40 days and 40 nights (part 7) – 10th April – Good Friday

I have probably already shared the scripture above and commented upon it, but I have written so much I honestly can’t remember if I did, and I won’t read through all of my posts looking for it either. But here’s the comment made on youtube, which nailed it:

I am Gazza7 on youtube as you may have grasped from the videos I have posted. But also, in real life (it’s all real life really isn’t it) I am literally a gold-dealer professionally, I have been since around 2014. And I have literally counseled American former friends, including one of the men who came to my baptism (but now hates me for preaching righteousness) to buy gold way back in 2016, and I have encouraged my investment clients to buy gold too, even before I became a dealer myself. I alluded to gold obliquely in this warning post in 2018, it is the asset I mention here:

So, back to the subject of predestination, and I ponder whether me becoming aware back in 2011 of the grand plan for the world’s monetary system and gold’s role within that and its likely huge price increase, was all of that predestined too, before I found our Father? And I do think the answer is yes, it was all pre-planned, all of my life. So I am finding that a hard thing to come to terms with, as it also means the rest of my life is pre-planned too, and I know I am going to carry out this mission, much of which is prophesied. I wonder if any of my readers have the same view of their lives, or is just a few of us that get earmarked way before creation to carry out certain crucial roles? I mostly have become reconciled to the fact now anyway, especially as the future for me is bound to be full of interesting experiences and then perhaps a responsible role in the Millennium reign, and of course the final reward of face-to-face proximity to our Father, which is something we all long for, and I will allow nothing to take my eye off that prize, even the realisation that my whole life might be pre-planned. At least I won the lottery in the planning stage eh? But there have been some dark days of dark thoughts, very dark indeed. But I am through the worst of it and actually had another example today which is related to the horse kicking I had a few days ago, but I will share that in another post, as I haven’t even started on the Good Friday period yet, which is after all the title of this post. No wonder my posts are sometimes a bit on the long side, for you modern readers who like itsy-bitsy short pieces, you’ll have to get used to meaty posts.

So, on to Good Friday, 10th April 2020. Another eventful day, ignoring the early hours of it before I got home. I woke up and got out of bed at around 11am, so I didn’t have much sleep and I felt really tired, with no energy at all, and I hadn’t eaten since around 7pm on the 9th April. But I was given a command (thought injection as usual) to do a three day fast for the period when our Lord was in his tomb. Three days, through until the morning of Monday 13th April. I don’t recall feeling perturbed by this at all, in fact I had been planning to do a 3-day fast beginning on the 13th April anyway. It just was obviously the right thing to do over Easter, to commemorate that period when the bridegroom wasn’t with his people, and was separated from his Father too, must have been awful for our Lord.

I have a note that soon after I’d got up I crushed a spider with the heel of my left hand. Is it called a heel, maybe not, but I can’t think of another name for it now. I do have a photo of the crushed spider, but I will spare you that.

I sent a few messages on whatsapp to the brother in Canada and Simone and my friend in Morocco and my friend locally, just saying ‘I was out there for 8.5 hours but I am alive’.

I had a slightly longer text chat with Simone on whatsapp, and within that chat there was a ‘rush of blood’ statement I made to her: ‘We should marry’. She responded with an emoji I didn’t understand, but accepted the proposal (which has subsequently been cancelled, I might as well mention that now).

Then, just after midday I had what I thought was a total power failure in the house, when things beeped and stopped charging, and my phone very quickly went dead, and the PC too, and the Ipad. But before they went dead I was able to call my landlord, and he promised to send someone around to look at the problem, which was something to do with the RCD unit. That unit had a very interesting message written on it, from the perspective of the timing especially. Here’s what it says on the unit:

The poor man kept asking me if I’d changed anything in the wiring in the kitchen, as he couldn’t understand how it was all wired the way it was, or why the solenoid was wired in, but not apparently doing anything, and nor could he explain how the hob had only reached a ‘warm’ temperature, rather than the usual burning hot. Whilst I felt sorry for him, he was at least paid for his time, and I knew exactly why things were so odd with the electrics, as a mighty Power had rejigged everything during the night (maybe when I was following the sheep).

Interestingly, the names of the last three men I spoke to before being left alone for the 3 days of Easter were Peter, David, and Paul. I have noted down many thoughts that I then had during the afternoon of Good Friday, mostly about my family and my life and song titles and scripture and who was working for the enemy in the public eye. There was quite a lot about the nature and names of my two cats too, in fact their names reveal things, which I will write about later. But the nature of my two cats was shown to me to reflect our Lord and Satan too. One cat is the ‘good’ one, rarely hunts, is confident and strong and the other one, who’s name is Ollie is always hunting, is nervous, clingy, and you’ll recall was the cat suffering from demonic possession and that Satan himself possessed. I don’t often refer to this cat by his name, I have always called him by a nickname ‘little one’, because he is smaller. I realised it is the name of one of the horns in the prophesies. I have to also mention that although both cats have been neutered and are male, Ollie likes to dominate Seve, and will mount him sometimes and bite his ear. So, Ollie does seem to have a sinful character, for a cat, although I don’t blame him.

Early in the evening I decided to take the Nazarite vow, and although I didn’t know the full procedures, I knew it related to shaving one’s head, so I grabbed my clippers and off came all of the hair, right down to the scalp. I looked so different in the mirror. I also read about new Levitical priests having all of the hair on their bodies removed, so I decided I would do the same, with a bit of a grimace, as I have so much body hair, it would have taken hours. But as I started, the power on the clippers went, and at exactly the same time so did the power on my electric shaver. So I knew, through a thought injection, and that sign, that I didn’t need to remove the body hair (which in hindsight is obvious, as we don’t have a temple these days).

Then I was given a lot of thoughts about our Father’s relationship to Satan himself, and about the level of grace our Father has, and other matters relating to judgement day. But still to this day I am certain that these thoughts were deceptions from our enemy, as during this time, my cat was nervous of me again, and I know that dark forces were at large, with a crow sitting squawking at me outside, and other happenings. So, as they were deceptions, I don’t think I should share them. One of them actually was a reiteration of a comment Satan made to me when he became agitated at my online work against his people one day, that there ‘are not two sides’ in the battle between our Father and Satan, But given that we know Satan is a liar, I am certain that all of the thoughts he put to me that afternoon were lies, and they do contradict scriptural prophesy too.

There were also (probable) deceptions about the age of the planet, and recurring ice ages, and some stuff connected to neanderthals, but I suspect all of that was deception too, although if it wasn’t, it doesn’t change anything as far as my faith goes. Could the earth be billions of years old? Could our Father re-start the story between ice ages? If we are between ice ages, will the onset of the next one coincide precisely with the end of the millennium reign? I don’t know, and I just don’t care either way. I would prefer Genesis and Revelation to be the literal beginning and end of things, and an eternity with our Father thereafter, but if our spirits come back down again after an ice age, so be it, it is not something I think about much at all, although I do hope we all know the whole truth eventually, notably I am keen to find out where our Father came from and why He created it all, especially us. I suspect that level of truth may not be given to us though, we will see. (I will mention here that I asked questions about the above topic as I was walking to the moor the previous night and talking to our Father, so who knows eh?). I was also reminded that the website which led me to my knowledge of gold and the monetary changes coming was the same website that inadvertently led me to the blog of the brother who would become a friend and whose father would eventually baptise me. And the name of that website is Zero Hedge, and they have a tagline that says ‘on a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero’. The thought that was put in my head was that eventually our sun explodes, and everything goes then, in this neck of the universe. As I said, these things are not worth pondering at all, let’s stay focused on getting through the tribulation period first, and have faith that our Father’s promises of eternity with Him are what we have to look forward to. Who wants to reappear as flesh and blood after being with Him, not me, not any of us, so almost certainly a deception from Satan.

I went for a walk in the evening, up to the graveyard as usual, intending to walk my usual route. But there in the graveyard I was subject to a deception, all in my head, and I believed the lies at the time, as they were perfectly designed to fit my character, my history and my previous sins. So, I was deceived, for a couple of hours the ‘story’ was put before me, and I won’t reveal details, but at its essence it made our Father out to be liar, so I regret falling for it. Be aware, Satan will pitch his deceptions at the point where you are weakest in your character, and in this instance he fooled me. I returned to the house just as darkness was falling, and I was so deceived that I thought I could break the fast and just pretend I had fasted, and tried to cook a meal, but when the hob was still too weak, and I was made aware by our Father that I had just been deceived, I felt terrible and asked for forgiveness. I did take one bite of unleavened bread too. It is easy to see how people fall back into sin, Satan is such a cunning liar. Thankfully our Father was there for me, and pulled me back to the truth, and I learned a lesson, that scripture is the truth, other stuff, whether Satan whispering to you, or clever-looking stuff online, is all lies. Stick with the word and ignore the rest.

Then at home as I was in the lounge I had the strangest experience, and even now I am not sure what exactly happened. Both of my cats came in from outside, and both of my cats had reptilian eyes. At the time I wrote down ‘Satan is in both of my cats’. But both cats were their normal loving and affectionate selves, so I still treated them normally, in fact, they were more affectionate and seeking cuddles with me more than normal. I have pondered since that I don’t think it would be possible for Satan to be in both cats at the same time, and the eyes, although reptilian, were not harbouring any malice toward me, as Ollie’s did when Satan was possessing him. I know it wasn’t demons, as they were cast out and banned from ever possessing either cat. So who were the two entities inside my two cats, who were very loving and kind and affectionate? I don’t know, but I have an idea, maybe you have an idea too, but I will keep my idea to myself.

I went to bed at 23.00, feeling tired and a bit hungry, as it had been 27 hours since I had eaten, and my stomach was rumbling and uncomfortable too, and I didn’t sleep at all well, just until 03.30, when I got up again.

I will close there for Good Friday, 10th April 2020, one of the most testing and strange days of the whole 40 days, but a lesson I had to learn, a bit more refining, and a dedication of the rest of my life to our Father, so a momentous day, especially when I include the whole 24 hours with the night before. Not a period I will ever forget.

As usual, my thanks to our Father for the experiences, for helping me to realise I had been deceived, for further refining me. Not much about this period was easy, in fact for a puny human, it was all very challenging, physically, emotionally and spiritually too, and I expect that I face the same for the rest of the tribulation period too. But I have His support, He won’t let me fail, He knows what needs doing, and I do look forward to the period when instructions are more specific. For now, I feel He is keeping me hidden, whilst I write the story, and perhaps also whilst I complete the full study and teachings of His laws, which might take 6-12 months, we shall see. Whatever happens, after this past few months, He knows for sure I will not turn away, will have no fear, and will be as bold as I need to be.

I pray that our Father is blessed in His heaven by my efforts, and I pray that my readers are blessed by Him each and every day, and that we live our lives in a way that is a blessing to Him. In the name of our Lord Yahshua, I pray, amen.