40 day and 40 nights (part 1)

Let’s test our Father, as He suggests, get those tithes spent on really pushing the gospel of righteousness to a rotten world, and receive those blessings…without measure. No half measures with our God are there? Just immeasurable measures.

I think the plan I have will work well. I will tithe myself to cover website costs and video costs and travel costs, plus more besides, but you will tithe to spread the message to your neighbours and your nations. We all have arrears of tithes to make up, so I hope that we will see the message everywhere, all over the world, some will love it, and others will hate it with a passion. Good, that’s the aim.

Next I have a note about our Father’s name as written and pronounced in Hebrew. Here is it, in all its Glory:

I noticed that there are two Hebrew letters that are just like the number 7 within the name, which is no coincidence of course. Our Father transliterates with languages and letters and numbers, it’s incredibly clever, and I’ll share some other examples as we go. That middle letter, which looks like it’s sat on a plinth, and with two dots or bubbles up above it, is also a classic piece of design from our Father, which I may explain in due course.

I was shown that the name has three syllables, and starts with a ‘Y’ not a ‘J’ sound, as noted here:

Transliteration: Yhvh
Phonetic Spelling: (yeh-ho-vaw’)
Definition: the proper name of the God of Israel

The name Yahweh is a fictional deception, it’s wrong to use it. You can use the contracted version of Yahovah, like King David did, and that is simply Yah. It is both polite and respectful to use someone’s correct name, especially when it’s our God, and He desires a deeply personal relationship with you, so don’t call Him God or Lord, call Him Yehovah, or Yehovah God, or Yah, or simply Father. The same applies with our Lord and messiah, who’s name is simply Yahshua, if you do just some cursory research online you will see that was his actual Hebrew name, which was then transliterated and translated and ended up as Jesus. They both will hear you if you use the wrong name, and I won’t make a big thing of it to anyone, but I will teach this, and I just can’t see why you would choose to say something other than the correct name? Here is a cool website that has audio clips of the names spoken by Jewish people. The link I have supplied above should have Yehovah (in Hebrew) already in the search and the results should be down below, there is only one correct result, you’ll need to look at the Hebrew letters to see which one. I find it lovely to listen to, and I notice that after the name is said by the lady, there is a soft tinkling bell sound that follows it, which is most unusual (and is a sign from my Father I think), but then again….why not, and it may be the musical representation of His name. You can insert the Hebrew for Yahshua there too, and you’ll hear it’s not pronounced Yahshua, but Yohshua, or perhaps somewhere between the two.

 Next, I was moved to find something from my past, a greetings card given to me when I left a job where I’d a very happy couple of years. Whilst searching for that, I found many other items in a box that had tremendous meaning to me now as a man of faith with a mission to do, and some strange messages were made apparent too. Some of it was incredible, and I will share most of that later on ( I think I have already shared the photo of me as a child, dressed as one of the ‘wise man’ pointing to the star foretelling the Lord Yahshua’s return, which was within a boxed illustrated KJV child’s bible given to me by my grandmother when I was a baby).

Within that boxed bible was a sheet of A4, with a tract on both sides written by a brother I had never met nor heard about. I assume the sheet was given to me at my old church a couple of years ago, but I don’t recall, nor do I recall tucking it away. But I did. Here’s an image of the bottom of the tract, which was entitled ‘The Heathen Rage’:

This tract was all about the state of the world today, how nations and people have turned away from Yah, how the Muslims are rising, and whether the world can ever turn back to Christian faith. it looked at the efforts of globalists in recent decades, governments, the media, all trying to keep people away from faith, and destroying national Christian values and our cultural history, so it all resonated with my views perfectly, so perhaps that’s why I kept it.

But right at the end of this tract was a message from Yah, which quite possibly was meant for me, and I expect the writer didn’t even realise his typo at the time, which in fact is not a typo at all, but rather sends the message it was meant to. Can you see it yourself I wonder, it’s in the very last sentence, to me it was very obvious, and it gives that closing sentence a whole different meaning?  There was also a more personal relevance to me within that sentence, the reference to ‘clay’, and that will become apparent in due course.

The ‘accidental but not’ typo, which I am sure was Yah’s doing, is that the phrase ‘Our Leaders’ is capitalised. Ordinarily, ‘leaders’ would not be capitalised. The capitalisation completely changes the meaning of the sentence. It was meant to be critical of wordly leaders seeking to abolish nations and introduce global multi-culturalism, an effort that will fail of course. But the meaning changes with ‘Our Leaders’, who of course would be Yah and Yahshua, and we know that Their efforts to bring about a world in which there will be no Greek, no Jew, no English etc, will eventually succeed, possibly in the Millennium reign, but if not, definitely in the New Jerusalem, when all will be together with the Father and son, with no more concern about ethnicity or cultural differences. Our Father is working to achieve this end at the moment, as He has been for 2,000 years or so, since He sent His son to unify believers across all of the nations. An incredible plan, and an incredible message given via this ‘typo’.

My next note comes on the day I celebrated Passover, and looking back, it was only really at this time that things started to happen on a continual basis, and it was at this time that I was shown the etymology of the word ‘quarantine’, based on the French number quarant, meaning 40 days.

It was my first Passover memorial celebration, so it was all new to me, but it was great fun, and Satan also gave it a good shot to ensure I broke some of the rules, but he failed, thanks to our Father giving me tip-offs about items that would have caught me out. I had sent some funds out to a brother in Canada to enable him to buy an actual live lamb for the celebration, but I was unable to arrange a whole lamb here at home, as I don’t own this property, and I had no means of transporting or storing a live lamb ahead of killing it, and no experience at all in slaughtering a live animal, nor of cooking it, so it was just not possible. But, only a Pharisee would feel I’d failed by buying a choice Welsh lamb steak and using that instead on an altar I had built here, because our Father cares much much more about our hearts than He does about the letter of the law. Most of us live in various versions of Babylon these days, we’re in enemy territory, amongst heathen, so we should do the best we can in respect to His laws, and He loves that, whilst not being at all keen on those who simply ignore His laws altogether, or just pick and choose, leaving out those that require a measure of effort and holiness. Also, He hates those that obey the whole letter of the law with a bad heart. I think I recall He used the word ‘detest’ to describe how He felt about Israel’s burnt offerings and New Moon day observations, when they did so even as they were routinely committing all manner of other horrific sins (other Gods springs to mind). So, will you start celebrating His commanded feast days, His New Moon days, His lunar Sabbaths? Or will it be too much hassle? Trust me, it is no hassle at all, it’s a joy to do, to be HOLY in these times, like Him, like His son was. Your choice though, just don’t ever whinge that you weren’t warned.

During the day leading up to the Passover dinner, I did some work, and I had a telephone meeting with clients of mine, a married couple, nice people, but I had never witnessed to them before, at all, as was the case with most of my clients, as I thought it better to keep business separate from faith matters. Wrong, I was wrong. We can’t not witness to people we know well, we’re commanded to do it in the Great Commission command. I was previously weak, and somewhat fearful I might lose a client due to ‘preaching’. Weak, terrible, but no longer! I witnessed to them by explaining how Yah’s Golden Jubilee cycle was still running, even though Kings and nations ignore it, and I explained how it was helping me with preparing clients’ portfolios for the debt clearance cycle that is just beginning. As I was witnessing on the phone (I was on my mobile phone), something happened that has happened once or twice before. The enemy, always aware of saltiness in the air, at least when I am aware he seems to be, forced the line dead. I wish I had it on video, it is so strange to witness it happen. Unlike the usual loss of signal leading to silence and then eventually a dead line, when the enemy stops the conversation, the line buzzes, there’s a ‘beep’ of energy within the phone, and then the line just goes dead, even though full signal is still showing. I tend to curse the enemy when this happens, just at the futility of it, because the call can always be made again, as I did on this occasion. I think it literally hurts Satan’s head when he hears me (and maybe others I assume) talking with passion about the righteous laws and commands of our Father. He has to make the pain stop, so he zaps the line. Maybe this gives him time to scarper away from the house, I know he can only be in one place at a time? Maybe it’s one of his demonic chums, that is possible in this instance, as later events showed me.

So, I called the clients back and finished my witnessing, and all ended well with the call, and I was then able to complete my Passover preparations, which I’d started a few days before by taking all leaven out of my house to leave with my parents at their home. I did ponder whether to just throw it all away in a random bin somewhere, but as my parents had no intention of celebrating Passover themselves, I wasn’t causing them to sin (a different matter when I emptied my fridge and freezer of unclean meats, I knew I had to just throw it all away). I was shown by Yah just in the nick of time that I had some other items that I had missed with leaven in them, cat biscuits, and some sauce packets, there is no way on earth I would have checked sauce packet ingredients for leaven without a ‘thought injection’, and I would have almost certainly missed the cat biscuits too. So that all went to my parents too, the day before Passover actually. I also found a pasty in the freezer the night before, just one, which I left to defrost and ate it for lunch.

Whilst upstairs in the hours leading up to the dinner, I also remembered (thought injection) that I had some plain crunchy biscuits in a biscuit jar down in the kitchen. I just have one a day, for the crunch, as I avoid gluten. I knew there was at least half a packet of biscuits in the glass jar, and that I would have o go and throw them away somewhere local. But when I got to the kitchen, I was amazed to find a much smaller number in the jar. Precisely one biscuit. Which I ate, wondering ‘How does He DO that’? I still think that about the miracles and signs I witnessed then and that are still appearing up until yesterday. I know it’s no big deal for Him, but some of them are arranged or planned decades in advance, so I’ll never fail to be amazed at them. Anyway, I ate the biscuit and thought I was clear of leaven. Then, an hour or so later,  as I was removing the lamb and some pre-cooked potatoes from the fridge, I noticed (or was shown) one piece of bread in the fridge that I had forgotten, It was tucked away at the back of the top shelf, but somehow I spotted it. So, I toasted it and ate it. And then I noticed that somehow a small piece of crust was still in the bag, and I knew it was the enemy trying anything to catch me out. So I threw that away into a hedgerow just off my property. Phew, it was starting to feel a tad stressful!

Now, I am ashamed to admit, at the age of 52 then, I had never in my life had the opportunity to cook food outdoors on any sort of barbecue, let alone on a stone altar I had built myself. My dad had given me some charcoal, and some small pieces of wood and newspapers, and vague instructions on how to get it all alight, as well as some chicken wire to sit on top of the stones. Here are a couple of photos of the altar:

Altar rules are simple: unhewn rocks, not in a grove or a high place, and no steps up to it (that could result in anyone peeking up your robe).

So, I had a lovely Welsh lamb steak, I had some unleavened flatbread, and I had a small bottle of French wine. Then I hit another snag, I had no corkscrew, as I am not a drinker at all, and have never developed a liking for wine at all. I thought I was going to have to smash the neck off the bottle, as I couldn’t get the cork out (I was subsequently told I should have pushed the cork into the bottle), but then I remembered I had a few bottles left over from a client seminar I ran in the winter, and they were screw cap, and were rose. So that was a relief.

It took a while to get the fire going, the rolled up newspaper kept failing to light, or lighting then going out. Then the wood wouldn’t really burn too well. It was exasperating, and I knew it was all silly Satan’s attempt to stop me observing my first Passover memorial meal. If you think not, my brother and friend in Canada found that he couldn’t get gasoline to light with a naked flame when he was starting his fire, no way to explain that is there, other than enemy action. He succeeded eventually, with lots of flames and lots and lots of gasoline, and I succeeded eventually too, with lots of matches and more paper, and eventually the wood was ablaze, and I dropped on some charcoal, and that went nicely grey, and on went the lamb and some potatoes, and finally I could relax. Sadly, another brother was frustrated by Satan that night, a friend of mine locally. He had even decided to cook his lamb on his woodburner, rather than roasting it, surely Yah moved him to do that. But his wife went to the supermarket shopping alone, and despite being told to buy lamb, she bought beef instead (because….?). So that Passover celebration didn’t happen, and my friend was very sad, and no doubt Satan celebrated that small triumph, one has to feel sad about his drive to undermine our Father and deceive humans, it must be a miserable existence being Satan, he knows he loses eventually of course, but can’t help himself, and won’t repent, despite it being suggested by yours truly.

I had a chair, I had some music playing, I actually found I enjoyed the taste of the rose wine, and I just sat and soaked up the atmosphere, just me and our Father there, thinking about that night He passed over Egypt and killed all of their first born, whilst sparing the Israelites, a great demonstration of His power over earthly rulers who ignore His will, and the love He has for His people. I recorded a brief video of a prayer and blessing I spoke before I ate the lamb:

‘Do not think that I have come to abolish the law or the Prophets. I have not come to abolish, but to fulfill. 18For truly I say to you, until heaven and earth shall pass away, not even one iota, nor one stroke of a letter, shall pass away from the law, until everything should happen.

19Whoever then shall break one of the least of these commandments and shall teach others the same, he will be called least in the kingdom of the heavens; but whoever shall keep and shall teach them, he will be called great in the kingdom of the heavens. 20For I say to you that unless your righteousness shall abound above that of the scribes and Pharisees, you shall never enter into the kingdom of the heavens.’

Put simply, sacrifices were never enough to atone for our sins, and never will be enough, and that’s why a special sacrifice was needed by Yah, for our benefit, He offered up His own human son to death. It was enough, plenty. But, if you have sinned at all since you were born again, perhaps by ignoring the Passover feast, perhaps by eating unclean meats, perhaps by ignoring the Feasts of Trumpets, or Tabernacles, or the Day of Atonement, then you should firstly start observing these commanded holy feast days, and secondly, you may choose to offer a sin offering, with a repentant heart. If you just ignore thee feast days from now on, as you have done so far, well, I wouldn’t like to be in your shoes as we head toward Christ’s return. If you’re willing to break some pretty big commandments, and be far less righteous than our Lord, just because you think you know better than him and our Father, because some pastor has IGNORED the actual words of our messiah and Lord and taught you otherwise, then be assured that you’re on shaky ground, and I wonder whether you’ll be resurrected alive in the first resurrection to meet the Lord, or dead for your body to burn in the Lake of Fire in the second resurrection? Do you fear Yah at all I wonder? Why take the chance?

I bet most that ever read this, or that hear me preach and teach in the years ahead will still ignore the words of our Lord and will disobey our Father. Especially when we look at lunar Sabbaths and new moon days (ssshh, no one ever mentions them). I caution you to be fearful, remember these other words of the Lord Yahshua:

I know that it may seem easier to live according to Pope Gregory’s times and calendar, but who said following our faith was going to be a walk in the park? We are at war, constantly, against our spiritual enemies. You win the battle by fearing Yah, obeying His commands, and laughing at the enemy’s futile efforts to push you off the narrow path. You lose the battle by having fear of any kind, by worrying about the impact on your lives of living a holy and righteous life, and by taking the easy route, the enemy’s route. So many have done this, it’s very sad to see, and it is the reason why the Tribulation period has begun, the world is pretty much a lost cause for our Father now, time to dish out some wrath and curses ahead of the glorious return of his Son, our Lord Yahshua.

I pray now that all of my readers here, and those who will hear me and see me shining Yah’s ‘sun of righteousness’ in the years ahead, will repent and strive to become fully righteous, purified, ready for the glory days, all 365,000 of them initially, in our glorified and perfected bodies, here on earth. I pray that our Father is blessed by the sight of many turning back to obedience and holiness, and away from the easy ways of the world. In the name of our Lord Yahshua, I pray. Amen.

The next post will be along in a few days, although I have a busy week ahead, catching up with client meetings. But I look forward to telling you about my first experience of casting out a demon and much more besides. May Yah bless you with His wisdom and peace.