April 10, 2006

The following event actually transpired in both the spiritual world & in the natural world at the same time so I feel that it is very significant & I wanted to relate it to you. This word was given to several Local Churches as well as a number of Ministries in March of 2006. It is just now being posted on this site.

I have come to realize that God is directing my steps on some of the trips that I take. God will send me to places with Biblical names and will begin to talk to me using the names of the towns and the different places that I go.

On Friday March 17th, 2006 I left Birmingham, traveled through Atlanta & headed for New Hampshire. As I began to drive, I quickly sensed that God was beginning to speak to me about Indians and First Nations people. I began to pray in the Spirit and had a very strong first day praying. The Lord began to show me where the First Nations people were Spiritually speaking.

The week that I was gone, almost as soon as I started driving I sensed that I could identify with the plight of the Indian people & the Indian nation. I began to feel their hardships and their troubles & as a result that their lives had totally been uprooted. I had a sense that they did not know who they were and that they were spiritually wondering through the wilderness and had a great sense of loss and that everything they had ever known or had been a part of had been stolen from them. They felt powerless and were hopeless as a people.

After I left Atlanta I prayed very hard from Chattanooga, Tn. all the way through New Hampshire and into Canada. I found myself noticing hundreds of Indian names and towns on the entire trip. Each was signifying things that had to do with Indian ancestry and ties to the land. I went through some of the most beautiful places you could imagine. God enabled me to see in a sense the Indians hundreds of years ago peacefully walking through these areas, preparing for winter and for meals, gathering things up and fishing. I had a real sense of harmony while I was seeing these things. I felt God wanted to right some things that were wrong and was very, very serious about this. God wants to visit the Indian Nations & the Indian people. I realized that He Loves them very,very much.

This whole trip constantly pointed to the Native American Indians who had lived in the places I was traveling through all the way up through New Hampshire and into Canada. I had a sense that there were terrible and unimaginable sins that had been brought upon and onto the Indian people and the Indian Lands. There was a sense that the Land itself was now throwing these sins back. I sensed that God was showing me that the Land had become defiled by the lifestyle of Sin from the people who had come in & stolen the Indians land and other things. As a result of this many sins, hardships and trouble have come onto the Indians and the Indian Land. I could spiritually see that the Indian people were sitting quietly and were depressed with no sense of hope and that they basically had given up.

While the Lord was showing me these things, I began to weep and I had a real sense from the things that God was showing me that he very much still loved the Indian people. That the Indian people had greatly trusted in His provision and His care, that they were a family oriented people and that they had pretty much lost their heritage and lands. This greatly concerned God.

My trip lasted several days & went all the way up into & through the outback of Ontario where there was not a lot of places to stop. It was mostly Indian Towns with Indian names. I stopped to get something to eat at one of the mom and pop places that had the only place that I could park my truck. It was a little grocery store that had a Kentucky Fried Chicken next to it. I pulled into the parking lot & went in to the Kentucky Fried Chicken to get me something to eat, but the restaurant was closed. The young man at the front counter said all he could do was sell me 5 pieces of chicken for $5.00 and that was the only thing he could do, he could not make change or anything. I agreed to that and took my box of chicken back to my truck.

I had been driving hard and was pretty hungry. As I walked back and got into my truck, I opened the box and started to eat a piece of chicken. Suddenly I saw a person come walking down a sidewalk near the grocery store. It was 22 degrees outside & about 6:30 in the evening. This person walked down to an old fashion glass telephone booth sat down & cuddled up next to the telephone booth against the building. I had a real strong sense that I was supposed to go talk to him/her.

As I walked up to the person by the telephone booth, I asked if they had a place to go and were they going to stay out in the cold tonight? To my amazement and shock, it was a young Indian girl. She said that they had thrown her out at the clinic and that they would not help her. I asked if she had eaten anything and she said no. I went to my truck to get her some things to eat. I gave her some of the chicken I bought and some canned food I had and something to drink. She did not hesitate to begin to eat the chicken. I felt really sad and distraught for her because I didn’t know how to help her. I told her I could not take her with me, that my company would not allow me to.

She seemed very disappointed and as I began to walk away, she said No…. and I looked around and said no my company will not let me take you with me. It really amazed me and blew my mind that by just giving her some chicken and a few things to eat she was willing to get into an 18 wheeler with a total stranger based on the fact the he had given her a few things to eat. I had a strong sense that she had no one to help her and no community, that none of the people cared anything about her. She was absolutely miserable with her life and very much wanted to be out of there and didn’t know where she was going or what she was doing.

As I drove away, I was very emotional and just totally stunned that this could happen. I noticed; just really unusually noticed – all the nice buildings and all the names of all the white people who had nice homes in the Indian towns with Indian names. They were all warm inside as I passed hotels and street signs that all haunted me with Indian names while this young lady sat outside in the cold freezing with no where to go. I knew that God was talking to me about Indians. I knew that He was talking to me about First Nations – Native Americans and I knew that he was talking to me through this young lady. This was no accident that I met her! God had designed it! He had done it on purpose to show me that this was a reality & that the things that I was praying about weren’t my imagination.

That night , Tuesday Night March 21st, 2006 I had one of the most powerful dreams that I’ve ever had: I was in a car with a number of other people and I saw the biggest tornado that I have ever seen. I have never seen anything like it on TV or a movie. It was as big as a hurricane, it was upside down – the bottom was huge and the top was little. I could see all the debris that was in the tornado. There were trees that had been uprooted in the tornado, with debris and things flying around in it everywhere. God made a special point of showing me the trees and their roots being uprooted.

The tornado had a great deal of water in it which kind of surprised me. So much so, it looked like something you could see through, like a dishwasher or a dish washing machine. I immediately decided to go down into the cavernous canyon that we were traveling near where this tornado could not get to us. We found an old makeshift store at the bottom of this canyon. I could see old Coca-Cola advertising all around it. I realized that my grandmother who is now passed away was with me & that my mother and my sister were also with me. We went inside this store – It had clear plexy glass walls and a clear plexy glass roof. We were so scared that we decided to stay there thinking that we were safe. I realized at this time that the Lord showing me my family was representative of three different generations.

We watched through the roof as this storm came right over us and to the right side. We were very very grateful that it went by us and we all went out to see what had happened. As we were all smiling and looking up suddenly the dust that was beneath our feet started twirling around. The tornado had come back for us and seemed to be reaching down to get us. We started to be sucked up into the tornado. As that began to happen I grabbed the door to the store and I pulled it open and managed to get us inside. My sister, my mother and my grandmother were all there and I pulled them into a cubby hole. I didn’t know why, but I backed in first and I pulled in my sister and then I pulled in my mother, and then I pulled in my grandmother.

My grandmother (Generation) was the most exposed and the wind and the tornado almost pulled her away from me. In the sense of this I have a real strong feeling that something is coming and its coming as a result of us in America including Canada having treated the Indian people very badly and that there is some kind of divine justice that is beginning to take place. The Lord clearly showed me that the Indian people and the First Nations people, considering that they don’t even have a land or a country anymore have had and continue to have as much right to demonstrate and to fight for their rights as the African-Americans have, but have not done so, but just remained quiet.

With this tornado, I also sensed that it would be or could be worse than what we have seen in three generations, including the great depression. I want to relate that I feel very strongly about this particular tornado, that not only is it representative of large tornadoes, but the water in it was actually representative of hurricanes and that after it had passed by us, it coming back for us & was some kind of judgement that we thought we had escaped and that the dust beneath my feet seemed very much to be like the dust in the dust bowl in the great depression. I think that opening the door to the store-house (provisions) is an absolute key for those of us who want to remain safe.

I think it is very important that you understand this! The town where I met the Indian Girl was called Blind River. I think that this is representative of God saying that we are blind to these things. As you might expect , this dream, this experience left me just shaken and just really unable to function or talk for a couple of days and I have thought more and more about it and I realized that this was a national event and I needed to put it down on paper and on CD for other people to deal with rather than just me.

1 Co 13:2 – and if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.

Have you ever met a prophetic person that is mean, uncaring & unkind ? The Bible gives us guidelines to help Identify a Prophetic person that is properly balanced. The Bible states that without love a Prophetic person is nothing. The bible strictly says that Love is the first calling of any Minister or Ministry! When reading any prophetic word or teaching please keep this in mind: God is a good God! He is loving & kind! The Bible clearly states that Jesus came that you might have life & have it more abundantly. Think about it! God knows where you are! If He wanted to get you, you would be toast! The reality is; when we become stubborn, hard hearted & disobedient God begins to remove his blessings from us which allow hard times & trouble to come our way. God is love & wants us to repent of our Sins & turn back to him!