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Bob Neumann, 4.28.2001

Dear Stephen and all the WPA, Let me start by thanking all who were involved in the two discussions on the WPA in the last 10 days. The topics were basically TITHING and CONTROL. Much positive and insightful information passed through this conduit Steve brought forth only 4+ months ago. Usually, i do not “add” much to the discussions. And often i will write to Steve or call him if “stirring” from THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT takes control. So much of late i have shared has been with Steve the last week or so, and not with “the family”.

Today i send to all through the WPA, because i was told to.

For months i went without “VISIONS/DREAMS”, because it was not the time or season. That has changed….dramatically. If Steve feels the last vision and dream i sent to him personally is now timely for the WPA…then he as “moderator” can/will do so. They are “vivid” and not what is being said too many other places.

So i have a comment….and a “vision” for you. And there is a “WORD” i have been given. THEY HAVE TO BE IN THAT ORDER….sorry…

First is that “comment”, and it is about the two discussions i mentioned as opening this post. To all who “shared” it was two separate topics. I do not see it that way. Because the present “TRADITION OF TITHING” as espoused by the pulpits of most of the AMERICAN CHURCH and the “SPIRIT OF CONTROL” spoken clearly about are one in the same. The fact few see it that way is no surprise. Our MASTER taught that “we servants” can not serve two MASTERS. We can not LOVE JESUS and spew TITHING and hammer CONTROL onto the SHEEP. Y’SHUA never picked up a “collection” or a “love offering”….and HE NEVER slammed and manipulated HIS SERVANTS or HIS SHEEP.

The other “master” has to…and his name according to THE LAMB OF GOD is “MAMMON”. Usually when preachers use that term, “mammon” it is a thing. Matt 6 and Luke 16 give us everything we need to know. Yet the “image” of a “MASTER” is an “entity” not a “thing”. There are two choices, THE KING OF GLORY….or Mammon. Who is not just “cash”…but an ancient deity who had temples and high places dedicated to it. this is Ephesians 6 territory.

If anyone wants to discuss this, i will be happy to do so. I could write/speak for hours on this and it seems i don’t have time right now….that is where the “vision” comes in. So much has happened in the last 3 days i could not begin to testify about it. About 11pm as i was about to hit the sack i was standing at a river. The water was churning and had obviously overflowed it’s banks. It was dark and i was facing the river when i HEARD a clear voice say “YOU HAVE COME TO SHITTIM.” I turned around and saw THE LORD OF HOSTS in full BATTLE ARMOR as the “false dawn” that precedes sunrise backlit HIM. HE was mounted on a great WHITE HORSE and THE ROD OF IRON in HIS RIGHT HAND.

As i bowed my knee to HIM i realized i had on the armor HE GAVE me long ago and my short sword in my hand. AND HE SPOKE “ARE YOU READY, OLD DOG, FOR ONE MORE BATTLE?”. i replied, “i have been waiting, LORD.” “I KNOW OLD FRIEND,” HE REPLIED IN THAT CALM SWEET VOICE I HAD HEARD SO LONG AGO IN THE DOOR OF THE SHEEPFOLD. “THERE IS A TIME IN EVERY SEASON DOG, WHERE AND WHEN ALL COMES TOGETHER FOR MY PURPOSES. NOW IS THAT TIME.” And HE SAT CALMLY and i felt PEACE flow over and through me. And HE SAID “NOW SHEATH YOUR SWORD, DOG.” I did and watched. The horse snorted and pawed the ground. He was ready and eager, and i wondered how long the horse had been waiting for this day. And suddenly i began to laugh. First it was a low chuckle and just began to well up inside me. It started and would not stop. It was not a drunken laughter, roll on the ground stuff. It was the JAMES CAGNEY laugh of controlled glee. AND THEN MY KING BEGAN TO LAUGH and HIS HORSE REARED UP AND THE GLORY EXPLODED.

And i realized i was standing as the horse came down on all fours and nuzzled my left shoulder. As i patted the horse’s neck i watched MY KING LIFT THE ROD OF IRON AND TOOK IT AND LIFTED IT OVER HIS HEAD AND SAID “YOU ARE SHITTIM” AND HANDED ME THE ROD OF IRON. As i took the ROD i again felt that desire to laugh. HE LOOKED DOWN AND GRINNED AT me AS HE LOWERED HIS VISOR. i turned around and faced the river and the darkness and began to jog…..and it ended.

As i pondered this over the last few hours a ”word” came to my spirit…CHANGED….as in “we shall all be changed”.

All these things have multiple levels to each image….for me. and i was told to write and send. So i will not interpret it or expound on it…..unless asked.

Selah old dog/JARL AMI.…

it took seven years to make sense…

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