Friday, February 24, 2012


I was wrongfully accused of some crime and was on the run. I found a place in Florida to hide. I was on the couch watching TV when a horse sat down on the couch next to me. He was so big, his weight pressed hard against me and I screamed for him to get off me. He was a huge horse like a Belgian (largest horse there is) and was lightly colored (as in pale). I then got up and started on Travelling again and noticed no one was following me. I also had a gun in a holster by my side like in a western movie.

It's amazing what happens sometimes after you have a dream like this. Before long I found myself back in Canada and God began to deal with me regarding my political correctness that had inundated my life. I didn't realize it at the time but I found myself constantly compromising the things God has given me regarding the American people. Many times I found myself in situations where I backed down from arguments even though I knew the people I were talking to her incredibly wrong. God showed me many times that I was not called to pastor in a church but was in fact called to be a prophet in the end times. He began to show me over the months when I was back in Canada, many things regarding the judgments on America. On top of all of those vivid dreams he began to show me the life of the Prophet. Namely myself! I saw that in all the prophets of the Bible the world generally hated them and they were not accepted by anybody nor did they care. I certainly fit that bill. I had a desperate need to be popular and in doing so I compromised the words and visions He gave me. As the months went by the Lord often would wake me up in the middle of the night and show me how angry he was that no matter how much He sent prophets to the American people it did not even phase them to repent. And even when I did proclaim some of these messages the complacent Christians cried out against me. This of course angered me that God would put such pressure on me, that I would literally be agonizing over the coming destruction to this nation and then have these people turn around and basically mock me.

God revealed to me the “horse on the couch” dream and its meaning. The Lord showed me there was no time to rest that the judgments had begun and I could not sit down. Secondly the gun strapped to my side represented that it was time to try and wake these people up and not back down no matter what the opposition. I did not feel like Jonah, I felt like Abraham and this was Sodom and Gomorrah mocking me. The Christians could easily rise up and take back the country but they had instituted a new false doctrine called "don't offend anyone". I asked the Lord at one time to reveal to me an example of what we could do. The words were barely out of my mouth when I saw a vision. I saw hundreds of Christians blocking all the major highways and the major arteries in the USA. They were stopping all the traffic and preventing anybody from going anywhere. Their protest was "STOP THE KILLING OF THE UNBORN". I could see how easily this could escalate into something big but the truth was there was nobody in the church anymore that even possessed a spine to do such a thing. Every day thousands of babies are innocently murdered and no one is lifting a finger to do anything about it and even the few that do are often rebuked by their own kind.

Since the time I had that dream and now I felt a huge change in my life. I don't care who I offend any more at all; in fact I feel like unless I am offending somebody I must be doing something wrong. The first time Jesus preached in the synagogue they tried to throw him off a cliff. I no longer want to be a people pleaser but a God pleaser, even unto death.

Ezekiel 9

Judgment on the Idolaters

 1 Then I heard him call out in a loud voice, “Bring near those who are appointed to execute judgment on the city, each with a weapon in his hand.” 2 And I saw six men coming from the direction of the upper gate, which faces north, each with a deadly weapon in his hand. With them was a man clothed in linen who had a writing kit at his side. They came in and stood beside the bronze altar.
 3 Now the glory of the God of Israel went up from above the cherubim, where it had been, and moved to the threshold of the temple. Then the LORD called to the man clothed in linen who had the writing kit at his side 4 and said to him, “Go throughout the city of Jerusalem and put a mark on the foreheads of those who grieve and lament over all the detestable things that are done in it.”

 5 As I listened, he said to the others, “Follow him through the city and kill, without showing pity or compassion. 6 Slaughter the old men, the young men and women, the mothers and children, but do not touch anyone who has the mark. Begin at my sanctuary.” So they began with the old men who were in front of the temple.

 7 Then he said to them, “Defile the temple and fill the courts with the slain. Go!” So they went out and began killing throughout the city. 8 While they were killing and I was left alone, I fell facedown, crying out, “Alas, Sovereign LORD! Are you going to destroy the entire remnant of Israel in this outpouring of your wrath on Jerusalem?”

 9 He answered me, “The sin of the people of Israel and Judah is exceedingly great; the land is full of bloodshed and the city is full of injustice. They say, ‘The LORD has forsaken the land; the LORD does not see.’ 10 So I will not look on them with pity or spare them, but I will bring down on their own heads what they have done.”

 11 Then the man in linen with the writing kit at his side brought back word, saying, “I have done as you commanded.”

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