We left home and it all started with a small Miracle. Our daughter’s dog had 9 French Bulldog Puppies. The morning, we were leaving there just happened to be a Dog washer next door. I asked her if she wanted to see our puppies’ Our other daughter’s dog also had 5 Pomeranian puppies. So, at that stage, we still had a few to sell. The lady came in and fell in love with one and so she bought one. Says Rigo and her Great Dane Samson our now best friends
Got an Uber to Airport seamless check-in process, flight and so happy for our daughter.
Day 2
I had hurt my back the previous week helping to get of our old Dishwasher and wasn’t looking forward to the long flights. 3 Hours to Auckland and then 15.5 to New York. Lots of occasional twinges. Lots of Deep Heat and Voltaren applied. The Uber driver didn’t even get out of his car to help us with bags even though I had said I hurt my back.
We walked from the Sydney Domestic terminal to the Hotel and again another small blessing two free drink Vouchers and was Happy hour on food so half price. Had a great pie for $4. Viv then conned me into walking to another hotel to get her a Gluten Free Meal. Great nights sleep and I felt way better in extra time even though Viv prefers more risk.
I had previously tried to check in online, but it said I need to see a Qantas person. But thought well since I am at the Airport, I will try machines again. Same story. I saw a few people with their hands up waiting for a staff member and two service booths with people waiting. It looked like a wait so I just went and lined up at the booth. It seemed that many people were having issues and after about 30 minutes we got seen. Seems like as I made two separate bookings for the flights it didn’t like that.
Next Drama. I see all the bag drop machines and head to one. I scan the Boarding pass and nope doesn’t work. So happy see a Qantas lady and she said USA Bag drops are around the back. On the way there they have a tiny sign that says USA bag drop. A screen message would have made it so much easier. Anyway, seems you must still give them to a real person. LOL.
When we were going through security all of a sudden, a Qantas Flight Attendant pushes in and starts putting all these people stuff in front of ours. I recognized Penny Wong (Australia’s Foreign Affairs Minister) and she was traveling with a bit of an entourage. I asked her if she was off to see our PM Albo in Delaware. But she said no off to New York to present at the UN General Assembly. First clue why we were going to New York. Nothing is ever a coincidence for us. I also see a Kiwi All Black Player and so congratulate them on their win. They won the Bledisloe Cup again this year.
Trip to Auckland was easy only 3 hours with a 2-hour layover in Auckland. Then it was all on board again. I put on a heat patch on my back and apart from the seat being a little uncomfortable the attendants were very lovely and helpful. Food tasted better than it looked.
After landing in JFK we got through Immigration very quickly and at the Baggage carousel My bag was 2nd off and Viv’s 4th. What a blessing. I checked the Uber fare to the Accom, and it was going to be about $170 I said let’s take the Public Transport. This led to another small special meeting. We bought a ticket for the Air train and subway. First part was smooth Air train. Got off to walk to Subway and Wha laa escalators not working. I just went down and lost Viv. She said she was going to take lift. I waited and waited no Viv. Went back up the Escalator no Viv at lift but people were getting in. So walk back down Escalator with bag again. Lift opens and Viv pops out. Said she had to wait ages for Lift.
We get to subway station and meet a nice couple who ask where we are going. I was going to get off at the World Trade Centre ad then get an Uber. They suggested Washington Square with a big Arch. Yep, it was another clue for Viv so we followed their instructions.
Found the George Washington Arch and then we got out Uber. Was supposed to be about $66 US we got stuck in Traffic jam. Ended up over $90. LOL. Got to our Accommodation about 8: 30 PM and caught up with our Travel Partners Debbie and Rich. It was a long day.
We parked up at a little place called Kadanga last night and our RV neighbor left this morning. With these Free Camps, they don’t stay vacant for long. Anyway, a couple pulled up with a couple of bikes on the back and Viv was asking them about the bikes.
I went and approached them later and as usual, you make small talk with people discussing our favorite place Scotland and Robert The Bruce. We discussed what we used to do and Bob was retired. He seemed pretty young to me and so we got onto what we both did. It seems he was in the Airforce and so I asked if he knew my wedding photographer Robert Thompson and he did. I was so surprised that I asked him if he knew a couple of my other friends and he knew two of them. One of them is my Friend Karl who has the same Motorhome as me and the other was Matt based in Melbourne. I asked him if it was ok to take a pic and sent it to them. They both asked me to say Giday.
I will share the dream and then explain how it relates to what the Lord has been showing me. The first part of the dream was on a Monday morning after a 12 hour nightshift. In the dream, I was in a games room in a hotel /Saloon. There was a Juke Box and a Billiard table in the room. You were standing at the side of the Billiard table near the Juke Box and I was standing at the end of the table. Twenty dollar notes were piling upon the Billiard Table one after another. Young people; youths 20 years and under were walking into the room and putting 20 dollar bills on the table. They were wanting to “play the old song” on the Juke Box but the Juke box was broken. I knew that the “Old Song” was representative of restoring us back to relationship with God as it was before the Fall of Man into sin; bringing us full circle so to speak, back into Eden. My husband came and woke me at that point. I understood immediately the interpretation of the dream as the interpretation came in the dream (if that makes sense). That seems to be how it is with the dreams I have from the Lord. He speaks to me in the dream. The following day, Tuesday, just after midday, I felt so tired I just could not stay awake. I just had to take a nap (not usual for me). I went back into the same dream, exactly in the same position and someone walked into the room and fixed the Juke Box. I think that person was the Holy Spirit! Your name Paul Keith and Bob Jones name were in my spirit in the dream as though you were in the room but in this second part I didn’t see you in the room. There was just a knowing that you and Bob were present in the room. Now the Old Song could be played. Its Time! But the old song is also the new song. It’s the eternal song playing in heaven. It’s the song of the Lamb and the song of The Bride. Together, they bring forth ‘The Sons (and Daughters) of the Kingdom
The number 20 personally has great significance for me at this time in history because one of the prayer assignments the Lord has given me this year is to call forth The Sons and Daughters of destiny and to pray for the 20 and under’s. The next Generation; The Samuels, and the Benjamin’s. The week I had this dream was exactly 20 years (to the week) from the time when God crashed in on me when I was 20 weeks pregnant with my second child Seth (Gods chosen, Gods appointed) in August 1994. In what became known as the laughing revival or the Toronto Blessing, I was overtaken with the spirit of Intercession and I became pregnant with not only one son but with a generation of sons and daughters of the Kingdom. When everyone around me was roaring with laughter, I was overtaken with a different sound. The sound of a Woman in Labor. No one else in the congregation experienced this groaning, and although it was an unknown phenomena to me, I knew that I was groaning in the Spirit with all of creation. I know that now is the time of bringing to birth. We are full term! The waters are about to break. After the dream I googled the Hebrew meaning of the number 20. I was not surprised when I found that it is the Hebrew word Resh or Rosh meaning “The Head” or the “Beginning”. The head is about to be delivered. And it’s time for a New Beginning. God is truly about to “do the new thing” God used it in the last Resh verse in Psalm 119, the great Alphabetic Psalm praising His word (Truth) from Aleph (first letter) to Tav (Last Letter) i.e. Beginning to End. Psalm 119:160 says “The Word IS True from beginning (Rosh) and every one of the righteous judgements endureth forever. I also discovered that ten books of Proverbs (Wisdom) is the 20th book. It is the book representing Holy Spirit. Get Wisdom. Wisdom builds the house. Could it represent the Mind of Christ? The Capstone The Head Stone Selah At Rosh Hashanah 2013 whilst celebrating “The Head of The Year” at Glory of Zion in Dallas Texas, The Lord gave me a prayer assignment to “build an altar in the heart of the nation” (of Australia) He directed me to carry out this assignment at Shavout (3 days/3 nights of worship and prayer and intercessory prophetic acts) The Lord orchestrated the gathering of a team of 11 people to meet at Uluru (Ayers Rock) for Pentecost “to awaken the heart of a nation to Love and to call forth her Sons and Daughters to Destiny” The Lord put upon my heart His burden for the First nations Peoples of Australia and also for “the next generation”. At the same time, He was speaking to me about the “20 and unders” because like those who God allowed to enter the promised land ; The Lord allowed them to enter “by Grace” because they had been raised “in mixture” by the two generations that had gone before them for which He didn’t hold them accountable (in a sense). It was in His redemptive plan “to redeem them by His mighty arm and outstretched hand”. By His Spirit. The Lord had been speaking to me about going to the school chapel ( where my children attend) to spend a day a week in intercession for the next generation. At that time, I did not realise just how inextricably these two assignment were connected. In fact, it wasn’t until the first assignment at Pentecost was completed that the “second assignment” at the school advanced. The second “flowed” from the first. Although I had intended to start the prayer at the school at the beginning of the school year of 2014 “one thing after another” seemed to come up to stop me . I recognise now the link between the first and the second. The first assignment was akin to the “Elijah-Baal” confrontation. We were directed to go to the heart of the nation to establish God’s sovereignty over the nation; Old religious structures were brought down and “New foundations” were laid in The Spirit. The banner of Jehovah Nissi was raised over our nation.( The original foundations were freemasonry ….long story) Since returning from that assignment, the way forward has been without obstruction. I have been going midweek to spend the day in the chapel to pray . On the third day of the assignment to the heart of the nation (June 5th 2014) as I was praying for the “coming forth of the “Benjamins” and Samuels. I was overcome with weeping and the Spirit of Intercession in a such a way that I haven’t experienced in about 3 years as I was praying for the “coming forth of the Benjamins” When I returned home to Brisbane after the assignment I knew that there was more that the Lord wanted me to understand about Benjamin so I set about a little research. This is what I discovered. The Lord had been speaking to me about Joseph’s silver cup( that was placed in the sack of Benjamin) prior to Pentecost. I had discovered that the silver cup was a “masters drinking cup, with which he divines”. Does this refer to a “seers cup’? symbolic of Josephs prophetic anointing. (Gen 44:15.). Silver represents redemption. There were 300 pieces of silver contained in the cup. Again the silver coins represent redemption ( interestingly, ten times the “slave price” paid for Jesus) I researched the meaning of the number 300 in Hebrew. These are some of the things that I found on the internet.: *”And the earth was without form and void and darkness was upon the face of the deep, And the SPIRIT OF GOD moved upon the face of the waters ( atmosphere/darkness/chaos…my words)” Gen 1:2 If you add up the numbers for the Hebrew letters of THE SPIRIT OF GOD “Ruach Elohim” in this verse they add up to 300. So could the 300 pieces of silver in Benjamin’s cup be prophetic of the last days redemptive “Breath of God” moving through the smallest of tribes? ( the remnant) I believe so. I also read in another article that 300 is considered to hold the meaning “faithful remnant”. Other 300’s in scripture : Mary anointed Jesus feet with 300 denarius worth of Spikenard Noahs ark was 300 cubits long Gideons army was pared down to 300 from 32,00 (fire in earthen vessels) Samson let 300 foxes (with fire in their tails) into the camp of the Philistines. According the the book of Enoch, 300 angels kept the garden of Eden and an unceasing voice of beautiful song serve The Lord all days and every hour. The Hebrew letter for the number 300 is “Shin” which also stands for “Shaddai” , the name of God of which you, Paul Keith are most familiar but I like to think of it’s meaning as The One Who broods over the chaos to bring it in to order”.
I discovered that the Jewish Priest forms the letter “shin” with his hands when he recites the priestly blessing. Wow Benjamin had a “name change” from “son of my sorrow” to “Son of My Right Hand”. It is fairly obvious the reference here to The Holy Spirit. Benjamin was the youngest of Jacob’s sons (the last) He was Josephs Full Brother (the other brothers who sold Joseph into slavery were half brothers. I wonder if this is representative of the dead church?; the church that “kills the prophets”?) When Jacob blesses (prophesies over his sons) he describes Benjamin as “a wolf that prowls ,devouring his enemies in the morning and dividing the spoils in the evening. Gen 49:17 He is a warrior. He is successful. He has an inheritance. The prophet Jeremiah is a descendant of Benjamin. So is Paul(Saul) Benjamin was the last, bravest and best loved of all the tribes of Israel; at the centre of affections of the whole family. In the division of the land as Joshua records it ,Jerusalem was assigned to Benjamin. The tribe of Benjamin was absorbed into The tribe of Judah ( Could it be JUDAH the Word in the mouth and BENJAMIN to two edged sword in the hand…..the kindness and severity?) “There is little Benjamin’ their ruler (how interesting”) From Psalm 68.7… Benjamin leads. Judah, Naphtali and Zebulin are him. The warriors are awakening and preparing for war gathering under their banners. Let God arise, Let His enemies be scattered; Let those also who hate Him flee before Him. 2 As smoke is driven away, So drive them away; As wax melts before the fire, So let the wicked perish at the presence of God. 3 But let the righteous be glad; Let them rejoice before God; Yes, let them rejoice exceedingly. 4 Sing to God, sing praises to His name; Extol Him who rides on the clouds,[a] By His name YAH, And rejoice before Him. 5 A father of the fatherless, a defender of widows, Is God in His holy habitation. 6 God sets the solitary in families; He brings out those who are bound into prosperity; But the rebellious dwell in a dry land. 7 O God, when You went out before Your people, When You marched through the wilderness, Selah 8 The earth shook; The heavens also dropped rain at the presence of God; Sinai itself was moved at the presence of God, the God of Israel. 9 You, O God, sent a plentiful rain, Whereby You confirmed Your inheritance, When it was weary. 10 Your congregation dwelt in it; You, O God, provided from Your goodness for the poor. 11 The Lord gave the word; Great was the company of those who proclaimed it: 12 “Kings of armies flee, they flee, And she who remains at home divides the spoil. 13 Though you lie down among the sheepfolds, You will be like the wings of a dove covered with silver, And her feathers with yellow gold.” 14 When the Almighty scattered kings in it, It was white as snow in Zalmon. 15 A mountain of God is the mountain of Bashan; A mountain of many peaks is the mountain of Bashan. 16 Why do you fume with envy, you mountains of many peaks? This is the mountain which God desires to dwell in; Yes, the Lord will dwell in it forever. 17 The chariots of God are twenty thousand, Even thousands of thousands; The Lord is among them as in Sinai, in the Holy Place. 18 You have ascended on high, You have led captivity captive; You have received gifts among men, Even from the rebellious, That the Lord God might dwell there. 19 Blessed be the Lord, Who daily loads us with benefits, The God of our salvation! Selah 20 Our God is the God of salvation; And to GOD the Lord belong escapes from death. 21 But God will wound the head of His enemies, The hairy scalp of the one who still goes on in his trespasses. 22 The Lord said, “I will bring back from Bashan, I will bring them back from the depths of the sea, 23 That your foot may crush them[b] in blood, And the tongues of your dogs may have their portion from your enemies.” 24 They have seen Your procession, O God, The procession of my God, my King, into the sanctuary. 25 The singers went before, the players on instruments followed after; Among them were the maidens playing timbrels. 26 Bless God in the congregations, The Lord, from the fountain of Israel. 27 There is little Benjamin, their leader, The princes of Judah and their company, The princes of Zebulun and the princes of Naphtali. 28 Your God has commanded[c] your strength; Strengthen, O God, what You have done for us. 29 Because of Your temple at Jerusalem, Kings will bring presents to You. 30 Rebuke the beasts of the reeds, The herd of bulls with the calves of the peoples, Till everyone submits himself with pieces of silver. Scatter the peoples who delight in war. 31 Envoys will come out of Egypt; Ethiopia will quickly stretch out her hands to God. 32 Sing to God, you kingdoms of the earth; Oh, sing praises to the Lord, Selah 33 To Him who rides on the heaven of heavens, which were of old! Indeed, He sends out His voice, a mighty voice. 34 Ascribe strength to God; His excellence is over Israel, And His strength is in the clouds. 35 O God, You are more awesome than Your holy places. The God of Israel is He who gives strength and power to His people. Blessed be God!
*In Deuteronomy 33:12 Moses blesses the tribes. About Benjamin he says “The beloved of The LORD shall dwell in safety by Him, Who shelters him all the day long And he shall dwell between his shoulders” Benjamin inherited Goshen , in the center of Israel. Israelite and “stranger” alike found safety in Goshen. This blessing also reminds me of Isaiah 9:6 “For unto us a child is born, Unto us a Son is given ; And the government shall be upon His shoulder and His name shall be called Wonderful Counsellor Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of peace. Of the INCREASE OF HIS GOVERNMENT AND PEACE there will ;be no end It also reminds me of Psalm 91; “He who dwells in the secret place of The Most High, shall abide UNDER THE SHADOW OF THE ALMIGHTY. I will say of THE LORD He is my refuge and my fortress. My God, in Him I will trust. Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler And from the perilous pestilence. He shall cover you with His feathers And under His wings you shall take refuge.” Sounds like Goshen. Sounds like El Shaddai. I believe that The Lord, The Almighty, is about to display the “strength of His right arm” again as he chooses, in a Sovereign redemptive move of Grace, to move in and through a generation who have been raised in a “wilderness of mixture” where there has been a “famine of the hearing of The Word of The Lord’. ” He is bringing His “Josephs “ out of the dungeon . He is restoring “the diviners” to their rightful governmental place as deliverers and restorers and the “cup of redemption” is being sent to a generation so that “the hearts of children can be restored to fathers and fathers to children” and so that “The Old Song” can be played again.. Bless you and your family Paul Keith. We will again be making the journey to Dallas for Head of the Year and following on to the “the Days of Elijah Cruise” . Believe that this Rosh Hashanah marks the beginning of The Year of Grace in which we will see “The strong arm of The Lord” move on behalf of His people, to show Himself strong and reveal His Glory. In the second week of July I heard very loudly in my spirit the scripture “I Am ready to perform My Word”. From Jeremiah Chapter 1. Verse 7 says “But The LORD said to me “Do not say “I am a Youth” For you shall go to all to whom I send you And whatever I command you, you shall speak. Do not be afraid of their faes, For I AM with you to DELIVER you says The LORD Then The LORD put forth His HAND and touched my mouth, and The LORD said to me; “Behold ,I have put My Words in your mouth See I have THIS DAY set you OVER THE NATIONS AND OVER THE KINGDOMS to root out and to pull down, TO destroy and to throw down, To build and to plant. Moreover The Word of the LORD came to me saying; “Jeremiah, what do you see?” And I said “I see a branch of an Almond tree” Then The LORD said to me,”You Have seen well, FOR I AM READY TO PERFORM MY WORD”
I did some research on the Almond tree and discovered that it’s spiritual significance is that it is an “awakening tree”. It is one of the first trees to come into bud for spring. I believe that there is a generation of “Samuels” that are about to be awakened by The voice of The LORD and they will go forth with the message of truth, without compromise. The “church” has brought forth “evil sons” but there have been some “Hannahs” (whose name means “grace”) out there in barrenness who have been “crying out to The LORD for “their sons”. The Lord is saying “Go in peace, Weep no more. You have the petition you have desired of Him”
A new form of Transport today we caught the Light rail. Only three short quick stops to Liberty Park New Jersey where they have a World Trade Centre Memorial for all the people that were from New Jersey that got killed. It was also a large train station in its heyday but now all the tracks have been ripped up and it is just derelict apart from the One building. I can only imagine that after the immigrants were processed on Ellis Island they were put on trains to other places in New Jersey and further afield. The ladies found these sound shields and had to practice their voices there.
Restored Old Railway Station
Inside the Old Railway Station
There is also a memorial here in Liberty State Park for all the people in New Jersey who were killed on 9 Eleven. Very sad.
Par of the Original World Trade Centre and the Empty Sky Memorial
I had bought tickets to the Crown of the Statue of Liberty. When I went to collect the tickets the man said he needed to see Viv as well and also our photo ID. I had left our Passports back in our Airbnb and had my licence with him. Asked my better half if she had hers. Looked in her Phone Wallet and no she thought Polly our granddaughter had pulled it out. I looked in my wallet and I had an old Licence for Viv that had expired. I wasn’t sure if they would accept it. Viv prayed that it would be like Brother Andrew who used to smuggle Bibles into Russia that she would pass. Amzingingly he accepted it and we got our bands to climb the crown. We then had to go through security to get to the ferry boat.
As we were catching the boat from New Jersey the ferry stopped at Ellis Island first. The problem was he wouldn’t give us the tickets until a later ferry. This meant we didn’t have enough time to see Ellis Island before our booked time for the Crown. The ferry back from the Statue takes you back to New Jersey. So you would have needed to take the New York ferry from the Statue back to Ellis and look around. Then get the ferry back to the Statue and then back to New Jersey.
Old Ferry piers that used to operate between New York and New Jersey First View of the Statue of Liberty
We landed on Liberty Island where the Statue was located and we knew they had lockers there to put your stuff in. Glad our American friends had a quarter. The Statue is a pretty impressive close-up and is a bit on the old Fort which was an 11-pointed star. Once again we had to go through Airport-style security again to go to the crown. There was a huge line and I thought oh no but turned out it was for the lift and it only took 4 people at a time. So we took the 176 steps up.
After reaching the pedestal we had to get processed again to go up the crown. As the Staircase is very narrow really only one person can fit. Think of the stairs as a circular spiral that goes up one way and down the other side. Speaking to the National Parks Employees they said that if you are taller than 5′ 10″ you pretty much have to bend your head as you climb up. To be honest with you you also wouldn’t want to be too large either as you may not fit either. There were resting spots about every 20 or 30 steps from memory where we let people go past us. I kept joking with a German lady who nearly knocked me over on the Ground level.
You can see the Spiral on the Left-Hand side of the Photo.
Upon reaching the top of the Staircase we were again stopped by a National Parks person who controls when you can make the final ascent to the crown. You can see the inside of Lady Liberty’s face here. At the Crown, you can see through the Windows to New York. But the Light for us wasn’t great to take photos from. Then on the way down, we saw a sign that said Emergency Elevator for Medical Emergencies. We all thought how would anyone get up there to rescue anyway.
At the crownThe Bolts that hold the Statue to the Pedestal. There are more than two.
After we got back down to the pedestal we had a walk around there where the views were totally open and great. The weather for us was very overcast though and so the clarity wasn’t as good as a Blue sky. We also found the Foundation Stone of the Statue.
Finally, we explored the bottom of the statue and looked at the Museum. It would be quite easy to spend a whole day here if you were reading all the info in detail. You can see the Original Torch that was on the statue until the 1980s.
The original Lantern was removed due to wear and tear in the 1980’s.
This is how all the pieces were made. They first made a plaster cast of what the piece should look like. then they would make a Wooden mould around the Plaster. the copper was laid into the mould and hammered into shape to create the final piece. I just can’t imagine the amount of work and talent that they had.
Lady Liberty Head in original copper. it must be sealed to stop the Oxidation process. I can highly recommend a trip if you are in New York. If you want to go to the Pedestal or Crown. Book well in advance.
A new form of Transport today we caught the Light rail. Only three short quick stops to Liberty Park New Jersey where they have a World Trade Centre Memorial for all the people that were from New Jersey that got killed. It was also a large train station in its heyday but now all the tracks have been ripped up and it is just derelict apart from the One building. I can only imagine that after the immigrants were processed on Ellis Island they were put on trains to other places in New Jersey and further afield. The ladies found these sound shields and had to practice their voices there.
Restored Old Railway Station
Inside the Old Railway Station
There is also a memorial here in Liberty State Park for all the people in New Jersey who were killed on 9 Eleven. Very sad.
Par of the Original World Trade Centre and the Empty Sky Memorial
I had bought tickets to the Crown of the Statue of Liberty. When I went to collect the tickets the man said he needed to see Viv as well and also our photo ID. I had left our Passports back in our Airbnb and had my licence with him. Asked my better half if she had hers. Looked in her Phone Wallet and no she thought Polly our granddaughter had pulled it out. I looked in my wallet and I had an old Licence for Viv that had expired. I wasn’t sure if they would accept it. Viv prayed that it would be like Brother Andrew who used to smuggle Bibles into Russia that she would pass. Amzingingly he accepted it and we got our bands to climb the crown. We then had to go through security to get to the ferry boat.
As we were catching the boat from New Jersey the ferry stopped at Ellis Island first. The problem was he wouldn’t give us the tickets until a later ferry. This meant we didn’t have enough time to see Ellis Island before our booked time for the Crown. The ferry back from the Statue takes you back to New Jersey. So you would have needed to take the New York ferry from the Statue back to Ellis and look around. Then get the ferry back to the Statue and then back to New Jersey.
Old Ferry piers that used to operate between New York and New Jersey First View of the Statue of Liberty
We landed on Liberty Island where the Statue was located and we knew they had lockers there to put your stuff in. Glad our American friends had a quarter. The Statue is a pretty impressive close-up and is a bit on the old Fort which was an 11-pointed star. Once again we had to go through Airport-style security again to go to the crown. There was a huge line and I thought oh no but turned out it was for the lift and it only took 4 people at a time. So we took the 176 steps up.
After reaching the pedestal we had to get processed again to go up the crown. As the Staircase is very narrow really only one person can fit. Think of the stairs as a circular spiral that goes up one way and down the other side. Speaking to the National Parks Employees they said that if you are taller than 5′ 10″ you pretty much have to bend your head as you climb up. To be honest with you you also wouldn’t want to be too large either as you may not fit either. There were resting spots about every 20 or 30 steps from memory where we let people go past us. I kept joking with a German lady who nearly knocked me over on the Ground level.
You can see the Spiral on the Left-Hand side of the Photo.
Upon reaching the top of the Staircase we were again stopped by a National Parks person who controls when you can make the final ascent to the crown. You can see the inside of Lady Liberty’s face here. At the Crown, you can see through the Windows to New York. But the Light for us wasn’t great to take photos from. Then on the way down, we saw a sign that said Emergency Elevator for Medical Emergencies. We all thought how would anyone get up there to rescue anyway.
At the crownThe Bolts that hold the Statue to the Pedestal. There are more than two.
After we got back down to the pedestal we had a walk around there where the views were totally open and great. The weather for us was very overcast though and so the clarity wasn’t as good as a Blue sky. We also found the Foundation Stone of the Statue.
Finally, we explored the bottom of the statue and looked at the Museum. It would be quite easy to spend a whole day here if you were reading all the info in detail. You can see the Original Torch that was on the statue until the 1980s.
The original Lantern was removed due to wear and tear in the 1980’s.
This is how all the pieces were made. They first made a plaster cast of what the piece should look like. then they would make a Wooden mould around the Plaster. the copper was laid into the mould and hammered into shape to create the final piece. I just can’t imagine the amount of work and talent that they had.
Lady Liberty Head in original copper. it must be sealed to stop the Oxidation process. I can highly recommend a trip if you are in New York. If you want to go to the Pedestal or Crown. Book well in advance.
After some dilly dallying about Coffee, it is always about Coffee with my wife we found a great little coffee shop next to a school. On the way there this little child was so friendly towards us as she was getting put in the car by her dad. I will explain the sweet innocence in this big, massive city later in this blog. Innocence is so wonderful!!
The bus ride took about an hour roughly and it moved and shook. We call them Banana Busses in QLD as they have a swivel section in the middle. Others may call them articulated buses. These drivers sure know how to use their horn and speed along.
Even hearing and seeing the Ambulances with all their different sirens and being stuck in traffic. I again couldn’t help but think wow Life is not worth as much here as potentially by the time the Ambulance fights through the traffic who knows how the person would be. Once again, the size of the city I feel really affects the value and quality of human life.
Walking along the streets and seeing the beautiful old buildings there was such pride in building these buildings. Still, then in a lot of cases the next generation didn’t always want to pay for the maintenance of some of them and so a lot of them have fallen into disrepair. The Freemasons building was a work of art. Now being uptown we decided to head to Columbia University which was one of the places where there were massive protests, and some students occupied buildings. As with a lot of things once something like this happens laws and rules become more strict and Freedoms get cracked down on and we end up now with fewer places to visit and enjoy.
We were meant to get off at the Times Square terminal but sort of missed the memo. Seems the drop-off point is 200 metres from where the bus starts its journey again. We wondered why we were the only people left on the bus. All in the same terminal but I don’t think the Bus Supervisor was impressed as the driver had to do another lap of the terminal after she dropped us off. I was good for us as we then knew what gate we had to get to on the way back. Had a few funny looks as the Awesome foursome made their first Boo Boo today LOL.
We found ourselves in the Times Square area and walked into see all the Neon lights and Billboards. Not as impressive during the day as at night. You are confronted with a lot of people trying to sell you Hop on Hop Off bus tickets on almost every street corner and people dressed as Superheroes who want you to take their picture with them and then ask for tips. Had to rescue Viv from one. I am her only Superhero in navigating and planning her trip.
We then decided to walk to the Grand Masters Freemasons building. Walking along the streets is a mixture of smells with a lot of Weed in the air. I was a bit surprised but when you know that shops are now selling it should come as know surprise. We saw one man with a sign that said “I am being 100% honest I am begging for money to buy Weed” At least he was honest but walking past an occasional person who was virtually passed out or seeing people mumbling and talking to themselves and others appearing to be seeing things it was very sad.
Going from that small girl’s beautiful innocence at the start of the day to seeing people’s lives chewed up, messed up and left to their own devices, I know this probably happens in a lot of large cities but it was just such an eye opener in one way that the will to live is so strong when it appears the world is against you.
Even hearing and seeing the Ambulances with all their different sirens and being stuck in traffic. I again couldn’t help but think wow Life is not worth as much here as potentially by the time the Ambulance fights through the traffic who knows how the person would be. Once again, the size of the city I feel really affects the value and quality of human life.
Walking along the streets and seeing the beautiful old buildings there was such pride in building these buildings. Still, then in a lot of cases, the next generation didn’t always want to pay for the maintenance of some of them and so a lot of them have fallen into disrepair. The Freemasons building was a work of art.
Now being uptown we decided to head to Columbia University which was one of the places where there were massive protests, and some students occupied buildings. As with a lot of things once something like this happens laws and rules become more strict and Freedoms get cracked down on and we end up now with fewer places to visit and enjoy.
We were intending to visit the United Nations but it just happened to be the Annual General Meeting of the Nations. So a lot of streets near there were locked down and also there were a lot of Protesters including even Aniti AI protestors. Lots of police and even some army people around the city as well. Our own Penny Wong will be presenting.
Visiting Central Park we saw one of Clepatra’s needles. the other one is in London. Very weird why they were relocated from Egypt where they were created. This Oblesik was created in 1600 BC. It was moved to Alexandra Egypt in 123 BC tne it was presented to New York Feb 22 1881.
Belvedere Castle was originally built as a lookout, providing sweeping views of the surrounding landscape, it was then converted into a weather station. However, after closing in the 1960s, the castle fell into disrepair and began to suffer from vandalism, which marred its beauty and historical significance. Thankfully, a renewed interest in preserving the site’s heritage led to its transformation into a popular tourist attraction.
It all started with pulling Into Ashford and Viv backed into the car park. In a lot of NSW, you don’t angle park forward in but rather reverse in so your nose points to the street.
There was an awning on the shop as a lot of old shops used to have poles to hold them up. I was yelling to Viv to stop but she had her windows up and wasn’t paying attention. The Lady in the shop even came out and thought it was going to get hit. Well anyway as per the picture she just stopped in time.
Anyway, a gentleman eating a Potato Cake (Slice of Potato Deep fried in Batter) up the street saw the van and took a keen interest in it. We get a lot of people interested in our Motorhome. I noticed that he was wearing a cross and so asked him if he was a Christian.
He said he was the local minister who was there for 6 months as part of his Bible course. He was previously a mining engineer and had felt the call of God to go and study the Bible and to teach/preach etc. He loved the van and asked if he could bring his wife over for a look. We said of course and she had a look as well. We told them what we were doing, and they invited us back to their house for a Cuppa.
We went back and he filled us in on how he was getting involved with the locals and how they were being blessed to see some growth. It is exciting to see and hear good things happening in the country.
We probably only saw about 5 people in the whole town while we were there.
Anyway it was great to meet more Christians out trying to help their local community and sharing the Gospel in unique ways.
(and the Leather Apron. Baltimore, Washington DC, and Philadelphia)
When I was first directed to go to Baltimore by The LORD, I researched as to why He would have me go, I always research “The Religious (and true Christian) roots of the places to which I am sent. At that time I did not know that Maryland was the governmental cogs and wheels of the USA (and beyond) and I only just discovered when I was there on an assignment that Baltimore was first called “PROVIDENCE” and had been given a name change, named after Lord Baltimore. I will try to explain the significance of that as I relate the story.
I thought that my assignment there was to deal with the corrupt roots that had entered the USA via this tentacle of the Roman Catholic Church. My intercessory partner had been raised Roman Catholic. Some years after she was born again The Lord told her look “what I have delivered you from, I have given you authority over. it” Her name is Debbie. She is from Elgin Illinois.
For six years now The LORD has had me on assignments dealing with perverse governmental and covenantal roots that have come into nations (starting with my own in Australia) through the tentacle of the Freemasons and the Church of England. They are often subtle and appear as “Christian roots” but in fact are “Religious Roots” that need to be totally uprooted. We have tried to tolerate and work within that structure but the little bit of leaven has worked its way through the whole dough and the bread is spoiled.
I need to tell you a little sideline as a testimony of how The Lord confirmed this trip to Baltimore for the assignment and also to highlight how far we have fallen from the simple gospel truth, but also I believe how close we are to another “Jesus Movement.
I was on my way home from an assignment based on a Haggai 2:15 onwards, a promise that God had given me back in 2007 on Rosh Hashanah. I had been visiting places of previous revivals and church plants to call forth the seed of the harvest, seeds that pioneers had planted
It was in March 2019, that The Lord directed us to go to Baltimore (although at the time we thought that we were to go to St Lucia in The Caribbean). I had done a three-week road trip assignment in June of 2019 ending in the Bay of Holy Spirit (Mobile Alabama). The assignment was twofold “to break the soul ties off of America and to “honor the righteous seed and uncap the wells to put Holy Fire in those wells and breathe resurrection life into the sleeping Lazurus.
It was on the way home on the Los Angles to Brisbane flight that I sat next to a couple in their early 70s.
He asked me why I had been to the USA. I told him that it might sound strange but I had been praying for America. He seemed shocked and said “Why do you think America needs prayer?
I noticed that he was reading a Stephen King novel, so I thought “he needs to be saved”. In conversation, it came up that he and his wife were on their way to visit her sister on The Gold Coast. When I asked where they were from they said Baltimore. Well, I was excited. I thought that was enough confirmation as I was headed there for my next USA assignment (although I’ve had several other assignments in between).
Further, into the conversation, I asked what Baltimore was known for and he informed me “It’s Governmental”. Another tick on my box. He tells me Homeland security is based there etc. Then I ask if they are retired and travel a lot. No, he is not retired yet. He was a minister from a particular church in Baltimore that caught my attention when I was doing my original research and I was planning to visit that church to pray. I’m thinking, “Is he even saved?” You could have knocked me out of my chair. And he asks me why I think America needs prayer? Are you kidding me? What sort of minister is he?
And so I asked him “How did you get saved?” (thinking he needs salvation, surely if he’s reading a Stephen King novel. “How saved is he”). He tells me that his wife was the daughter of a minister. He was a university student studying philosophy and he got saved in a coffee shop! I said, “Was that during The Jesus Movement?” He said “Yes”. He didn’t go into the ministry straight away. He was a social worker first.
What an amazing confirmation. How “lost is the church is into philosophies of men” but how ready the Father is to pour out His Spirit on a generation and “to shake everything that can be shaken”.
As is usual with the evolution of these assignments I get bits of the puzzle along the way, most of the pieces come however when we put our feet on the ground. More always unfolds before our “eyes” as we arrive at the place of our assignment. We are not moving in the knowledge realm but in the realm of The Spirit of Revelation.
I knew that I had to go to Washington DC to break off covenantal roots that were tainted with the mixture. The “roots” he was speaking of include both “The Constitution” and every other covenant that has been made by men on the land and this included “The First Amendment” as righteous as it appears. The first amendment is “religious” and is a gateway for the enemy to bring in any expression of antichrist worship and protects “the religious spirits”.
Currently, in my own nation, the Satanists are using it to defend their right to teach “their religion” in public education facilities.
There is only One Foundation. Yeshua Ha Machshiah, Jesus Christ, He is both The Cornerstone and The Capstone (through The Jacob Generation) that is now coming forth Not By Might, Not By Power, But By My Spirit as the plumbline is in the hands of those coming out of Babel (Zerubbabel).
It was only about three weeks prior to leaving for the USA on March 5, 2020, that I heard The Lord say “I want you to take the Hoodwink off America”. When I was on my way to Philadelphia, I heard Him say “I want you to take the leather apron off as well”. I will explain that further later. The directive of the Holy Spirit “to take the Hoodwink off” was confirmed within a week as Glory of Zion hosted a gathering called “Freedom to Release your Voice and Chris Haward spoke about going in to possess the land, taking down the giants and Bill Sudduth spoke about the mixture in the foundations with Freemasonry.
In the time leading up to the assignment, The Lord had given me Psalm 68, quite some time before, perhaps as long as 6 months prior as scripture that needed to be released as a declaration, we were to make the same declaration and release the same song. I also had a banner made in 2019 for this next assignment season. The Banner was “Freedom” representing “Coming out of darkness and into the light”.
About a month prior to leaving, a friend in Melbourne, with whom I make random contact, sent me a text. She sent me “Psalm 68” but could have no idea why she was sending that. The week prior to leaving a work colleague who is not a Christian but with whom I share a little of my prayer stories had a vision. She had never had a vision before, and she told me in the vision, she saw a big red glowing number. (This was on 25th Feb 2020) the numbers were 68:16 like numbers on a digital clock and she said she believed she was to tell me but thought she was crazy. I immediately phoned her to tell her what it meant.
Psalm 68:16 says ”Why do you fume with envy, you mountain of many peaks? This is the mountain in which God desires to dwell in. Yes The Lord will dwell in it forever.”
“As America goes, so goes the world”
The Gates of America are Key.
THE LORD IS MY LIGHT AND MY SALVATION AND THE LORD OF GLORY THUNDERS.
In addition to Psalm 68, The Lord had given me a dream and in the dream, I was on a ship and on assignment. To do the assignment on the land I was given “lunch” packs, Those lunch packs were leather scrolls, one in each hand, rolled up like a “wrap with a leather tie. I knew in the dream that one of those lunch scrolls was Psalm 27 and one of those lunch scrolls was Psalm 29. I was to use those psalms as well in Washington DC and Baltimore.
WE ARE THE 5:15
As we were leaving for Brisbane airport on 5th March I was hearing a song written by the Glory of Zion team “We are The 5:15”. It’s time for Acts 5:15. I began to quietly sing the song and periodically throughout the assignment.
On route, I heard The LORD say “We have a showdown at High Noon”. I felt that He was referring to the showdown between Elijah and Jezebel and the prophets of Baal and I also thought of the scripture from Malachi 4 where it speaks of the day coming burning like an oven and The Sun of Righteousness arising with Healing in His Wings. When I read that scripture I imagine the sun at High Noon. To our enemies, He will make ashes under our feet. Interestingly there is also a reference to Moses. It’s like the passage is speaking of The Two Witnesses.
HIGH NOON
Our wheels stopped rolling at LA International airport at precisely High Noon Brisbane time. I know that it was no coincidence.
We had a connecting flight to Washington DC, where we were to meet our friends at a parking garage and walk from there to The Washington Monument. I felt that we would arrive at the Washington Monument at a significant time.
We rolled into DC at around 4:30 pm and caught an Uber to where the parking garage was located. Another Wild confirmation, the UBER driver dropped us kerbside at 555 Pennsylvania Avenue right on the corner of the mall. The building was The First Amendment centre and emboldened on top of the center on 555 Pennsylvania was “Freedom Forum” and on the side along the Washington Mall is written The First Amendment “We The People”.
Well it’s time for the Hoodwink to come off and to realize that it is not about “We The People” but it is about “The One True God of the Universe.”
The First Amendment is not a friend to Believers in Jesus Christ. If we don’t cut off the power to this covenantal decree it will become a great enemy not only to the American people but to every democratic nation that believes that they have freedom of speech and the “right to practice religion”.
We had very little time to be in DC. The Lord knew exactly where we needed to be and knew exactly what time we needed to be there. He dropped me right at the gate which declared “Freedom” but in fact, it is a wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing. After decreeing the power over that deceptive covenant be broken we saw our friends across the street at the parking garage where we were to meet and we proceeded to The Washington Monument. We arrived at The Washington Monument without any intent or calculation on our part at 5:15.
It’s almost as if we didn’t have to do anything but show up and put our boots on the ground. Not only that, due to the beginning of the coronavirus scare, crowds were reduced and there were just a couple of keen photographers looking for sunset shots so we were not hindered by onlookers.
We Prayed and Prophesied from Psalm 68, Psalm 27, and Psalm 29 and then Marched singing Let God Arise, His enemies be scattered, and then “The Lord has led forth His people with joy and His chosen ones with singing. He has given to them, the land of the nations.” We felt that we had to march around 8 times (anticlockwise) with our “Lion of the Tribe of Judah banner ” establishing His Kingship over this governmental mountain on the earth.
After that, we let out a shout repeated 3 times. “Let My People Go” and then after we Roared. With me, was my husband Campbell, Debbie and her Husband, and her two brothers (and wives). It was their grandfather (several generations back) that owned the land that The White House is on.)
They have previously been to the city to decree that the land is returned to its original intent. After we had Roared again as we dropped a plumbline between the Washington Monument and the Capitol building and felt we were “done”.
BALTIMORE. DEDICATED TO THE SKY GOD (SATURN)
We drove on to Baltimore. Our address was on the corner of Light and Key street!!! Well, that got my attention too. Debbie’s husband had booked an Airbnb and it so happened to be right on the corner of the historical, foundational area of Baltimore. We took a walk and not too far down the road a set of new apartments was lit up at 414 Light Street Immediately Debbie and I looked at each other and said “Esther 4:14, For such a time as this We were actually walking to try to find something open where we could eat. It was getting quite late, around 8:30 pm. We walked to the harbor (gateway) and located right at the gateway was The World Trade Centre. In front of The World Trade Centre was a monument “dedicated to the memory of 911” that ”told the time” on one day per year. On 9/11!
What are the chances of being able to design and locate a structure perfectly to be able to tell the time only on one day per year?.
Debbie had not noticed that it was at The World Trade Centre. But as soon as I saw the building I knew that this was a major trading floor in the spirit realm, as significant as the one in New York and the one in Miami (that we had visited in previously)
I prayed briefly there and explained some of the significance and knew that we were to return to pray there before the break of day before there were any onlookers as we would need to make some loud decrees and Roar at these wicked gates.
The structure (monument) comprises three twisted metal pylons from the WTC in New York. They each measure 22 feet and so added together they become 66 feet. Anyone who knows about Illuminati numbers knows the significance of these numbers (6 times 11(George Washington’s favorite number) and 2 times 33.
Another monument that stood opposite the entry and harbor of the World Trade Centre was called “Under Sky/One Family” an ugly structure no doubt dedicated to Saturn, the Sky god. Once again made of remnants of the WTC in NY and it resembled the piece of equipment that freemasons used to lower the cornerstone into place
The following morning we left our apartment at 5 am to walk down to the monument to pray and we arrived again right at 5:15. We had stopped along the way to take a couple of photographs, We had not calculated our time. Once again God was confirming that we are going to walk supernaturally according to His Timing. God is indeed coming to “overshadow” His People so that we may become those whose shadow brings healing to people, to the nations.
Debbie was hearing “76” and so we felt that The LORD was referring to Psalm 76 to be released as Decrees at this gate of hell.
And none of the mighty men have found the use of their hands.
6 At Your rebuke, O God of Jacob,
Both the chariot and horse were cast into a dead sleep.
7 You, Yourself, are to be feared;
And who may stand in Your presence
When once You are angry
8 You caused judgment to be heard from heaven;
The earth feared and was still,
9 When God arose to judgment,
To deliver all the oppressed of the earth. Selah
10 Surely the wrath of man shall praise You;
With the remainder of wrath, You shall gird Yourself.
11 Make vows to the Lord your God, and pay them;
Let all who are around Him bring presents to Him who ought to be feared.
12 He shall cut off the spirit of princes;
He is awesome to the kings of the earth.
Surely God is arising to judge and to deliver the oppressed of the earth.
We roared in this “sky gate” Announcing Yeshua is the Cornerstone and calling forth the generation of Jacob, The Capstone. We Shouted” Grace, Grace, Grace and “Let My People Go” people go and roared. This time we dropped a Plumbline.
COLUMBUS “THE FATHER OF SLAVERY
From The World Trade Centre, we walked further to a Columbus statue also strategically located overlooking the harbor adjacent to a park that had a “sound” playground in it. The “instruments” made out of lengths of pipes etc produced a “warped “sound. As a musician, I recognized that there was “no order” to the sound. Unlike xylophones with different lengths of metal plates that produce a predicted note in the order. These lengths of pipes did not produce a pleasant harmonious sound. They were ‘Out of order”.
Again we made decrees at this gate and released a Roar. Breaking the spirit that operated through Christopher Columbus off this city, state, and region. Did you know that the name “Columbus” in Latin means “Dove”?
On the road to Columbus Ohio on a previous prayer journey last Pentecost, The LORD had told me to go to Columbus Ohio to give America a “Heart transplant”. On the way there from the previous city, out of my mouth came suddenly “Columbus was the False Prophet”.
I was shocked. I had not given this any thought.
My traveling intercessory partners thought I was making a statement.
After I said that I didn’t know where that came from and I hadn’t been thinking about him at that time my friends then googled the number of places in the world that had statues of Christopher Columbus, the number of places that had Columbus place names and the number of statues in the USA and the meaning of the name. We were shocked to discover that his name meant “Dove” in Latin. The Lord indeed was showing us that he was the agent through which this spirit of the antichrist entered the USA, in a number of ways. The most number of places named after him, including the national capital is in the USA, and the most number of statues that give him honor is in the USA.
“INSPIRED WORDS”, BUT INSPIRED BY WHOM?
I had thought that I needed to go to Fort Henry in the afternoon to pray in relation to “ The Star Spangled Banner Anthem.
I had discovered just the night before that the anthem was written by Scott Keys (I was researching Keys because I knew that the name of the street on which we were located was related to the foundations of the city/colony)
In further research, I discovered that the “roots “had a mixture” and that it was written to a tune to which a secret society in London had written “a praise anthem” to their God, Saturn, and his second heaven host. The tune was originally called “To Anacreon in Heaven”, the anthem of a secret society of learned men, doctors, lawyers, etc. It was called “The Anacreontic Society”. The club celebrated with food, drink, women, lewd humor, etc. The origins of the “Inspired song” are from Greek and Roman gods. Anacreon was a Greek Poet known for his Erotic Poems, Wine, and Women who died in 478 BC from choking on a grape seed. The history of the anthem sung over America is “shocking”. I will include an article published in The Baltimore Sun on Feb 17th, 2012 which details the twisted origins of the song.
That sound had to be broken and a calling forth of a new sound for America to be heard.
If you read the full article you will also note that the tune was picked up by masons with worship directed to Hiram.
I had thought that the song was written at Fort McHenry and so we had planned to go to Fort Henry in the afternoon and go to the Basilica and Washington Monument in the morning. We were somewhat limited (although this was a God setup) by one of our team members having a last-minute knee injury and having to be on crutches.
We were headed up to the basilica (The Head of the Roman Catholic church in America) called Basilica of the National Shrine of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary.
We had been instructed by The Lord to go to this place to “Sever the Head”.
On the way up to the Basilica, my attention was drawn to a sculpture, off to our left in a piazza which turned out to be the central square. We discovered that it was a fountain in front of the Federal building (a water sculpture) they are almost always dedicated to “the water serpent”. It was called “Garden”. Upon entering the square my eyes were then drawn to an ugly sculpture to our left which turned out to be “Venus”. Then on top of the entrance of The Federal Building was an unnamed sculpture made of steel which looked like sound pipes with a trumpet central and facing upwards to the sky over the entrance of the building. We knew that it represented a twisted sound being released through this “gate. There was no plaque regarding this sculpture and I have not been able to find anything on searching the web about the building and sculptures in Baltimore.
My partner Debbie had arrived the day prior and in walking around the city had been captured by The Lord Baltimore Hotel, which happened to be bordering this square. She didn’t know why but it just captivated her attention as having sinister significance, a presence. Just to the right in the square was a vacant block and a sign with a historical marker. It was in fact here, on this site, that The Star Spangled Banner song had been written. No Coincidence
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We were further to discover that Nancy Pelosi’s Father had “watched over “and in sculpture form still” watches over” this plaza, and is called “The architect of the renaissance of Baltimore”. It is no surprise then that The Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi comes out of this wicked sound gate.
We decreed that her sound would be cut off and that her words would fall to the ground, we decreed that the wicked perversion of sound is cut off from this city and that a righteous sound would break in from Heaven and that Heaven’s song, The LORD’S song would be sung over this nation.
We prayed for a time here and were to discover more sinister information at a later stage that would bring us back here to break off “Haigus” (corona). This spirit was connected to Lord Baltimore.
We proceeded now in the rain to the Basilica, stopping and praying at the site of the first site of the Roman Catholic church in Baltimore which led up to the Washington monument.
We went into the building and noticed to our right that it was also the headquarters of The Knights of Columbus (no surprise). We found a quiet corner at the rear of the church after quietly walking around it praying in tongues quietly holding hands and agreed with Debbie as she took authority over the antichrist spirit, the spirit hiding behind the mask of Catholicism
Due to the beginning of the coronavirus shutdown, there weren’t a lot of people in the street. We stood then at the gates and declared “Let My People Go” three times and then Roared. We looked at our phones to see the time of day. It was High Noon.
As we went in all these places we called for the Righteous shaking of God’s Good Judgements but that The Lord would have Mercy upon the people entangled in this web/shroud of lies and deceit. Death clothes. It’s time for Lazarus to come forth. It’s John 10:10 and John 11:11 time.
We headed on to The Washington monument where there is a bust of George Washington in the entryway portrayed as a Roman Emperor (a son of Columbus for sure)
We decreed a breaking off of the spirit that was established through this man Washington, praying there for some time again before heading over to Maestro’s Cafe (there is a lot about sound in this city) which had a wall dedicated to the story of the history of the city and its philanthropic fathers, the most notable George Peabody who is said to be “The Father of Modern Philanthropy.
Despite being born into a poor family in Massachusetts. Peabody became extremely wealthy through Financial Trade in London.
This cafe was opposite The John Hopkins Medical University, the first and still one of the foremost research medical facilities in the USA and the world. Opened in 1893. In fact, it is at the core of research into this coronavirus (coincidence? I think not) Covid 19 was originally found in 2013 and was called RaT 13) I’ve been hearing a lot about rats lately and started praying for the flood of the righteousness of The Lord to come in to flood the sewers to bring the rats out of their hiding. He is one of the men who shaped America, donating to hundreds of educational institutions and libraries in the USA. (Knowledge)
God is shaking the tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil at this time and we will discover that its fruit is rotten to the core. Some of the hearts of the men throughout the history of the growth of this tree may have had Good Intentions but not God’s intentions, so I am not casting any personal judgment upon these men, but upon a system that has its root in deception.
We just prayed here that The Lord would reveal, uncover and expose every evil hidden thing and that His Kingdom is established on top of this mountain. Every mountain that man has built will be brought low.
The following morning prior to going to board our cruise ship to the Caribbean where we had an assignment, we decided to take a walk up to Federal Hill to RoAR over the city. Afterward, Campbell and I just decided to take more of a walk to explore the harbor area on the opposite side near the original sugar factory.
We came across another significant portal giving an invitation for demonic governance in the area of the arts. Positioned between the peak of Federal Hill and the harbor was a modern sculpture called “Sky Gate” again another site dedicated to the sky god Saturn.
On the wall of the art museum which faces over the harbor it says ”O Do You See”, a teasing sarcastic statement that is obviously implying that you don’t see what is hidden in plain sight. There is an owl sitting on the gate to one side of that wall and on the upper part of the building on the opposite side of the face is “the all-seeing eye of Horus” A Mocking spirit at the gate.
In front of the building along the pavement is painted the history of America from its founding fathers until now. The statement on the wall under the Sky Gate circle sculpture is from the Talmud.
It reads “CALL THEM NOT YOUR CHILDREN CALL THEM YOUR BUILDERS”.
We broke off that curse, spending quite some time speaking reverse blessings and decrees at this most significant “Gateway.”
Again we roared Let My People Go” three times and then Roared through this “SKY GATE sculpture from The Federal Hillside facing through to the harbor) waters)
Also printed into the cement pathway was an image of a sea dragon.
There was much evil imagery (prophesying) in this gateway.
It’s time for the arts to be redeemed and for the Kingdom of our, LORD to be established on top of this mountain.
A MOST UNUSUAL JOURNEY OF DIVINE INTERRUPTIONS
We boarded our cruise for the Caribbean around midday again, requiring the Covid screening process as we boarded.
Due to the COVID-19 crisis, we were only allowed entry to two ports (where we had assignments ordained by The LORD. One of those ports was Dominica, which wasn’t on our original itinerary but was definitely on Father’s itinerary!
I will write up separate documents for Dominica and Barbados.
The change in itinerary gave us a lot of additional time to read and hear The Lord. He had other things to reveal to us and further assignments when we returned to US soil.
THE LORD IS ALWAYS SPEAKING
It is extremely rare for me to read “secular” books. My reading is mostly The Scriptures and research relating to the scriptures or assignment-related historical material. Interesting since I really disliked history at school.
I felt like going to the library on the ship to see what books there were since we had a lot of sailing days on this cruise. I was captivated by the imagery on the cover of a novel. It pictured a boy falling from The Washington monument in Baltimore and a sword that had fallen from his hand and was falling ahead of him to the ground and flying over him a huge raven.
It was called “FOOL to the WORLD. A Charmed City Adventure.”
When I looked at the rear of the book, there was an image of a staff, a chalice (the holy grail), and a pentacle (a pentagram within a circle charm).
I saw that it was a Baltimore based” novel” of a battle between “good” and “evil” demonic forces.
The “hero”, a young boy called Matthew (his name means God’s Gift) had two weeks to save his friend and the world from a vampire called HAIGUS.
When my intercessory partner Debbie looked up the meaning of HAIGUS, the first thing that came up was Coronavirus. I knew that I had to read that book. It totally confirmed that indeed there are the most sinister forces which find their gateway in this state of Maryland in Baltimore.
Key sites in the story were in fact The Lord Baltimore Hotel, The Washington Monument. The Powerhouse and The World Trade Centre. The 27th floor of the World Trade Centre was the scene of the final battle in this story and it is named “The Top of the World”.
The story revolved around real persons who have shaped American history, and in this “story” they are Arcane (the immortals) Edgar Allan Poe and (Francis) Scott Keys are two of these “immortals.”
We knew that we had to return to the World Trade Centre in Baltimore after the cruise to make further decrees, to release Micah Chapter 4, and to go back to the square where the Lord Baltimore Hotel (which is said to be haunted. Now I have no doubt) was told to pray and make decrees/prayer from 1 Kings CH 8.
I was to take my tambourine and sing and dance around that plaza to Miriam’s song. God made the way. The piazza was all but empty aside from a security guard standing in front of the Federal building and a very occasional pedestrian through the piazza.
There was nobody at The World Trade Centre except the security inside.
I guess it will look strange on the video surveillance footage. One week later and it would not have been impossible with all the shutdowns.
God’s timing was perfect. He knows what He is doing. He has his army and their boots are on the ground.
PHILADELPHIA.
We had booked to stay in Lancaster Pennsylvania the night after the cruise, and the night before flying back to Australia. I had tickets to see the Sound and Light production of Esther for my 60th birthday which fell right on Purim this year.
A few days prior to returning to Baltimore I had this urgency to go back to Philadelphia to pray again (I was there in 2015, just two days prior to the Pope’s visit).
Debbie was desperate to get a bell and so we both felt that we needed to go to Philadelphia to pray at the Liberty Bell and to release a Roar for true Freedom, not perceived freedom administered by “The Law”.
Our husbands factored in the diversion and as it turned out, the production was canceled and so our entire focus then was on Philadelphia (and Columbia Lancaster County). On the cruise, I had further time to research Philadelphia and I discovered that there were many exclusive kinds of societies, really “religions”. The “Theosophical society was birthed there. The Universal Church was birthed there. But what particularly captured my attention was a secretive group headed by a young Benjamin Franklin, just 21 years old when he started the group, called “the leather apron society”. They were a group of great thinkers from different spheres of influence, architects, doctors, and lawyers. Various trades, and leaders in their fields and it was from this group that some of the most significant shapers of American society emerged.
I heard The Lord say you need to take off that leather apron to expose their reproductive parts”. Just like the ‘hoodwink’ had to be removed so that the blindness of the people could be healed, so the apron had to come off to expose “the wicked seed”. There’s a lot more that I could say about this. Interestingly I also discovered that the first vaccination research “trials” were birthed in Philadelphia by one of these doctors involved in these secret societies. They experimented with smallpox. “Thinking themselves wise, they became fools”. Most of what came out of Philadelphia was “philosophies of men”.
I heard The Lord say “America Needs To Be Born Again”.
The very following day I open up FaceBook and found a post from Dutch Sheets with the dream sent from an intercessor who had a vision about a knotted rope tied to a bell and that intercession for the USA would save the USA, just before the bell. He also said America Needs To be Born Again. That was total confirmation. We went to Philadelphia once again to find that we had the city almost to ourselves, but for a few homeless people and the security guards.
We prayed down the mall area between Independence hall and The National Constitution Centre and in the Independence Hall National Park, we came as signatories and heralds of a new constitution, laying the Cornerstone of Jesus Christ our King and calling forth the Capstone of the Jacob generation, Only One King. Jesus.
From Independence mall near the Liberty bell facing The National Constitution Centre, we Roared “Freedom “ three times and used our Promises Fulfilled Banner to worship. Not coincidentally, there is an exhibit at this time called “Civil War and Reconstruction”.
A banner hangs from a light pole with a poignant statement by Harriet Tubman (recent movie Harriet) “Now I’ve been free, I know what a dreadful condition slavery is.” Harriet pioneered a freedom movement. Now God’s people are rising up to pioneer “the greatest Freedom Movement”. Once again we find ourselves in a “warzone”. We announced to America “You must be born again “ “You shall be saved”
The time on the clock was 2:38 pm.
ACTS 2:38
Then Peter said to them,” Repent and be Baptised in the Name of Jesus Christ for the remission of Sins: and you shall receive the Gift of the Holy Spirit”.
This Passover, Let The Spirit of Repentance wash over America and through the nations of the earth. Let the sound of salvation ring from the heart of America as she awakens to the sound of The New Day.
ACTS 2:39
For the Promise is to you and your Children and to all who are far off, as many as The Lord our God will call.
In mid-2014, around July/August I think The LORD woke me up suddenly with a song. It was after a 21-day Daniel fast. I was praying for my city of Brisbane and for the nation of Australia with the prayer of repentance by Daniel from Chapter 9, verse 4 onward.
“And I prayed to The LORD my GOD and made confession, and said, “Oh LORD, great and awesome God, who keeps His covenant and mercy with those who love Him and with those who keep His commandments, 5, we have sinned and committed iniquity, we have done wickedly and rebelled, even by departing from Your precepts and Your judgments, 6 Neither have we heeded Your servants, the prophets, who spoke in Your Name to our kings and our princes, to our fathers and all the people of the land. 8 O LORD, righteousness belongs to You, but shame of face, as it is this day-to the men of Judah, to the inhabitants of Jerusalem and all Israel, those near and those far off in all the countries to which You have driven them, because of the unfaithfulness which they have committed against You, 9 To The LORD our God belong mercy and forgiveness, though we have rebelled against Him. 10 We have not obeyed the voice of The LORD our God, to walk in His laws, which He set before us by His servants, the prophets.
11 Yes all Israel has transgressed Your law, and has departed so as not to obey Your voice; therefore the curse and the oath written in the Law of Moses the servant of God have been poured out on us, because we have sinned against Him, 12 And he has confirmed his words, which he spoke against us and against our judges who judged us by bringing upon us a great disaster, for under the whole heaven such has never been done to Jerusalem. 13 As it is written in the Law of Moses, all this disaster has come upon us; YET WE HAVE NOT MADE OUR PRAYER BEFORE THE LORD THAT WE MAY TURN FROM OUR INIQUITIES AND UNDERSTAND TRUTH, 14 Therefore, The LORD has kept this disaster in mind, and brought it upon us, for The LORD our God IS RIGHTEOUS IN ALL THE WORKS HE DOES (judgements implied here) though we have not obeyed his Voice. 15, And now, O LORD our God, who brought Your people out of the land of Egypt with a mighty hand, and made Yourself a Name as it is this day-we have sinned and done wickedly,16, O LORD according to all Your righteousness, I pray, let Your anger and Your fury be turned away from Your city Jerusalem, Your Holy mountain, because for our sins and for the iniquities of our fathers, Jerusalem and Your people are a reproach to all those around us. 17 Now, therefore, our God, hear the prayer of Your servant, and his supplications, and FOR THE LORD’S SAKE, cause Your face to shine upon Your sanctuary, which is desolate, 18 O my God, incline Your ear and hear. Open Your eyes and see our desolations and the city, which is called by Your name, for we do not present our supplications before You because of our righteous deeds, but because of Your great mercies 19 Oh LORD hear! Oh LORD forgive! Oh LORD listen and act! Do not delay for our own sake, my God, for Your city and Your people are called by Your Name.”
That’s a pretty good prayer for us to be praying right now as “the abomination (SSM) of desolation” is jockeying for position in “our temple” in “our city” in “THIS GREAT SOUTHLAND OF THE HOLY SPIRIT.”
Being woken with the lyrics of a song was a first so to speak of The LORD speaking to me in this way. The song was neither of “my era” nor my “genre” in terms of musical preferences, so it really got my attention. I was familiar with the song as it had been popular in Australia about 30 years ago. The lyrics start (and this first verse was all I heard”)
“Solid Rock
Standing on sacred ground
Living on borrowed time
THE WINDS OF CHANGE ARE BLOWING DOWN THE LINE.
I have capitalized the last line because there was an emphasis on these words.
I couldn’t sleep. I knew THE LORD was speaking to me.
Here are the full lyrics
Out here nothin’ changes Not in a hurry anyway You can feel the endlessness With the comin’ of the light o’ day You’re talkin’ ’bout a chosen place You wanna sell it in a marketplace Well Well just a minute now
You’re standin’ on Solid rock Standin’ on sacred ground Livin’ on borrowed time And the winds of change Are blowin’ down the line
Right down the line
Well round about the dawn of time The Dreaming all began A crowd of people came Well they were lookin’ for their promised land We’re runnin’ from the heart of darkness Searchin’ for the heart of light It was their paradise
Well they were standin’ on Solid rock Standin’ on sacred ground Livin’ on borrowed time And the winds of change Were blowin’ cold that night
Well they were standin’ on the shore one day Saw the white sails in the sun Wasn’t long before they felt the sting White man, white law, white gun Don’t tell me that it’s justified Cause somewhere Someone lied Yeah, well someone lied Someone lied Genocide Well someone lied
And now you’re standing on Solid rock Standing’ on sacred ground Living on borrowed time And the winds of change Are blowing down the line
Solid rock Standing on sacred ground Living on borrowed time And the winds of change Are blowing’ down the line
Solid rock Standing’ on sacred ground Living’ on borrowed time And the winds of change Are blowing down the line No!
I realised that they were about the injustice to the first nations people of our nation and to cut a long story short, The LORD revealed that His heart was grieved at the injustice and that “the winds of change” were about to start blowing in order to remove “the powers and principalities, the rulers in High places. This led me to intercessory journeys to Alice Springs and Uluru initially, the heart of our nation, then to Bowen, the “gate” of the slave trade in Australia and to the East Caribbean and to the West Caribbean where the foundations of the colonial governance were on the backs of the African Slaves. I was later sent to the USA including Alaska and Victoria, British Columbia (Captain Cooks route) from Seattle. I was sent to repent for colonial invasion, the injustice and bloodshed and to call for the overturning of unrighteous governmental structures in every sphere and to call for “the winds of change” to blow away the old, and to call forth the governors of Gods Kingdom back to “the gates”.
The last of these assignments before the winds began to blow in our nation was up into the South Pacific Islands (Vanuatu and New Caledonia) and was to call for the fulfilment of the prophetic declaration made on the Day of Pentecost in 1606 by a Portuguese explorer, dedicating all the lands from the islands of Vanuatu, specifically from Santo Spirito island all the way south to the pole, to The Kingdom of God. So, came about the name “The Great Southland of The Holy Spirit”. Most of the slaves that came to work on the cane fields in North eastern Australia were taken from the South Pacific Islands. The term given to this slave trade was “blackbirding”.
CYCLONE DEBBIE
In the days, just prior to a second intercessory cruise up to the islands of The South Pacific, an unprecedented whirlwind (cyclone) began forming out in the Coral Sea Northeast of Australia. It was unprecedented in the sense that it was extraordinarily slow moving and had an extensive radius. Its diameter was around 1,000 km’s.
As it formed out in the Coral sea, I knew in my spirit that God was speaking through this storm and I waited for the name to be given to the cyclone to see what God was saying. It was named “Debbie”, shortened form of DEBORAH.
The bible tells us that that in the days of the Judges, “everyone did what was right in their own eyes”. There was no King in those days.
They had lost the true foundation of true governance in the land. Eli’s wicked sons failed to steward their priestly duties and so society was imploding, I expect that they are not unlike the days in which we find ourselves living in now. God raised up a “mother” it tells us. Deborah is often referred to as “The Mother of Israel”. She was a prophetess and was the fourth judge of Israel.
Deborah’s name means “Honeybee” which points to the sweetness of God’s word, his Truth.
I knew that God was saying that he was coming in this whirlwind to remove the unrighteous “rulers at the gates” and to bring His righteous governance. I also perceived that He was going to raise up “Mothers” in this hour, zealous for God, zealous for His Truth and zealous for His inheritance in this millennial generation. I also sensed that He was raising up a prophetic movement in this hour and that many of these would-be women.
I also had this, strong expectation and watched with anticipation, that this wind would make landfall through “the gate” of Bowen.
In April of 2015, The LORD has sent me on an intercessory assignment. I got a “one-liner” message from the Lord “You need to go to Bowen, it’s a gate and The Glory train is coming through Bowen.
That’s just how it is with the way The LORD communicates with me; one liners that send me on a history search and subsequent adventure.
My friend, prophetic artist Pam Finlay can testify that this is true.
I discovered that Captain Cook had sighted and visited and named Edgecombe Bay on the eastern side, now known as Kings Beach (interesting name change I think) in 1770.
He sailed through the famous (world heritage listed) Whitsunday islands, in addition to The South Pacific Islands, Hawaii and New Zealand.
Long story short, because of European invasion and settlement, the indigenous peoples were treated inhumanely, tortured, imprisoned and used as slaves. On Whitsunday island itself, Captain Cooks crew were responsible for annihilating the tribe that inhabited that island. And the disgraceful irony is that Whit Sunday was named for the day on the Anglican religious calendar 7 Sundays after easter (the replacement celebration for Pentecost) and the day on which we celebrate the outpouring of The Holy Spirit.
The blood cries out from these islands.
In addition, Bowen was named after the first governor of Queensland and was originally considered to be the capital of Queensland because of the significant size and suitability as a port. It is Queensland’s oldest town. There are strong freemasonry roots and it was through this “gate of Bowen that the “blackbirded” slaves came from the South Pacific Islands (mainly from Vanuatu) to be used to establish cane fields.
The cane fields extended approximately 1,000 km’s, as far north as Townsville and South to Mackay, even some as far as the North Brisbane area and you can anticipate I am sure what I am going to tell you is that the path of the cyclone extended almost as far north as Townsville after it came through the “gate” of Bowen and extended as far south as Mackay and the worst hit area for damage was Proserpine, south of Bowen, named after the fertility goddess “Proserpina”. Remember fertility has to do with “seeds”.
The cane fields were flattened. Life was spared and there wasn’t severe extensive damage to properties although the cane fields were flattened.
Heavy rains followed down the east coast of Australia to Brisbane and as we sailed out of Sydney for the intercessory assignment to The South Pacific Islands, the storm hit Sydney and we sailed up through the aftermath of the cyclone, as it weakened travelling south.
Closely on the heels of this cyclone, another was bearing down on The Bay of Plenty in New Zealand.
Not coincidentally, the name of this cyclone was “Cook” and The Bay of Plenty was named by Captain Cook.
I knew that as we travelled on “Explorer of The Seas” that we were retracing the trade and slave routes of the explorers Cook and Dalrymple to bring a reversal of the curse, restoration and redemption of everything that had been lost a and stolen,
At the same time, as “COOK” was forming over The Bay of Plenty, another cyclone “ERNIE” was forming over the Northwest “gate” of Australia. The name “Ernie means “battle to the end” and the city of Darwin was named after Charles Darwin, the evolutionist. I have no doubt that The LORD is speaking through these storms. He is about removing these powers and principalities. He has heard the cries of his people. The shaking of all things has begun. It is not going to be “smooth sailing”.
At that time as I documented these cyclones, The LORD said to me “Watch where the winds blow in this next season. He said “old foundations are being washed away. Rain is coming to confirm your inheritance” and the reference God was speaking to me from was Psalm 68.
HURRICANE HARVEY
Now Hurricane “Harvey” barrels through Houston.
God is again “speaking in the whirlwind”. It is not a still small voice this time. He is wanting to wake up the Heart, Mind and Spirit of The United States of America. His vengeance is not directed toward people but toward the rulers in high places. Unfortunately, in the western society it is almost impossible to escape our “attachment” in some form or other to these societal structures that are on mixed foundations. I believe in this hour God is addressing these “mixed foundations”. There can only be one foundation that will stand in the millennium and that is Christ, the Cornerstone.
Harvey means “warrior”
Houston comes from the name meaning “Hughes town”, The name Hugh is Scottish and means “heart, mind, spirt”
The wind of God is blowing through the gate of “THE COMMAND CENTRE OF THE WORLD” in order to wake up the warriors.
Wherever you go in the western world it is possible to hear someone say, “We have a problem Houston”
There is no doubt that Texas represents the “heart, mind and spirit” of Christians in the USA.
God is calling His People to awaken and get back to “the command centre”. We have to come back to “The Heart of Worship” and the place where we can “hear the still small voice” which say’s “this is the way, walk ye in it”. It all about Jesus. It’s not about structures and buildings and religious rituals and formats or styles.
I was so blessed to see a video that went viral on FB of a beautiful African American lady leading worship in a shelter in the midst of a storm. LORD, there’s a Deborah right there. She knows how to stand and fight in the face of adversity.
HURRICANE IRMA
I found that many people had found that the name “Irma” meant “war goddess” and there were quite a significant number of people in the prophetic community who were “rebuking the storm”, believing it was from “the enemy”. It really unsettled me. Some of these voices I have great respect for but on this occasion, I felt that they were not hearing and seeing accurately. “We see in part and we know in part”. We need to be very careful not to walk in presumption as Moses did when he “struck the rock,” when The LORD told him to “speak to the rock”. We cannot walk in “method”. We must walk circumspectly in these days. That means taking a good look at the whole picture. Look at every angle before moving.
As soon as I saw and heard of this storm forming in the Caribbean waters I researched the name Irma. I am watching the “winds” in this season. Especially significant that these storms are forming at the time in the Hebraic calendar month of Elul.
It was on Elul 1st, 2nd and 3rd that The LORD sent me on an assignment to the USA “to reverse the curse and redeem the sound”. Elul is “the month of repentance” before the “great and awesome day “Rosh Hashanah. It is a month to examine ourselves and to “get right with The LORD”
The first name meaning. that “popped up” when I began researching was “Brazen rod”.
There can be no doubt that implies judgement. The word tells us that, Gods judgements are righteous; that they are good. His judgments come not to destroy but to “reset”, to get rid of what is not holy and to restore what is right.
My prayer through the entirety of this period was” Lord let Your righteous judgements come to remove the wickedness in high places, Let Your vengeance be upon the powers and principalities at the gates but Lord, remember mercy to the people.”
Like cyclone Deborah, this was a slow-moving system of about 1,000 km diameter and was again focused on the islands where the slave trade had been focused, the Caribbean (where I had been sent on assignment) and to blessing.
Why Florida? I couldn’t find a history of slavery, however what I did discover is that the Florida Keys, the focus of the intensity of IRMA in the USA were originally inhabited by First nations, Calusa and Tequesta Americans. It was Juan Ponce de Leon (incidentally who became the governor of Puerto Rico, where I had also been sent on a specific assignment two-years prior and also hit hard by this cyclone) named the Keys “Los Martirs” which means “THE MARTYRS” because they “looked like suffering men from a distance. “Really? Could it be that “the blood of the martyrs is crying out from beneath the altar? “
It is interesting too that the Portuguese explorer, Juan Ponce de Leon was “looking for the fountain of youth” and “the new world”. Well Jesus is the living water. There is no other eternal fountain and there is an eternal age to come, a “new world” coming, the bible tells us. The old will pass away and a new heaven and new earth will be revealed.
Chapter 6:9 Revelation say’s “When He (the lamb) opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain because of the word of God and the testimony they had maintained.”
Chapter 17 Revelation says, “Then one of the seven angels who had the seven bowls came and talked with me, saying to me, “Come I will show you the judgement of the great harlot who sits on many waters” and V6 “I saw the woman, drunk with the blood of saints and with the blood of martyrs of Jesus’. Read the whole of Revelation Ch 17.
I am not in any way implying that “the woman” is the USA. Not at all. The “woman” is a “system”, a “governmental structure” that God is beginning to “shake “in this season”. It is interesting to me that that William Penn, one of the true founding fathers of the USA was associated with George Fox (Fox’s book of martyrs) who called themselves initially “Children of the Light” then “friends of truth” and later just “Friends”.
I believe that God is again calling us back to the simplicity in which these men walked and many gave their lives for in their desire to be called “friends of God “.
The two hurricanes which are following and weakening in their severity are Jose, meaning “may God give increase” and Katia, meaning “pure, Virginal”.
Can there be any doubt that God is speaking, coming to blow away and wash away the old in order to make way for the new, His virgin bride?
He is the God who “rides the heavens”
Psalm 68:7 ‘Oh God when You went out before Your people,
When You marched through the wilderness,
The earth shook,
The heavens dropped rain at the presence of God
Sinai (the place where they were given the law, originally considered to be like a certificate of marriage by the people) itself was moved at the presence of God, the God of Israel.
You, O God sent plentiful rain whereby You confirmed Your inheritance when it was weary”
I believe that we are in the beginning period of “shaking” or “birth pangs” as described in Matthew Chapter 24. The only thing that will not be shaken is the eternal Word of God and anything that is built upon that Word. If we have attachments to things that are not founded on the pure Word of God we can expect to experience some effects of the shaking in the days ahead.
We need to increasingly spend time in the “quiet place” with The LORD in the days ahead so that we can get direction on how to move in this season of shaking and shifting.
My prayer in this season is “LORD let Your righteous judgements come in to the earth and let Your vengeance be on the powers and principalities but LORD in judgments, let Your mercy be upon Your people, Your inheritance. “
We headed up to the “High places” over the port (gate) of Noumea. On the way up to the cathedral, we stopped at a cafe in Central Square. It just so happened that the cafe owner was from Lyon in France the same home as my great-great-grandfather who was a French chef.
We immediately felt favor with the cafe owner and in conversation (himself a liberal Muslim) recognized I was “a very spiritual person” as I shared with him that we had come to pray for the island and its people.
He told me that he was a Muslim and a freemason. He told me that the freemasonry on this island was very secretive and “hidden”, “not like in Australia” he said.
Why would you tell me that? It immediately directed our intercession to “loose the power of the Campbell and I had previously visited the high places around the Catholic Cathedral and the Presbyterian Cathedral on a previous visit (Nov 2016) and had prayed to come against the wrong foundation including the spirit of Religion/Freemasonry, but I knew that they were given a “Key” here again.
In addition, as I was in conversation with a local policeman in the square, the Policeman, suddenly ripped off his badge (it was on his arm with Velcro) and presented it to me as a souvenir. How unusual. I felt that it was a sign from the LORD that I was being given authority over this city.
Along with John and Pam Finlay and Rich and Debbie Steinmetz, we proceeded up to the Catholic Cathedral; positioned looking over the port. Joan of Arc is the patron saint and is a Monument that stands in the right court. The morning mass had finished and we heard the Bells ringing as we arrived. The church was almost empty, aside from an older lady who, when we entered, beckoned us to follow her through a side door. It led to a Grotto on the outer left side, a shrine to Mary.
We knew that this was a God-ordained moment and we were led to worship and lift up the name of Jesus and decree the establishment of The Lord’s throne decreeing that the spirit of Jezebel must bow to the Lordship of Jesus Christ and decree freedom over Noumea and her people.
What we noted was extraordinary on our way up to the City Square was that there was a Harp atop the fountain. So as we moved, we prayed for the establishment of the Tabernacle of David to be restored and established in the city.
The phrase Ephesians 5:14
“Therefore awake you who sleep
And from the dead
And Christ will give you the light”
And Door “To God be all The Honor and Glory we decreed.
“Let there be light”
And awaken
“Life to the dry bones
We spoke to the dry bones and the for the posterity of the Bloodlines to come forth and the original Intent of the land and her people to be made manifest.
Day 4 MYSTERY ISLAND
How wonderful to arrive and to be greeted by the singing of praises to The LORD.
The culture of Mystery Island is Christian, as are all the islands of Vanuatu.
On our first visit, Campbell and I had met and spent the majority of our day on the island in fellowship with Elizabeth who was like the “mother” in a spiritual sense. She was the intercessor for the island. If I remember correctly her father is the chief of the island.
When on the last visit we had asked Elizabeth what we could bring back for the people on the island on our return visit, she simply replied “bibles” and if possible could we bring some recorded sermons for her and her people to listen to.
As Elizabeth’s bible was old and in poor condition I had given her my bible.
I was so excited with the expectancy of the delight on Elizabeth’s face as we returned with bibles, an iPod (donated by a FB friend in Toowoomba) with sermons and songs, a massage chair and clothes, and school supplies for the children.
Little did I know what was in store for us.
Elizabeth was overcome with tears of joy as we arrived and unloaded the blessings from Jesus for her people.
We were blessed to be asked by Elizabeth to be taken over to the main island where the people lived to pray for her island. (Mystery Island is a very small island off the main island of Aneityum.
Mystery Island is simply a commercial island. No one lives there.
I had hoped that Elizabeth would ask us to go over to her island.
And so a team of about twelve of us who had previously been teamed by The LORD in the Caribbean islands for an intercessory trip, once again found ourselves strategically joined for an assignment adventure.
A JOHN 17 VISITATION
When we reached the island as we were walking up toward what I was to learn was the meeting house, Elizabeth began to share a testimony.
About three days after we had visited in November last year and fellowshipped and prayed with her and given her the bible, she had a visitation of Jesus in the middle of the night.
Simply Jesus knocked on the door at around 3 am. She aroused from sleep and He appeared to her “hidden” in great light. She “recognized” Him and all she could do was weep and worship until she fell asleep. He returned a second time (which I know is significant and has a connection to an encounter I had about 3 or 4 years ago). This time though He was not hidden in great glorious light. He was simply Himself as he appeared on earth, a man.
The Bible was opened at John 17. Jesus said that He was praying with her John 17, that we would be One in Him as He is One with The Father.
Now for me this was of extraordinary prophetic significance. I will try to explain.
As I said, about 3 or more likely 4 years ago The LORD came to me at about 3 am as “The Voice of many waters. I was woken from my sleep with a thunderous Voice as though it was amplified through a waterfall. The Voice said” JOHN 17:17.”
I turned the light on and sat up fully awake and His Voice came to me a second time and said again “JOHN 17:17”
“I will sanctify them by My Word. My Word is Truth.”
Now back up to 2009.
In 2009 I heard The LORD say “The Greatest Sound and Light Show is coming to planet earth”. I remember I would say to my pastors and to my church friends “the Glory is coming, you know The Glory is coming”.
To me at the time, it did not seem a strange thing at all to say but now as I look back I realize that by and large “they were clueless”. I thought everyone in “Pentecostal circles” would be hearing and acknowledging the same. Now I realize that there are still few that recognize the shift into The Glory Realm, still asleep in the old cradle of colonial religion.
For about the last 4 years The Lord has directed me to go to “gates and doors” to awaken Love and Truth and call forth the “The Sound of Heaven and heavens sound” in the nations; more specifically First Nations peoples and to call for the alignment of frequencies back to their original intent.
However the most recent assignment prior to the islands of Vanuatu had a small group of us to return to Uluru, the spiritual heart of our nation at Elul last year 2016 to light a Menorah on the North Side of the great rock, decree “Let there be Light” and to call for The North Wind to come and blow on the garden to release the fragrance of the garden”
I hope that the reader will draw the same prophetic conclusion here that first came “The Sound” and now is coming “The Light”.
The great apocalypse of The LORD JESUS CHRIST is upon us. This is the dawning of a New Day and the veil of darkness is being lifted for the bride (first) to behold her bridegroom. Then every eye will see and know and understand and the Knowledge of The Glory of The LORD will cover the earth as the waters cover the sea. Indeed “The Greatest Sound and Light Show” has begun.
CALLING FOR THE POSTERITY IN THE BLOODLINES OF ALL THE FAMILIES OF THE EARTH,
For about the same period of the of 3 to 4 years I have been calling forth in intercession at the gates to which The LORD has sent me, “the inheritance in the bloodlines “of the people groups, once again this has been predominantly about restoring the identity of First Nations people of the earth and their spiritual governmental inheritance and responsibility for the land (in short). It involved me first repenting for white colonial injustice, addressing freemasonry roots and religious spirits.
Long story short, In September last year at THE VOICE conference in Brisbane, Dr. Chuck Pierce and the team from Glory of Zion (GOZ), including Anne Tate, the Head intercessor, were invited speakers at the meetings.
I think that it was on the second night that Chuck prophesied about a heavy dew falling as a sign of the presence of The LORD coming over our nation. That full prophesy is quite obscure in my thinking now, but I remember driving home through an extremely thick fog, out of season for Brisbane; there had barely been fog all winter, and here this night out of nowhere this heavy fog and dew was already settling on the ground as I drove home. I reached home and was looking through the scriptures to find references to “dew” and the prophetic significance of “dew” and somehow I kept reading and found the scripture from Psalm 22:27 to 31.
27 All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the Lord: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee. (This is very significant in the light of what was said about this island by the first missionaries to Vanuatu, so hold this thought)
28 For the kingdom is the Lord’s: and he is the governor among the nations.
29 All they that be fat upon earth shall eat and worship: all they that go down to the dust shall bow before him: and none can keep alive his own soul.
30 A seed shall serve him; it shall be accounted to the Lord for a generation.
31 They shall come and shall declare his righteousness unto a people that shall be born, that he hath done this.
I was so excited when I read this scripture. At the time I did not know that I was in Psalm 22. All I knew was that “I had found the scripture” Hallelujah, like a good Baptist, I now had the scripture, The Word of The LORD for what I had been calling forth for the past 3 plus years. It wasn’t crazy heresy. The other interesting thing was that I had been calling forth “the inheritance” in the bloodlines but about 3 weeks prior to this dream I had noticed that I had for some inexplicable reason been using the word “posterity”. I had not given thought to it until I was “arrested” by this scripture and I believe that it was The Holy Ghost who changed that word so that He could do just that, “arrest my attention”.
I shook my husband awake ‘by this time it was around midnight to share the scripture with Him. I had struck Gold.
THE DREAM: AN ISLAND HUT WITH THE TWO MESSENGERS
That night ( it was around 13th or 14th September) I had a dream. Dreams are not frequent for me, but when I have a dream 80 to 90 percent of the time I can say that they are, directional and usually connected to an assignment or revelationary message from The LORD, and on two previous occasions I have found myself on an intercessory assignment in the exact place in my dream, having never seen a picture or having prior knowledge of that place. One was Puerto Rico, and the other was Bethel (Woodstock) New York.
In this dream, I was in a “meeting” hut. A large hut with a thatched roof that had a very distinctive table; rectangular with a rectangle cut from the center of one of the “long” sides so that it could fit around the central pole in the hut.
In the hut, there was a “messenger” (that was the word that was in my spirit as identifying the person in the dream at the time of the dream) standing in a blue and white island-style dress. I knew that the blue and white were somehow connected with Israel. The messenger was standing by the central pole and table. The second messenger was standing behind me (I couldn’t see him, I just knew that he was there. (Isaiah 30:21 Your ears will hear a word behind you, saying “This is the way, walk in it, whenever you turn to the right or to the left”) I know that the voice behind me represented that voice spoken of in Isaiah CH 30.
The messenger whom I could see spoke first and said to me “Have you read Psalm 22” and the second messenger said, “Do you know what is in Psalm 22?”
The dream ended.
When I awoke I went to read Psalm 22. When I first started reading it, I didn’t recognize that it was the Psalm that I had been reading the previous night until I reached Verse 27 that captured my attention.
As I read and later analyzed it, I recognized that the first half to two-thirds of the Psalm is prophetically speaking of the finished work of the blood of Jesus and His sacrifice on the cross and the latter part of Psalm 22 is the inheritance that is in the bloodlines, that is His because He has “bought it back”, His blood spilled on the ground, cries out for the inheritance in the bloodlines.
Even those who have died and lie in the dust have DNA that is scientifically speaking “alive”. That DNA in the bones still speaks. It carries identity and the blueprints of potential, realized or unrealised in genetics and so we go forth to “prophecy to the Dry Bones to “COME ALIVE”
I had simply thought that The LORD was confirming to me the calling forth of the inheritance in the bloodlines of the First Nations Peoples of the earth first of all, and subsequently all the nations. The LORD had spoken to me about The First Nations being “key” to revival in the earth.
It wasn’t until I called a friend, Pam Finlay, a prophetic artist and intercessory partner that, as I described the meeting hut to her, she immediately recognised that it was in Vanuatu as she had previously been there. I was clueless.
KISS FROM HEAVEN PROPHETIC WORD RELEASED BY ANNE TATE. (Head Intercessor from G.O.Z. Dallas Texas) Sep 2016
I was to be in for another overwhelming surprise and welcome confirmation the following morning at the conference, as during worship, The LORD moved upon Anne Tate to prophesy. I missed the beginning of the prophecy which referenced the “sword of The LORD” cutting of the entanglements on the bloodlines. They weren’t the exact words, but that was essentially the message of the beginning of the prophecy.
Here is the transcript of that prophetic Word.”
“He’s going to reconcile the blood of your bloodlines”
He’s gonna cause the blessing that’s on your bloodlines to begin to manifest in a new way, the land of your birth called a blessing that he has put on you.
“You will stand up and you will call for the sound of The LORD
There will be power in the way you speak.
There will be power and anointing as you move forward.
The LORD says” more that you want me to come down I am coming down.
More that you want Me, I won’t go away”
A spirit of intercession and witness came upon me as the word was released and I knew that this was a confirming commissioning kind of a word for the assignment ahead in Vanuatu.”
And so I wondered whether on our last visit in November 2016, could find that meeting hut in my dream. We did not and so I just thought that the hut was a confirming representation of the assignment to call for the posterity in the bloodlines in the tribes and families of the South Sea Islands of Vanuatu, as well as calling forth the manifestation of the Prophetic Word over “The Great Southland of The Holy Spirt”
But on this trip, The LORD would bring me to the meeting hut in the dream as He brought me to the place where the “roots” of the gospel were first planted in Vanuatu.
I was overwhelmed as I recognized the meeting hut in my dream with the distinctive meeting table which was normally positioned in the centre around the pole but had been pulled to the side for the cleaning of the hut. It was unmistakable and undeniable. And there was a magnificently carved eagle atop the meeting hut.
We were to discover that it was to this island and the southernmost part of the group of islands that make up Vanuatu that the gospel first came and the first church was established.
When the missionaries first came the peoples were cannibals and it was said by the missionary that he had” come to “the darkest place on earth”. It was to him “the gates of hell”. Now he said, “The Light has come”.
And so it was to Elizabeth a prophetic sign I believe that He revealed Himself to her as “As One” clothed in “Light” initially before He revealed Himself to her face to face.
And so we went into the meeting hut to pray and make decrees according to Psalm 22, calling forth the posterity in the bloodlines and made manifest in the earth in the DNA of previous generations that was written in the scrolls of destiny in heaven be realized and made manifest in this generation.
Elizabeth walked us through her village and introduced us to both the pastors and asked us to pray for the two pastors on the island in addition to praying for the staff and children and through the classrooms of the two schools on the island. What an extraordinary privilege.
Praying for the school and children in Vanuatu Praying for one of the pastors on the island of Aneityum (off Mystery Island) where the gospel first came to Vanuatu.
Students at the Christian school sang to us Praying for the principal and vice principal
School classrooms. .
Eagle Hut in my Dream
School boarding house.
“This is our nation, This is our land. This lucky country of dreams gone dry,
And to these people, we see a harvest, And to this land, His Spirit Comes.”
THIS IS THE GREAT SOUTHLAND OF THE HOLY SPIRIT (Words By Geoff Bullock, formerly of Hillsong Australia penned in 1993 and inspired by a prophetic declaration on the day of Pentecost 1603 by The Portuguese explorer Ferdinand De Quiros from the islands of Vanuatu.
We were blessed to be asked by Elizabeth to be taken over to the main island where the people lived to pray for her island. (Mystery Island is a very small island off the main island of Aneityum. 
And so I wondered whether on our last visit in November 2016, could find that meeting hut in my dream. We did not and so I just thought that the hut was a confirming representation of the assignment to call for the posterity in the bloodlines in the tribes and families of the South Sea Islands of Vanuatu, as well as calling forth the manifestation of the Prophetic Word over “The Great Southland of The Holy Spirt” 
When the missionaries first came the peoples were cannibals and it was said by the missionary that he had” come to “the darkest place on earth”. It was to him “the gates of hell”. Now he said, “The Light has come”. 
Students at the Christian school sang to us Praying for the principal and vice principal 
School classrooms. . 
School boarding house. 
