2 Malachi

40 days and 40 nights (part 7) – 9th April -06.30 – 21.15

Hello again.

I noticed that the last two posts were both numbered ‘6’ in this series, but I am going to stick with that, one for daytime, one for night time on 8th April 2020. Plus, it means that this post will be number 7 in this series, covering the events of 9th April 2020 into the start of 10th April 2020, which was Good Friday.

I haven’t mentioned previously, my error, but in the days following our Father entering my temple, I had been asking Him in prayer for the opportunity to meet one of His angels on my daily walk. I was keen to talk to His representative and ask a few questions, and I just had an inkling that it was bound to happen at some point anyway.

I had slept for 5-6 hours on the night of 8th April, as I was shattered from the night of 7th April and the events of 8th April, so I woke up feeling refreshed on the 9th, which was just as well. So much happened during this day and night, I predict this will be my longest ever post, but I am not going to break it down, even if it takes me a couple of days to write. (I changed my mind, it will be far too long as one post, so this post will cover everything that happens up until I leave my house at 21.00 on 9th April 2020).

There was a miracle early in the day, a strange one to be sure. I had a niggly backache that morning, and as I was cooking breakfast, I had music playing, a playlist by a band called Mull Historical Society, and a song called Barcode Bypass was playing. The following lyrics played:

 ‘Relief from muscular pain

And my faint heart beats away
Are my hands on the controls’

My backache stopped immediately and I had a ‘thought injection’ along the line of ‘there you go, fixed’. So that was good. Definitely not my hands on the controls.

I took delivery of a new chest freezer on this day, early in the morning, around 07.00, but I was up by 6am. The delivery man said I needed to leave it standing for 4 hours before turning it on. I phoned a friend locally before 07.30 to ask him if he would be able to help me move the freezer, but I hadn’t realised it wasn’t actually very heavy, and I woke him up and got him out of bed, I had assumed he would be up at 07.30, but he wasn’t. He commented that I’d woken his wife up too, and that the only time the phone rang that early in the morning was ‘if someone had died’. A reminder, this was Thursday before Easter.

I made another phone call to another friend, witnessed to him, and prayed for him (with him, sort of, he’s an unbeliever, but plays an organ at a church, but he did say ‘amen’ to my prayer that he comes to know our Father). I then set an alarm for 4 hours time to switch on my new freezer, I set it for midday as it was 8am when I looked at the clock, and it needed 4 hours rest.

I noticed a dead shrew was on the front doormat, but I left it there for the time being.

I was on my PC and it froze, but I unfroze it just by faith, I think that was the first time I had done that.

I was on Facebook, and a strange notification appeared in the top right-hand corner of the page, something I have never seen before or since. It was from the Badminton World Federation group, which I do subscribe to, but the message was meant for me, as I was given a thought injection, the message said ‘You’re in for a treat tonight’. I wondered if I was going to meet an angel of Yehovah God?

I took a phone call from a client, an elderly lady I have known for over 15 years, but neither of us have ever previously discussed our mutual faith. There was no reason for her to call, nothing business-related was happening, and subsequent events showed that our Father used this lady to send me a message (see below). She mentioned in the phone call that it had just been Passover, which pleased me, the fact she knew that was great I thought. I hadn’t known this lady had an email address, she had never mentioned it to me before, but she did during this call, and she asked me to send her an email, so she had my email address, which I did. She subsequently replied quite quickly with the email copied below:

I wonder if you have spotted anything odd in the email from Margaret?

I spotted it at once, probably due to a thought injection of course. She had written ‘once moor’, rather than ‘once more’. Then she’d written ‘It will take a few hours to understand my email’. As it happened, my understanding of the message was instantaneous, I knew it was a message from our Father to go to the moor that night, and I assumed I was going to meet His angel. I was very excited. Margaret also mentioned ‘love the beard’, but I had only been growing my beard for a week or so (I think) and hadn’t even mentioned it to her in the phone call (as far as I can recall), and she certainly hadn’t seen it, so I am sure that was another message from our Father, who is a fan of beards for His men.

I sent a ten-minute long audio message to a brother who is a quasi-Pharisee, I have mentioned him previously, and I tried to impress upon him that it’s our heart that counts to our Father, not the letter of the law. Whilst He wants us to be righteous, there are so many scriptures that tell us that He only cares about our hearts being with Him, He hates obedience by the letter, whilst at the same time sins are being committed. Conversely, the Lord Yahshua taught that sometimes our Father’s law offers leeway, showing that Yehovah doesn’t want His laws made impossible to obey through layers upon layers of additional man-made rules, and that it is all always about loving thy neighbour and loving our Father in heaven. Helping a neighbour’s ox out of a ditch is commanded remember, even if it’s a Sabbath. Healing someone on the Sabbath is allowed, if it’s a faith healing. There are lots of other examples, so I tried to explain this to my brother, as he’s very much a letter of the law guy, but he lacks saltiness, and fears the future famine too, ultimately he seems to be living in fear, so his heart isn’t with our Father, despite his letter-of-the-law keeping efforts.

Another miracle happened that morning, when a new CD case I had ordered and had been lying around unopened as I was preoccupied with other matters somehow opened itself, the cardboard packaging I mean, not the glass case. I need to look at the songs and the lyrics of that album, I still haven’t done that yet, but the album is titled ‘Blind’ by The Sundays. I happen to know that the married couple who write the songs are Jewish, and just one track from the album, called ‘God made me’ has lyrics that are a bit disturbing in honesty, but not atypical of a modern faithless Jewish couple perhaps. Nevertheless, it was another miracle, that’s two so far, but soon I will stop counting.

There was a lot of birdsong that day, nice birdsong, and the crows and other carrion birds were a long way away (unlike today interestingly, when the crows and jackdaws have been all around the house in the trees, symptomatic of the days leading up to the solstice and the eclipse, I have felt something bad in the air for most of the past week or so). I helped prevent my cat Seve from catching a lovely robin, which had often appeared to be keeping an eye on me. I shouted out as Seve was stalking it, and the robin flew off (side-note: Yah has blessed me with visits from this robin the past few days, as I had left some food out in the back yard, and the robin was the only bird to show up, and it is already comfortable coming for food whilst I am sat in the yard, only 2-3m away. It has been joined by a female blackbird too, which is very curious and brave. I will be hand-feeding both soon, and that’s a huge blessing to me from our Father).

This next one is weird, very weird. I was shown someone’s Twitter account that was/is used sometimes by our Lord Yahshua, and in fact the account’s profile photo was shown to me as a representation of our Lord’s face. The image is a drawn image, not a photo and it’s wearing a safety mask/helmet of some kind, but the face is visible, and there are some words on the helmet: ‘Gone fishing’ and ‘the order’. On the day I was shown this, the twitter account was offering a giveaway to anyone who was in need (it is a stock market trading account) due to the virus, and he was offering $777. I have no reason to suspect it was anything other than the truth shown to me. Without giving away the account itself, the name used for the account is an alternative spelling of a name of someone from scripture that NO ONE has ever known who the person actually is (there have been a few guesses), one of those mystery characters (like Melchizedek, but not him, even more mysterious). As it happens, I was shown who that mystery person was later during the 40 days, and guess what, it is in fact the Lord Yahshua. I won’t reveal the appearance of the drawn profile picture, as it may be meaningless, but let’s just say when Yehovah described our Lord as ‘beautiful’ in the tweet to me when They shared a joke, He wasn’t joking. I can share the account’s twitter background image, which is very interesting:


That little lamb with wings eh? And his profile motto at the time said ‘isolated money-making machine’ with an octopus image as you can see. You may recall my previous posts about ‘watery’ heaven? You may know of a famous Beatles song, Octopus’s Garden, with odd lyrics, unless they were divinely inspired? The twitter account is also running a group called ‘the order’ which has 13 members including him.

See, I told you it was very weird. But this is our creator God Yehovah and his only begotten son, we shouldn’t be surprised at how they choose to operate in this day and age, very much on the low-down, but if you have eyes and ears, perhaps you will see Them at work out there sometime.

It was then that I was played Job 26, which included the line about Yehovah hiding the moon with His cloud, so then I knew that He had created a solitary cloud and placed it over the moon for an hour or so, just for the hell of it really. I laughed when I heard that scripture.

At 11.00 I felt really tired, and had to have a nap, and closed my eyes sat in the sofa. But within seconds the alarm I had set for turning on the freezer went off, and I made a note ‘He won’t let me sleep during the day time, lol’. I then realised that Yehovah had changed the time of the alarm from midday back to 11.00, as He knew that an hour had passed after the freezer had arrived before I had set the alarm (I had been on the phone, and didn’t realise so much time had passed from 7am til 8am). So that was another miracle, putting the time to 4 hours from when the freezer arrived. Thank you Father.

I had a lengthy twitter interaction with an account that was worrying about stray kittens. I just knew (thought injection again) that the kittens were a metaphor for lost sheep, but the account screenshot had some other interesting tidbits that relate to what I am about to reveal below:


You will note that my phone battery was at 77% as I took the screenshot. You will note references there to ‘truth’ galore. We are truth-seekers we of faith. The Truth is the Light, the Way after all.

Ok, you need to brace yourselves now, we are going to jump into the deep end now, if you’ll forgive the upcoming pun. I was given a thought injection of a phrase, which was:


There is no way on earth I would think of that phrase myself, and I was told to put it into the search engine on my PC and I then just clicked on the links that appeared. I use DuckDuckGo. Most of them were googlebooks snippets from very old texts about the design of the earth, the heaven, ancient cosmology.

To save a lengthy description of what I was shown, I’ll use a picture to paint a thousand words. In fact I will use two pictures, as the first one only has half the truth:

The first image is typical of ancient understanding of our cosmology. You will notice that the earth is flat. For the sake of absolute clarity, I will confirm: the earth is indeed flat. However, the ancients had one small piece of the jigsaw missing, and it explains that pesky force known as gravity, the force that no one really understands, why it exists, or what causes it. That missing piece of the jigsaw is revealed below:

The earth is upside-down, and the waters of heaven sit above us, and they are somewhere down at the depths of the ocean, or even deeper than that, but they are watery. Ignore the wimpy looking dragon thing in the image above, a sea-dweller of infinite power and glory is down there, or rather up there. As most of you reading this will now be in shock, I suggest searching scripture for clarity. Start with creation in Genesis. Look for scripture that talks about the ‘heavens’ versus ‘heaven’. Look for scripture that talks about the depths, or the deep. Look at how the flood was caused, not simply by rain. Look at how the manna appeared, with the dew. Where does the dew come from, why was the manna evaporated by hot sun? There is a lot of scripture if you are shown it, or go looking for it (I have noted down Deuteronomy 4:19 and Psalm 148:4). I have no way of proving to you that the earth is flat, with a dome above it (technically, below it) of the skies and the stars, the sun and the moon, and with heaven the waters, which are actually above our heads. And it doesn’t matter whether you believe this or not. But gravity exists to stop us from falling off the surface of the earth, and the gravity force is produced by our Father Himself, which is possibly why scientists struggle to explain it, it’s a supernatural force. I have no idea why this all was revealed to me, but I am glad it was, and I was told to write about everything that happened, so this is it.

Tied in to the above were two songs that were put into my mind that morning, songs I know well, by Bob Marley, who was I believe a very spiritual Christian man indeed I. The first song was Redemption Song, here are some lyrics:

Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery

None but ourselves can free our minds!
Have no fear for atomic energy
‘Cause none of them can stop the time

How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?

Some say it’s just a part of it
We’ve got to fulfill the book

So, lyrics all about searching for truth and avoiding being mentally enslaved. The next song is ‘Get Up, Stand Up’, and it just has one line that is pertinent, but what a line it is, a line that shows that Bob Marley had the same revelation that I have had, he was shown an old truth:

 Preacher man don’t tell me heaven is under the earth

I know you don’t know what life is really worth
Is not all that glitters in gold and
Half the story has never been told
So now you see the light, aay

Stand up for your right. Come on

He mentions that preachers don’t tell him (or us) that heaven is under the earth (technically above it), and he mentions that half the story has never been told. That’s not entirely true, most of the story has been told, but a lot of it is hidden away, although not that difficult to find. I am tempted to digress here with some new information that came my way today, and I will digress, but very briefly. I have mentioned my surname (Morgan) means sea-dweller, and I have now revealed that our Father is in heaven, which is the depth of the seas. Today I was shown 2 Esdras, and read it all, but the bit that caught my attention was the mention of the ‘man from the sea’. Who comes at the end times speaking fire by preaching the law again. That’s all I’ll say on the subject here.

Next, I was shown the ancient poem ‘The Rime of the Ancient Mariner’, which I have just read through again in its entirety. It’s clearly an inspired poem in many ways, but I won’t extol on it here and now.

Throughout the morning and early afternoon I was witnessing to many people, by phone, by email, and online too.

There was another miracle that day, well, it became evident that day, when a client (also a man of faith who shared a great sign from Yah with me just recently as it happens) replied to my weekly update telling me that I had slipped up with an unfortunate typo. The typo he had spotted was me writing ‘I am always 10% honest with clients’, and he assumed I had intended to write 100% honest. But in fact, I had written 100%, and I know that for sure, as I always double-check my updates, and create them in a word document before copying over to the email itself. The reason that 10% appeared when the email was received was because our Father had changed the 100% to 10% Himself, and then He showed me why (with the usual thought injection), because I had only ever discussed matters of faith with c.10% of my clients, and had not mentioned the subject at all to the other 90%. So, to a degree, I had not been shining the light very well there. My reasons for not doing so are irrelevant, it was not salty, rather it was selfish and to a degree, fearful. I accepted the lesson and now witness to all of my clients, and in fact that email was the first to allude to my faith and my mission, and I have lost one client as a result of writing it, but the rest have been ‘tolerant’ of me speaking with honesty, which we can all do more, without preaching to people.

There were more interesting musical connections made for me early in the afternoon on this day, with another playlist I had put together full of songs with messages. I won’t go into that here though, but will copy in one or two lines of songs as the day and night unfolds.

I received an amusing email which I was shown was divinely-directed, shortly after the revelation above regarding the waters of heaven. The email was from a company I had used once before I recall, and their name is Oceans Alive Health, and they were promoting a high-quality Vitamin C product. You probably won’t find the joke funny, but I had just been given a major revelation, and the joke is obvious, and I was shown that it was another play on words, with a smiley emoji. Also, the email arrived as I was on the phone to my friend and brother locally, telling him about the joke our Father and the Lord had shared with me on the previous day. Interestingly, during that phone call there was a blue tit singing near my home and I could hear a blue tit singing through the phone at my friend’s home too:





In fact there are two smiley faces. The first one is the obvious one, coming right after the comment ‘it also comes in a more easily liquid form’. It’s cheesy, They knew it was cheesy too, but it did make me laugh, and they know I love cheesy humour like that, especially when it’s an ‘inside joke’. The other smiley face comes after the coupon code and the message ‘Welcome to being part of the family’, which was nice to read too.

During the afternoon I witnessed to some more people I knew, including explaining to someone I know from St Lucia the meaning of dreadlocks, which is to show one’s fear or dread of our Father in heaven. He didn’t know that, although he has dreadlocks himself.

I was shown a wonderful piece of scripture at this time, Nehemiah 8:

Ezra Reads the Law
1At that time all the people gathered together in the square before the Water Gate, and they asked Ezra the scribe to bring out the Book of the Law of Moses, which the LORD had commanded for Israel.
2On the first day of the seventh month, Ezra the priest brought the Law before the assembly of men and women and all who could listen and understand. 3So Ezra read it aloud from daybreak until noon as he faced the square before the Water Gate, in front of the men and women and those who could understand.
And all the people listened attentively to the Book of the Law.
4Ezra the scribe stood on a high wooden platform built for this occasion. At his right side stood Mattithiah, Shema, Anaiah, Uriah, Hilkiah, and Maaseiah, and at his left were Pedaiah, Mishael, Malchijah, Hashum, Hash-baddanah, Zechariah, and Meshullam.
5Ezra opened the book in full view of all the people, since he was standing above them all, and as he opened it, all the people stood up. 6Then Ezra blessed the LORD, the great God, and with their hands uplifted, all the people said, “Amen, Amen!” Then they bowed down and worshiped the LORD with their faces to the ground.
7The Levites—Jeshua, Bani, Sherebiah, Jamin, Akkub, Shabbethai, Hodiah, Maaseiah, Kelita, Azariah, Jozabad, Hanan, and Pelaiah—instructed the people in the Law as they stood in their places. 8So they read from the Book of the Law of God, explaining ita and giving insight, so that the people could understand what was being read.
9Nehemiah the governor, Ezra the priest and scribe, and the Levites who were instructing the people said to all of them, “This day is holy to the LORD your God. Do not mourn or weep.”
For all the people were weeping as they heard the words of the Law.
10Then Nehemiah told them, “Go and eat what is rich, drink what is sweet, and send out portions to those who have nothing prepared, since today is holy to our Lord. Do not grieve, for the joy of the LORD is your strength.”
11And the Levites calmed all the people, saying, “Be still, since today is holy. Do not grieve.”
12Then all the people began to eat and drink, to send out portions, and to rejoice greatly, because they understood the words that had been made known to them.

I hope and pray for a similar reaction when I begin to speak and teach our Father’s law. I imagine I will need to put some videos together, rather than just written pieces.

Next, and I may have mentioned this previously, but our Father used a random brother’s twitter account to send me a message about my friend in Morocco, Jamal. Here is the very brief twitter conversation:

My friend Jamal had told me that he would believe in Christian ways and would be happy to be baptised if the 3 prophecies I’d published came true (at this time I was still unaware that I had messed up as regards these prophesies-that-weren’t) and I have always had faith that he would come to know the truth eventually, as he has been involved in so many signs I’ve been shown, he was there too in Agadir in February 2019. So, our Father was just making it clear here that his 8 year-old son Adam could be baptised too, once he’d been taught the truth and confirmed his belief. I mentioned previously that when I was looking for the old greetings cards, they were found in a box, in a small plastic bag, and here’s the bag:
I have had the bag with the cards in it since I left Wales back in the year 2000. I have no idea how I came to have a bag for children’s clothes, as I have never bought children’s clothes from that retailer. All part of the message I suspect, which was another thought injection of course.
I also witnessed to a business acquaintance that afternoon. I knew she was Jewish, but I witnessed anyway, and she politely told me she was Jewish. I told her that our Father had let me know that her daughter was troubled by a demon, and told her that if she had faith in our Father and the blood of the Lord Yahshua, that I could cast out the demon. She didn’t respond to those messages, so I need to follow that up shortly, in fact I just dropped her a quick message.
Next on this eventful afternoon was a whatsapp text conversation with an ex-girlfriend of mine from St Lucia. She’s a Christian too, and the conversation started quite normally, I have copied the screenshots below (please note the time on my phone was the time I searched for the conversation last night, not the time of the actual conversation on 9th April, which was 14:58):
To this point the conversation was entirely ‘normal’ and I knew I was chatting to my ex-girlfriend.
However, that then changed, and I became aware that our Father was communicating with me through my ex. I have included one screenshot (the first one below) from the thread to show the actual date and time of the conversation:
I was initially surprised by the comment ‘too stay poot’. It was the local St Lucian dialect for a start. But immediately I had a thought injection letting me know that our Father had taken over communications via this chat for now. Here’s the rest of the conversation, well, nearly all of it:

You will see that I respond to the strange message ‘too stay poot’ with ‘what?’ as I didn’t know what my ex meant.

And then I write ‘Oh’ and also ”Hi’, when I was shown that our Father had taken over in the conversation.

So, our Father told me to stay in the UK, which I understood, and He confirmed that He knew I would ‘get it’. Presumably because He was injecting thoughts and understanding directly into my head. I then told Him I thought He was very funny, which I do, and He was nice enough to return the compliment. One thing I noticed in all of my interactions with our Father is that He is so very nice and polite, as well as having a great sense of humour. It is a blessing to me to have been given this insight into His personality, although there are plenty of examples in scripture which hint at this side to His character, and as I keep saying, we are made in His image, so if we as believers are nice, and polite and have a sense of humour, this is why. I made a small joke within the chat about a ‘torrent’, as this was the method I used to download my audio bible.
I then mentioned that I need to baptise my friend Jamal, and the initial instruction was to bring him over, but when I mentioned the visa, I was told to go to Morocco. Paradise Valley is a place near Agadir which Jamal has suggested I visit, but I never have done, and it supposedly is very beautiful, up in the hills, with lots of pools of clear water, ideal for baptisms I imagine, so I suggested it. Then our Father suggested that He came along as the witness, but in fact He was referring to Simone (my ex-girlfriend), which I clarified.
I then responded to a question as to whether I ‘was good’? I responded that I was good, then corrected that to ‘well’, and mentioned that I am a grammar freak. And that I am a Fearless Freak. Fearless Freak was the name of a DVD by a band that I have loved since 2003, The Flaming Lips. I think Fearless Freaks is a great name for we of the faith, we are supposed to be fearless (except of our Father) and the world thinks we are freaks. Also, my Lips have been flaming since I started writing, and maybe the flaming will be more literal then metaphorical as time goes on, we shall see.
Our Father obviously knew I was a grammar freak and a fearless freak, and then He told me He was a figures girl (he used the word ‘girl’ as He was talking through Simone). I mentioned ‘maybe we will chat on the moor tonight’, meaning my hope that I was going to meet His angel. Also, I asked if He meant ‘numbers’ and He confirmed that He did, with a little joke, throwing in ‘I am’, which I made a comment about. It is amusing, and He did that purely for fun.
Now we come to the final portion of this conversation, where our Father mentioned something that I was totally unprepared for, but I knew exactly what it meant, and I cannot describe how excited I felt when I realised what was to come that night:

So, our Father said ‘talk soon’ and then the message: ‘cover your face’.

I realised then that my meeting on the moor that night wasn’t going to be with His angel, but it was going to be with our Father Himself. It is really hard to put into words how thrilled I was at that prospect, as well as being terrified, as I knew that if I made any silly mistakes in His presence, I would likely be vapourised. Nevertheless, excitement was the over-riding feeling, and euphoria, and I realised that the earlier Facebook comment ‘you’re in for a treat tonight’ was an understatement. When I tell you in the next post about the events of that night, you will perhaps conclude, as I have, that there was some dark ironic humour in the ‘in for a treat’ comment too, as the night was more than a little testing. But it was necessary, and it was all still very exciting. Our Father confirmed that we would talk later, and we blessed one another, me using the same words as He had (by accidentally saying I am).

I was then made aware that I needed to make a blood sin offering on the altar I have in front of the house, for unintentional sins I had committed recently, out of ignorance. Luckily I had a spare lamb steak still in the fridge from Passover. I didn’t know how to make a sin offering, so I had to do some research on the subject in scripture. I will cover the offering experience at the end of this post (we are nearly at the end now by the way).

I took a shower in the late afternoon. I have a spare bedroom full of unpacked boxes, and I use the shower cubicle that is within the bathroom that is the en-suite to that room. The main bathroom doesn’t have a fitted shower I can use. I left my clothes outside the bathroom laying on one of the boxes. When I emerged from the shower room, ready to get dressed again, I noticed that a hand towel was lying on top of my clothes. I realised this was what I was meant to use as my head covering that night. I later noticed that the towel had been moved from the main bathroom, as the towel in there was missing. So that was another miracle there. Perhaps the most overt miracle I’d witnessed to date, as it wasn’t electronic, and couldn’t be explained in any natural way, involving a physical item being moved by our Father.

So, it took some searching to find the correct part of our Father’s law to establish the procedure for my sin offering, but He guided me to Leviticus 4. I won’t copy any of it here, but here’s a link to this chapter.

I was following verses 3-12 as best I could. At the time I didn’t realise why I followed the rules (as best as I could) for the anointed priest, rather than for common people, I just did what I was told, via thought injections. I now know that as His messenger, tasked with re-teaching the law to His people, I am in fact His anointed priest, and I have been shown that via other scripture recently, but I will cover that later I think. I didn’t have a young bull, I just had a lamb steak. But remember, in these times, we do the best we can, it’s our heart that counts. I knew I had to burn the lamb on wood and not eat it, and I knew I had to sprinkle some blood on the altar too.

By the time I started preparing the altar with paper and wood, it was just after 19.00. I had assumed it would be a very straightforward matter. It was far from it. Satan had his people out in force and he turned up again too. I had several texts distracting me, which I eventually realised were from his people, and they were all from huge global corporations, I remember both Vodafone and EDF Energy texted me with offers of ‘help’ at this time, as I had a conundrum with regard to the blood offering: there wasn’t any blood in the lamb steak!

I was deceived, and wasted time on these texts, as I was led to believe they were a method of communication for our Father, but I was then ‘shown’ that it was deception and time wasting, and the evening was getting later, and I needed to make the offering before it became dark. The biggest issue arose when both of my cats turned up, and I wanted to get them both inside the house to keep them away from the fire on the altar, and away from the juicy lamb steak too. One of my cats, Ollie, the one who had been possessed by demons and Satan himself, didn’t want to go indoors, unlike him, and as I took him through the door, he squirmed, and swiped at my face with his claws and drew blood, just under my bottom lip. He had never ever lashed out at me before, but due to the deception of the enemy, I didn’t realise at that point that Satan was back in the cat again, and there was a reason why, he wanted to make me bleed a little.

Remember, I was struggling to find a way to get some blood from this lamb steak, I had looked at it, it was lean, and I was panicking somewhat. Before I proceed with the story, here is a whatsapp chat I had at the time with my letter-of-the-law-not-heart brother in Canada:

He sounded a warning that a blood offering shouldn’t be attempted without training, once again showing his Phariseeical colours. Bear in mind I had told him that I had been told by our Father I was going out to meet Him on the moor that night, and he knew I was our Father’s messenger (but, I have to be honest here, he doesn’t actually believe that at all). We had a brief phone chat when he got back from his drive, and his main concern was that what I was doing wasn’t a ‘proper’ blood offering, because I didn’t have a one-year old lamb.
I told him during the conversation that I was struggling to find blood and that my cat had cut me on the face, and that perhaps I was meant to use my own blood on the altar, as it was for my own unintentional sin. He didn’t know the answer to that query (amazingly, as he’s old in his faith, but he’s got loads of other stuff wrong in the past too, so I shouldn’t be surprised). I was now feeling very stressed indeed, fearful of doing something wrong and stupid with regards to blood on the altar. I was in the kitchen when a thought arrived in my head, probably a ‘thought injection’: ‘don’t be stupid, using your own blood is what the baal worshipers did’. Interestingly, my Canadian friend had just been told the same thing by his contact at ‘comfort my people’ ministries. So, I didn’t make that mistake, thankfully.
I then realised that within the vacuum pack for the lamb steak was some lamb blood, not very much, but enough to dab it around the altar seven times, and then I threw on the lamb steak, on top of the burning wood, and watched it start to burn. And then I heard something so beautiful and powerful, coming from the other side of the church which stands just 50m from the bottom of my front garden.
I heard the sound of maybe a dozen shofars playing, it was really loud too, and they were accompanied by some tinkling bells and lots of bird song. I was so thrilled, I became very emotional as I sat there and I offered thanks and a prayer to our Father. I wondered what the rest of the village thought of the music, which went on for at least 5 minutes. But I think it is likely that only I could hear it, but let me be clear, the sound was coming from the front of the church, it wasn’t ‘in my head’, it was very loud, and it was traveling the 50m or so from the church. I knew at that point that our Father was happy with the blood offering, so I sat and relaxed somewhat and watched the lamb steak burn until it was fully charred and black.
You will note that I sent a voice message to my brother in Canada, trying to explain to him that his focus on the letter of the law in these times is a large error, especially when it comes to sacrifices, when most of us won’t have access to live animals, let alone the means or property on which to slaughter them, or an altar of the size necessary. I told him that his focus on those matters were not helpful to him or to me, as he had been ignorant of the more weighty matter of me considering using my own blood on the altar, and had needed to phone someone else to seek knowledge. It was the second disappointment I had experienced from a friend that day, as another had lied about something earlier that day, not to me, but rather because of me. I am old enough to expect people to generally (overall, on balance) disappoint me, but it is particularly disappointing when it relates to matters of real faith. I have chosen in recent weeks to sever contact with my brother in Canada, as he not only doesn’t believe any of the things I have experienced were actuallt from our Father, but he once again told me ‘your blood offering wasn’t even a proper blood offering’. I can handle friends not believing me, lacking faith, but I have no patience for Pharisees. This same brother is as quiet as a church mouse in real life about his faith and righteousness, his Facebook posts are all about cooking and beer and nonsense, and he has never, in the two years I have been connected with him on Facebook, given a ‘watchman’ warning to his very large group of friends. And he told me why on the phone once, and I can summarise it one word: fear. He’s afraid of their reaction afraid of upsetting them.
Back to the evening of 9th April, and with the blood offering concluded, the shofars sounded, I went into the house to clean up and get dressed. Darkness was arriving, and it was a clear night in early April, so it was chilly. I decided to wear base layer thermal leggings and a top under my clothes, to keep warm, and I wore a pair of blue jeans, a blue pair of socks, a blue Argyle golf sweater, and a blue light windproof jacket. I had a blue rucksack, which just contained my towel for head-covering. I didn’t take my phone, nor any form of light, and at 21.15 on 9th April I left the house, knowing I was off to meet our Father, Yehovah God, He who had created everything. I was incredibly excited as I prepared to leave, and I was also scared, not of the journey in the dark to a moor I had never visited, but of the potential to mess up somehow.
I will endeavour to write part two of the story of this day/night on 9th April into Good Friday 10th April within the next few days, so as not to keep you in suspense.
I will close by mentioning the feeling I have had in recent weeks, which maybe you have had too? The feeling that our enemy is continually growing in confidence and that there’s ‘something in the air’ too. Maybe it was because of the recent solstice and eclipse, I don’t know, but I have personally found it a difficult time, a time where I have felt I have been constantly bombarded with spiritual attacks, and a couple of physical attacks too, minor injuries have occurred. It feels as though it is from the enemy, rather than a test by our Father. The crows and ravens have had their babies and they are constantly making a racket in the trees by the house, and although I can eventually cause them to go away or shut up, when it’s 50+ of them, it is a draining effort and so often I don’t bother. So many spiders in the house too, I am tempted to kill them all, but then I remember the Rime of the Ancient Mariner, so I let them be. None of them ever seems to catch a fly in their web either, what’s the point of spiders if they can’t do that? So, if you have been feeling anything like this, we should perhaps realise the enemy is making big moves these days. Many are being deceived by the ‘virus’ nonsense, and now too by the ‘Black Lives Matters’ protests, neither of these issues is genuine, both are driven by those who seek our destruction, and they’re having great success. Lots of talk from the evil side too about a ‘second wave’ of the ‘virus’ returning in the early part of the winter, so it is a racing certainty that another lockdown is coming, and you can imagine what that will do for the global economy, and then for people’s lives. So, it all adds up to spiritual and real-life attrition, which is not easy to deal with, for anyone.
Then I reflect that this is just the start of the Tribulation period, and our Father is allowing humanity to be punished for its sins in the past 70 years or so, the turning away from Him. That thought is unsalutary too, bringing to mind Ecclesiastes:
 So I took all this to heart and concluded that the righteous and the wise, as well as their deeds, are in God’s hands. Man does not know what lies ahead, whether love or hate.
2It is the same for all: There is a common fate for the righteous and the wicked, for the good and the bad,a for the clean and the unclean, for the one who sacrifices and the one who does not. As it is for the good, so it is for the sinner; as it is for the one who makes a vow, so it is for the one who refuses to take a vow.
3This is an evil in everything that is done under the sun: There is one fate for everyone. Furthermore, the hearts of men are full of evil and madness while they are alive, and afterward they join the dead.
4There is hope, however, for anyone who is among the living; for even a live dog is better than a dead lion. 5For the living know that they will die, but the dead know nothing. They have no further reward, because the memory of them is forgotten. 6Their love, their hate, and their envy have already vanished, and they will never again have a share in all that is done under the sun.

You know, I will write about Solomon’s words in this book in due course, as it is obvious to me that he wrote it AFTER he had turned away from our Father. It is a very interesting book, and I have a unique perspective on it, as I, like Solomon reached the same level of understanding as he did about the nature of our lives and our Father’s grand plan. But I will save that for later, for now I have highlighted the relevant lines, about the same fate affecting the righteous and the unrighteous here on earth sometimes, when our Father needs to dish out some punishments to the world or the nation, we all suffer.

So, if you are suffering somewhat, the comfort I can offer is that the period of suffering will be less then 15 years, still a lengthy period I know. But if you choose the path of righteous obedience by following my teaching of the law, you will at least be fed and watered, you will survive and be kept safe, and you will number among the 144,000 who will be the Bride of our Lord Yahshua upon his return. And you will then be blessed throughout the Millenium reign with positions of honour and great lives. And then you will be blessed with an eternity in heaven with our Father as a spirit, face to face with Him, in bliss forever. So, keep strong in these years, it will be tough, but in comparison with what lies ahead, it will be like the blink of an eyelid. And maybe, like me, you will gradually become more disinterested in the affairs of men and governments too, and more interested in the Word, and in the Way of our Father and our Lord? And maybe, like me, you will find yourself wanting to do more for the needy, and more for the Kingdom of our Father?

I pray you will be given the strength to deal with the years ahead, and the heart to seek righteous obedience, and to continue to boldly proclaim the Kingdom of Yehovah God to a fearful world. Remember, the last shall be first, there will be many who will find their salvation in the decade ahead, just in time, as those old in faith and suffering 2Thes2 delusions will perish, one way or another. I pray that my efforts bless our Father, and that His will be done on His planet with His people. Amen.

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