That’s just about the end of my report. My cargo bays are empty. My “see-going vessel” has been unloaded and is ready to go back to “see.” But there is one more thing that comes to mind. While waiting for the boarding call at the San Francisco airport, I had a vision. It was not a vision in the true sense of the word; it was more like a word picture. In fact, that’s how I see and know things that belong to the spirit realm; I get word pictures and words that are illuminated by the presence of the Holy Spirit.
I saw the world as a giant chessboard. With few exceptions, all the inhabitants in the world were playing on one or the other team. There were the good guys, who were moved by the hand of heaven, and there were the bad guys, who were moved by the hand of hell. The bad guys had lots of smarts but no heart. The good guys had both. The bad guys didn’t play fair. They wanted to win at any cost. Many of them had learned how to masquerade as the good guys. Some took ego- and body-building drugs. The bad guys often fought with each other because everyone wanted to be “top dog.” It was all about “self” preservation, not “soul” preservation. Some of the players were disoriented and didn’t know whose side they were playing on. That created a lot of turmoil. One moment they played on one side, the next moment they played on the other side.
I switched sides when I was thirty-seven. I had played my own game off to the side most of my life. Switching sides cost me everything that was near and dear to me. Someone had wept over my soul. I believe it was Jesus or my mother or someone who really loved me and was willing to risk his life to find this lost sheep.
It was a very tense game, like that between two rival football or soccer teams. There were people in the stands cheering and booing. If the bad guys did not like the way the referee called a play, they beat him up. Each team had its own cheerleading squad. The bad guys kept score differently than the good guys. The winning combination was sales – not souls.
Players were allowed to switch sides any time they wanted to, but the longer they played on one team or the other, the harder it became for them to switch sides. The good guys were wined, dined and flattered by scouts who tried to get them to switch.
Trophies were awarded to scouts who were able to get a good guy to switch to the other side, and vice versa. There were halls of fame for the bad guys and halls of faith for the good guys. There were casualties on both sides. The people in the stands loved the game. The stands were jam-packed with spectators. They were the disembodied souls the world could not see and the angels from both realms.
The people off to the side were playing their own game with their own set of rules. They were ruled by tradition, not truth; self, not service. They were addicted to applause and sold their birthright to get it. Sooner or later, they were recruited and required to play in the real game.
The moment I said, “YES, LORD,” the good guys let me play on their team. I fumbled the ball a lot of times at first, but the team was very patient and forgiving and encouraged me to try again and again.
The moment I switched sides, the world, and the devil rejected and hated me. It still does and always will. The world does not crucify the good guys today; it has more scientific and politically correct ways of silencing their voices. Jesus warned us and told us that this would happen. The more we look and act like Jesus, the more the world and the devil will hate us. Yes, there is a real devil. The more real, Jesus becomes to us and in us, the more real the devil will become, and the more subtle his voice and devices.
Switching sides does not come cheap! Switching sides takes courage. Switching sides takes humility. Switching sides makes the devil and the organized “anything” in this world really mad. Yes, the world organizes itself into different camps to give itself more power and more prestige. It believes and teaches that “bigger is better.” Monopoly is its favorite game. Jesus does not do it that way. With Christ in us, the hope of Glory, every person is like an army that can’t lose.
We might not realize it, but an organization, which is a collection of like-minded people, whether it be the government, the church, or a business, is like an army. The larger it is, the more clout it has and the greater its lobbying influence over others. It can twist The Ten Commandments and the Word of God to look like a pretzel. What is straight and true is made to look crooked; and what is crooked is made to look straight. It can and does mock the Word of God by making it into just another consumer friendly story. Yes, as long as sales motivate the CEO (Chief Executive Officer), church attendance signals success for the clergy, or votes drive politicians, the truth – His name is Jesus – will be ruthlessly mocked and compromised.
No one can switch sides all by himself. The Holy Spirit has to help us. He is near to all who are the heirs of salvation. He is as near to us as our next breath. He is wooing those who are reading these words. He is gentle, not demanding; entreating not commanding. It is not by accident you are reading these words. It’s Jesus’ love for you made visible and personal.
If the words you just read ring true, you are chosen and blessed and so am I, the scribe of this manuscript. If the world hates you like it hated Jesus, consider it a compliment. If the words you just read made you mad, you need to consider switching sides. It’s as simple as that. Whether you have been comforted or afflicted by my report, know that Jesus is “nuts” about you and invites you to be a part of His family.
IT’S HIGH NOON!
York Stock Exchange; it may be the corporate offices of a movie, television, publishing, pharmaceutical, sports or entertainment empire. If the bottom line for any of these empires is sales, glory and power, not souls, they are ruled by Satan, the lust of the flesh and the pride of life.
It is high noon! Talking about strategies in war rooms does not win wars. We must come out of the huddle and take the offensive. I speak to all of you “Good Guys” who have been trained for war. You all know that the Word of God is sharper than any two-edged sword. You know that Jesus defeated Satan by declaring, “It is written, ‘That man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word of God.’ It is written, ‘Thou shalt worship the Lord thy God, and Him only shalt thou serve.’ It is written, ‘Thou shalt not tempt the Lord thy God.’” You all know that the Word of God is more powerful than any earthquake, hurricane, tornado, man-made weapon of destruction or disease. You know that the name of Jesus is above every name. You know that these words are true.
I now challenge you to “do” them. Don’t let your fearful hearts or the fear of man stop you. Warrior Bride of Jesus, put on your combat boots and do the Word of God! Jesus proclaimed them in the temple courtyard to the religious establishment of His day. I traveled to Jerusalem and spoke the same words over Jerusalem and am now proclaiming them via this manuscript. He commands you to do the same. Do not count the cost, even if He asks you to travel halfway around the world.
Identify every stronghold of Satan near and far – every religious, corporate, and governmental empire – and proclaim judgment. It may be the New
I was instructed to travel 8,000 miles and read chapters twenty-three to twenty-five of the Book of Matthew over Jerusalem. Ask Jesus to show you the words you are to resurrect, when, where, and in what language you are to proclaim them. Your obedience is your sacrifice offering to God. Do not delay. The launch window of opportunity will not always be open. Soon it will be night and no one will be able to work.
King David said, “Yes, even when I am old and gray-headed, O’ God, forsake me not, but keep me alive until I have declared Your mighty strength to this generation, and Your might and power to all that are to come” (Psalm 71:18). I am declaring His might and invincible power and strength to this generation and ask you to do the same.