hundreds of millions of dollars being lost each day as volcano in Iceland continues to disrupt air traffic.”

The Lord really knows how to slow people down. God’s thoughts are higher than our thoughts; our plans are not necessarily His plans.

Here is an old Yiddish proverb: “Men plan and God laughs.”

[I first saw the above Yiddish phrase on A guy named Redford had it on his posts.]

Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD)   4 comments

Dreams from the LORD 2007-2010
8 November 2009

“I am a vet of the new ‘War on Terror’. I came home in 2003. I was in 10th mountain division. We would kick down doors and secure Baghdad. We interviewed over 3000 prisoners in northern Afghanistan. Which by the way, for the record, 45% of those I interviewed I deemed a non-combatant. But each one was taken as if they were Al-Qaeda. We were in 40+ firefights and I and my brothers killed hundreds of combatants. I still cry for each and every one of them. I served as a marksman and was constantly deployed on missions with a spotter to scout ahead of my group by a days travel. We were sitting tight in a hole that we dug behind a ruined structure (pre-war damage) and we were very well covered. At around 2100 we received word that a group of mortars and 15 or so combatants were rallied inside the small village we were watching. While we were aware of the combatants wandering around the town earlier, we didn’t know about the mortar team. Around 2130 a UAV flew overhead at around 1500 feet which is ridiculously low for standard flight. Later we would learn that supposedly the craft was having trouble with its throttle/speed controler. Well, needless to say it brought some attention to the skies and excited the people in the village. We figure they must have figured they were surrounded and being attacked because of the unfriendly craft. They immediately began to pound the skies with bullets trying to hit the craft as it passed overhead. They also began to randomly fire mortars to evoke a reaction from a hidden enemy that wasn’t there… except me and Chris in our hole.  At around 2215 the mortars started getting a touch close to our position and we radioed for clearance to relocate. No such movement was allowed as it would endanger the surprise of our quickly advancing column of tanks and humvees and loose infantry. Well we held tight as best we can, but it wasn’t tight enough… We were terrified… We knew that at any minute a mortar was going to hit close by or right on us and that would be it. The column was still 45 minutes out. I was at one end of our 4dx3wx5l hole and Chris was at the other watching our right flank. All of a sudden a loud WHOOP hit and I could feel the heat of the blast but I was dizzy with the concussive blow I just suffered… The WHOOP was a mortar that had hit the ruined building in front of us and muffled the explosion. I was blasted by small bits of concrete and sand. I turned to grab the radio and call in our dilemma to command, but to my horror, I found Chris slumped forward at the edge of the hole. I scurried over our equipment to him and pulled him back to me to see if he was just unconcious or worse. It was worse… He had evidently been hit square in the face by a chunk of concrete with rebar in it. The concrete had hit him and a piece of rebar had punctured his head from just below the temple. It was still bleeding when I held him in my arms watching his life leave him. I cried, I screamed internally knowing out loud would get me killed. I was terrified and alone. I have to admit that I had bowel problems that night… It was more than terrifying. I got back to post breathing heavily after crying out to command for help and an answer. The column didn’t arrive for 3 hours because of a fake IED. It was me and the body of my partner alone thousands of miles away from home. If I got hit,, we would perish in the rubble potentially never to be found by troops. In that desert there’s no where to run even if I could. I had no options but to be as strong as I could and hold the vigil down until help arrived. Because of the column being stuck and all air support having been shifted far to the west, I couldn’t even get an evac, and because it was blind fire, command felt we weren’t in enough danger. Hold your position and wait for Battle Group Sigma to arrive. I was brought back to the greenzone, debriefed and sent to the field hospital for evaluation. I couldn’t stop shaking and I cried every moment I was reminded of what happened. Eventually they classified me as having PTSD. I was ordered to take some stupid scripts (that they still haven’t covered) for the depression and PTSD. I often times am caught staring off into space oblivious of whats around me because I am lost in dreamlike memories. I once in a while see flashbacks of our battles like dreams overlaid on reality of what I’m seeing right then. I don’t wig out or go crazy… I sometimes will shed a tear for no apparent reason or tend to sigh deeply a lot. It still feels like a part of me was ripped out and so I think my sighing is a bit of depression or from the sense of loss… I dunno…But if you speak to anyone who has served as a marksman or even as infantry your spotter and you squadmates are your brothers… closer than anyone could possibly be. We knew each other down to the craziest details… what color crayola I preferred for instance… He was closer to me than any woman has ever been… And don’t even give any Brokeback BS… it wasn’t like that… He was my brother… an extention of me… He held my head when I got hit by flying debris back in Afghanistan. I had a concussion for 3 days and he spent every meal break he had those three days to come sit with me and talk and make sure I recovered. I miss him more than most people I’ve ever known. I’m sure that my brotherhood with him is quite akin to what it must be like for two travelers on the rails or roads. I have never stopped truly blaming myself for not switching posts when we were supposed to. He was brought home and his family received a paltry sum of 5 grand to cover the burial… He was cremated because his parents couldn’t afford a burial plot or head stone and wanted to keep him with them safe rather than bury him in an unfamiliar plot away from his family. His mother says she will be buried with him that way his family is close together the way it should be. It should have been me… But it wasn’t and I owe it to him to live a life thats more than sitting in an office. If he wasnt sitting there where he was I would have most likely taken the hit. I live today and he paid for my right to live today. He was well traveled and loved his homestate of Texas. I owe it to him to do what he can’t.

“He used to talk for hours about riding his motorcycle for days through Utah and Nevada and South Dakota… He loved to camp and he could party with the best of them. He was always kind to everyone he met even our enemies over there. He respected and appreciated the cop that would pull him over… He got a ticket, but his outlook was that if he got it then maybe the next guy would miss the cop… I know that if he and my grandfather were alive today me him and my grandfather would have already been hanging around with you guys out an about the world… So when you meet me out there and I’m a bit sullen at times or I shed a tear in the most beautiful of moments just remember its just me visiting with ghosts who couldn’t physically be there. But to that same reasoning…. When you meet me… you’ll be meeting me and the memory of two others who would have loved the travel life and I’m gonna share their compassion and appreciation of travel with all you whom I meet (that aren’t dangerous).”

“I’ve rambled on long enough… if you’ve read it this far… thank’s for the time to listen… be well and I’ll see you sometime soon and we’ll have a drink.”

–30 November 2007
Author: flysouth (

(The preceding passage was published on

Tears of a Warrior
Freedom to Bear Arms
Carrying the Gun
The Walking Wounded–PTSD from Ancient Greece to Afghanistan

Ronald Speirs:  Absolute Legend


flysouth is an American hero. I am grateful for the great work of U.S. Military personnel in fighting Muslim terrorists (the Taliban and Al-Qaeda) in Afghanistan and Iraq. Sometimes you have to kill a lot of bad guys to free the slaves of Muslim extremism. God bless President George W. Bush and the U.S. Military.

The Jerry Shey Family
A Conversation with a Vietnam Veteran
Obedience: The Bondage Breaker
Mental Cases
Chris Kyle:  An American Hero
The Spirit of Trauma
Feeling Overwhelmed:  it’s a PTSD thing
“An abnormal reaction to an abnormal situation is normal behavior.”
— Man’s Search for Meaning by Viktor E. Frankl M.D., Ph.D., World War 2 Holocaust Survivor

New Testament Circumcision   24 comments

Dreams from the LORD 2007-2010
24 June 2009

Genesis 17: 10-11: “This is my covenant, which ye shall keep, between me and you and thy seed after thee; Every man child among you shall be circumcised. And ye shall circumcise the flesh of your foreskin; and it shall be a token of the covenant betwixt me and you.” (Old Testament Circumcision)

Mark 1: 23-26:  “And there was in their synagogue a man with an unclean spirit; and he cried out,   Saying, Let us alone; what have we to do with thee, thou Jesus of Nazareth? art thou come to destroy us? I know thee who thou art, the Holy One of God.   And Jesus rebuked him, saying, Hold thy peace, and come out of him.   And when the unclean spirit had torn him, and cried with a loud voice, he came out of him.”

Mark 9: 25-26:  “When Jesus saw that the people came running together, he rebuked the foul spirit, saying unto him, Thou dumb and deaf spirit, I charge thee, come out of him, and enter no more into him.   And the spirit cried, and rent him sore, and came out of him: and he was as one dead; insomuch that many said, He is dead.”

Acts 7: 51: “Ye stiffnecked and uncircumcised in heart and ears, ye do always resist the Holy Ghost: as your fathers did, so do ye.”

Romans 2: 28-29: “For he is not a Jew, which is one outwardly; neither is that circumcision, which is outward in the flesh: But he is a Jew, which is one inwardly; and circumcision is that of the heart, in the spirit, and not in the letter; whose praise is not of men, but of God.”

Philippians 3: 3: “For we are the circumcision, which worship God in the spirit, and rejoice in Christ Jesus, and have no confidence in the flesh.”

Hebrews 4: 12: “For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.”

Revelation 2: 24: “But unto you I say, and unto the rest in Thyatira, as many as have not this doctrine, and which have not known the depths of Satan, as they speak; I will put upon you none other burden.”

(The physical in the Old Testament is a foreshadowing of the spiritual in the New Testament)

Delivering someone from demons or casting out demons is New Testament Circumcision. I have gone through at least six deliverance sessions where demons were cast out of my body. Within a week or so, my body (or parts of my body) became very sore. This soreness may last from twenty-four hours up to three weeks, in my experience. When you obey the Lord, demons sometimes will come out of your body. The Lord may glorify (rapture) your body and then demons may come out of your body.

Rapture is spiritual, NOT physical. There is no such thing as a bodily rapture out of this planet. Rapture is when the Lord glorifies your body–it is an intense Holy Fire or Presence of God. In my case, this glorification is so intense it feels like my eyeballs are going to burn out of their sockets; it is almost painful.

Demons can dwell in your body and in your soul (i.e., soul ties and generational curses). I do not believe that a demon can inhabit the spirit of a Christian. The spirit is the Holy of Holies of a Christian. The soul and the body are the inner court and outer court of the Christian, respectively. A Christian can be demonized, but NOT possessed by a demon.

The more the Christian dies to self, the more the Christian becomes purified. Demons hate selfless Christians. Demons do not want to dwell in the body of a Christian who obeys the Lord.


“If you want to overcome the whole world, overcome yourself.”

–Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Obedience:  The Bondage Breaker
What Can’t Kill You Will Only Make You Stronger
A Parable About Lukewarm, American Christianity
What is Christian Demonology?
Consulting mediums and spiritists

Basic self deliverance
A Deeper Deliverance

Classic Demon Possession
Levels of Spiritual Warfare
Robert Murray M’Cheyne

A Stubborn Demon Manifested and came out of a woman on a Zoom call

Genesis:  Garments from the Garden of God – Trey Smith

Demons Are Real – Derek Prince

Sleeping on a Stack of Lumber in Columbus, Montana   Leave a comment

Columbus, Montana

Dreams from the LORD 2007-2010
2 January 2009

Yesterday I hitchhiked from Belgrade to Columbus, Montana. I slept on a lift of lumber in a shed at the Timberweld place last night. The stack of lumber I slept on was three lifts high; the stack in front of me was four lifts high, so I was well-hidden from anybody at ground level.

This morning around eight o’clock I heard some people talking in the shed that I was in. There were two men and one woman. They were taking inventory. When they got near to where I was sleeping, this one guy climbed up a ladder to read off the numbers to the lady below.

Then the guy on the ladder saw my shaving kit and my shoes. “Hey, I see something,” he said.

“What is it?” the other guy asked.

“I don’t know. Let me get my flashlight.” He shined the flashlight on my things and said, “I see a pair of shoes.”

The other guy asked, “Do you see a blanket? We had a guy sleeping in here a while back. If you see anybody up there, apologize [for waking him up] and move on to the next stack.”

That’s when I spoke up. “Hey, I’m up here. I’ll get out as soon as I can.” I had been eating some bread and peanut butter for breakfast.

The guy on the ladder said, “That’s all right.”

The two men and the woman continued with their work.

After I packed up my things in my backpack, I jumped down from my sleeping berth and walked over to the man and woman doing inventory—the other guy had walked off to some other place. We spoke for a little while; the lady said that it had gotten down to 18 degrees F last night. I stayed nice and warm on the stack of lumber. I then walked across the railroad tracks to a convenience store to get a cup of coffee.

I will head south to Red Lodge later this morning and then mosey into Wyoming.

Posted August 1, 2012 by Tim Shey in Uncategorized

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