I stand in front of the river on the land beneath Michael’s calf and for the first time in my life, I feel old.
I have felt tired before and discouraged before but here a sense of time weighs down upon me. I am only forty three years old at the time of writing but the adventures behind me feel like lifetimes have passed. I see every pastorship role, music tour, movie production, book tour and secular career behind me as splashes in the ocean; some big splashes with thousands of ripples, others smaller splashes with few ripples, all having a minute effect on the evil in this world.
The size and scope of what was in my heart was so large that even though many of the projects may seem significant to others, to me they were cooking pots of angry frustration.
Now all that frustration turns to sadness and a loss of hope in Christians and in the advance of the kingdom of God. Even as Uriel stands beside me in this vision I find myself doubting the existence of God and all these dreams as nothing more than a vivid imagination fed by the last embers of an old soul. I am truly a son of sorrow.
I sigh deeply and turn towards Uriel, his face, hands, and feet ablaze with the glory of God. He stands two heads taller than I and radiates wisdom effortlessly. I suspect that this messenger knows unfathomable galactic mysteries in multiple realms and yet here he stands, complete committed and patient with a broken vessel, waiting for me to speak.
Me:
“I should have died on the nineteenth of February, Twenty-Fifteen. Every day since then I have felt like I am on borrowed time. After every project I felt less and less convinced that the world wants to be a better place. Yet here I am, recording revelations from Angels for that very thing again.
And again, thousands show interest in what is written but very few are moved to action. I am overwhelmed by the futility of it all. I have tried so many things, so many times and all that I have learned is that humanity does not care about anything except itself. There are so few caring people that I just cannot see this picture of a victorious church coming to pass.
The more I learn of the seven spirits and the nine fruits, the more I see just how nasty and heartless Christianity truly is. A great whore that has sold its soul to mammon.
Pulpits rain down messages of self enrichment at the expense of the poor and Christians are so enthralled once again by the snake in the garden that they find the message of taking the good news to the poor as offensive. Leaders cling to titles, places of honor and manipulative control over believers, telling outright lies to keep control. I don’t want to advance this kingdom Uriel. How must I advance something that I do not like? How must I have hope for a world that does not seem to want change?”
Uriel stands silently for a long time. The sound of the river at three o clock in the morning is like a looping song, soothing and lovely. I close my eyes and let it wash over me until Uriel finally speaks.
Uriel:
“You seek a sign that this is all real son of sorrow. You will get none. It is your doubt and deep sorrow that qualifies you as Courier. Without these things you would not listen so intently and record all that is spoken so diligently. Without your disappointment in the body you would have no context from which to understand the gravity of this revelation. Without having lived multiple lives of conquest you would not understand the futility of human wisdom and human effort in bringing heaven to earth.
For the wisdom of man produces fruit on the tree of self preservation. All that is produced by the heart of man will inevitably be governed by a desire to prosper in luxury. See how the elite among you rise in prominence financially as they rise in power ministerially? See how pulpits become thrones and the fivefold ministry becomes judge, jury and executioner? This is all the product of the wisdom if man. For that which is flesh is flesh. Indeed, in rising to power over a few, men think more of themselves than they ought. And in doing so, assume that those that they are called to serve are there to serve them.
The wisdom of heaven would make the greatest among you servants among you but the wisdom of man would make the least among you into slaves.
It makes sense in a world of self preservation, does it not? To rise in authority and become master and commander?
Truly I tell you son of sorrow: The strategy of heaven is a strategy of love and compassion where there is only one king and one master. All are supposed to be servants, not seeking to control one another but serving one another and submitting to one another in love.
All are supposed to think of the poor, the downtrodden, the hopeless.
But mammon has infiltrated and controls much of what is presented as the kingdom. And man measures kingdom objectives by demonic standards. Man seeks numbers, results and financial viability but God looks straight to the heart and seeks the fruit of the Holy Spirit.
You are frustrated and sad because you are trained to strive son of sorrow. You are trying to look at spiritual objectives with physical eyes and you are looking for something to strive towards. But all that is required of you is to be Courier. To make plain all that you see and feel so that others may run with it. There is no striving in the spirit, there is only obedience. All else leads to frustration with man.
You cannot change a man son of sorrow, you can only sow the seeds of revelation into the hearts of man. And this seed must come from the spirit so that deep may call to deep.
You have much to learn about the spiritual realm son of sorrow. Enter into this rest and record all that you see. Heed these words:
Might and power produce pain and anguish but the Spirit brings life.
The life of the Spirit produces the fruit of the Spirit.
But the life of might and power produces war and anguish.
Indeed, there is not one fruit of the Spirit that hurts or offends.
But might and power bring with them condescension and rejection.
Seek then only that which is spirit son of sorrow.
Seek first the kingdom of God, which has absolutely nothing in common with the kingdom of man. For His kingdom is all so of sorrow. Do not seek the wisdom if this earth at all, or have you not yet seen the futility of the plans of man?”
Me:
“I have seen and felt that futility and indeed, I feel it now. So I should literally only focus on things of the spirit? What of earthly needs, those who need food and care…?”
Uriel:
“What is this earthly realm but a manifestation of what occurs in the spirit?
Seek first the spiritual kingdom and all that is required in the physical kingdom will be added to you.
Meditate upon this son of sorrow.
The kingdom is all.”
Me:
“The kingdom is all.”
I wake up.
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The wisdom of heaven would make the greatest among you servants among you but the wisdom of man would make the least among you into slaves.
…
Truly I tell you son of sorrow: The strategy of heaven is a strategy of love and compassion where there is only one king and one master. All are supposed to be servants, not seeking to control one another but serving one another and submitting to one another in love.
All are supposed to think of the poor, the downtrodden, the hopeless.
But mammon has infiltrated and controls much of what is presented as the kingdom. And man measures kingdom objectives by demonic standards. Man seeks numbers, results and financial viability but God looks straight to the heart and seeks the fruit of the Holy Spirit.
…
The life of the Spirit produces the fruit of the Spirit.
But the life of might and power produces war and anguish.
Indeed, there is not one fruit of the Spirit that hurts or offends.
But might and power bring with them condescension and rejection.
Seek then only that which is spirit son of sorrow.
Seek first the kingdom of God, which has absolutely nothing in common with the kingdom of man. For His kingdom is all so of sorrow. Do not seek the wisdom if this earth at all, or have you not yet seen the futility of the plans of man?
…
For the wisdom of man produces fruit on the tree of self preservation. All that is produced by the heart of man will inevitably be governed by a desire to prosper in luxury. See how the elite among you rise in prominence financially as they rise in power ministerially? See how pulpits become thrones and the fivefold ministry becomes judge, jury and executioner? This is all the product of the wisdom if man. For that which is flesh is flesh. Indeed, in rising to power over a few, men think more of themselves than they ought. And in doing so, assume that those that they are called to serve are there to serve them.
wow—in total agreemant.Thank you Abba Father