As our story left off last episode, I arrived at the farm where my teepee sits and find my 87 year old dad, out in a 50 mph wind, trying to tie and blockade our old fence together! Rather than simply open it up and let the fierce winds blow through, he’s in a life and death battle, like Don Quixote fighting windmills!
So I sent him inside and I decided to open the gates and let the flood of corn shucks and wind flow in. The wind was fierce! I can’t remember the last time we had winds like that at the farm. Had the corn field not been harvested, everything would have been different, but it had been, and now we had this corn shuck storm pounding the farm, filling the gate and fences, which are held up by very old posts, and it was simply a wicked situation. It was incredible to look upon, but nothing you wanted to be in for very long. I don’t know what the wind chill factor was, but it was an all round nasty day for me to be arriving at teepee and starting my first “Godseek” in this special place I had built with my own two hands.
So I climbed back in my old truck with the double Shofar’s on the hood and drove back to the private area, under a big tree, in which the teepee sits. I grabbed some things out of the truck and headed to the teepee with a big night ahead of me. As I came under the tree I entered a stillness that was almost eerie! I looked around and saw everything still blowing like a hurricane only mere inches away from me! But where I stood, next to the teepee, WAS NO WIND! It was completely protected! You ask how can that be?
Okay, there is a logical reason. It was not some supernatural force, but… God had arranged things in such a way that the wind was straight out of the west and the teepee sits immediately behind a huge barn that was completely blocking the fierce winds! A picture is worth a thousand words they say.
It was as if the teepee was in a protected space! I stood there with my mouth hanging open, in complete peace, while I looked upon total chaos going on all around me! I made note of all this in my mind and then entered the teepee to begin my separated time.
Now another thing I did not know and did not plan was the Orion meteor shower. My wife chose the dates all this took place. I didn’t know about any meteor shower until I heard it on a radio program when I was getting ready that morning! So this became another element of what I felt God was showing me. I was beginning to realize there was more going on here than simple coincidences. It was like a living vision being played out. God was giving me pieces to a jigsaw puzzle, but what would it all mean?
That night the winds died down and I went out into the cold and stared up at that huge dark sky. It was full of stars! There was also a moon. There were no city lights making it difficult to see. The farm was dark, no outside lights on. I’ve never been much of an astronomer or very good at seeing constellations. But that night I sware I saw the constellation of Orion clearly! I had been studying it on the Internet hoping to be able to pick it out. I knew what I was looking for, but I had always been so bad at it! Not that night! I saw his belt, his bow, his sword, the hour-glass shape of his body! I saw it all clearly! But I saw no meteors.
Now I was like a Batman trying to solve a mystery. I was in prayer and research. I discovered there was a “window of time” which was best to see a meteor! The reason was…the moon would set at a certain time and the sun did not rise till a certain time, leaving the sky its darkest! This made it the easiest for a meteor to show up! And before the weekend was over, I did see one! (Just one, and it was quick.)
But the hair on my neck stood up when I realized the time my watch stopped at was in that window! As best I remember, the window was approximately 3 hours. The moon would be gone and no other light in the sky except for stars until the sunrise. My watch had stopped one hour, and like 3 minutes before the sunrise! In other words, things would go extra dark as the moon sat, but my watch stopped at a time with just over an hour left of that darkness before the sun rising! My watch stopping had become a part of this mystery and another clue!
This set me to trying to calculate how long an hour is with God? My reasoning was, if a day is as a thousand years and a thousand years as a day, then how long is an hour? Because my watch stopped showing roughly an hour and three minutes before the sunrise, in that window of time in which the moon, (which is a symbol of the church), was set and greater darkness invaded, but also stars or meteors become brighter!
My calculations, if I’m right, came out to be 41.66666 years! But now I had to also calculate those 3 minutes and so many seconds. (yes there was some seconds. I’ll try to have the exact time for you in next episode. I got to dig out my journal.) Anyway, eventually… other clues slowly came narrowing down the date…but I eventually decided God was very plainly showing me June of 2020!
At that time I had just started having our first Passover meals with our Fellowship, but I had never given much thought to Pentecost, which comes 50 days after the Lord’s resurrection. But this year, when COVID had us all locked in our homes at Passover, just like the original Passover, and we realized something special might be happening, then I became aware of Pentecost! And it happened to be the day before crossing into June! At midnight of Pentecost day we would cross into June! Crossing the line God had showed me! So I began making spiritual preparations to receive from God anything he might want to pour out on me that day! (There was fasting, prayer, and study involved for a period of 3 weeks.)
And so…I have been watching these things for like one year and seven months. When COVID broke out, it was not yet June. I told my wife this may be leading to what God showed me, but we’re not there yet. As bad as COVID is, what might June be bringing? And then our phones went off that night before midnight. I think like 7 or 8. And there were the messages of an enforced 8 pm. curfew in Indianapolis! We actually had no idea things had gotten so bad, just ten minutes from us! We actually live inside the 465 ring. It had never been like this in our city before! And a few hours later, we crossed midnight and entered June, and the journey continues, even as we see sweeping changes “of all sorts” coming our way.
I’m sure I’ve missed a few details that will be added as we go, but even back in October of 2018 I knew this vision was connected to what would be the 2020 elections. I don’t consider myself a prophet. I’ve missed things before. I feel God shows me things because I love seeking his mysteries, but then I try to read the tea leaves. I love trying to solve the puzzle. I invite you to also ponder what all this means, but in recent time I have a stronger opinion about what I think I see. Let me explain the “gates” for a moment, and then we will stop for now.
I wish I had a picture, I’ll take one next time I’m out there, but the gate is actually two parts. They are like cow gates you would find on a farm. Each half is rather long, one end attached to what “use to be” very strong 4×4 posts. These post are rotting at the base and my dad has propped them every way possible. One gate is much worse than the other. These two connect in the middle, across the driveway entering the farm. They have to be opened by hand. The teepee sits in the back of property, a secluded area behind the barn. Now I have come to believe these two old gates represent the connection between our traditional church system and Donald Trump! (Oh boy.)
As you pull into our drive, the gate on the right is the weakest one with the most rotten 4×4 base. I have come to believe that gate represents Trump, and the other the traditional church. Both gates are old and in bad shape. If you know this site you know I left traditional church to join the Simple Micro Church movement. I climbed out of my Shofar truck and told my dad (representing the traditional church) to leave, I’m opening the gates! Wow. A lot to think about.
I believe God has shown me some things about all of this just since Pentecost. I didn’t “feel” a thing as Pentecost passed, but first I felt an urge to spend another three days at the teepee this June 12,13, and 14. That’s my plan. And then I also began seeing a lot more in the events currently happening, and the events I experienced in that strange 24 hour day I had in October 2018. And oh, by the way, that watch started working again a couple days later, and ran for a few months before giving it up. The watch was defective. It should have lasted much longer. But all very weird.
To be continued.
The mystery continues.