August 8, 2008
There was a man, dressed in casual beige slacks and a very dark green sweater walking along a laneway. A hedge lined one side of this lane and on the other side was a view of the sea. The man had his hands in his pockets and was looking out at a sailboat through a slight haze on the water. After he paused to take in the sight, he continued walking along the lane, whistling with his head tilted back a little.
Several airplanes flew overhead and the man stopped to watch them. They weren’t ordinary passenger planes but looked much more sleek and streamlined… I think they were jets. After they passed overhead the man continued down the lane.
Then…I saw this man standing in front of an old fashioned bakery. It had large, paned windows and a screen door that creaked when it opened. He stood in front of the bakery window for a moment to see what was on display and then went into the store. Inside, he ordered some tarts and the baker, wearing a long, white butcher-style apron put the tarts in a paper bag and handed them to the man. While the man was waiting for his change he leaned very casually against the counter and asked if the baker had heard the sound of the planes overhead. Because they had been so loud it was clear the man expected the baker to say ‘yes.’ However, the baker hadn’t heard a thing. The man then left the shop and walked down the street of a very quaint village, eating a tart as he walked.
Then….I saw this same man in a well-appointed hotel room, decorated in the Federal style. He was in front of a mirror tying a bow tie and wearing a tuxedo. When he was satisfied with his appearance, he looked out a mullioned window to the street to see if his hired car and driver was waiting for him.
Then…..I saw this man entering an extremely formal dining room. It was the type of room one sees in very old and expensive estate homes…like one of the old Vanderbilt mansions. There was a very long dining table and at each place there was a tuxedo-clad man. They all appeared to have been waiting for the arrival of this man and looked very pleased to see him as well as pleased for whatever reason they were gathering. The host came and welcomed the man by shaking his hand and asking him to have a seat at the table.
Then the host stood at the head of the table and said,
“Well gentlemen, we’re all here now. Our plan is underway. We’ve had a few delays along the way but I think I can safely say the plan has been launched.”
Then….I saw the lane by the sea again. There was no one there and nothing moving. This went on for a few minutes. Everything was pleasant and peaceful, the sun was shining, there was a slight breeze and small waves lapping on the edge of the shore.
Suddenly there was an explosion with dirt, rocks and debris shooting high in the air. I looked behind me and saw a Cape Cod-style house with an American flag.
Then I saw a huge, silver cannon. It was very shiny and modern rather than a 19th century type of armament.
I then saw the village as if I was standing at its entrance and there was another explosion in the business area. I looked around and saw a church on a hill and watched as the steeple was blown off.
When I asked the Lord, “Why aren’t there any people running or screaming?”
He replied, “They’re asleep.”
Don’t be misled. Remember that you can’t ignore God and get away with it. You will always reap what you sow. Those who live only to satisfy their own sinful desires will harvest the consequences of decay and death. But those who live to please the Spirit will harvest everlasting life from the Spirit. Galatians 6: 6-8
When I think of the wisdom and scope of God’s plan, I fall to my knees and pray to the Father, the Creator of everything in heaven and on earth. I pray that from His glorious, unlimited resources He will give you mighty inner strength through His Holy Spirit. And I pray that Christ will be more and more at home in your hearts as you trust in Him. May your roots go down deep into the soil of God’s marvelous love. And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep His love really is. May you experience the love of Christ, though it is so great you will never fully understand it. Then you will be filled with the fullness of life and power that comes from God.
Now glory be to God! By His mighty power at work within us, He is able to accomplish infinitely more than we would ever dare to ask or hope. May He be given glory in the church and in Christ Jesus forever and ever through endless ages. Amen. Ephesians 3: 14-21
I believe there are three levels of interpretation with this vision:
1. Attack on America
This seems self-evident given the quantity of dreams/visions/prophetic words that have been received during the last few years. The jets are the warnings.
2. The Church Will Be Shaken
That the steeple of the church was blown off speaks of the way the prophetic voices have been warning of the great shaking that is coming to the Church. The Lord has been warning of this since the 1970’s. The preaching that has become common in recent years has emphasized ‘self’ and prosperity rather than Christ and death to self. It is an affront to the sacrifice of Jesus Christ and the glory of God. This message of self has acted like a doping narcotic to those who call themselves Christians when we are all called to die to self.
3. Susceptibility to Attack by Satan
We are told we must keep up our guard because Satan is like a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour. His wiles and tricks are numerous and they come when we are complacent in our sin. There has never been a good time for this kind of complacency but now, more than ever, it is time to seek the Lord with all of your heart.
Just as there are people orchestrating events for evil in America, so there are spirits trying to do the same thing. Complacency with sin is a kind of sleep that removes a person from the protection and provision of God Almighty. If this vision is anything, it must be a cry for turning to God with penitence, humility and obedience. God is, as ever, our only protection.
Church, please wake up!
Holly Cawfield
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