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The Lord Will Judge the Lukewarm Church in America   4 comments

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Dreams from the LORD 2011-2015
27 May 2015

Last night I had a disturbing dream.  In the dream, I was working for this guy that I know in Idaho.  (I have stayed with he and his family many times over the years in my hitchhiking travels.  He is a lukewarm Christian.)  I was working with him and his hired man in what looked like an amphitheater.  We were working on the top row of seats and the hired man had his hand outstretched holding onto this wooden panel.  As he was leaning on the wooden panel, the lukewarm Christian pulled a lever and the panel dropped down.  The hired man lost his balance and fell seventy feet to the concrete storm drain below.  I quickly ran to where the hired man fell over the back of the amphitheater and looked down.  I could see the hired man’s body crumpled lifeless on the storm drain.  It looked like the man was dead:  he had massive head and neck injuries and there was blood all over his upper torso.  I yelled for help and eventually an emergency medical team came and extracted the body from the amphitheater.  I later learned that the hired man did not die, but was severely injured.

In this dream, the lukewarm Christian represents the lukewarm church in the United States.  The hired man, of course, is an hireling (John 10: 11-13*) and he works for the lukewarm church.  Before the hired man fell and was injured, he was leaning on a wooden panel (wood, hay and stubble—I Corinthians 3: 12-13**—lukewarm Christianity—it will be exposed and consumed by the Holy Ghost Fire).  True Christianity is built on the foundation of gold, silver and precious stones: you have to dig deep for gold, silver and precious stones; wood, hay and stubble are easily obtainable (at ground level, superficial) and ultimately worthless.

The hired man was working in an amphitheater.  The amphitheater represents worldly entertainment; many churches in the United States are into worldly entertainment.  The amphitheater also reminds me of ancient Greek and Roman amphitheaters:  Greek philosophy and Roman engineering are not the same thing as Jesus and Him Crucified or the Gospel preached in the power of the Holy Ghost.

The hired man did not die, but was severely injured.  I believe this means that the Lord will definitely judge the lukewarm church in America—there will be much damage to the church, but it will survive.  Hopefully, after experiencing God’s wrath, the hired man and other lukewarm Christians will turn back to the Lord and not to man-made religion (Greco-Roman, so to speak).  In God’s wrath, there is both punishment and redemption.

*John 10: 11-13:  “I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep.  But he that is an hireling, and not the shepherd, whose own the sheep are not, seeth the wolf coming, and leaveth the sheep, and fleeth: and the wolf catcheth them, and scattereth the sheep.  The hireling fleeth, because he is an hireling, and careth not for the sheep.”

**I Corinthians 3: 12-13:  “Now if any man build upon this foundation gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, stubble;  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.”

A Parable About Lukewarm, American Christianity
Overcome With Great Sorrow
Shiloh
America’s Only Hope
Please Do Not Get That Tattoo!
The Prophetic Voice
To Tattoo or Not to Tattoo
Mene Mene Tekel Upharsin
How the Lord Will Protect the Righteous When America is Attacked
Dream Warning–Judgment
A Christian Cult

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Presbyterian Church in Jackson, Wyoming   5 comments

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Presbyterian Church of Jackson Hole

 

Pastor Paul Hayden compromises to please man

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Jackson, Wyoming
Jacksonites, Yours is a Bloody City
Jackson Hole News and Guide
A Dream about the Presbyterian Church in Jackson, Wyoming

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Shiloh
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.

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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.”