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Looking Forward to 2015: New Year Prophecy

Today is New Year’s Eve, always one of my favorite days of the year. I celebrate the fresh start and new adventures ahead of me. I am looking forward to 2015. I am looking forward to a year of growth and prosperity of my soul in my relationship with God.

I Am Looking Forward to Moving in 2015

I am looking forward to moving to Rhode Island soon. There I can start  a new chapter in my life, a chapter of destiny beyond a daily struggle to survive. I am looking forward to writing by the ocean, hearing the lullaby of the waves, tasting the salty air, and looking at the lighthouses in the fog, a picture of the storm through which Jesus has led us.

I am looking forward to 2015 and moving to the home that the Father has long promised us.

I Am Looking Forward to Growth in 2015

Kylan, our son, will be turning five in January, right after the New Year. This is a big year of growth for him because he will start kindergarten and his formal schooling. He is so excited about this.

I prophetically see his schooling as a beginning and an end for our family. Ever since Kylan’s birth, when I had to beg the electric company not to shut the utilities off on a newborn in the middle of winter, and when I had to leave the birthing center, still sore and bleeding, to ask for rental assistance, we have experienced a journey all over the country, seeing all kinds of human evil.

For five years, people have shown us lack of compassion and even downright plotted against us. Through this we have grown as disciples of Jesus, learning to be gentle as doves and wise as serpents. We have grown in trusting God and the wisdom of the Holy Spirit. We have taken up a cross to become intimate with the struggles of the poor, the oppressed, and the least of these.

Just like Kylan has grown from a baby to a school-ager, we have grown from baby Christians into full readiness for the ministry. We have graduated our Holy Spirit training of hardships and trials. Our tree has survived the winter and I see the beautiful pink blossoms of spring. We are growing into summer and the fullness of our destiny. As Kylan begins his school, we begin our church.

I am looking forward to 2015 and all the new growth as we launch our ministry of love.

I Am Looking Forward to Peace in 2015

I proclaim that 2015 will be a year of peace.

2014 was a turbulent year. I lost two jobs through no fault of my own. I was let go from KinderCare in February 2014 because I had an asthma attack at work after my boss required me to come in for a week with the flu.

I got a new job at Little School Saint Paul, then my boss laid me off in November 2014 because I sprained my ankle. This was even more hurtful because my boss there was a pastor’s wife, but she showed me no compassion when I cried that she would make my family homeless at the holidays.

These were stressful times, but God took care of us. He sent compassionate people to donate and we stayed housed through the holiday 2014. People even donated Christmas presents to Kylan.

I am looking forward to 2015 as a year of peace. We have seen new friendships sprout up, and God has raised up more people for us than against us. The peace of the Holy Spirit will surround us and bless us in 2015.

Looking Forward to 2015: A Prophecy

God says,


2015 will be a year of blessing and spiritual prosperity for you, your family, and the people you disciple. Those who bless you bless me, and those who curse you curse me. I am so proud of you and your growth on the holy road.

As you watch the ball drop tonight I want you to see it as a prophetic sign of all my good things to come for you. Let the ball drop on your pain and bitterness from those who have mistreated you. You have been refined in the fire, and you glitter like the ball. Prepare for the dancing in Times Square as I use you in my movement on the East coast.

Jesus says,


I am proud to call you my disciple. The way of the cross is hard. I see you struggle with fear and doubt, but I want you to remember that I am the good shepherd and I always provide for my sheep. You have journeyed the valley of death, and 2015 will be your year of green pastures. Trust me, your redemption is at hand.

The Holy Spirit says,

I am going to increase your healing gift. Your pain will heal others. I love you, and I will teach you to grow even more in compassion. I also am surrounding your son, teaching him wisdom as he grows. He will be a great prophet and teacher.

Enjoy 2015, my little dove.

Happy New Year, friends. I hope you are looking forward to 2015. This is a fresh start and a fresh year for you to leave behind hardships and anything that is troubling you. Contact me if you would like a personal prophecy about what God is saying over your 2015.

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Kingdom Living Has No Human Hierarchy

American society is infatuated with hierarchy. We idolize those at the top of the corporate, entertainment, and sports arenas. We disdain, even harm, the lowly and oppressed, the “nobodies.”

Our cliches are filled with hierarchy. “Climb the corporate ladder.” “Pull yourself up by your bootstraps.”

But is God’s heart in this “rat race?”


I hear these kind of platitudes all the time in the church. Christians just tend to qualify it as “prosperity” or “God’s blessing.” American living at its finest. Kingdom living at its worst.

America is a Land of Hierarchy

The American education system is a major contributor to hierarchies. I read an article recently about the equalizing pull of cheap or free online education to the brick-and-mortar, traditional university (“Creative Destruction” The Economist).

In the  article comments, one person argued that the physical university will remain as a place for the children of the elite to meet each other, a place to further their connections to Money. This person also claimed that egalitarianism was unheard of in society until the 20th century, and the growing economic inequalities of the 21st century are merely a return to the normality of the ruling elite. This person claims that the “land of equality” was always a myth.

This article was published in The Economist, a politically conservative magazine. Apparently this commenter has never read a Bible. Throughout the Old Testament, God frowned on the ruling elite and economic inequality.

God is the King of Kingdom Living

Through Samuel (1 Samuel 8), God bemoaned Israels desire for a king. God said Israel had turned away from him and all his miracles in bringing them out of Egypt. He longed to be their king, completely just and righteous. He knew the corruption that power brings to the human heart, and he warned Israel of the oppression they would face under a human king and a hierarchy. But, through heavenly tears, he gave them their free will.

Some may argue that God ordained kingship through the Davidic line. We must remember, though, that He chose David from the peasantry to overthrow the ruling elite, Saul. Clearly, God did not believe in rule by birth. God always judges by the heart, not by elite status of human hierarchy.

Fast forward to the New Testament, and we find  that Jesus’ life and teachings center around the idea of kingdom living with God as king. Although Jesus had every right to claim kingship over Israel, indeed kingship over the whole earth, he lived a simple servant life with nowhere to even lay his head. Through his parables and his sermon on the mount, he lifted up the meek and humble. Jesus blessed the poor who had been thrown to the trash dump by the world’s hierarchies.

Jesus Teaches Us the Way of the Servant

One day, the disciples began to argue about who was the greatest. I hear this same tired bickering around me all day every day, especially in ego-driven, appearance-adoring, hierarchical American culture. In response, Jesus said something profound:

Mark 9:35 (NIV)
Sitting down, Jesus called the Twelve and said, “Anyone who wants to be first must be the very last, and the servant of all.”

Read that again. The first to enter the kingdom of heaven will be the servants of this world.

I don’t see many people practicing this around me, least of all those who call themselves Christians, “followers of Jesus.” They claim to “serve” Jesus by showing up to church on Sunday, or singing some song with a rock-star worship band. Meanwhile, they prevent their homeless brother from entering the sanctuary, they renounce their sister who is a poverty-stricken single mom, they rage against their gay brother looking for love. They create human hierarchies in the very church that should be practicing kingdom living.

Hierarchies of hatred. The antithesis of kingdom living.

Jesus sees and loves these precious ones that the church rejects. Take another look at his words in the parable of the sheep and goats recorded in Matthew 25 (NIV):

41 “Then he will say to those on his left, ‘Depart from me, you who are cursed, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels. 42 For I was hungry and you gave me nothing to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me nothing to drink, 43 I was a stranger and you did not invite me in, I needed clothes and you did not clothe me, I was sick and in prison and you did not look after me.’

44 “They also will answer, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry or thirsty or a stranger or needing clothes or sick or in prison, and did not help you?’

45 “He will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me.’

The poor and oppressed shall stand in judgment. There is no place in the heavenly kingdom for those who set themselves up as the ruling elite on earth.

There are no hierarchies in kingdom living.

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Prosperity Preachers and Whitewashed Tombs

Prosperity Preachers Give Messages of False Promise

“Come to the altar today. Bring your tithes and offerings and lay them at Jesus’ feet. He is here to heal you. He only asks for your 10%.”

“Are you hurting today? Are you lonely, don’t know where to go? Do you have troubles?

Well, that is what happens when you withhold the blessing from the Lord. Get into a regular tithing routine, and the Lord will bless you and take care of all your troubles. Get right with God today.

Remember, he will meet you 90% of the way. He is only asking for your 10%. Only a little seed money. Even Jesus said to have faith like a mustard seed. Come on, get right with God and plant those seeds today.”

Blasphemies, blasphemies all around.

Prosperity Preachers Steal The Tithe

Sermons about tithing echo across the land every Sunday. Prosperity preachers cry out for money, promising “God’s favor” and heaven in return. They constantly say God will bless you with prosperity if you give money to them and their ministries.

Perhaps these churches should be labeled as commercial enterprises, as they actively buy and sell on the market of indulgences. These pastors grow fat and lazy feeding on the indulgence money of the sheep they are supposed to shepherd.

Rather than care for the people and care for their flock, these prosperity preachers ignore the starving people, the homeless, the victims of injustice in their churches and communities. Worse yet, these pastors blame the poor and the helpless, saying that it is their own fault that God has not prospered them. Many churches will not even give a basket of food or a drink of water to someone who is not a tithing member of their specific denomination.

Yet the very tithe they proclaim was instituted by God to take care of the poor! Here is the passage they often quote:

Malachi 3:10 (NIV)

Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, that there may be food in my house. Test me in this,” says the LORD Almighty, “and see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that you will not have room enough for it.

But look at the context of this verse. Here is what Malachi said just a few verses earlier:

Malachi 3:5 (NIV)

“So I will come near to you for judgment. I will be quick to testify against sorcerers, adulterers and perjurers, against those who defraud laborers of their wages, who oppress the widows and the fatherless, and deprive aliens of justice, but do not fear me,” says the LORD Almighty.

Look again at verse 5, this time from the Message Bible:

“Yes, I’m on my way to visit you with Judgment. I’ll present compelling evidence against sorcerers, adulterers, liars, those who exploit workers, those who take advantage of widows and orphans, those who are inhospitable to the homeless – anyone and everyone who doesn’t honor me.” A Message from God-of-the-Angel-Armies.

How far they have strayed from God’s word! The prosperity preachers, and the American Evangelical church in general, take advantage of widows and orphans by blaming them for their own plight.

“Look at that single mom,” they scoff. “Shouldn’t be breeding like that and stealing good tax payer money.”

They are inhospitable to the homeless, not allowing them on the church grounds because the homeless “smell” or “aren’t dressed properly.”

The tithe of the storehouses is God’s provision for these needy ones, but the prosperity preachers are stealing this tithe to pay themselves 6-figure salaries!

Jesus Spoke Against Prosperity Preachers

Jesus said, “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for they shall see heaven.” (Luke 6:20) Yet the prosperity preachers say, “Cursed are the poor, for they have not tithed. They will never be blessed or see heaven.”

What blasphemy against the Father! Jesus called the religious leaders of his day white-washed tombs.

Matthew 23:27 (NIV)

Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You are like whitewashed tombs, which look beautiful on the outside but on the inside are full of the bones of the dead and everything unclean.

The religious leaders, the prosperity preachers, of this generation are truly white-washed tombstones, pretty on the outside with their fancy designer suits and gated mansions, but filthy on the inside, full of dead bones and a rotting heart.

Jesus is coming soon, very soon, to judge. The scales will be weighed, and many of the religious leaders will be found wanting. Their good deeds are nothing more than filthy rags, blown away as chaff by the breath of the Almighty.

The church buildings will fall to pieces, and the prosperity preachers will be struck with famine and disease, revealing the spiritual wasteland which they claim as their empire. Beware of the prosperity gospel, and beware of these pastors that feed on greed and destroy human souls. Take heed and run from them.

Prepare your own heart for the wedding feast and get the oil while you still can. Renounce this world and prosperity. Do not make your home on this earth, or you will perish in the coming storm. If you are financially blessed to give, bring your seed money for the poor and oppressed, not to pad the preacher’s pocket.

Turn to Jesus, take up your cross, practice holy justice, and be saved.

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The Church as a Status Symbol

“What church do you go to?”

“I go to the Rocking Community Church, the main campus. The one in the city. They have a great worship team. With all the satellite churches, we now have over 2,000 members! Jesus is really blessing us.”

“Oh, really? I hear that’s a great place! My friend told me they had an iJesus series? Maybe I’ll check it out. I just found this cute outfit on sale. It’ll be great for church!”

“Yeah, Dan’s the pastor, and he’s so cool. He’s going to be doing a new series on Jesus and football. His messages are so relevant. You should check it out.”

The Church Status Symbol

Church in America has become a status symbol. Where you go to church matters more than what you learn at church. People go to church to be seen by other people. Church is a social club, an event, a place to find a date or a mate.

Church is not a place to find God. They have forgotten his name, wrote him out of the bulletin, left him off the web page. Sure, they use the name of Jesus, but they know a false Jesus, a Jesus that serves their own purpose. They don’t know the Jesus who hung out with the poor and the sinners, who cried out against status symbols. They don’t know the Jesus who was homeless and who would get blood on their nice carpets.

Look at almost any church’s web page. The front page lists the service times, the small groups, the upcoming “events” (parties?). There is often a donate button. Donate to make my church look pretty. Donate to show that you have money. Donate so the pastor can have a nice house, nice car, and “financial peace.” (Thanks, Dave Ramsey!)

What about donate to the poor? Well, that’s so old-fashioned. The poor cannot help your image, after all. Wait, isn’t that what Jesus preached, what Jesus lived? Well, that Jesus is just not trendy enough.

The Status of Jabez

But that Jabez guy? Well, he’s cool. The church loves him. Now he had status. He probably drove a BMW. He had money, and maybe if you study him, you can get some money too, and get more status. So says the young, hip preacher.

Woe to you who call yourselves Christians in these last days. You are busy looking to increase your status, your wealth, your next great party or social club. We are in the last days, and you are not ready for the feast of the Bridegroom. You are like those wicked in the days of Noah, partying until the flood comes. Heed the call of Jesus to return to piety, humility, helping the poor and the least of these. Heed the call of Jesus to return to His church.

Status in the Storm

Wake up and see the coming storm. The choice is before you: status, carelessness, and death. Or repentance, compassion, and life.

Matthew 24 (NIV)
36″No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father. 37As it was in the days of Noah, so it will be at the coming of the Son of Man. 38For in the days before the flood, people were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, up to the day Noah entered the ark; 39and they knew nothing about what would happen until the flood came and took them all away. That is how it will be at the coming of the Son of Man. 40Two men will be in the field; one will be taken and the other left. 41Two women will be grinding with a hand mill; one will be taken and the other left.



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The Rich Man Has No Name

As I consider the story of Lazarus and the rich man, I am struck by one thing. Yeshua never called the rich man by name. The poor man is named Lazarus. The rich man has no name.

The Rich Man and the Skeleton Houses

I was riding the bus today through Lake Oswego, an opulent, wealthy suburb of Portland. I saw all the “castles” which people build for themselves and I thought, “What is it really all for? I’m sure not impressed.”

In the midst of my thoughts, I passed by a house under new construction. It was gigantic, sprawling, imposing, and… a skeleton. Just a mere skeleton of wood and concrete. Wooden beams stretching to the sky, wooden beams dividing rooms, wooden beams shaping a staircase and a floor. It was not at all impressive. I suppose people will ooh and ahh once the carpet goes in, the windows are filled with glass, the walls are painted a trendy color, and the outside is decorated with expensive stonework.

This house made me think. Who owns the trees which were killed and cut down to make beams for this skeleton? Did anyone ask the trees if they wanted to give their life to become a house? And if so, did they want to become mere property of another rich person? And how did that person come to own that piece of land? Didn’t YHWH intend the land to be shared by all of his creation? Did YHWH ever say one person should get a castle while another person sleeps on a concrete slab under a bridge?

A Bible Story About the Rich Man

Luke 16:19-24 (NIV)

There was a rich man who was dressed in purple and fine linen and lived in luxury every day. 20 At his gate was laid a beggar named Lazarus, covered with sores 21 and longing to eat what fell from the rich man’s table. Even the dogs came and licked his sores.

22 “The time came when the beggar died and the angels carried him to Abraham’s side. The rich man also died and was buried. 23 In Hades, where he was in torment, he looked up and saw Abraham far away, with Lazarus by his side. 24 So he called to him, ‘Father Abraham, have pity on me and send Lazarus to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue, because I am in agony in this fire.’

As I consider the story of Lazarus and the rich man, I am struck by one thing.

Nowhere did Yeshua ever gave the rich man a name.

The poor man has a name, Lazarus. But the rich man has no name. Was this accidental? Perhaps Yeshua just drew a blank at that moment. I doubt it. I think Yeshua was making a point. In this world, the rich reduce the poor to a mere number, a nameless face in the “rabble” on the street, a piece of refuse they pass by on the sidewalk which messes up their day for awhile.

The rich man buys all the land, leaving nowhere for the poor man to build his house. The rich man builds a castle and takes all the wood for himself, emptying the forests so the poor man has nothing left to build his house. The rich man heats that castle, taking all the energy for himself and driving utility costs so high that the poor man is forced to shiver in the cold.

The Poor Man Has a Name in Heaven

YHWH sees all this. It happens every minute of every day on earth. YHWH knows that poor man. The poor man cries out day and night for justice. YHWH comforts that poor man, adopts him as a son, invites him to His home in heaven, and gives him a name.

YHWH does not know the rich man. The rich man never has time or need to call out to YHWH. The rich man is proud, and he runs the worldly justice system for his own gain. YHWH judges the rich man in the heavenly justice system, and finding him wanting throws him into hell. The rich man is no adopted son of YHWH, and the rich man has no name.

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Evangelical Crusade: Fight the World for Jesus

The year is 1260. The priest takes his pulpit in the open air. He jumps around and pounds his fists. “The enemy is advancing,” he shouts. “Get rid of your sins today! Take up the cause of Christ! Believe in his work for you on the cross, and give your life to him. If you take up arms, your sins will be immediately forgiven.”

The priest ends his sermon with a bellow. “And so it is clear, most beloved, that those who join the army of the Lord will be blessed by the Lord. They will have the angels as companions, and they will receive eternal rewards when they die.” (Humbert of Romans, 1260, The Crusades, Christianity, and Islam Jonathan Riley-Smith, pg. 38).)

The choir strikes up a chorus, stretching their hands and vocal cords toward the sky. As the music fills the valley, the listeners rush toward the priest. “Me, me, I am ready. Let me take the cross!” Their shouts harmonize with the melodies.

“Come forward and take your cross,” the priest says. “Here is one for you and one for you. Sew this on your garment to show that you are a true follower of Christ. The Lord will be with you on the Crusade.”

And so the Crusaders were recruited, the Muslims were pressed back, and the Holy Land was taken for Jesus.


The year is 1950. The preacher takes to his pulpit in the open air. He jumps around and pounds his fists. “The enemy is advancing,” he shouts. “Get rid of your sins today. Take up the cause of Christ. Believe in his work on the cross, and give your life to him.”

The preacher ends his sermon with a bellow. “That’s right, now, just say this prayer with me. Confess Jesus as your Lord. Become part of the army of the Lord. If you do, your sins will be immediately forgiven, and you will receive eternal rewards when you die.”

The soloist takes the mic. She lifts her hands to heaven and the tears run down her face as she sings, “That Old Rugged Cross.” The listeners stand up and run toward the stage. “Me, me, I am ready. I believe in the cross.”

“Come forward and sign this card,” the preacher says. “Here is one for you and one for you. Make a public declaration of your faith to show that you are a true follower of Christ. Find a church to attend, and Jesus will never leave you.”

And so the church members were recruited, the devil was put in his place, and the United States was taken for Jesus.


The year is 2011. The preacher takes to his stadium pulpit. He jumps around and pounds his fists. “The enemy is advancing,” he shouts. “Get rid of your sins today. Take up the cause of Christ. Believe in his work on the cross, and give your life to him.”

The stadium thunders with applause. The preacher nods and bellows, “That’s right, just say this prayer with me. Confess Jesus as your Lord. Become part of the army of the Lord. If you do, your sins will be immediately forgiven, and you will receive eternal rewards when you die.”

The people jump out of their seats and begin to dance. The rock band takes the stage. “Today,” they shout into the mic, “We are going to play an old favorite.” The guitar strums a chord and the band begins to belt out, “Onward Christian Soldiers.” The audience joins in, their singing peaking in a fevered frenzy. They run to the front and begin to dance around the stage.

The preacher claps along. “That’s right. Show your love for Jesus! Oh, wow, isn’t this a great band? And isn’t this a great place? Just worship Jesus, now. And let’s pray for the souls of those unborn babies. We need to march on the capital today! We will show the power of Jesus to overcome Planned Parenthood.

And those gays? They love to march! Well, they are marching right to hell. We will march, too and show them the error of their ways!”

And so the masses were recruited, the abortion clinics were shut down, the gays were judged to hell, and the American Evangelical church danced for Jesus.


The Evangelical crusade continues, unabated. Jesus weeps.


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Prophetic Word 2012: New Year

God’s prophetic word 2012 to the American church for the New Year:

2012 will not be a year of prosperity for the American church. I have given you more than enough. I am sick of blessing you with abundance and seeing you squander it.

Prophetic Word 2012 for the Church Buildings

God says:

I have given you giant church buildings to serve your communities, but you let these buildings sit empty all week. I have given you paid staff to tend to the needs of your neighbors, but you wile away your time on video games and porn. I have filled your offering plates so that you could bless the poor, but you have pocketed all of the money for yourself. I have even seen you take special offerings specifically for the poor, and then use that money as a Christmas bonus to yourself. This is an abomination in my sight.

I have sent the poor to your church doors to test you in this, and you have turned them away. You let the homeless man starve in the street while you got fat on the abundance I supplied. You let the disabled child die in the cold, while your church building remained snug and warm on my dime. You turned away the pregnant woman, saying you had no money to help her, when I had filled your coffers. You forced her to the doors of the Planned Parenthood, so I hold both her weeping tears and the blood of her baby on your hands.

Rather than use my money for a good purpose, you have spent it on making yourself famous. This is not my prosperity. Prosperity by theft of the people is a grave sin.

Have I not told you to do your works in secret? Yet you take my money and install expensive video cameras in your expensive churches to use for expensive air time.

Prophetic Word 2012 for Church Fame and Fortune

God says:

You use my money to buy top-quality instruments and sound systems, and you set your worship teams up as rock stars. You say that you want only the best for me, but you worship the musicians, and you steal worship from me. Your best should go to my sons and daughters struggling in poverty, not to your fancy stages.

You make yourself famous on television, you make yourself famous on the stage, but you degrade my name and make me into an unknown god. I am coming to restore the name of Yahweh on the earth, and I hold you, church, responsible for this desecration.

You spend my money organizing endless rallies in which you curse those less fortunate than yourself. I have sent my son Jesus into your midst as a poor man, as a gay man, as a woman struggling with an unplanned pregnancy. Yet you rally against Jesus and you mock my name. This is an abomination in my sight.

Because you have misused my funds and embezzled my blessings for yourself, I am withdrawing my prosperity from you. Spiritual poverty and curses will come on you in the night. Who are you to say that you do not want to enable people? In you arrogance you forget that I enable your very breath. What if I decide that I no longer want to enable you, church?

Prophetic Word 2012, the Arrogant Church Will Perish in Sin

God says:

You, American church, will perish in your sin while I invite those whom you rejected to my wedding feast. Your clothes are red with blood; you have no place in my kingdom.

I will go out to the streets and find those who are more worthy than you. My kingdom belongs to the poor in spirit, to the humble, to the meek. My son, Jesus, told you these things, but you refuse to listen.

You want to be called my child, but I do not know you. You are a bastard child, and your father is the devil. If you were my child, you would do as I command. As it is, I have given you years of chances to repent and turn to me. You call on my mercy, but you forget my judgment. My patience is wearing out. Your sins far exceed those of Sodom and Gomorrah.

Prophetic Word 2012: The Church in Governmental Seats

Gods says:

2012 is the year of judgment on the American church. I will allow your Christian leaders to fill seats of government. This is not my heart, it is my judgment. Because you have desired power over my presence, I am giving you over to your sinful desires. These Christian politicians will tear down the economy of the United States, and the empire will collapse.

If you do not repent and seek my face, the land will groan under your greed. I will cause great floods, earthquakes, and storms to come to the United States. In this I will reveal the selfishness and the greed of the American Christians to the entire world. The world will see it and shake.

Repent While There is Time

God says,

Repent, American church, while there is still time. Bring your tithes and offerings to me and I will distribute them to the deserving. Give up all that you have, and I may turn from my anger. This is your last chance to produce fruit before I cut down your tree.

I am sending my prophets to you. Hear their words and repent. Beware of the false prophets who preach abundance and prosperity. They are sent of the enemy, they are wolves in sheep’s clothing. They will lead you to hell.

Repent and turn to Yahweh, judge of the heavens and earth. Learn my name and learn my ways. Humble yourself in the sight of Yahweh, and do what is just and right. Let 2012 be your year of repentance.

The CEO and the Pauper

“Sunny day again today, Mr. Bracken.” The slim young man inched toward his boss. He watched for a nod from the gray-haired man sitting behind the desk, and then he took a seat at a nearby chair.

“Yes, just like the company finances. Everything is sun and roses.” Mr. Bracken adjusted his suit jacket and tie, then leaned back in his chair. He placed his arms behind his head and thought for a moment.

“You know, Tim, everything is going so much better since we laid off those 400 people last month.” He brought his arms forward and gestured to a graph in front of him. “Surprisingly, productivity has actually stayed up, and with the trimming of the budget we will all get nice Christmas bonuses this year.”

Tim nodded his head, perhaps a little too vigorously. He tried to cover his shaking hands. “Oh, yes, I can’t wait to tell my wife about our upcoming trip to Barbados. She has been bugging me for a while to book another vacation. I am so thankful that you promoted me to the board at this company. I couldn’t ask for a better job, or a better boss.”

“Well, thank you. I guess I better be going for tonight. You know that I volunteer on the church finance board, and we have a meeting later. I am looking forward to the Thanksgiving service this Sunday. My family has so much to be thankful for.”

“Me, too. Me, too. All thanks to you. Good night, sir.”

“Oh, Sam, whatever will we do now?” The woman looked across the table at her husband, tears rippling in her blue eyes. “I can’t believe that they laid you off.” She stroked her bulging belly. “How can anyone even have the courage to bring children into this world anymore? And your medical treatments, how will we ever, I mean you know the doctor says that the cancer is getting worse…” her voice trailed off as she laid her head down on the table and sobbed.

“It will be ok, sweetie. We need to trust God. He sees what is happening. Cheer up, it’s almost Thanksgiving. At least we have food on the table. The unemployment benefits will pay for that much.”

Tina looked up. “Trust God? But, Sam, we have had no way to go to church in months. Don’t you think God is mad at us?” Tina drew in her breath. “What about our rent, Sam? You know the money won’t cover our rent and your hospital co-pays. How can we choose between the two?”

Tim winced as he rose from his seat. The bones poked out of the hollow spaces of his body, chemo having decimated his once-strong build. He winced as he shuffled over to the other side of the table. He took Tina’s head in his arms and let his tears mix with her own. “I don’t know. I don’t know what will happen. But I do know that God is bigger than my job.”

George Bracken edged up to the side of his black BMW. He patted the gleaming side and whispered, “I love you. You are such a fine car.” He pulled out his remote and beeped the horn, then gave a sideways glance to see if anyone was watching.

A rain drop fell on his head. He looked up at the sky and said, “Well, girl, you ready to go to church? We better get out of her because it looks like the weather is turning bad.”

Tim helped Tina wiggle her way into the passenger seat. Her belly grazed the dashboard. “It won’t be long, now, before we meet you, little guy.” Tim patted his wife’s belly playfully. “You’re going to love it on planet earth. Do you think you’ll be here in time for Christmas?” He kissed Tina’s belly and then he kissed her cheek. “I love you so much. Try not to worry.”

Tim walked around the car and sat down in the driver’s seat. “Ok, old car. I know you’ve been feeling a little sick lately, but we need to go to the human doctor this time. Please keep driving for me, ok?”

The rain came faster and faster. Soon ice began to fall from the sky along with the rain. Traffic snarled and came to a standstill.

“Damn this traffic.” George Bracken pounded his fist on the dashboard. “I have to get to that meeting. The church cannot function without me.” He craned his neck to get a better view, and he saw a side road a few feet in front of him. He slammed his foot on the accelator and jerked his steering wheel left.

The side road was clear. “Now this is more like it. I’ll just find a little short cut.” The car shuddered as the odometer’s needle spun skyward.

Suddenly an old, tan Chevy came into his view. It seemed to be stalled in the middle of the road. George slammed on his brakes, but the BMW careened out of control. Wheels and ice flew together.

Shattering glass and crumpling metal drowned out Tina’s scream.

Tina and Tim looked around. “Where are we?” Tina whispered. Music floated in the air, encircling the emerald trees and making waves on the iridescent ocean. Suddenly they saw George beside them.

“Mr. Bracken?” Tim jumped back. “Wh..What are you doing here?” Tim paused as he realized George was not wearing any clothes. Without his designer suit and tie he looked rather…well, normal, even ugly.

Before the three could gather their thoughts, a man appeared beside them. He stood about eight feet tall, holding a sword on one side and a trumpet on the other. He wore gleaming white clothes, made even more splendorous beside their naked bodies. George’s face turned white, as he covered his eyes with his hands. “It’s too bright,” he cried.

The man put the trumpet to his lips and let out a long, low blast. He said, “I am an angel of YHWH. Come, it is time for the judgement.” He whisked the three up in his arms. As he flew, they could see a city in the distance, gleaming with a white light. Coming closer, they could see an abundance of gold, sapphires, and rubies, the most beautiful kingdom ever seen.

“Look at all the wealth. I can’t wait to tell the other guys about this place.” George was transfixed on the jewels. The angel continued his flight until they came to the city gates. In front of the gates stood a mountainous pedestal holding a gigantic book. The angel set the three down in front of the book. The pages flipped open.

“Tim and Tina, I have seen your struggles.” The three humans fell down prostrate as the voice boomed around them. The angel continued to stand upright, watching the book. “I have seen your struggles, and I have heard your prayers. I saw when you bought your neighbor’s groceries, even though you barely had money for your own food. I saw when you took that orphan child into your home until she could be reunited with her parents. I saw how you helped the sick and the lonely and the imprisoned ones. Your deeds have been recorded in the book. Welcome to my kingdom, my good and faithful servants. Enter into eternal joy. Here you will experience need and suffering no longer.” The angel took Tina and Tim by the hand and raised them to their feet. The city gates opened in front of them, and they joyfully ran into the city.

“Mr. Bracken, I entrusted you with a lot on earth. You went to church and you said my name, but you never knew me. You gained all the world’s money and all the world’s fame, but you helped nobody.”

“Stop, stop!” George cried. “I helped lots of people. I ran my church’s finances. I mean, we used that money to send lots of missionaries to Africa. I also ran that business that my father gave me. I mean, we hired lots of people.”

“NO!” The voice boomed. “You did not hire lots of people. You destroyed lots of people. I saw when you laid all of those people off. Was it really worth your bottom line to let people starve and go homeless? Or did you even think about that?

I saw when you pocketed the kickbacks from those African charities which your church supported. Your life consisted of stealing, killing, and destroying while you sat back and called yourself good. It is all written in my book. You have no place in my kingdom.”

“But, Lord, what about that time I brought computers to that middle school? I mean, I donated those machines, and the publicity was not that much. Or the time that my company sponsored that soccer team. I mean, you do like soccer, right?”

“You are a wicked servant. You are not worthy to see my face or to even say my name. Your good works are a mockery to me. Your church cannot save you.

“But, Lord, I said the salvation prayer. I thought that was enough.”

“Enough! You had ample chances on earth. Your heart is evil, and you are not worthy of the kingdom. Depart from me!”