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"I'M SENDING YOU INTO THE WOLVES DEN," He said.
The Lord had been pulling at my spirit to go to this church. I had been there 10 yrs. ago and recognized the worldliness in charge there. I went for Him. The church is in the distance and I hear, "I am sending you into the wolves den." I said, "oh Lord, what are you doing? I came here to find you." He said, "And ye shall find me. My people are in trouble and they need my help. They will not receive you because they have not received Him who sent you. Fear not; for I AM with thee." Little did I know how great the journey would be. However, I knew God is in control. Amen.
I pull in, as I look at the church, I see a giant bridle bit across the doors. I get out, my feet are running out from under me. I approach the door and reins appear on the bridle bit. I step across the threshold and God shows me His massive hand has picked this church up and He is now turning this church. I knew in my heart this was going to be quite an experience. It felt as though I had entered a dead man's coffin. I confessed God had sent me. I come in the name of the Lord.
Their worldly preacher spoke of coon dogs and going fishing. Very little about the Lord and a whole lot about himself. God encouraged me to go to the front. He encouraged me to repent and confess to the congregation my sinful walk in the world. I did as I was commanded. I remember saying, "We as Christians have failed miserable." My tears so thick I could not see the people sitting on the pew. Their worldly preacher, who is standing beside me, rocks back on his heals and says, "Yes, we as Christians have failed miserably, we have a black man for President." I could not believe what I heard. Did he really just say that? Oh, Lord have mercy.
So my journey in the "wolves den" begins. Many things happened within those walls. I would come in singing on Sunday mornings. The preacher and his wife's wicked spirits would come against me. I would laugh inside my spirit and weep and cry out to God for them when I returned home. One Sunday morning, a very wealthy lady stood up to give testimony. Her and her husband had went to Walmart and there was a man holding a sign "NEED FOOD". She said, "It wasn't food he wanted." I could see her scoffing him as her and her husband drove on past him in their fancy Buick. I was encouraged by God to stand up. I said, "If you have done it to one of the least of these, my children, ye have done it unto me. When a person, with the means, pass someone by, they not only slap God in the face but they pass up a perfectly good opportunity to witness for God." I sat back down. I could feel the fiery darts coming my way. I did not care. If God be for you, who can be against you. Amen.
On December 31, 2012, the church gathered to sing. Yes, I was there. The same woman stands up to give testimony. She said, "I don't know why some people keep coming back even when they know they ain't wanted." Lord have mercy. My heart wept for her. God encouraged me to stand up. I said, "God is able to make you stand." I kept going back, even though, it had gotten to the point I would go in after Sunday morning service and say, "Lord, I am not going back up there. I am not going to do it." Sunday morning would roll around and I would be there. God had not released me from this terrible place.
CHURCH INFESTED WITH SIN
Sunday morning at 6 a.m. the Holy Spirit rolled me out of bed. I was immediately in the Spirit. Tongues springing out of me; beyond my control. I wondered, what is going on? I had been through much at this church, already, for His names sake. The preacher was very worldly. He was self righteous, filled with pride, and double minded. A double minded man is unstable in all his ways. Four hours now, the Spirit had been speaking with God. I knew this Sunday morning service would be quite different, but I had no clue what was about to occur. God is in control. Amen.
Service started and they start singing. The Lord directed me to go to the front to pray. I tried to stand with hands in the air. He said, "You will humble yourself before my throne." My knees hit the floor. I was in pray, myself thanking God, and tongues speaking to Him. I heard a voice in my ear say, "Remember, I will not put more on you than you can bare." All of a sudden, this weight came across my back and across my shoulders. It pushed my face into the floor. I kept trying to push myself up with my hands and it got heavier. Quietly, I said, "Lord, what is that? What is that?" He said, "How does that feel? Jesus felt the entire weight of the world sins on Him. You felt one little church with a handful of people. How does it feel?" I started crying to Him, "Father, forgive them. They know not what they do." Like I said, quietly, this was going on between me and the Lord.
Things quieted down for a moment, and I was thanking God for His wonderful revelation. Their worldly preacher comes up under my arm, and he is pulling at me, very forcefully, dragging me off the throne of Grace, washing God's feet with my tears. I cried, "Lord, what do I do?" In the quiet of my spirit I heard, "Go with him." I got up and turned around. The handful of people in the congregation was sitting there with their faces buried in the floor. They could not even look up at me. He drag me on to a back room. He told me, "I was listening to the other guy." He told me, "I had a devil spirit." I told him, "We do not wrestle with flesh and blood," he cut me off, he said, "but we do wrestle with flesh and blood as we are flesh and blood." Oh Lord have mercy. I was basically in the floor on my knees trying to make eye contact with this man. His face was looking at the floor. He could not look me in the eye and continued to blasphemy my Lord. I started getting mad. I said, "This conversation is over." And I went back to the pew and sit down.
Just a short time, here he came. He is shaking his finger in my face and screaming at me. "You get your head out of the clouds and into the lesson!" God had ahold of me. If I had been flesh.....God forbid. Man trying to preach when he has not been anointed to do so, is a very sad sight. I had taken a lady with me that had not been in a church in 20 yrs. She leaned over and said, "You are so full of the spirit, they can't stand it." I simply shuck my head yes. She maintained her composure while we sat thru the rest of service. I was taking her home she broke down. She said, "I can't believe they treated you like that." She had me pull over she felt sick. She said, "You were doing nothing wrong." I calmly talked her thru it. I said, "Honey, pray for them. Don't speak against them. Pray for them. They need it." She said, "I can't believe I just seen that." I said, "Janie, God is in control. I am o.k. See me, I am o.k." I told her about what happened to me while I was on the floor. She was beginning to understand. I told her, "I had to go through that. Don't cry for me, cry for them. And, pray for them."
OBLIGATION TO THE BROTHERHOOD
The Lord lead me in the Word what was going to take place next. I had already had one on one with the man when he took me to the back, but I decided to give him a one on one again. He would not receive me. He told me, "I was in his way." I replied, "Yes, in man's way. I was not in God's way." He slammed the church door in my face. This happened after a Sunday morn service and he followed me out. I had been talking with a brother who did the Sunday school bible reading, he was very young in the Holy Spirit. However, he was the only one in there that would speak up for me. He didn't feel so alone while I was there. I told him on a phone conversation what I was going to do, and he agreed to go with me. When your brother will not receive you take one or two more that every word be established.
The preacher came through the door on Sunday morning and was in my brothers face, shaking his finger at him. This is when I told the preacher I needed to have another conference with him. He said fine, until he realized that my brother Rick was going to be present too. I asked a woman to attend the meeting, but she wanted nothing to do with it. She was scared. I could see it in her eyes. The preacher threw up his arms, started singing "Amazing Grace" trying to get the church involved in his efforts. They sat there and said nothing. He said, "well, let's just go before the church." I told him that was fine with me, if he wanted to skip the second step. He threw a fit like a 2 yr. old would throw. Everybody filed out of the church and left.
I am standing in the isle with my bible in my hand and his wife says, "Look what you did! You did this!" She proceeded to tell me she knew all about my addictions. I said, "Yes, I am an addict for God." "I know what you are," she scoffed. I said, "Be careful of that judgment, least ye be judged." She clamped her lips tight. I said, "I have not been getting fed here listening about coon dogs and going fishing. I have been getting fed at home." She said, "You need to go home and get fed, and stay there." I asked her, "Are you saying I am not worthy to serve the Lord?" She informed me she had been sitting on that bench for 60 yrs. I told her, "You can sit on that bench a 100 yrs. and die and go to hell." She stormed out. They locked down the church for one month. When it opened back up, yes, I was there. However, the worldly preacher and his wife only came now the last Sunday of the month.
One Sunday morning, I was getting ready to go, the Lord told me to anoint myself with oil. He guided me in the process, my head, eyes, ears, mouth, heart and feet. He had told me the evening before and had tried to prepare me to silence this man's mouth. For how long shall he pervert the Word of God. Everyone, except my brother Rick and his wife, shunned me. The preacher and his wife came in and did not bother to greet me or shake my hand. His spirit snarled and growled at me. He tried to sing, "Amazing Grace" and could not remember the words. He started over like seven time and gave up. Everyone got off the stage but him. I looked and I saw a black veil placed over this preacher. Then another grey mist fell upon the entire congregation. Oh, Lord, I thought, what is that? I kept waiting for the Lord to give me the go ahead to bind the man's lips. I waited and waited. Nothing.
When I got home I cried out to God and wept horribly for the people. I inquired about the black veil and the Lord lead me to the scripture of Jude. He pointed out verse 13 like it was highlighted. I wept for the preacher. What he had done to me wasn't the issue, however, blasphemy of the Holy Ghost was the issue. God will not forgive a person for blasphemy of the Holy Ghost. I continue to go back and they sat in darkness with no wisdom or understanding. I wept for them and prayed for them. One woman came to me, kneeled down and said, "I love you." However, she was still very silent. Brother Rick tried to talk a little about what went on and they shut him down. Then came the last Sunday of the month. Yes, I was there. The preacher tried to sing, tried to preach. He couldn't He tried to hide himself from me by using another pew sitter as a shield so he couldn't see me look at him. I would rock to one side and he would step back where the person was blocking me again. I got home from service and I heard the Holy Spirit, "There will be no more shedding of innocent blood." Praise God, I have been released.
I heard they have gotten themselves a new preacher. God is still turning that church. However, they will sit in their darkness, until they shall say, "Blessed is he that comes in the name of the Lord." The Lord has been dealing with me about going back up there. He knows I will not go for me, but I will go if HE sends me. Amen
I learned and grew so much at that church full of hypocrites. God has let me know He did not have to give me the o.k. to bind that man's lips. All I had to do was step out in faith and He will take it from there. All I had to do was speak and believe. Amen. Faith without works is dead. God has taught me the church made with hands is "of this world". They continue to follow their fathers (little f) traditions, speaking the doctrines of men. They go chase after this world's goods and treasures and money, just like the rest of the world. The door on your church is not the open door. JESUS the CHRIST of GOD is the door. HE is the way, the truth, and the life. I have been reborn into HIM. Now, He is sending me forth. Just as HE walked, I am to walk. Praise God, He has shown me the way, the truth, and the life. I am being sent forth to give this wisdom and understanding to those who will receive me. I just plant the seed; God gives the increase. Amen. My life is not my own; it belongs to God. Amen.
ALL praise, honor, and glory be to God. Amen.
The Lord had been pulling at my spirit to go to this church. I had been there 10 yrs. ago and recognized the worldliness in charge there. I went for Him. The church is in the distance and I hear, "I am sending you into the wolves den." I said, "oh Lord, what are you doing? I came here to find you." He said, "And ye shall find me. My people are in trouble and they need my help. They will not receive you because they have not received Him who sent you. Fear not; for I AM with thee." Little did I know how great the journey would be. However, I knew God is in control. Amen.
I pull in, as I look at the church, I see a giant bridle bit across the doors. I get out, my feet are running out from under me. I approach the door and reins appear on the bridle bit. I step across the threshold and God shows me His massive hand has picked this church up and He is now turning this church. I knew in my heart this was going to be quite an experience. It felt as though I had entered a dead man's coffin. I confessed God had sent me. I come in the name of the Lord.
Their worldly preacher spoke of coon dogs and going fishing. Very little about the Lord and a whole lot about himself. God encouraged me to go to the front. He encouraged me to repent and confess to the congregation my sinful walk in the world. I did as I was commanded. I remember saying, "We as Christians have failed miserable." My tears so thick I could not see the people sitting on the pew. Their worldly preacher, who is standing beside me, rocks back on his heals and says, "Yes, we as Christians have failed miserably, we have a black man for President." I could not believe what I heard. Did he really just say that? Oh, Lord have mercy.
So my journey in the "wolves den" begins. Many things happened within those walls. I would come in singing on Sunday mornings. The preacher and his wife's wicked spirits would come against me. I would laugh inside my spirit and weep and cry out to God for them when I returned home. One Sunday morning, a very wealthy lady stood up to give testimony. Her and her husband had went to Walmart and there was a man holding a sign "NEED FOOD". She said, "It wasn't food he wanted." I could see her scoffing him as her and her husband drove on past him in their fancy Buick. I was encouraged by God to stand up. I said, "If you have done it to one of the least of these, my children, ye have done it unto me. When a person, with the means, pass someone by, they not only slap God in the face but they pass up a perfectly good opportunity to witness for God." I sat back down. I could feel the fiery darts coming my way. I did not care. If God be for you, who can be against you. Amen.
On December 31, 2012, the church gathered to sing. Yes, I was there. The same woman stands up to give testimony. She said, "I don't know why some people keep coming back even when they know they ain't wanted." Lord have mercy. My heart wept for her. God encouraged me to stand up. I said, "God is able to make you stand." I kept going back, even though, it had gotten to the point I would go in after Sunday morning service and say, "Lord, I am not going back up there. I am not going to do it." Sunday morning would roll around and I would be there. God had not released me from this terrible place.
CHURCH INFESTED WITH SIN
Sunday morning at 6 a.m. the Holy Spirit rolled me out of bed. I was immediately in the Spirit. Tongues springing out of me; beyond my control. I wondered, what is going on? I had been through much at this church, already, for His names sake. The preacher was very worldly. He was self righteous, filled with pride, and double minded. A double minded man is unstable in all his ways. Four hours now, the Spirit had been speaking with God. I knew this Sunday morning service would be quite different, but I had no clue what was about to occur. God is in control. Amen.
Service started and they start singing. The Lord directed me to go to the front to pray. I tried to stand with hands in the air. He said, "You will humble yourself before my throne." My knees hit the floor. I was in pray, myself thanking God, and tongues speaking to Him. I heard a voice in my ear say, "Remember, I will not put more on you than you can bare." All of a sudden, this weight came across my back and across my shoulders. It pushed my face into the floor. I kept trying to push myself up with my hands and it got heavier. Quietly, I said, "Lord, what is that? What is that?" He said, "How does that feel? Jesus felt the entire weight of the world sins on Him. You felt one little church with a handful of people. How does it feel?" I started crying to Him, "Father, forgive them. They know not what they do." Like I said, quietly, this was going on between me and the Lord.
Things quieted down for a moment, and I was thanking God for His wonderful revelation. Their worldly preacher comes up under my arm, and he is pulling at me, very forcefully, dragging me off the throne of Grace, washing God's feet with my tears. I cried, "Lord, what do I do?" In the quiet of my spirit I heard, "Go with him." I got up and turned around. The handful of people in the congregation was sitting there with their faces buried in the floor. They could not even look up at me. He drag me on to a back room. He told me, "I was listening to the other guy." He told me, "I had a devil spirit." I told him, "We do not wrestle with flesh and blood," he cut me off, he said, "but we do wrestle with flesh and blood as we are flesh and blood." Oh Lord have mercy. I was basically in the floor on my knees trying to make eye contact with this man. His face was looking at the floor. He could not look me in the eye and continued to blasphemy my Lord. I started getting mad. I said, "This conversation is over." And I went back to the pew and sit down.
Just a short time, here he came. He is shaking his finger in my face and screaming at me. "You get your head out of the clouds and into the lesson!" God had ahold of me. If I had been flesh.....God forbid. Man trying to preach when he has not been anointed to do so, is a very sad sight. I had taken a lady with me that had not been in a church in 20 yrs. She leaned over and said, "You are so full of the spirit, they can't stand it." I simply shuck my head yes. She maintained her composure while we sat thru the rest of service. I was taking her home she broke down. She said, "I can't believe they treated you like that." She had me pull over she felt sick. She said, "You were doing nothing wrong." I calmly talked her thru it. I said, "Honey, pray for them. Don't speak against them. Pray for them. They need it." She said, "I can't believe I just seen that." I said, "Janie, God is in control. I am o.k. See me, I am o.k." I told her about what happened to me while I was on the floor. She was beginning to understand. I told her, "I had to go through that. Don't cry for me, cry for them. And, pray for them."
OBLIGATION TO THE BROTHERHOOD
The Lord lead me in the Word what was going to take place next. I had already had one on one with the man when he took me to the back, but I decided to give him a one on one again. He would not receive me. He told me, "I was in his way." I replied, "Yes, in man's way. I was not in God's way." He slammed the church door in my face. This happened after a Sunday morn service and he followed me out. I had been talking with a brother who did the Sunday school bible reading, he was very young in the Holy Spirit. However, he was the only one in there that would speak up for me. He didn't feel so alone while I was there. I told him on a phone conversation what I was going to do, and he agreed to go with me. When your brother will not receive you take one or two more that every word be established.
The preacher came through the door on Sunday morning and was in my brothers face, shaking his finger at him. This is when I told the preacher I needed to have another conference with him. He said fine, until he realized that my brother Rick was going to be present too. I asked a woman to attend the meeting, but she wanted nothing to do with it. She was scared. I could see it in her eyes. The preacher threw up his arms, started singing "Amazing Grace" trying to get the church involved in his efforts. They sat there and said nothing. He said, "well, let's just go before the church." I told him that was fine with me, if he wanted to skip the second step. He threw a fit like a 2 yr. old would throw. Everybody filed out of the church and left.
I am standing in the isle with my bible in my hand and his wife says, "Look what you did! You did this!" She proceeded to tell me she knew all about my addictions. I said, "Yes, I am an addict for God." "I know what you are," she scoffed. I said, "Be careful of that judgment, least ye be judged." She clamped her lips tight. I said, "I have not been getting fed here listening about coon dogs and going fishing. I have been getting fed at home." She said, "You need to go home and get fed, and stay there." I asked her, "Are you saying I am not worthy to serve the Lord?" She informed me she had been sitting on that bench for 60 yrs. I told her, "You can sit on that bench a 100 yrs. and die and go to hell." She stormed out. They locked down the church for one month. When it opened back up, yes, I was there. However, the worldly preacher and his wife only came now the last Sunday of the month.
One Sunday morning, I was getting ready to go, the Lord told me to anoint myself with oil. He guided me in the process, my head, eyes, ears, mouth, heart and feet. He had told me the evening before and had tried to prepare me to silence this man's mouth. For how long shall he pervert the Word of God. Everyone, except my brother Rick and his wife, shunned me. The preacher and his wife came in and did not bother to greet me or shake my hand. His spirit snarled and growled at me. He tried to sing, "Amazing Grace" and could not remember the words. He started over like seven time and gave up. Everyone got off the stage but him. I looked and I saw a black veil placed over this preacher. Then another grey mist fell upon the entire congregation. Oh, Lord, I thought, what is that? I kept waiting for the Lord to give me the go ahead to bind the man's lips. I waited and waited. Nothing.
When I got home I cried out to God and wept horribly for the people. I inquired about the black veil and the Lord lead me to the scripture of Jude. He pointed out verse 13 like it was highlighted. I wept for the preacher. What he had done to me wasn't the issue, however, blasphemy of the Holy Ghost was the issue. God will not forgive a person for blasphemy of the Holy Ghost. I continue to go back and they sat in darkness with no wisdom or understanding. I wept for them and prayed for them. One woman came to me, kneeled down and said, "I love you." However, she was still very silent. Brother Rick tried to talk a little about what went on and they shut him down. Then came the last Sunday of the month. Yes, I was there. The preacher tried to sing, tried to preach. He couldn't He tried to hide himself from me by using another pew sitter as a shield so he couldn't see me look at him. I would rock to one side and he would step back where the person was blocking me again. I got home from service and I heard the Holy Spirit, "There will be no more shedding of innocent blood." Praise God, I have been released.
I heard they have gotten themselves a new preacher. God is still turning that church. However, they will sit in their darkness, until they shall say, "Blessed is he that comes in the name of the Lord." The Lord has been dealing with me about going back up there. He knows I will not go for me, but I will go if HE sends me. Amen
I learned and grew so much at that church full of hypocrites. God has let me know He did not have to give me the o.k. to bind that man's lips. All I had to do was step out in faith and He will take it from there. All I had to do was speak and believe. Amen. Faith without works is dead. God has taught me the church made with hands is "of this world". They continue to follow their fathers (little f) traditions, speaking the doctrines of men. They go chase after this world's goods and treasures and money, just like the rest of the world. The door on your church is not the open door. JESUS the CHRIST of GOD is the door. HE is the way, the truth, and the life. I have been reborn into HIM. Now, He is sending me forth. Just as HE walked, I am to walk. Praise God, He has shown me the way, the truth, and the life. I am being sent forth to give this wisdom and understanding to those who will receive me. I just plant the seed; God gives the increase. Amen. My life is not my own; it belongs to God. Amen.
ALL praise, honor, and glory be to God. Amen.
