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The Children Of God 5…..Sitting With The Lily
Bob Neumann, 12/2007
In the Month of November I have been given 2 long progressive visions. I have never actually read anyone else on the WWW relate of such. Time and personal sanity has prolonged the relating of these events which might trouble some out there on the NET.
Regrettably, we are not in a vacuum. What THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT speaks to another should affect us all in some way or another. Last week there was a vivid VISION and WORD placed before THE ASSEMBLY OF THE SAINTS OF THE MOST HIGH GOD. As I read it THE LAMB WHO TREADS THE WINEPRESS “goosed” me with a “SOUND FAMILIAR?”.
On that note with the assistance of THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT and THE BRIDE I will finish this last part… which makes #5….GRACE AND MERCY to all…. bob Neumann Marion, NC}
At the end of CHILDREN OF GOD…PART 4 I had related to the fact that I had just sat back on a large tree root watching as I listened to 5 MANLY voices singing “SPAM….SPAM….SPAM…”, when a familiar voice spoke from behind me ask, “Where are they going?”.
The answer rose up from within me, “As far away from you as possible LITTLE SISTER.”
As I spoke I once again saw THE LILY. Once again she was robed in the most brilliant white, and veiled. All I could actually see was her hands and her EYES. And once again I marveled at how HER EYES where like HIS. BEAUTIFUL, yes…but VIBRANT…
“WHO WERE THOSE MEN?”, she asked in a sweetness and innocence that hurt so bad I had to laugh. A deep, cleansing laugh that seemed to consume me. I was whipping tears from my eyes as I replied.
“That CHILD was THE FIVE FOLD MINISTRY of the thing people refer to as THE CHURCH”.
“BUT I AM HIS CHURCH”, she replied in a very quiet tone and her eyes turned to where Arthur and his knights had vanished into the woods, hopefully never to be seen or heard from again.
“I know”, was all I could say. And there was the punch line in the greatest cosmic joke of all. THE BRIDE as well as THE BRIDEGROOM has no awareness of the existence of THE ABOMINATION. Or let me rephrase that. THE KING WILL TELL THOSE WHO CRY OUT “BUT LORD, LORD” and HE WILL REPLY “DEPART FROM ME…”…. you all should know the rest….
“THEY WERE LOOKING FOR ME, WEREN’T THEY?”, she asked.
“I think, LITTLE SISTER,” I began as I stretched to get a little more comfortable leaning on the tree… “that they were looking for something that would allow them to continue QUESTING indefinitely.”
“SO HE SENT YOU TO KEEP THEM FROM FINDING ME?”.
Now that was an interesting question. And it hit me that HE HAD SHOWN ME exactly happens to CHILDREN not UNDER HIS CARE. THE ABOMINATION sends them out too early and under equipped. Sends them out with bait to attract lions and bears….beasts KING DAVID had to kill to protect HIS FATHER’S SHEEP.
Then she asked, “WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE IF THEY DECIDED NOT TO TURN AWAY?”.
Now that caught my breath. And I realized that in comparison to LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD and THE WOLF, this had gone all too easily. At this point I could feel HER EYES cutting into my heart. She had that same intense look in her EYES as some of THE CHILDREN I was to tell the STORY TO. There was my answer….
“I KILL WOLVES, LITTLE ONE”.
I guess what followed was a “pregnant pause”. I did not really like my answer, but it was my answer.
“BUT YOU DID NOT KILL GRANDMA WOLF, DID YOU?”, came the very rhetorical question. As I pondered it SHE CONTINUED….”WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE IF I HAD STEPPED OUT OF A COTTAGE WITH A RED RIDING HOOD ON?”
OUCH!
and it hit me….”HEY THERE LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD…” that lousy old song that I have been hearing for days, weeks….and once again I was laughing uncontrollably. At this point SHE was laughing too.
“I HAVE ALWAYS ENJOYED HEARING YOU LAUGH”, SHE SAID, “BUT YOU DO NOT LAUGH AS OFTEN AS YOU USED TO”.
Now that helped sober things up just a little. And I had to tell her part of THE TRUTH… “I could not kill GRANDMA WOLF because she was right about me….” which brought a quick quiet to everything. “You see, DAUGHTER OF ZION, I am a “DIRTY OLD MAN”… and I want you to promise me something.”
Now THOSE EYES FLASHED, and I sensed SHE had stiffened HER POSTURE….
“PLEASE never wear fishnet stockings and stiletto heals…” I heard HER SUDDEN INTAKE OF BREATH… “and please do not ask….”
The first thought that ran through my mind was, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!”…I felt mortified.
I am talking to THE LILY OF THE VALLEY, THE BRIDE PURE and SPOTLESS. And I thought “WHAT KIND OF IDIOT ARE YOU?”.
And deep inside my sprit man I heard THE VOICE of MY KING whisper “THE RIGHT KIND OF IDIOT, OLD FRIEND”.
Immediately SHE LEANED TOWARDS ME AND whispered… “WHAT DID HE SAY?”. With only a brief hesitation SHE STATED, “I HEARD HIS VOICE, BUT THE WORDS WERE MEANT FOR YOU.”
“HE just told me I was doing what I am supposed to do it seems.” HER EYES held me and I knew the conversation was far from over. So we sat staring at each other. Now I have sat quietly with THE KING for long periods, but this was different. SHE WAS WAITING FOR SOMETHING…and I thought “WHAT?”.
Once again that STILL SMALL VOICE snuck in with a very theatrical “OOOYYYYY!!!!!”. SOMEONE OUT THERE KNEW what I was missing/forgetting and was not going to help. And slowly she extended HER HAND palm upward. So I started reaching into pockets in search of something…anything…and I found it. Inside my robe over my heart I felt something…and it was my turn to moan “oy”.
So I took out the envelope. I have carried it a long time now. SHE turned the still sealed envelope in HER HANDS. In spite of what some might think, I had never opened it. I was only a MESSENGER. SHE IS THE BRIDE.
Exactly what this means has been a point of discussion among many for years. Am I looking at a METAPHOR developed from scripture. Some might say so. But before me was as REAL as THE KING OF GLORY. AS real as ABBA, THE ANCIENT OF DAYS who sits upon the THRONE OF HEAVEN. As REAL as THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT who both COMFORTS us and GOADS us as and when needed.
MY LORD’S BELOVED, BOUGHT WITH A PRICE, BONE OF HIS BONE, FLESH OF HIS FLESH, THE DAUGHTER OF ZION whose WOUNDS were poorly tended to….
Now that angers me….but I have done what I was sent to do, it seems…
And there it ends.
### Now this is where most people will give you their interpretation of what it all means. To word and format it all to be “acceptable” to those out there serving their 5-FOLD ministry. To spiritualize it all some how, some way…
BALONEY!
IF YOU ARE BORN AGAIN IN HIS SPIRIT… DEAD TO THE OLD SELF… LIVING IN THE FULLNESS OF ABBA’S GIFTS… in HIS ANOINTING and UNDER HIS AUTHORITY…
You can hear HIM yourself…and need no one’s help to understand. ###
And that is as it should be
selah Bob Neumann Marion, NC