VISION: ELI IN AMERICA
13.11.07
For many months now, I have repeatedly seen the same vision flash, numerous times through the months.
Vision Flash:
I kept seeing a fat man in America, sitting on a rocking chair, in a room that looked like his study. The man wore an old brown sweater, which had a hole in the upper left sleeve, the knitting had come apart and now there was a hole there. In the vision I knew that he was a financially rich man, but I always found it strange that he wore such an old worn out sweater, with that tear in his sleeve.
Every time I saw this vision flash, I always saw the man looking intently out the window to vast stretches of land that was his heritage. The land had been passed on to him, by one who did not want to remain under a curse.
This fat man did nothing but stare out at this land. It was his pride and joy.
Then after many months of this repeated vision flash, I started to see a sheep stand before him, against the window.
Then on 13.11.07
I saw this sheep again, standing before this fat man who sat in his rocking chair, looking out the window to his heritage.
The sheep was one who had once been speckled, but now it's entire body was bejeweled in multi-colored precious stones.
The fat man could not make out if the visitor was a sheep or a lamb. It certainly could not see the bejeweled body of the sheep.
The eyes of this man were fading. He could barely see. Years of ostentatious living had affected his girth.
This man Eli was the father of many sons by siring and by hiring.
“Get out of my way, you!" he snarled at the bejeweled speckled sheep.
The sheep stood firm and budged not an inch from it's place against the window.
“How did you come here?" Eli asked the bejeweled speckled sheep, " we are the lords of the airways, how have you flown here?"
“My Lord Jesus Christ has Sent raiders of the airways to this nation, and many more are coming to rescue people from you and your household's clutches".
"Do you not know I am considered a great prophet in this nation, we have the monopoly here and no one can break our monopoly?"
Many in the land thought Eli to be a great prophet. But his fans were never allowed to come up close, lest they see his fading eyesight.
Eli, was a crafty man.
He was a 'prophetic Barna', he'd poll a few people about what was going on in the land, and then he would gather the prophecies by lesser known prophets in the land and do a synopsis.
The undiscerning who had read such prophecies before, but preferred designer labels tagged to their prophecies, would swoon in delight at Eli's prophetic sharpness. The discerning though would go beyond these prophecies and examine all else he preached, said and wrote. They would notice that all that Eli did was for the benefit and advancement of his heritage and not of the Kingdom of God.
Eli had taught his sons whose tentacles reached the nations, that all 'prophecies' must be conveyed 'nicely.'
He had taught them to be sufficiently vague, so that whatever came to pass the 'prophets' could say, 'See, that's what I meant".
So their 'prophecies' were devoid of the word 'judgment', it was put forward as 'God is making some minor adjustments' in America, since He Loves America so much, He will restore to her twice as much as before, because of America’s ‘nice’ behavior.
Of course then there were political parties pressuring them with incentives, “keep the people sweet and happy and don't call any disaster an 'Act of God', it disturbs the voting public.
Keep the people occupied and tell them to vote for us, to worship the nation, and not God, for He is far so away. Advance our interests and we will advance yours many fold."
The discerning would cry out to the Lord about Eli's and his sired and hired sons' craftiness, and deviousness.
But now the Lord Had Sent word through the bejeweled speckled sheep that the monopolies would be broken and the airways raided.
Eli could barely see as he glared at the form of the sheep.
“Get out, you're blocking my view, I am re-building a great thing out there", he said with prideful disdain.
“You are re-building Jericho, out here", said the bejeweled speckled sheep.
“Are you saying my land is cursed?" yelled Eli. “I’ll have you know I have a clean image. Why should my land be cursed? I have counseled so many of the topmost leaders in this land, others may be dirty, but me.........I'm clean!"
“Why were you so soft on those you counseled? Is it that you have skeletons in your own cupboards?" asked the bejeweled speckled sheep.
“How dare you look into my cupboards.......by what authority? How dare...........how dare you......." said Eli in a fit of rage.
The bejeweled speckled sheep had not moved from it's position, but could see the doors of the tall wooden cupboards standing tall behind Eli. The doors were ajar, and from within were falling old, long hidden skeletons, fast and furious.
Then suddenly the hired and sired sons of Eli appeared.
“Can you see that sheep there?"
"No, we can't", they replied in unison.
“Then can you see the doors of my cupboards open and the skeletons falling out of it?"
"No," they again replied in unison.
The sons had been trained 'not to see' and 'not to hear' the truth, to ignore it, and if ignored long enough, it would go away.
“But that sheep said the Lord is Sending 'raiders of the airways'..........to rescue people from our clutches.........what shall we do now? They'll expose what we did...."
“We are the rulers of the airways in America, we will bar their entry, by air or by land, have we not built that tall black slippery wall so none can get in or get out?" said the sired and hired sons of Eli, in unison.
“And....and ....those skeletons.........they've laid me bare!" bawled Eli, pointing to the cupboard, from which were rapidly spilling skeletons.
“There, there, there, father," said the sired and the hired sons of Eli in unison, " we will cover your nakedness, and we’ve done it before for you and our entire household, just like you have done for the rest of us".
Isaiah 40:13-15 (King James Version)
13Who hath directed the Spirit of the LORD, or being his counsellor hath taught him?
14With whom took he counsel, and who instructed him, and taught him in the path of judgment, and taught him knowledge, and shewed to him the way of understanding?
15Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance: behold, he taketh up the isles as a very little thing.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
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