Old Dog I
Back to: The Perversion Of A True Anointing
The Trumpet Call
Bob Neumann
July 5, 1998@ 9:15 early in intercessory prayer.
I heard the SPIRIT OF THE LORD ask: “HAVE YOU NOTICED A CHANGE?” Since 9pm the night before I had heard and been hearing “BATTLE SONG” in my spirit and the sound of Metal on Metal without any rhythm or sense to it. My answer was ”yes, LORD!”. And the SPIRIT said “BE STILL AND LISTEN,” and I began to hear the “Prayer” around me, ‘THE SONG’ around me. And I came into agreement with THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT that there was no change. The same old same old. Everyone was in the same pattern, same tone, same individualities; separate ”prayer” warriors, no soldiers. And THE SPIRIT OF THE LORD said: “YOU CAN’T SING THEIR SONGS AND THEY DO NOT HEAR THE RHYTHM YOU HEAR.” And in my spirit a new song began. Like a battle song it was deep, hard, pounding. And I saw a long line of men with long bars moving with the song. I heard “THE CAPTAIN” singing the SONG, setting the CADENCE. And the GANDY DANCERS moved the iron of the rails together as one man. Brute force shaping cold iron to the WILL of THE MOST HIGH.
(The night before the Prophet Jerry Vaughn spoke of Christian Family Worship Center [CWFC] as a place where many train tracks converge going in and none went out) then suddenly I saw the ‘hub’ of CFWC as the Prophet had spoken the night before; many lines of rail coming into the ‘hub’ and none going out. And as looking down from far above the obvious was that all these lines were of different ”gages”. Many obviously very narrow and a few obviously too wide to believe. And THE SPIRIT OF THE LORD said, “WALK THE LINES”. And I walked one after another. None had been laid well. Ties were not uniform. Rails not aligned properly. Spikes missing. Rails rusted with lack of traffic obvious. I had a sense of ‘anger’ rise up in me that so much shoddy work had been done. So much repeated labor had been wasted. And THE SPIRIT OF THE SOVEREIGN LORD spoke “THEY ALL LEAD IN AND NOTHING LEADS OUT!” and I stood in the hub and before me was a huge stack of Ties and Rails. WAITING. WAITING. And MY CAPTAIN STOOD BEFORE ME IN FULL ARMOR. To the side I saw ‘men’ milling around sort of killing time. As I watched there was a strange passing of time as ‘men’ came ‘in’ and ‘men’ wandered away. And I ‘saw’ CFWC over the years as TIES, RAILS, and SPIKES had been positioned and workers had been gathered awaiting THE SET TIME.
Then suddenly I ‘heard’ the “WHOOSH” of RAW POWER!!!! And I turned to see the front of a HUGE “STEAM” LOCOMOTIVE with the “COW CATCHER” literally touching my knees. And I felt the HEAT, and smelled the STEAM. I heard the “METAL SOUND” again as the wheels and metal moved the half inch it took to put pressure on my legs and I turned to see two lines of ‘men’ moving to HIS SONG, dropping ties, moving ”iron”, and driving spikes. And I felt HIS HAND on my shoulder and I turned to see my CAPTAIN still in ARMOR.
HE said the WORDS I have waited so long to hear.”IT IS TIME!!!”. And as I looked into HIS EYES I realized HE was still in BATTLE ARMOR and I was covered in dust wearing jeans and jacket. As HE LAUGHED HE turned me once again to the GANDY DANCERS laying track and this time I saw ‘crew captains’ at intervals. And with each ‘crew captain’ there was a ”gandy singer’ leading the SONG, marking the cadence. Each captain and each singer wore the same jacket and jeans, covered by dust and sweat as I was. Suddenly I was aware of the ‘smell’ of hard-hot-work and tasted the dryness of the dust and sensed that this was not a ‘one days work’ but many long hard days. I turned to MY CAPTAIN and HE NODDED HIS AGREEMENT. And I watched the track being laid. Then once again I ‘heard’ the sound of “Metal” and I turned to look at the “IRON HORSE” but saw lines of “LEGIONARIES” in full armor slow marching toward me. Each ”Platoon” with officer and NCO’s. ((((I know US Army and Roman Legion don’t mix well.but it did)))). And suddenly this slap on my shoulder and heard the “crash” of raw steel on steel and I turned again to see MY CAPTAIN and again HE SAID ” IT IS TIME”. Once again I heard in my spirit that new “BATTLE SONG” and as I began to sing I heard HIS LAUGH AGAIN!!!
And I turned and we began to run. (The vision ended and the verse ran through my mind.”I shall run through a troop.)
Bob in Miami