I have set my sails. Tomorrow the teepee.
It was at the teepee, in October of 2018, that I experienced the events I have been sharing, what I call the Vision. I have not spent time in the teepee as a way of separation unto God since that time. That’s like 20 months. Now God has me going back, after all this time, at this time? Hhmmm.
The last time I was there for a total of almost two weeks, but this time only 3 days, and there will be fasting, starting tonight. It was there I so clearly saw the Orion constellation. Orion the Hunter, the Warrior, with bow, shield, sword, belt, and hour-glass shaped body. I hope to see the night warrior again, over these next 3 nights, and ask him what he knows.
What does all this mean? I asked the Lord if I could speed up the study of Gideon and hit just the highlights? But He said slow down, and give details. Because of that, I am convinced the story of Gideon is important to the New Wine Skin, a second Reformation. I feel led to take Gideon with me to the teepee. We will teach more of him from there.
Right now is my pause before the teepee. I spent all morning again roofing my house. I have been 9 days so far, but for the next 3 I’ll be at teepee. Roof can wait. And no, my house is not that big, I’m just that slow. But I want to ponder the Vision so far, and the historical event currently happening, because we crossed a line as we entered June. The incident with George Floyd is definitely causing change. Has COVID 19, George Floyd, and Elections created a perfect storm? We’re still in it. We may see COVID again. George Floyd is not going away. And the Elections, with Donald Trump, is on the horizon! Oh my! Are we only in the eye of the storm?
First came COVID. Then came weeks of quarantine, along with free money at the same time a robust economy took a complete nose dive! People were dying. The old were especially dying. People were forced to slow down. In this forced idleness some began thinking more about God, family, friends, and loved ones. But none of this was June yet. In my Vision God had put the marker on June.
I pondered what could possibly be next? Is this not bad enough? I continued preparing for June with prayers and faith. We had a wonderful Passover with Jonathon Cahn via TV. Then we became aware of Pentecost and how it was the eve of June! So we prepared for that, and we did not miss, even as our phones lit up that night telling us that ten minutes away, in downtown Indianapolis, a forced 8 p.m. curfew was in effect! My wife and I looked at each other dumbfounded. This has never happened before! Soon we were checking all sources of news and discovered our entry into June!
What’s going on? The gates were just beginning to open from COVID 19. But this had nothing to do with COVID! Who could have guessed we would go straight from a pandemic into rioting in the streets and forced curfews? But in both cases our government was forced to react, and we are the ones reacted upon. What are these dominoes falling? We are powerless to stop? Stop an earthquake if you can. Stop God if you can. And to what does it lead when the last domino falls? What does the new world look like? And where will you be in it?
In times like these we all want to protect what is “important” to us. Some people worry about loved ones, some about money or their job, some about their house and other possessions, or things they hope to possess soon. Some worry about their health, or their rights, and their country. How have these dominoes falling affected you, and where are they still going? The election? A Depression? Soup lines? Or perhaps greater prosperity than ever before. But what of your soul?
You see, I love Spirit. I love God. And I have seen a clear difference in people like me, and the effect of all this, compared to people who don’t believe in what they can’t see. For me, this all began with God alerting me to be prepared for June 2020. He alerted me in my spirit. He alerted me way before it came. I even stockpiled some food, just because he said to, and we were able to help a few. This was because I took two weeks to get away to a place I could separate myself and seek Spirit, Holy Spirit. Because what is “important” to me is Spirit! I do things of the Spirit.
God has shown me a connection between Trump and the church just barely holding together, and an old wine skin about to rupture so the new wine can come forth! I have seen it in the two old gates of the Vision. I have moved my wife and I to this new wine skin. God has shown me hurricane winds with dry corn shucks in complete chaos, helplessly driven by a crazy wind! But the teepee was in complete peace. Now God draws me there again, because I “love” Spirit, I’m that person, but those who “love” other things “do” other things. They deal with the falling dominoes in other ways, not in Spirit. But this is my thing, my love, and all this is different for me as I watch people react in such predictable ways. I shake my head in amazement, as I seek more Spirit.
God was ready to change things in Gideon’s time too. He found Gideon threshing wheat in a wine press, in secret. My teepee is one of my wine presses. Not my only one, but one. And he gave Gideon a path no one else could have predicted. He sent him out with 300 men against 135,000! And he sent them armed with vessels they would break in order to send light forth suddenly, and trumpets to blast declaring the sword of the Lord and of Gideon. The enemy, in mass confusion, as if driven by crazy winds, turned their swords on each other. We all know how precariously balanced this world is, and how easily this could happen.
What was their weapons again? Broken vessels. Burning torches of light. Trumpets of sound, and a shout! 300 against 135,000. This was no man-made plan. This was Spirit.
We have much yet to speak and consider about Gideon, from the teepee. Coming soon!