RIDERS ON THE PALE-HORSES DREAM by EJ Ouellette

The pale-horses by EJ Ouellette

I was standing in an exotic, finely finished horse barn. Freshly painted white wood adorned its interior. The floors were clean and well swept. A huge blond muscular horse trotted in through the door with its majestic rider.

I am not normally afraid of horses but this one scared me. I backed up against the wall in its stall and feared it might kick me. It snorted wildly and pranced back and forth acting as if he were still ready to run. The horse’s body was perfect. I looked at it from the top to bottom. It was an angelic horse! Several more horses came in interrupting my study and their riders dismounted. The riders were obviously angels and looked very similar.

I spoke to one of the riders “Never have I seen such perfect horses. Do you think I could ride one?” The rider dropped his head and looked down. He looked upset with my question and replied, “You cannot ride one of these”. I felt bad for what I asked and I never spoke again. I noticed that all the riders seemed depressed and hung their heads down. They were obviously not happy about their ride. They looked as if they had lost a battle.

I awoke at that point and pondered the vision. I remembered that pale horses meant death and that these horses must have been angelic horses with angelic riders.

Later that day reported on the news was a great earthquake in China and over thirty thousand people perished. I knew instantly, that it was the work of the twelve pale horses and riders. These were the judgments of God.

God took me down a road of discovery and began to show me what His hand was doing in the world. I was packing to go to Toronto while I was in Virginia and the Lord spoke to me. “Don’t leave yet for I am about to wreak havoc on Canada”. I decided to stay a couple of days longer. The next day a huge ice storm hit the eastern part of the country and immobilized it. The power had gone off for many days in the coldest part of the winter. I would have gone right through it!

Another time I was up in Toronto staying at a campground. The presence of the Lord filled my motor home and the Lord spoke to me. “Come outside I want to talk to you”. I obliged him. I had only taken a few steps when the power of God knocked me to the ground. I could not stand at all and was on my knees. Jesus spoke to me. “What do you think of My American people?” I began to weep when He said this because I knew what He meant. I didn’t answer. He went on to say, “I have blessed them above all other nations. I gave them everything they wanted. They just turned and worshipped the very things I gave them”. He then asked me, “What should I do?” I replied, “Lord, you know”. I meant of course, there was only one thing left and that was judgment.

He replied with anger in His voice, “Indeed I am going to do a great shaking. I am going to send a great storm against the coast”.

Within one day of this statement, a hurricane developed off the coast. A couple of days later it hit the Carolinas and caused great flooding and destruction.

I sent out some prophetic words right before Sept 11^th that Gods judgments were coming to the U.S. and that no amount of fasting and praying would stop His hand of Judgment. The Lord even came to me in a dream saying that it would escalate into war, but still no one listened. When Sept 11^th did hit, I was in the state of New York at the time, just as in one of my dreams about God’s Judgments.

It was clear the people were under a delusion. Thousands of children are murdered everyday right under our noses and we will do more to stop a children’s book from getting into our children’s hands than stop this insanity. Our hands are covered in blood.

Friday, June 20, 2003

I dreamed I saw a globe of the world on the floor of this shabby house. As I got close to, it began to shake violently at least four feet off the floor. At this, I thought it must be the enemy doing it, so I began to rebuke it. I tried to open my mouth but was unable and could not rebuke it. It shook even more violently! I saw a small baby, naked and lying on the floor, in its hand, a cutting blade that was sharp like a razor.

This is what the Lord said when I awoke. “I am going to shake this world. No amount of prayer or fasting will stop My hand. I will not relent until the cries of the unborn have stopped. Apathy has taken over My people. They worry about Harry Potter and start big campaigns while innocent children are murdered everyday in the hands of these wicked people. Who has ever seen such insanity! My hand is coming against these nations that practice these detestable things. I will shake every nation!!”

GOD HEALS EVEN WHEN WE DONT HAVE ANY FAITH LEFT!

I was walking through a farmer’s field when I saw a very old pickup truck. It had dents and scrapes and flat tires and had been neglected for a long time. Someone from behind me told me to fix up the truck. My heart sank as I thought this is way too much of an undertaking for me. This was beyond my ability. For some reason, I decided to rebuke all that was wrong with the truck using the name of Jesus. I was full of doubt at the time and had absolutely no faith whatsoever but nonetheless I rebuked it anyway. Instantly the truck began to heal itself. Dents popped out by themselves, tires inflated even fresh paint began to form on the exterior. I was astonished how could this be I thought to myself! I woke at this point I thought this was just some strange dream.

I was over at a friend’s house in Virginia when the phone rang. Someone that I didn't know heard about me and wondered if I would pray for her. She came over almost immediately. She had Georgia license plates on her car. As she began to talk my heart sank. Her life was an incredible mess and I wondered how it was possible for God to be able to help somebody like this. She was a prophetess and had been out working the field on her own for a long time. She reminded me of “The bruised reed” in Isaiah. It was beyond my faith level.

As she spoke I felt I had nothing I could offer her.  At the end of our time together we prayed, I gave her my prophetic book, and I sent on her merry way. I was feeling kind of disappointed that there was nothing I could do for her.

The next day she called me, it was almost impossible to understand her speech. She was crying so continuously. She was almost incomprehensible. She said when she got to the third chapter of my book God just wonderfully healed her. I didn't understand exactly what she meant by that but God restored her when she was reading my book. It was then my eyes were opened to the fact that she was this truck. On the outside this truck seemed un-repairable or not worth it but God was able and more than willing. This story still ministers to me.

ELENIN DWARF STAR coming close to earth Sept 26th 2011

There has been growing scientific debate about Comet C/2010 X1 (Elenin) as it approaches the Earth, and its significance as it comes as close as 0.23 Astronomic Units -about one quarter the distance between the Earth and the sun – on October 16, 2011. At one end of the spectrum are NASA scientists claiming that Elenin is little more than a comet comprising icy space debris with negligible mass that will have little effect on the Earth. At the other end are some scientists and private researchers claiming that Elenin is a large planetary body, possibly a brown dwarf star, and its near approach will have calamitous effects.
Much of the evidence for Elenin being a large planetary body has been centered on conspiracy theories related to a government cover-up of an incoming brown dwarf star given the name Planet X. Rather than mere conjecture by conspiracy theorists, Planet X was first reported by the Washington Post and New York Times in two articles that appeared in 1983. ELENIN ...Read More Here.

HE HEARS OUR EVERY THOUGHT vision by EJ Ouellette From "HIS GRACE"

I had been given an opportunity to pray for some church leadership members at the opening of a local church. I had a few days to prepare for it and I began to fast and pray as usual. A couple of nights before the meeting I had two vivid dreams. I assumed they were about the meeting since the people in the dreams were unfamiliar to me.

I could hear what I believe to be the pastor of the church praying to God. I could hear all of his prayers. He was mocking me by saying “Let’s see if the great Kreskin can prophesy to me”. After, I looked over and saw three women sitting on a couch and I also heard all of their prayers going up to heaven. They were crying out honestly and felt abandoned by God. When I awoke I wrote down everything I heard. Usually in these prophecies the Lord helps me to remember everything Word for Word.

The second dream was a little bit different. I later found out it was for the pastor’s wife. It showed me clearly several years of her life before they got to this point. And some of it was not that good.

     

I saw that when the hard times came in her life she gave up on God. I saw a road sign in the dream that read Psalm 66. I could see the Lord was putting her on a new highway. When I woke up I wrote it all down. I stuffed them in envelopes and waited for that Sunday morning.

On the way to the church the pastor who was bringing me turned around and said, “Don't forget to give everything you’ve got to these people. Don’t hold anything back”. I slumped in my seat at that point. I wasn’t sure I wanted to the give these words publicly. In fact the reason I wrote them down was just to be able to hand them to him and skip out back Jack.

It was becoming more usual for me to have dreams where I could hear people’s thoughts. Mostly I kept them to myself.

When we arrived at the church it was packed. I was a little bit nervous about my delivery. The service went on and finally they called me up to pray. I opened the envelopes and read what I had written inside. I read the first one to the pastor’s wife and she immediately fainted and fell on the hard cement floor with a loud slapping sound. Numerous people rushed to her aid but for some reason I just couldn’t stop. I just continued with my reading knowing the tape recorder was picking up everything I was saying. I read the second letter and then prayed for all the people I called up.

    

Afterwards there was a luncheon and for some strange reason nobody would sit at the table with me. I tried to strike up conversations but they quickly turned away and looked down at the floor. It never occurred to me that people would be so uncomfortable knowing that God could give a prophet somebody’s thoughts.

THE BATTLES WE WILL HAVE WHEN WE SPEAK THE TRUTH

This sounded so much like my life I had to reprint it. We forget sometimes what happens when we speak the truth!   EJ 

PEOPLE HAVE BEEN ASKING ME FOR SOME TIME NOW WHERE HAVE I BEEN AND WHAT HAS HAPPENED, FOR THEY KNOW SOMETHING VERY EVIL MUST HAVE HAPPENED TO ME by John Johnston

After opening up the website United States Prophecy in late 2008, I did not realize what type of warfare I was going to be in for.  In September 2010 God was having me pray for my webmaster who was also my scribe.  The first attacks came against my webmaster and by attacking her, the powers of darkness would try to shut down the website.  I did not realize that it was an evil demonic Council of Six who was doing this.

In September 2010 my webmaster told me “I can’t take this any longer, you will have to find a new webmaster.” Devastated, crushed, and broken I felt like I had lost my best friend and I asked God what happened, and He said “Tomorrow go into the woods to a place I have prepared for you.” 

The following day I did what He said and there was a place prepared for me in a clearing in the woods with a part of a log to sit on.  There I cried out and asked the Lord, “What has happened? Why did this happen?”

Then Jesus said to me in a voice that indicated He was pleased, “Jack, welcome to the Garden of Gethsemane.”Then He said “What do you think it was like when I was on the earth, when I healed the lame, the blind, the lepers, the demon possessed, forgave the sins of many, and brought the gospel of the Kingdom to so many thousands of people? Remember that there was not a book big enough to contain all of the things I taught and all of the miracles that I performed. Yet these very people cried out, ‘crucify Him.’ How do you think I took that? Many that I thought were my true friends and followers turned against me.” (Isa 53:7-9)

After He said that, I was even more heartbroken and crushed.  After spending many hours in this place in the woods God gave me an open 3-D vision of the Council of Six.

I was allowed to sit in their chamber and listen to the strategy against United States Prophecy, my scribe, and myself. There were six very powerful demons standing around a very large polished granite table and in the center of the table was a black pentagram.  This chamber was very nice and well kept.

I saw the ringleader standing about 14 to 16 feet tall with the head of a goat and a dragon.  He had large wings.  The other five did not have wings, but they were also very large, about 8, 12, and 14 feet tall.  Some had the head of a fox; some had the head of a wolf. One had the head of a goat, the chest and arms of a man, and legs like that of a ram or goat. 

As I looked on and listened, the ringleader took his fist and slammed it into the top of the table and he said in a very loud voice “Have you shut down United States Prophecy?”  The other five yelled back and said “No, but we have separated Jack and his webmaster.”  Immediately upon that, out of the center of the table came black smoke and yellow, orange, and red fire along with Lilith the queen of the witches, the bride of Satan.  She demanded from the leader of the Council of Six “Have you destroyed United States Prophecy, Jack, and his webmaster?”  The reply from the ringleader of six was, “We have separated the two.”

She asked “How did you do it?”  The others replied “We sent people into her life that told lies, and we used lying spirits to provoke her to anger.” 

After listening to this conversation I was crushed and heartbroken.  Then God the Father showed me who the lying spirits were.  Immediately after that, Lilith disappeared out of the pentagram.  A few moments had elapsed and then the leader of the Council of Six screamed with a loud voice and slammed his fists down on the table and said to the other five members “Go kill them both! I want Jack and his webmaster dead.”  Right after he said that the other five members of the Council of Six screamed back and said “We will not do it!” and a great argument broke out with the Council of Six.

I asked God “Why did the five members refuse the ringleader in his request to kill us?”  The Lord spoke to me and said “Haven’t you read in the scriptures where it says in Paul’s writings that ‘you shall judge the angels’?”  For everything that the fallen angels do here on the earth, they will fall under severe judgment, so they are very careful in some of the things they do.  By no means are these fallen angels stupid.  They are very, very smart.  After God had showed me what I was up against I realized I had entered a whole new realm of spiritual warfare.

After this the Father said “You shall fast and pray for your webmaster like you have never prayed before.” Then He showed me how severe the attacks against her had become. Prior to this, I believe she had been protected from these kinds of attacks. For days after this I spent much time in the woods with the Lord praying and listening to the things that He was telling me.

That week, soon after being shown the Council of Six and what had happened, I was going up to 7-11 to get a cup of coffee and a five foot dragon came behind me and attacked me.  He drove his back leg talons into my thigh and kidneys and his front arms and talons were driven into my neck and shoulders and with his wings he started beating me with every type of evil thought that could come upon a man in just one minute. He drove me to the ground where I begged God for help. I could hear the witches, warlocks and black magicians laughing as I was being attacked. I could hear the devils gang spreading the news throughout the occult community that they had destroyed United States Prophecy. 

(Refer to 1 Chronicles 10:8-10 where the Philistines celebrated the defeat of Saul in the temple of Dagon.)

Then the attack lifted and I saw the beast leaving my body. He took off going back up into the sky looking for a place to rest.  I had black and blue marks on my back and legs where the talons locked on. That is when the Lord said to me that the time of the extortioner has come (Isa 16: 4), then God the Father said to read Isa 34:13-14.

In the original texts of the old bibles like the KJV and the Geneva, words like “dragon” and “dragons” are the true interpretation. You will find in the newer translations that these words now read as “jackals” and “serpents” and even “whales.”

DREAM ABOUT WAR AND FAMINE 2011-08-20

2011-08-20

Dream:

Dreamt I was with a band of marauders trying to find food. We were near some large lake or ocean. All the houses were flattened everywhere I looked. It looked as if a huge bomb destroyed them or a tornado or hurricane. Some groups of people had high-powered weapons and were shooting at us because they wanted the food. I felt as if I was in some war zone. I felt we were doomed. All I could think about was finding food I was so hungry. -Joe Ouellette

INCREASING YOUR ANOINTING from my book "The Prophetic Manual"

Once upon a time, a young man who lived in a mountain village had a great desire to find God.  He went to everyone he knew in the village and asked them “How can I find God” All the villagers turned him away.  They just shook their heads no.  He went to the church on the outside of town and knocked on the big wooden gate.  The gatekeeper asked him what he wanted.  He replied “I am looking for God do you know how can I find him”? The man inside the gate replied “I can't help you, but there is a man up on the mountain.  People say he knows God.  Why don't you ask him”? The young man again started on his lonely journey. He climbed a ragged brutal rock face on a cold hard mountain to reach the top of where the old man lived.  He came upon an old cabin with a column of smoke pouring from its humble chimney.  Climbing the broken stairs he approached the handmade wooden door, and knocked.  A latch was unlatched and the door creaked open.

     “Yes” cried the old man. A humble man of extremely short stature presented himself to the young man. “Can I help you”?  He growled in his old man voice.

     “A man in the village in the old church told me to come to you.  He told me you knew how to find God.” The young man spoke smoothly.  “I am trying to find God” he replied. “He said you know how to find him.”

     The old man looked up into his sincere eyes. Without speaking he started to walk towards the lake.

     The young man looking puzzled followed slowly behind him.

     The old man started towards the small lake that joined his property.  Into the water he began to walk and turned around and motioned the young man to follow.  And so he did.

     “I have already been baptized” cried the young man.

     Unconcerned, the old man continued to walk into the water up to his waist. A look of frustration came across the young mans face.

     “Come here” creaked the old man.

     The young man stepped closer and the old man put his hand on top of his head and pushed his head under the icy water.

     How silly was this, thought the young man?  This old man is crazy.  Despair filled his heart as he thought of returning without his answer.

     The desire to have air overwhelmed him and started to forcibly push up on the old man's hand.  He was met with certain resistance and could not force his head up.  His heart began to pound. Thoughts of his untimely demise went through his panicking mind.  Frantically he waved his hands to show the old man he is had enough.  The old man did not respond but held his head harder than ever before.  The boy’s need of oxygen was now apparent as he began to swing aimlessly at the old man to let him go.  Suddenly the old man released him and he pulled up his oxygen deprived head from the cold lake water gasping for air.

     “What the hell is wrong with you old man”? He panted “Could you not see that I was drowning”?

     The old man looked him squarely in the eyes and spoke “When you desire God as much as you desired air just then, you shall surely find Him”

     With that, the old man walked away and back to his cozy broken down cabin.

     The Lord told me to turn off the TV and the music.  I quickly obliged Him.  He then told me to fast two days per week.  After short time I increased to three days per week.  I did this for about a year and a half.  During this time God began to do two things in my life. 

     Number 1- He began to show me how wretched a man I really was.  I was convicted of things that I never thought possible.  This time of dying was crucial in moving forward in any kind of ministry. Psalms was my refuge.  Often I would spend weeks on Psalm 91. Sometimes I wouldn't go out for two weeks at a time. I was devastated by what the Lord had shown me about myself. 

When I look back, I think it was one of the greatest times of my life.  I learned that I was the greatest hindrance to myself. 

EVERY WORD and PROMISE was Fufilled-by David Wilkerson (2011).

EVERY WORD and PROMISE was FULFILLED

-by David Wilkerson (2011).

Joseph was in one of his darkest hours—lonely, downcast, about to give up his dreams, questioning his place in God. Suddenly, the call came from one of the king's guards: "Joseph! Get cleaned up— Pharaoh is calling for you!"

In that moment, I believe the Spirit of God came mightily upon Joseph and his heart leapt with excitement. He was about to understand what it was all about!

As Joseph shaved and trimmed his hair, he probably thought, "This is the beginning of what God promised me. Now I know I heard from him! The devil has not been in control and my life hasn't been wasted. God has been directing everything the entire time!"

In a matter of minutes, Joseph was standing before Pharaoh, listening to his dream. Joseph gave the interpretation of the coming famine and told Pharaoh he had to gather and store the nation's grain: "Someone must be in charge of the storehouses. You have to find a man who's full of wisdom to oversee it all" (see Genesis 4l).

Pharaoh looked around and then turned toward Joseph: "You! Joseph! I appoint you second ruler. Only I will have more power in the kingdom than you. You will oversee it all!"

How quickly things had changed! The day came when Joseph stood before his brothers and was able to say: "But as for you, ye thought evil against me; but God meant it unto good, to bring to pass, as it is this day, to save much people alive" (Genesis 50:20).

"God sent me before you to preserve you a posterity in the earth, and to save your lives by a great deliverance. So now it was not you that sent me hither, but God: and he hath made me a father to

Pharaoh, and lord of all his house, and a ruler throughout all the land of Egypt" (45:7-8).

Dear saint, very soon you're going to understand your present fiery trials. God is going to bring you into the promise he gave you and suddenly it's all going to make sense. You'll see that he has never forsaken you. He had to take you this way, for he has been training you, preparing you, teaching you to trust him for everything. He has planned a time for you to be used—and that time is just ahead!

JOSEPH's GREATEST TRIAL was THE WORD of GOD!

"He sent a man before them, even Joseph, who was sold for a servant . . . until the time that his word came: the word of the Lord tried him" (Psalm 105:17, 19). Joseph was tested and tried in many ways but his greatest trial was the word he had received!

Consider everything Joseph endured: At only seventeen, he was stripped down and cast into a pit to starve to death. His cold-hearted brothers laughed at his pleas for mercy and sold him to Ishmaelite traders who took him by caravan to an Egyptian slave market and sold him as a common slave.

Yet Joseph's greatest trial wasn't his rejection by his brothers or even the human indignity of being made into a slave or being cast into prison. No—what confused and tried Joseph’s spirit was the clear word he had heard from God!

God had revealed to Joseph through dreams that he would be given great authority that he would use for God's glory. His brothers would bow before him and he would be a great deliverer of many people.

I do not believe any of this was an ego trip for Joseph. His heart was so set on God that this word gave him a humble sense of destiny: "Lord, you have put your hand on me to have a part in your great, eternal plan.” Joseph was blessed just by knowing he would play an important role in bringing God's will to pass! But the circumstances in Joseph's life were just the opposite of what God had put in his heart. He was the servant—he had to bow! How could he believe that he would one day deliver multitudes when he was a slave himself? He must have thought, "This doesn't make sense. How could God be ordering my steps into prison, into oblivion? God said I was going to be blessed but he didn't tell me this was going to happen!"

For ten years Joseph faithfully served in Potiphar's house but in the end he was misjudged and lied about. His victory over temptation with Potiphar's wife only landed him in jail. During such times he must have pondered the awful questions: "Did I hear correctly? Did my pride invent these dreams? Could my brothers have been right? Maybe all these things are happening to me as discipline for some kind of selfish desire.”

Beloved, there have been times when God has shown me things he has wanted for me—ministry, service, usefulness—yet every circumstance was the very opposite of that word. At such times I thought, "Oh, God, this can't be you speaking; it must be my flesh,"

I was being tried by God's word to me but God has given us his promises and we can trust them, all of them!

LEAVING IT ALL BEHIND from my book "His Grace"

LEAVING IT ALL BEHIND

The streets were bare and dirty. The sun shone down like a hot brand. It looked more like a ghost town from some bad western. Wooden buildings lined the streets and were so close that there was no way out. A single set of railway tracks entered from one end of town and went off into the other. I heard a noise in the distance and something moving caught my eye. A streetcar or a train was approaching. As it drew closer I could see people inside and a driver at the window. It pulled up alongside me and the door popped open. Without thinking I just got on. The driver looked like death. I turned toward the rear. Only a handful of people were on board and I looked for a seat. I felt uneasy like I was sure I had just done something wrong. I looked back at the others behind me. They looked like zombies. Their eyes were sunken and dark. There was no joy in them. Their pale faces looked lifeless. My heart pounded as I looked out the window at the street below thinking I might jump out the window. Before I realized it, I had run to the front. I looked out the front window and saw the tracks ended just ahead and they went straight down into a void. “Let me off!” I cried to the driver. He hit the brakes without hesitation and opened the door. From behind me I heard someone say. “I didn’t know you could get off ”.

I found myself running through the dusty street looking for a way out but I couldn’t find any. Each building blocked my way as I ran from side to side. I decided to go through a building and ran and opened an unfriendly looking door.

The room was dark and it took time for my eyes to adjust to the sudden darkness. There was no rear door out and I decided to go back out the way I came. I turned, and I noticed that the door that I came in through no longer existed. It had somehow disappeared. I frantically scanned the room with my eyes hoping I had somehow made a mistake. I began to weep. Across the room in a darkened corner sat someone I knew. He was very casually dressed and seemed content with sitting there. I ran over and said to him, “How do you get out”? “You can’t”, he replied. I began to sob. He said, “It’s not that bad. We could fix it up a little.” He took out some roll of gold foil and got up on some old rickety chair. He motioned for me to help him so I got up on another chair. I just kept weeping. He seemed happy enough that he was here but I was definitely not. I stood on the chair and grabbed the foil to spread across the window. I looked out the window into the street and noticed it was not the same street I came in on. There were wonderfully dressed people everywhere. Beautiful white dresses adorned every woman. Men wore expensive well fitting suits. It looked more like an antique wedding party. Everyone was smiling and happy. No one was sad.

The streets seemed bright as the sun and it was difficult to make out the imagery. It reminded me of the vision I had when I was young. I noticed he was putting the foil the wrong way. The shiny nice side was out to the crowd instead of inside. I spoke to him “You have the wrong side out”. “No”, was his only reply.

My heart felt like it was breaking. I dropped the foil and fell to the floor and started sobbing. I was in outer darkness! I had missed the throne room. I had been disobedient. I was going to have to spend all of eternity in outer darkness. I looked out the window and saw into their faces. Their happiness was what I always desired and hoped for but now I would only ever see it from a distance, out of the Lord’s favor. My heart ached for what I saw but could not touch it.

I gathered my thoughts and slowly got up. My friend stood perplexed looking at me. What’s the big deal was written on his face. He was a nominal Christian. He had some kind of life changing experience at some point in his life and then just went back into the system without ever really changing. He was basically, most people I know.

I decided to march around this room for the rest of eternity worshipping God. Not for any reason of favor but just for my own sanity’s sake. When I sang, the most horrible worship I had ever heard came from my sorry lips. I was shocked. None- the-less I kept singing anyway.

Even old worship tunes from years gone by fell from my mouth. I kept marching around, ignoring my friend sitting in his old chair. Round and round I went singing, if that what you call it. The presence of the Lord was non-existent in this place.

As I turned again toward the window I noticed a faint outline of a door in the darkness. I thought how I could have missed this before. My heart leaped. I reached for the handle groping in the dark. I grabbed something that felt like cold steel. I pulled hard and the door began to pull open to the heavenly courtyard. The brightness of the light pierced my eyes and I squinted hard. Suddenly I was in slow motion and I began to sing a new song. It was as beautiful as any opera singer would sing. I began to leap like a gazelle bounding over to the slow moving happy people. The song I was singing was one I had never heard before. It was the ‘Song of Solomon’.

‘Have you seen my lover? I called, Have you seen my lover?

I went into the city streets; calling to everyone I could meet. Have you seen my lover? I called, Have you seen my lover?

I went into the city square, calling to all the people there. Have you seen my lover? I asked, have you seen my lover?

Tears of joy fell from my face. I had made it! I made it into the kingdom. I felt such love in that place, indescribable love.

John Knox finds a wife. I guess there's no more of these around?

"I have never once feared the devil, but I tremble every time I enter the pulpit."

” Mr. John Campbell, minister at Crairie,”‘ says Mr. Millar, ‘”told me this story of Mr. Knox’s marriage, so far as I mind it. John Knox, before the light of the Reformation broke up, travelled among several honest families in the west of Scotland who were converts to the protestant religion ; particularly he visited oft Stewart, Lord Ochiltree’s family, preaching the gospel privately to those who were willing to receive it. The lady and some of the family were converts ; her ladyship had a chamber, table, stool, and candlestick, for the prophet, and one night about supper, says to him, ‘ Mr. Knox, I think you are at a loss by want of a wife ;’ to which he said, ‘ Madam. I think nobody will take such a wanderer as I ;’ to which she replied, ‘ Sir, if that be your objection, I’ll make inquiry to find an answer ‘gainst our next meeting.’ The lady accordingly’ addressed herself to her eldest daughter, telling her she might be very happy if she could marry Mr. Knox, who would be a great reformer and a credit to the church ; but she despised the proposal, hoping her ladyship wished her better than to marry a poor wanderer. The lady addressed herself to her second daughter, who answered as the eldest. Then the lady spoke to her third daughter, about nineteen years of age, who very’ frankly said. ‘ Madam, I’1l be very willing to marry him, but I fear he will not take me;’ to which the lady replied, ‘If that be all your objection, I’ll soon get you an answer.’ Next night, at supper, the lady said to Mr. Knox, ‘Sir, I have been considering upon a wife to you, and find one very willing.’ To which Knox said, ‘ Who is it, madam and She answered, ‘ My young daughter sitting by you at table.’ Then, addressing himself to the young lady, he said, “My bird, are you willing to marry me” and She answered, ‘Yes, sir, only I fear you ’11 not be willing to take me.’ He said, “My bird, if you be willing to take me, you must take your venture of God’s providence, as I do. I go through the country sometimes on my foot, with a wallet on my arm, a shirt, a clean band, and a bible in it ; you may put some things in it for yourself and if I bid you take the wallet, you must do it, and go where I go, and lodge where I lodge.’ — ‘ Sir,’ .says .she, ‘I’ll do all this.’ — Will you be as good as your word?’ — ‘Yes, I will.’ Upon which, the marriage was concluded, and she lived happily with him, and had several children by him. She went with him to Geneva, and as he was ascending a hill, as there are many near that area, she got up to the top of it before him, and took the wallet on her arm, and, sat down, said, ‘ Now-. good man, am not I as good as my word?’ She afterward lived with him when he was minister at Edinburgh. I am told,” added Mr. Millar, ” that one of that Lady Ochiltree’s daughters, a sister of John Knox’s wife, was married Thomas Millar, of Temple, one” of my predecessors.” — Letters to Wodrow, vol xix., No. 197