40 days and 40 nights (part 10) – 13th April – Easter Monday

Isn’t the Word wonderful? There are two verses that refer to food, or rather tasting Yehovah and the Lord Yahshua. That would fit with my experiences on the two previous days, I was taken through what both of them suffered through the crucifixion. Which was so terrible, so painful, for both of Them. It wasn’t just the Lord that suffered that day you know.

Then Isaiah 8:13, very appropriate, as you’ll read next. 1 Peter 3:15, amen to that. don’t ever be afraid to speak for the Lord, with meekness (full strength and confidence in my Father’s protection).

It was now 3:05, and I was able to break my fast. I had two eggs left in the house, 3 flat breads. Miraculously, I found that full power had been restored to the stove, not really a surprise to me though. For the previous three days it had only provided enough power to boil water. No other power was restored though to the sockets. I noted the words on the t-shirt of the very old man I had met in the graveyard the day before: ‘United Union’, he told me he had found it in a skip.

I noted some names and connections down from my past, including friends. For example, my gym is called Marjon, I have been going there since I was 12-13, to play sports. Marjon is short for ‘The College of St Mark and St John’. I have an old friend, a Welsh man I have known since my early 20s, his first name is a derivative of Christ, His surname is Matthews. I frequently visited St Lucia (Luke?). I was eating my Spanish omelette now, it was around 3:30am, my stomach was rumbling as I ate, my stomach then felt gassy. I sorted out a bunch of tangled power cables in the lounge.

Then my whole body was throbbing, and my head especially, but it wasn’t a headache, just a throbbing. I felt very sleepy and I slept on the sofa. I woke up when I heard a noise at the cats’ feeding box/dish. There was nothing there (I was woken up by my Father). It was still very windy indeed, howling.

There were then several deceptions, one deceived me, as I later put another £5,000 into my trading account, which was lost. Another deception concerned the fake trinity notion.

I wrote down ‘I have a feeling Yahshua is outside’. I was very scared at this point, and the wind was constantly banging the back door in the lounge, it was storm force, and items were being blown over outside now. I opened the kitchen door and walked out on to my back yard, and I could hear a loud banging up in the field just up the hill. I noted: ‘I’m scared (only scared of God)’. I put some milk and honey and flatbread and some nuts out on the floor in the back yard, and I noted it was now 4:30am. I was putting the food out for the Lord. As I put the food out I was feeling terrified.

The back door banged again when I was back in the lounge, and I noted: ‘Elijah – whirlwind’ and ‘Elisha -12 oxen he the 12’. The back door banged again. I noted that Elijah went to Mount Horeb too (1 Kings 19:8-14). I noted some of the scriptures. I was very tired again and my guts were ‘stressy’. At 5:08 I noted that the wind was abating and I turned up the heating as it got colder. I noted that I use a Dell laptop (d’el) and my tennis trainers have Cel on them (c’el). I was still very tired and the back door was now bumping incessantly and I wrote ‘something is out there’. I started to feel that I had to go outside, even though I was terrified. A bucket blew over in front of the house and I noted ‘here I go’.

I washed my feet and hands and changed my clothes, I put on a winter coat and wrapped a towel across my face. I opened the front door and stepped out and moved to the front of the porch. At that point I no longer felt scared. I was moved to kneel, and did so. My arms were aching from holding the towel, so I did up the hood of the coat, which held the towel in place. My knees were also aching so I sat on the doormat, which I had moved down to the front of the porch, which has a concrete floor.

I then could hear the crackling of fire and embers and I could see a light moving around through the fabric of the towel. So I knew that my Father was there, which explained my earlier feeling of great fear. I said the Lord’s prayer, and I was then moved to lay in the foetal position. I prayed for forgiveness for past sins, and offered a blessing to my Father and to our Lord. I prayed thanks for my friends and family and prayed for the UK and the world to turn back to my Father and his Lord’s ways with faith. I belched and coughed and threw up in my mouth a few times. It was bitterly cold, but I could feel His heat in the air. My cat Ollie arrived with a meow, but quickly disappeared again (understandable). It was still very windy. I then was told that my Father had left, so I asked Him to bang the door if I was supposed to go back inside and it banged within a second or two. There was a strange noise, like a cat meow, but not a normal one. Perhaps Ollie had noticed my Father? I went back into the house, and the letterbox banged, and I knew Ollie would be outside, so I opened the door and indeed he was there. So that was my second meeting with my Father. Oddly it was much more terrifying than the first one out in the middle of the moor, perhaps because it was unexpected?

I tried the power circuits to see if I could reset it and get power back to the sockets, but it was still out. It was now 7am. I realised it was only 6-7 degrees outside, so I took food from my fridge and put it out in the back yard.

I noticed that a red tomato had white fluffy mould in a ring around the top of it, giving the impression of a monk’s haircut, and I noted: Chinese apostle? (I have subsequently communicated with this man, George Chuang, a brother who writes and does videos mostly about the end times messenger. I told him I am here, but he hasn’t replied.I have also corrected some Torah errors on his youtube videos, but to date he is ignoring me.No matter, my Father’s will be done, we will see if he has a part to play). It was a cool-looking tomato though, such a shame I had no camera to take a photo. The bucket outside blew over again and I heard a loud ‘crack’ in the corner of the room. The back door was still banging too. A branch of a tree (not a big one) hit the lounge window, there are no trees near that window. I had a strange dream of my brother tormenting a golf acquaintance (both unbelievers, so probably their fate during the Millennium, down in the pit). Ollie came back in again, and he was very very affectionate. I felt awful though and very tired, so made a coffee. I burnt the milk in the saucepan ( I was having an all milk coffee). I noted that the dark chocolate I use is a brand called ‘JD Gross’. I noted JDG: Jesus, David, Gary. Seve was in a box asleep upstairs. A band called Mini Mansions was in my mind suddenly, I have two of their albums.

Gosh, as I am writing I am listening to the greatest hits of Orchestral Manoeuvers In The Dark (more commonly known as OMD). I was just alerted to this song, I have never noticed the lyrics before, despite knowing this band for 30 years, so here they are, the song is called Genetic Engineering:

 What amazing lyrics.

Back to Easter Monday. A small fly flew out of the cupboard. There were a lot of crows crowing loudly, but no birdsong. I was moved to go for an early walk after my coffee. I noted that although the boiler was on full blast, the radiators were cold. Ten minutes later I had just lit a candle for my Father, then I noticed the radiators were hot. I apologised to Him for forgetting to light the candle earlier. I went out for my walk.

I noted on my return: lots of blue doors on sheds and garages as I walked up the hill. I then found what looked like another Banksy board, with a red 20, but also some writing on it. This one was a bigger heavier board. It was lying just inside the farmer’s boundary, on the edge of his drive, but I took it anyway (actually I went back to collect it at the end of the walk, and it had moved from in a hedgerow to being on his drive). As I walked up the hill I noticed a CCTV camera attached to a telegraph pole, I had not noticed it before. I stroked a black and white horse at a gate and blessed it.

I went back into the field with the seven horses, and this time the big black one was very calm and I was able to bless it and its people (it was a representation of Africa). Also the Arabian horse was very calm. and the white whoreish one was less flirty, but it did turn its ass toward me. I blessed another white horse with a black spot on its forehead. Again, the only horse that I couldn’t get near was the red Chinese horse (Chicoms eh, what can you do?). There was still a stiff and cold easterly wind. I then entered the graveyard and prayed at the unmarked grave for the Lord Yahshua and my Father and the whole world. I met some neighbours and witnessed to them about the deceptions they had been told about baptisms. They refused to pray with me. At the top of the hill I ate one flower from a gorse bush and I collected some firewood. As I walked I talked with my Father aloud, thanking Him for everything I have been blessed with in my life.

I noticed that the church by my house has a golden cockerel as a weather vane, breaking the command to not have graven images. I remembered that my highest break at snooker back when I was in my 20s was 50. And also that I had won 7 trophies at my golf club, plus a team trophy in the local league. When I went back to collect the potential 3rd Banksy, I had just picked it up when a family of four approached me coming up the hill. They immediately said ‘can you put the sign back, it belongs to the farmer – and the other two’? I noted: ‘clearly lying, enemy agents’. I kept the ‘sign’. I noted that there was no natural way for them to know that I had the other two red 20 boards, as there was no one around when I took them. The only other items I noted from the walk were that I saw two reflective ‘bits’ from cars lying in the road, both were silver.

I got home and slept again, waking at 12:30. I had a good sleep with no dreams I could recall. I had a pee and then as I was washing my hands, I noticed that on my right ear suddenly I had 3 hairs, that I had not noticed before. The largest hair simply fell off when I brushed it with my hand, the other two remained. By now the wind had abated, but it was still very cold. I had a song in my head ‘She’s got spies’ by the Super Furry Animals, one of my favourite bands, but pagan God-haters. I had a thought that I was prepared to make the local priest dumb for a season. And I made a note to contact the pastor of the first church I attended, a Church of England baptist church. As it happens I did that this week, and he refused my offer of a meeting, did not accept that I was the messenger mentioned in Malachi, and in fact thought I was 2,000 years too late to be him. Possibly it’s been a while since a CoE seminary taught him about Malachi. There we go.

I had a nice snack of an apple, some pineapple juice and peanut butter. I was then moved to find baptism verses and wrote lots of them down, which subsequently turned into a blog post on the subject. At that point, I had filled up my first note-pad, only writing on one side of each page.

Then I was told that I could fix the electricity problem, by tapping the unit 7 times with my signet ring (which features the number 7) I was genuinely amazed when I then pulled the tripped switch down, and it didn’t trip again. Another miracle. I was able to charge up some devices, but then the power went again. I also realised at this point (or was shown) that I had booked in a client telephone review meeting into my paper diary for Good Friday, without even realising it was that day, and with the events of that period I had totally forgotten the phone call, but my client phoned me, and we had a chat all about faith, and I witnessed to him. I realised on Easter Monday that the appointment had been moved to Saturday 11th in my paper diary. There are a lot of Torah-observant brothers and sisters who don’t mark Christmas or Easter. I am with them on Christmas, no pagan trees etc, but Easter time is a memorial for the death of the Lord Yahshua. Don’t get Easter eggs, no bunnies, but I was called to fast for the whole time the bridegroom was dead in the earth. The best and worst days in world history, especially for those of Israel (i.e. my Father’s people, neither Jew nor Greek). So we dishonour the Lord’s memory if we don’t mark the occasion in some way. Not a sin, but rest assured, in the Millennium, we will be marking this period with solemn assemblies, and then a feast of some kind.

It was this day that I delved further into the box of items that I had found in the spare bedroom, but I am going to only briefly cover this, as time is limited. I did spill some milk that afternoon, and it spilled in three pools, one large one, and two smaller ones. The box contained items from my past, and some were sinful in a way, such as a DVD, the Bad Boys of Poker (I used to play hold ’em). Other items were a great find, such as two books about the history of Christian faith in the Celtic world of ancient England and Wales. Dumnonia!

One of the strangest things I’ve ever seen then happened over the next 10-15 minutes. I was looking out of the window and the front door, and my cats were both asleep in different spots near the house, in an empty plant pot, in a raised bed, the other side of the front door. I looked out again just a minute or two later, and they were both in different spots, sound asleep. Then I looked out again, just another minute later, and they had both moved again. And this went on for 10-15 minutes, I was checking every minute or two, and they moved every time. I will state with certainty, the cats knew nothing about these position changes, they remained asleep throughout (you know cats), and not once did I see them between positions. So, they were being moved by my Father, and purely for fun, to amuse me. He does these sorts of things regularly now, I have a few great examples to share in May and June. I am so blessed, thank you Father.

I then left the house to walk up the hill and met the farmer. He claimed all three of the ‘red 20’ boards were his, that he had put up as speeding warning signs. He asked for them back and I refused. He had another red 20 sign up, which was nothing like the other three. He said he had seen me take the one in the hedge. I only realised later, that if he had seen me, why didn’t he shout out to me to leave it alone. It was obvious he was lying, I am sure a demon was involved, as he was nothing like he was back in the churchyard. Bear in mind, he has never been baptised, so he has no protection from demons. We parted company with me saying I thought they were meant for me, and I needed to pray about it, and he accepted that. To finish this story, I eventually gave him back the 3rd ‘red 20’ that appeared, it wasn’t signed by anyone, and it was on his property. I offered him a monetary sum to enable him to replace the other two (even though I think he was lying), but he refused and asked me to donate to charity instead. He has been cool ever since.

Monday evening I went to visit a friend, to borrow his phone, so I could book in a vet’s appointment for Seve. I noticed an owl figurine outside his back door, and a large evil-looking hare figurine in the lounge through the window. I need to let my friend know that having these things breaks one of the ten comandments, not to have any image of anything on the earth, heavens, skies or in the waters at all:

‘Thou dost not make to thyself a graven image, or any likeness which is in the heavens above, or which is in the earth beneath, or which is in the waters under the earth’.

The command is two-part, it then tells you not to worship any such image. So don’t have one, and don’t worship it, either one of those is breaking the command. I might have a few in boxes somewhere, gifts from family, figurines have never appealed to me at all, so I will hunt them out and throw them away. That is how you do it folks. Immediate obedience and full repentance.

During the time I had power and was able to get back on Twitter briefly, Satan had another go at tempting me with a female approach, and he had finally realised that a whoreish-looking woman does nothing for me, so he used a more sweet-looking young woman that I did find very attractive, so I responded in a flirty manner, but then I was shown it was just another deception/temptation, so I sent her a message telling her that her boss was wasting his time (as my Father will keep me safe). She just replied ‘OK’, showing she knew she was on Satan’s payroll, and then later that day her account had been suspended I noticed.

I made a note about a tweet and sent some whatsapp messages I’d sent on Good Friday before my phone power went, about fasting for the three days our Lord was in the ground. I had an odd push-back that I didn’t expect from a seemingly excellent and righteous brother who pastors a small flock, a young chap named Alex in America. I forgot about it to be honest, until just this week, the reasons for his push-back became clear. That story will make for a whole blog post, so all I will say for now is that my Father knows your hearts AND He is sharing that with me. Some of you know this already, I can see where your fears are, where you are unsalty or disobedient, but only because my Father and I are one.

That is pretty much the end of Easter Monday. I visited a friend nearby late in the afternoon to borrow his phone to book a vet’s appointment for Seve, a voice-call with a brother in Canada was affected by the enemy (again), but we were able to pray him away.

Things are pretty hectic for me now. The new website is being set-up, not by me, by professionals, but it is taking a while, plus all of the blog posts have to be moved over, so I am going to ask them to do that for me too, I don’t have the time or patience for that. I am active on Facebook groups and on youtube, with comments mostly, but soon with some videos. And other things are happening too, which I will cover in future posts. And I am still being taught by my Father, which is a blessing. And we’re still having fun, enjoying each other’s company too. We are just like Him you know, He’s so nice and funny and caring. To those who submit to Him, with loving obedience.

I pray as always that this blog is a blessing to my readers, and a blessing to my Father. In these times, trust Him with everything, you cannot hope to get through what lies ahead using your own skills, too much coming down the road. Many in the faith seem to recognise that it is time to head for the wildernesses, away from the cities. Me, I will be heading into cities I think, telling them why they are accursed and telling them to repent, but they won’t, they will be destroyed instead: