Beloved Warriors,
Some things just can't be explained. I am finally settled into this fact after over a year of living here in the land of Israel. In fact, all of what I see and experience here is unable to be explained. I have found such freedom in that! I have found such joy in no longer living in an environment or culture that requires me to logically explain things. If I feel led to pray, I pray. If I have a dream or vision, I share it and no longer have to build a case for my credibility. If I dance joyfully before my God I don't have to look over my shoulder. If I fall prostrate before God, I don't have to worry about what people may be thinking about me. I used to feel guilty for who I was, I used to be shamed... but Praise be to the Beautiful Savior of my Soul, I am no longer bound to an approval-based logic-filled mentality! I am free at last.
So last night I woke up at some early morning hour hearing the distant Muslim call to prayer. It was the typical muffled singing and chanting that eerily reminds me of where I am and how closely the enemy surrounds us. I got up and walked out to my living room window and just stood there half asleep but interested in why I was woken up for the first time since I moved to this apartment. I usually sleep right through it because I am in Mevaseret which is further from the Arab villages than most Jewish communities. But this time the call to prayer was more distinguishable... or was it my spirit that was jolted by the evil undercurrents of these so-called "prayers"? Something stirred inside and I felt as though the enemy was "working overtime" towards the destruction of Israel. Afer staring at the dark sky and the shimmering lights of Jerusalem, I made my way back to bed. I then was wide awake and I heard a clear message from God that said "Oh, if only my people would pray with the same diligence that the enemies are praying to their god! If only my people which are Called by my Name would humble themselves and pray and seek My Face and turn from their wicked ways, then I would hear from heaven, forgive their sin and heal their land! (2 Chronicles 7:14) I started to tear up and grieved in my spirirt for the fact that the enemy is more diligent, more disciplined and more active than the majority of Believers today. Why is it that bloodthirsty men who seek the destruction of Israel have the discipline to pray consistently five times a day? When is the last time we woke up to pray in the early hours of the morning? Is the army of God asleep? Have we turned over in our warm beds and fallen asleep? Have we forgotten that while we are spiritually sleeping, the enemy is gaining power and slowly creeping up on us? I SHOUT OUT TO YOU NOW WITH A LOUD AND MIGHTY VOICE, "HE WHO HAS AN EAR LET HIM HEAR WHAT THE SPIRIT SAYS TO THE CHURCHES!!!"
But can anyone hear me? Am I fighting in this battle alone? Are you awake, dear ones? Are you awake? Do you know that the prophecies are unveiling before us and time is short? Can anyone hear me?
As I am truly living in another world, a world that you can barely comprehend from afar, I seriously wonder if anyone is coming to full realization of the times we are in and the days we are headed for. I am literally churning from the inside with prophecies which cannot be uttered and dreams which cannot be fathomed. I implore you as a laborer of the harvest to break forth and operate in the gifts which God has granted you, because I believe that if you do not awaken the Holy Spirit within you, you will miss it altogether. Now is the time, beloved. Arise!
Do not sacrifice faith for mediocrity.
It's time to see the John the Baptists crying out in the wilderness "Prapare the way of the Lord! make paths straight for Him!"
It's time to see some Sauls having Damascus Road experiences and being transformed into Pauls.
It's time to see more Peters climbing out of the boat to meet Yeshua on the water.
It's time to see men and women dreaming and prophesying.
It's time to see people forsaking all to follow Him.
It's just plain time.
I may speak like a doomsday prophet. I may sound like I've gone over the edge. But then again, I can't think of a single person in the Bible that wasn't thought of as such. After all, Noah didn't look so crazy when the flood waters came. Elijah didn't look so crazy when fire from heaven consumed his sacrifice. Jesus didn't look so crazy when He died on the cross.
Dark days are coming. As I write this, I mourn for the loss of those who were killed in the Tel Aviv suicide bombing two hours ago.
If you do not see the times we are living in, God have mercy on your soul.
Some things just can't be explained.
This is Erin reporting LIVE from Israel, gearing up for the battle of all battles...