Well, onwards and upwards. Was not going to record a WFTW message until a rest stop and prayer stop prompted me to switch the phone on. A day of celebration for witchcraft and the demonic. A full moon. And a Sabbath. No judgement, but not settling for the local park to become a magnet for local covens and ne'erdowells. Black magic and paganism is no laughing matter, the idea that we parade our children as things that the God of the Bible, our God, the maker of the Heavens and the Earth, detests would be seen as laughable if you had suggested it in many 'Christian' nations fifty years ago. Now we are presented a 'party poopers' and 'fun spoilers'. Well stick this in your spell book and smoke it, a three mile line of the Saviour's blood, prayed in over the most ungodly hill in what is fast becoming the most ungodly nation on earth. Glory, hallelujah!
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The Bible asks of God, "What is man that You are mindful of us?" in Psalm 8. After reaching my lowest point,the inevitable climb out, in prayer and thanksgiving. A new dawn and a new Sabbath day. Held, healed, comforted, rested. Much to do, for His name's sake, amen. The lowest point of my life so far. The inevitable crash after two years out of work and scratching a living to try and survive. Betrayed by cult members. A long way from home. But, in the company of Jesus, no weapon formed by the Enemy will prosper. Reflect, repent, receive, forever, for His glory alone. Psalm 139 v7:10 "Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast." Psalm 30 v5 "Tears may linger at nightfall, but joy comes in the morning." After this night I awoke to this scene... Glory to God!
Well, it has been a while since I posted and the main reason will be summed up in the next four videos. This from the 3rd October was recorded on the Sabbath walk before I became homeless in Auckland, New Zealand. Though I am sad to leave this house of blessing, it has also been a time of much challenge and betrayal. Onwards and upwards... |
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