A series of visions from 2009. Part 1

Below is part one of a series of visions that my cousin had in 2009. As many know I am a conservative Pentecostal for lack of a better phrase. I have no connections to Charismatics or so called Charismania. There are so many claims from people about visions and propecies and so on and one has to exercise great discernment , especially in these days, when it comes to these matters. My spirit witnessed with what my cousin saw in his visions and what the Lord was showing him about the state of Britian and the West. My cousin’s father, who had now passed away, was my mothers brother. He was a Godly man and spent the better part of 30 years as a missionary in Pakistan. He shared that journey with his wife whom he met and married there. She is from Wales and is a very Godly woman. In fact, I visted her a couple of years ago when we had a revival conference in Moriah chapel, the very center of the Welsh revival at the turn of the 20th Century , she lives just a short distance away, in the village of Lougher. I will post the rest of my cousins vision in two more parts. ………………….

The following is a record of a series of prophetic experiences which happened early in November 2009.

I saw the Ark of the Covenant coming down from the sky into the streets of Leicester and was instantly aware of its immense power. It was radiant and glorious. These visions appear as images as if projected onto the canvas of your mind. I read in the Old Testament that the people of God won wars and great victories when the Ark was with them but were taken into captivity and slavery when they allowed their enemies to steal it from them. The Ark is the very Presence of God with His People. This is what it symbolizes. With the Ark of His Presence the children of God will accomplish great and mighty things for His Kingdom. I had been meditating on a song and praying it. The singer kept repeating the words “Let power come down from your heavens”. This was going round in my spirit as I went about my life as I knew the Holy Spirit would reveal something to me and was stirring something prophetic to be released.

A few days later I saw the Ark again and as it came down from the sky into Leicester and as it hovered its lid lifted off partially. From it came radiance. Streams emanated like individual lightening currents as they hit people in the street. It hovered in the middle of the sky and its holiness and radiance was so powerful. It hit them right in the chest and I saw them recoil back with the impact of the encounter. It was such an amazing sight. I thought about who these people were and wondered what was going on in their lives. The words “deep impact” kept coming into my spirit and I knew that He wanted to deeply impact peoples lives with His Presence. The Ark seemed to bring colour and life and health. Things seemed to be black and white and dull without the Ark. But when it arrived there was colour, life and vibrancy. This Ark was everything. It just began to fill my spirit. It was new hope and new life. It was healing and restoration. It was everything. It was the fullness of God and His Power. I knew instantly that there was a process to getting the Ark back; a strategy which might be a life’s work. I knew there were steps we had to take; things that we had to do.

I carried on my life but something began to overwhelm me in my spirit. The desire to see this Ark which carried the Presence began to become something inside me. It was like a holy determination to have this Ark and not just for myself. I am not a theological person but I know what I felt. It was from outside myself and yet it was put in me. I knew that this Ark was needed in more than one city; the nation and beyond needed it and it had to come. Its arrival would change everything. It would cause the people of God to do great and mighty things for Him and end their powerlessness and ineffectiveness in their communities. Without this Ark with us we were nothing. We made no real difference. I knew that we needed this Ark and that we had to call out for it to come. It seemed to me to be urgent. I felt I would never be truly satisfied or feel complete until it was brought. Much of my dissatisfaction came from the fact that this Presence had gone from the land and from the church. Even what the church was calling His Presence was not truly this Presence and I wondered if the church even knew this.

What they had was tainted by other spiritual forces and the flesh. We had to have the fullness of this Ark and everything it meant. I could see its transforming power but I kept coming back to life and trying to push away these stirrings from the Holy Spirit and said to the Lord; “I’ve got things to do and get on with; things to sort out” and He kept replying to me “Nothing is more important than the Ark”. I began to know this was true as I began to feel so deeply its transforming power. And yet the Holy Spirit kept asking me as He transmitted the words into my spirit; “Who will bring the Ark back? Who will give it the place of central importance? Who will make it their life’s work? Who will offer their lives as a sacrifice to this?” I came to know that this was a cause worth dying for as in it the name of Jesus would be glorified. The words of Jesus which are spirit came to me and entered my spirit; “I have glorified My Name and I will glorify it again”.

I began to know so deeply that the Ark and what is symbolized would change everything and that it would have power to heal my nation. There truly was nothing more important than the Ark and what it represented as without it there would be only death and decay. I could see that I needed the Ark and so did the city and the nation. I suddenly could feel the spiritual life of the city and the nation ebbing away. It was as though in the spirit this life was crying out to me to do something. I knew that this box was the top priority as it was clearly more than just a box; it was life; it was the life of God. It was the Divine breath of God that would revive and heal and cleanse. I thought of the immense power of this life. It was the orchestrating force of all life as we know it. It would reanimate the spiritual life and would make itself known in the natural and visible world. As I walked about seeing people dashing around I thought of all the important things they might be doing. They could be going to visit someone in hospital, borrow money to buy a house, going to see a doctor to seek healing, looking for a job. And yet, whilst I knew these things were important and whilst many of the masses I saw were under severe pressures in these days I wondered at what forces were moving and directing their minds and their actions; the Presence of this Ark was the most vital thing. It was that critical. It began to overwhelm me. It was as though I was taken out of the ordinary and given this deeper and more critical view of things. I felt I was being taken to the core of the problem. It was like being a doctor as images suddenly flashed before as I was taken to the core diagnosis of the problem with our nation and my city. I could see the sickness and disease of our nation and I knew that God had the answer. The core answer lay in this Ark and I just began to know it so deeply. In the midst of all action and apparent life I began to smell the atmosphere of death. All my spiritual senses were awakened as I took in the odour of decay. The people were totally unaware. They were oblivious to it. It was the spiritual life of the city and the nation that I could smell. The urgency of the Ark began to overwhelm me. I knew there must be others who saw this.

I began to weep and ask that this Presence would come. I realized that I was carrying a grief that the Presence was not truly here in my nation. I began to know that many people in the Body of Christ were carrying this grief. The Kingdom of God and the Presence of the Holy Spirit was the most important thing to them and many wanted the true church to emerge. It was like the single most important thing and at the very core of our existence and purpose; to have this fullness and to see the manifestation of this fullness all around us. Without it many would subconsciously live with this grief that the fullness of the manifestation was not being shown. Others who did not see its importance or who were distracted by the things of this world may not see how vital it was. They may even be distracted by “church” things as the Ark spoke of the Kingdom of God which I came to know was very different to “church” stuff. Without this there would be a constant feeling that we were settling for less. Some in the church may be able to go about their lives and not be bothered about it as long as they were okay and their own personal lives were not particularly stricken with anything serious. But to others there would be a deeper longing and yearning which they knew others did not live with. The yearning to see the people of Jesus doing truly great and mighty works and truly come into His fullness. To walk in Divine love and power. To see God vindicate His own Name in the land. The fullness of the character of Christ and the coming of His Presence would be key. He was actually holding back His Presence as He prepared those who would receive it. Many saw signs and wonders and the release of these as the end in themselves and yet they were not. I was aware that we have not even begun to move onto the true realm of His Presence. Holiness and consecration were vital to this as was the character of Christ. I was aware that the Ark was a holy and sacred thing. Therefore consecration to the Ark was consecration to Christ.

I knew we were being held to account for our cities and our nation. God was not joking about this task and He did not want it looked upon as some light cause-celeb. It was life or death for the city and the nation. Happy clapping on a Sunday wouldn’t`t do it. Warfare was needed. True and genuine and sustained spiritual warfare with great wisdom and the leading of the Holy Spirit. When He says its time to camp then its time to camp. But when He says its time to beat your ploughshares into swords then its time to fight. The key is to hear Him and obey.

I began to see that the Ark was Christ and the life of Christ. It was holy and sacred. It was His Spirit. It was His wisdom and His justice. It was His Kingdom and His Order. It was powerful and it carried the law. Jesus said that He was the fulfillment of the law. He did not do away with the law but fulfilled it. He ushered in the grace of God. It was the time of His grace. He would extend His grace to whoever He chose. Churches may want to control who they let in but Gods grace would be extended to all and His Kingdom was wider. I began to think about the angel that appeared to the shepherds. He said it was good news for all people that the Saviour had been born.

Suddenly it was as if the Ark meant all things. It was Divine Order. It was the fullness of Christ. Touching absolutely everything. Its impact would be truly deep. In time it would completely alter the structures of our society. It would solve the great and deepest problems of our nation. The Ark would tear down and re-build the very foundations It would rip out the old foundations and lay new ones. It was as though its influence had been here once, in part, but now I began to see it ebbing away. I could only see pockets of hope. In the vision I was shown the island of Great Britain but wondered whether we were winning the deeper battles. The Holy Spirit said to me “Who will carry the Ark?” and my immediate response was “I will”. Then the Holy Spirit showed me that the heart was everything and that the Lord was looking on the heart. To a church which thrived on professionalism and those who communicate well, who trusted in their educations etc. I could see that all this was largely missing the point. The key thing was desire and hunger and brokenness before God. We needed the very Person of Christ through the Holy Spirit; the very Presence of God to be with us. We needed to truly welcome Him and embrace Him. I was aware that many churches said that they welcomed Him but actually only invited Him as a passenger whilst they actually decided their course. But if He was truly the source of the Arks power then we needed Him to fill our nation and our cities with His Presence. We had to collectively call on Him to come and we had to repent of our ways. We had to have the fullness of the Presence and everything that went with it. We had to position ourselves to receive the Ark and be ready to receive. We had to be participants in the process. We had to prepare ourselves.

Amen Allan, you write………………..

“And where are the people who are mourning for the Ark? How easy it is to just carry on without it.”

Brother, do you know that as the Lord hung outside of the city , hung upon the cross, discarded and rejected and cried out ” It is finished,” that the veil of the temple was torn from top to bottom, I know you know that. Yet what was the point of that? Why was the Holy of Holy’s revealed and what was revealed? It was revealed that that the Ark was not there, no the presence of God was not in the midst of the temple of God where it was supposed to be , the presence of God hung on a tree for all who had eyes to see. The Ark, it is reckoned, had not been in the Temple for over over 500 years. So what had taken place for all these years? All the religious activity, all the sacrificing , all the feast days. When the High Priests went behind the veil every year, what were they doing? It was a mockery,and it was a mockery that God judged and not one stone was left unturned as this temple was judged. And before it was destroyed the Roman emperor inisted on being the first to enter this room, and he famously asked ” what was all the fuss about an empty room.” Everything outside of the presence of God is without meaning. The church goes on without His presence because that is what an institution does. If they sought Him with all of their hearts, would He not come? Yes He would. If they suspended all of their activities and spent day and night crying out to Him with their whole hearts would He not come? Yes He would. Can they humble themsleves and admit total failure? Why that would mean the loss of reputaion and power and standing in the pulpit amongst men. Do they fear men rather than God?

God has His remnant brother and He has them scattered for now. He alone knows the time when they shall be gathered together……………………brother Frank

Hi Terry,

This vision is all about Jesus. There is no suggestion of worhipping an Ark or the Holy Spirit. This vision is about the presence of God. I am sorry that you once had a Charismatic woman preacher who was caught up in the Ark of the Covenant. This vision is soley about the missing presence of God, the ark is merely symbolic of that. That is why I started with a disclaimer :) God bless you Terry as you continue to worship Jesus..........brother Frank

That was a sobering message brother, I received the entire word.

I noticed that the Ark was on the street and in the air, but it was not in the Churches. Christ sacrifice was without the city, on the outside of the Church. The four walls have made us greedy pigs and we expect sinners to come to us, but the Ark is on the street calling to us to come to the sinner. Come to the Ark.

I immediately saw that the Ark is the Spirit of Christ or the Holy Spirit and I couldn't help but think of another vision that a great evangelist had concerning similar things that your cousin had, his name was Tommy Hicks. But your kin spoke of much more details to which I long for.

Though battle weary, the longing for the kingdom of God and the power to be demonstrated is constantly reminding me that it's worth it all, hang in there hope is coming.

But he is right when he wrote that nothing is more important than the presence of God. We...I must want Him more than anything else in this world.

I wonder if that is what Jesus meant when He said of Mary, "she hath found the best part", sitting in His presence listening to Jesus.

I just remembered the dream that I had months ago concerning the presence of God. It was so real. The rain was so heavy that all "works" stopped, man could not go any further. The rich, poor, famous and infamous were all affected. When Jesus entered in, the chore of trying to get people saved ceased, people just melted where they were. In my dream, do you know what drove the presence away?

People started debating, arguing back and forth. When He left, no one knew He left, even I didn't see it at first until I saw Him outside.

Brother Frank, I only mentioned a little of my dream only to compliment your cousins, It's not my intention to draw away from the original theme.

Thanks for sharing, very sobering.

"That was a sobering message brother, I received the entire word"

Praise the Lord brother. I enjoyed reading your observations and hearing about your dream, I believe it is right on. I posted the second part of the vision on my website. I think it will be three parts, but maybe four. It is certainly all about the presence of God and I think as you read on you will see that it ties into your dream as well brother, I believe that is because the Spirit is speaking to His children. I also posted it on on Andrew Stroms site and there have been many insightful replies.............brother Frank

Hi Elizabeth,

Here is part two.......................

Suddenly the nation seemed barren and devoid of God without this Ark. It was all meaningless and I could feel it. I could feel the bareness in the spirit realm. It was like life was seeping out of its spirit. Then I knew that the city and the nation was a living force and its life was dying and this was ultimately connected to turning away from Christ. The peoples were making wrong choices and forces were at work at higher levels to kill the spiritual life. I began to see swirling dark gusts of wind in the air around the street. These moved and were just above the heads of the peoples as they went about business. It was almost as if these were directing the peoples and influencing their movements. I felt like stopping people in the street as I walked about and saying to them; “Look, forget that….forget what you are doing…..we have to make sure this Ark gets here. It’s going to change everything. What we are facing is death. This Ark is life and its our future”. But they were lost in materialism and the affairs of their own lives and I became aware that I was in a battle with the forces controlling them. They were blinded. This message was like something burning inside me that had to be shared still. I was looking for those who would join the fight to bring back the Ark. Those who would be fully committed to it. Those that would put the Ark first above their own ambitions and agendas. I knew by now in my spirit that there was a level of sacrifice involved in this that would mean laying down everything.

Then amongst the crowd I began to see people with red marks on their foreheads. They were highlighted to me amongst the masses. The red on their foreheads seemed to draw me and call out to me. It was like a dash of red paint but then I was made aware that these were people marked by the Lord. These were the redeemed ones and they were marked by His blood. It was this blood that was calling me in the spirit. I remember thinking in my heart that this was good news. I would go to these ones and tell them about what I had seen and to try to make them aware of the work that we needed to do. I scrambled through the crowds to get to some of them amongst the masses. Amidst the large busy crowds there were a number of them and as my head turned I caught glimpses of them as they went into shops and walked about. I selected out one and ran up to him and tried to explain very quickly what I had seen and what we had to do. It was concise . It lay down the cards clearly. I knew that something war-like was being stirred up in me and that this fire had to be met with fire. It should have evoked a response and yet from this one it got none. I was dumbfounded. He seemed to prefer to just go about his life and mind his own business. This passivity frustrated me.

Then I saw a couple also with the mark on them so I ran to them hoping for a different response. I told them the same thing and naively remember thinking that they would accept my words and take up the challenge. The woman just waited and then simply said “The Lord has given this to you but its not for us”. I remember thinking that this sounded like some kind of rehearsed statement which seemed to be an excuse. I remember thinking in my mind “These people see something distasteful in the concept of fighting for something”. It was as if they had been programmed this way. But what had programmed them like this? I wondered if they had slipped into the comforts of church life and even considered that perhaps the existing church was partly responsible. I began to see the need for a new church. I wondered if there were those in the churches at the moment that felt like this also?

Perhaps new blood or a new breed had to emerge? I felt I would like to be one of the new breed. I remember being shocked at this couples spirit. What people say with their mouths is one thing and what you read in their spirit is another. I could read their spirits even aside from their words. It became like a living book in front of my eyes. They were essentially comfortable and settled with the status quo. I wondered whether, even though they carried the mark of Jesus on them and were born-again, that they too were being swayed by the powers around them. They too were being blinded by the powers of this world and swayed by them. Were they just happy to go to church and convince themselves they were different from the masses and yet were being controlled by the same demonic forces? Lured by comfort and the desires of the flesh or perhaps being conformed by their church structures and patterns. There seem to be no lion in them. Nothing warrior like was in them.

As I thought these things I saw Jesus on the cross and a spear striking His side. It cut through His flesh but by this time the water and blood had been separated. Then the Lord spoke to me and said “By this time my earthly body was truly dead.” I knew He was revealing this question to me. Was His Body now in the earth as represented by His church truly dead? Dead to the things of this world? Dead to the patterns of the flesh? Dead to its works? Dead to offence? Dead to everything of the flesh nature? Was I? Clearly I was not but I knew in my heart I wanted to be. I ran to others with the mark as I did not want to give up seeking those that would want to bring back the Ark. By now I was well aware that this was a deep call. Many would see it as a novel pursuit. I envisioned young people who would add zeal and endeavour and see the Ark as a noble cause. They might rally to the call initially. But who would stay the course and work through all the issues that might arise along the journey? I now saw this as a great quest. It was a life’s work. It was the great and fundamental cause of the time. It transcended everything. I thought of how much time we were wasting in our lives with trivial things when God was calling out to us and pleading with us to bring back the Ark. To bring back His Presence.

It was as if I had found my purpose in life. The Ark would only serve to lift up the name of Jesus. This is what the Presence of the Ark would do. The people of God would subdue their enemies and claim back their cities and nations with the Ark in their midst. But as I ran to others who had the mark of the blood I kept getting the same half hearted responses. Many knew the language of the Ark, they agreed with the need for the Ark and yet their level of commitment was so indecisive and shallow. It was as if they were happy to talk the language and surround themselves with the language and yet when the deeper questions were being asked they backed off. I wondered whether I should have tempered my words. Should I not speak so much of sacrifice and commitment? Had these become unfashionable words to those with the mark? Not commitment to a church or loyalty to a particular group of leader but to the wider and deeper cause. I thought “no”. I should speak as I had. With passion and from the heart and as led by the Holy Spirit. I told myself that I was not the problem. I had seen what I had seen and spoken as I was directed. It was a lack of commitment and sacrifice that I was exposing. I began to wonder where this army would come from. Where would the army of the Ark rise from? I wondered how many others with the mark of Jesus had gone astray in their hearts. I prayed that I had not. I examined myself.

I felt so angry with these people and was so discouraged that I fell on my knees and hung my head. I knew something in me had been activated. It had stirred me and I naively thought it would stir others too. But it hadn’t’t. I thought of all the talk that went on in churches and yet when it came to the critical thing, people seemed to be backing out. I wondered if they realized the depth of this thing and how critical it was? Whether to some it had just become like a game. Whether it was actually about the Kingdom of God to them or just about where they went on a Sunday. A place to leave their kids and hear a reassuring word. For others an arena for attention, to make a name for themselves and become the church celebrity. It all went through my head like a rush and I became so disillusioned. The blood and the water began to speak to me. I knew that this meant a separation. The water was a lighter substance than blood. I wondered whether there was now a separation going on in the Body of Christ? Was the Holy Spirit actually separating out some who would go to a deeper level in these days? A true army of consecrated disciples who would pay the price whatever the price.

As I did this I began to see all those who I had spoken with who had the mark of Jesus` blood on their forehead. I began to see their foreheads one by one in my vision as the mark of blood on their forehead changed. It transformed and the redness ebbed away and turned to water then just rolled down their foreheads. I had an assurance in my spirit that these ones still belonged to the Lord but when challenged with the deeper call they had shown their level of commitment to the cause. They had indeed made their choice. They may continue to speak the words of laying down their lives for the cause of the Presence, but they had not truly. The Holy Spirit revealed to me that the water was symbolic of their commitment. It had not been added by Him but it was something that had come from them as humans which watered down the blood. They had not lost the mark of the blood but now something in them had been added to it which spoke of the level of commitment. I now saw that the Ark was vital to the Kingdom of God. It spoke of bringing His Kingdom. Many may see this as some kind of fun venture especially in charismatic circles where people are so easily swayed by emotionalism and fleshly hype. I wondered how many would be willing to lay down their lives? I questioned what the western church was producing? Mere fans of Christianity? I thought of brothers and sisters around the world who were probably, this day, dying for their commitment to the Ark. The “cruise ship”, self indulgent Christianity began to sicken me.

I decided to get up and continue looking for those who would join me, trying not to lose heart in it all and telling myself that I would find some who would receive this message. Then the Holy Spirit spoke to me and brought me to a halt as He said “There are others…..there is a remnant I have preserved…..but some are still to come in. These ones will be vital to the battle”. The revelation then hit me that there was a new church out there and the first fruits of it were coming forth. These ones were yet to come into the Kingdom. I knew that these would be a militant breed with the Kingdom of God set in their hearts. They were fixed on doing great things and would not want to be contained by church structures and systems. I began to see them rise up in a vision like an army. I saw armour being added to them with great haste as each individual part as described in Ephesians flew through the air and attach itself to them as if being divinely magnetized to each person. They were so focused and intent in their purpose. These were a Kingdom people and not a “church” people. They had a wider perspective than purely what was going on in individual churches. I then felt great hope rise up within me that these would be the salvation of the church as it now was. The “last days” warriors who would not be brought down to the level of church politics, personality battles and position seeking.

I suddenly became deeply aware that the Holy Spirit wanted to break the power of competition both within and between churches. At that moment I saw a man who the Holy Spirit revealed to me was a church leader. He seemed taken aback by the rising army and I got the sense that he felt threatened by the uprising. His human instincts to contain and control were being challenged. Then a large eagle flew down and landed on his shoulder. It was like an American bald-eagle with a white head. It was so majestic and an awesome sight. The presence the eagle carried was true authority and wisdom. I was aware that he was a prophet and represented the true prophetic word. He whispered into the ear of the man “Embrace them. Do not be afraid of them. Welcome them. You will know the ones by their hearts. They will have hearts for My Kingdom”.

Years ago God spoke into my mind these words.......Do not commit yourself to a church or an organization. But commit yourself to Christ.......These visions are confirming those words.

Blaine

I believe that these visions are about pursuing God and His presence with our whole hearts. It certainly speaks to the condition, over-all, of the church in the West........brother Frank

Part three............

This is part three of a series of visions that my cousin had. We see below that the country of Great Britain is portrayed vividly as a dying man in his vision. I would extend that to the Western world. God is speaking to His servants all over the world in these days, and His message is the same. I pray that there will be ears to hear and eyes to see what the Spirit is telling and showing the remnant people……………………………

Clearly the approach to these ones was a critical strategic issue. Releasing them and not containing them was key. It would need the right balance. The inclination in the existing system would be to clone them or get them to conform to the way of things are as if this was right-way. I began to fear that the existing way of things would sanitize and seek to quash their violence for the Kingdom. To subdue it instead of harness is and channel it. The Body had to embrace it as a two-way relationship instead of just thinking; what we need to do now is get them on an Alpha course and get them to fit in. The Body had to learn from them. In their vision, their determination, their faith, their outlook, their resolve, their willingness to fight and die for the cause. These would be warriors and I feared that “church” people would just want to get them in the band. These would have the spirit of the lion in them. To tear at the powers of darkness and put Satan under their feet. They would be radical. What they would bring to the battle would not be measured in how many Bible verses they knew or whether their daddy was a well known preacher.

These ones would not want to “fit in” to a “church” way of things. They would want to be chandelle into Kingdom bringers and city-takers; but would there be any to meet them in the existing churches? Or just a group of “nice” folks. I began to raise that this is what I had met on the streets in my frantic run-around; nice folk but not distinct. Devoid of any great vision. Whilst the attitudes and behaviour and even the former lives of the rising army may cause offence and rejection within the Body, these people were critical to the cause of brining back the Ark. The tone of the eagle was so reassuring and yet authoritative. I thought of what it must be like to be church leader and have to think of so many issues in these days. How it would be challenging to know what God was doing. The bigger picture in it all and plotting the right course. What he said next sounded like a loving father speaking to his very own beloved child who was aware of the challenges his son faced and also knew his heart as he said “Do not fear. Learn to live by the wind of My Spirit”.

Then it I was though I was taken away as I saw this very thin and frail man as he lay on a hospital bed. I thought “What’s going on? Where am I?” I was in a room. A private room with a single bed and this sick and dying man in it. There was a sign above his bed saying “Nil by mouth.” I did not want to be there and I did not want it to be my responsibility. I felt helpless and vulnerable and without any power to do anything as he lay there. He was breathing deeply and clearly in chronic pain. It began to overwhelm me that this man was about to enter into eternity. The vastness of eternity opened up to me. I felt frightened for this man and wanted with all my heart to do something to help. The worst thing was that he began to reach out to me. He was so weak and feeble but he was summoning his last strength to reach to me. All these tubes and lines and things were attached to him. Machines at his bedside making sounds, some of which must have been ventilators as he was gasping for breathe all the time. I wanted to call for a nurse or doctor and get out of there as it was too distressing. But then this voice said “You can’t call anyone. He is your responsibility. There is no one else to call. You are the church. You are the answer. You are the cure”. Then I grabbed for the report at the bottom of the bed. Next to the patients name it said “The nation of Great Britain” but someone had inserted the words “not so” and so it now read; THE NATION OF NOT SO GREAT BRITAIN. The notes were hard to read but I could make out the words “Condition; CRITICAL”.

He represented my nation and he was full of pain. I could see the demonic intent of the cancer taking his life. It lived and had teeth and it had intent. It would take him and drag him away. I knew that they would soon come for him. There were those assigned to come. I could feel their presence enter as they began to wait at his bedside. They were assigned to take his spirit and drag it away. They laughed and chattered to one another as they waited expectantly. We were now waiting and I could feel death approaching. The others had paved the way and come first but now we awaited the entrance of the very spirit of Death himself. I knew he was going to enter and he was going to come and touch the forehead of the man. I just knew in my spirit like a premonition that he was going to mark his forehead with his fingerprint and say “This one is now mine”. I began to see ahead as his fingerprint left its mark on his forehead as my minds eye flashed-forward. This man needed salvation. I began to panic and plead with the Lord as time was running out and I could feel the presence of Death coming closer. “Please don’t let him die…..don’t let our nation die. Don’t let its peoples be lost. Let me do something. What can I do?” I was now crying and deeply upset. It overwhelmed me and as I became ever more panic stricken with the feelings of desperation which then caused me to grab at the Lords garments and pull at them as if for my own life. I was like a crazy man and couldn’t believe I was so overtaken by it all as some deeper force overtook me. There was nothing else more important. Everything had come to this point.

As I looked at the man in his bed his face transformed before me. Suddenly a new face appeared virtually every second in his place. Some were young, some were old, some men, some were women, some were children and some were black, brown, white and all different colours. I knew these were all the people of Britain. Rich and poor. Some despised, downtrodden and rejected. Some hated by the world. The ones the church liked to forget and pretend weren’t there. I saw illnesses and diseases of all sorts. For some reason I began to think of Princess Diana and knew how she struck such a chord with the public. She went to the AIDS victims and the untouchables. She had revealed something in us as humanity. Here was royalty touching the untouchable. It was a thought which did not leave me. It pointed me to Jesus and knew it was revealed to me for this purpose. This is what Jesus did. He was royalty but moved in all the dimensions that the Holy Spirit willed for Him and led Him in. He was the warrior; war-like in his attitude and mission to do the works of His Father, He was the confronter of church systems, the political systems, he was the rebel against the order of things, he defied the conventions, he was a king and yet he went to the poor and despised and rejected, he knew what it meant to be despised and rejected himself. He was the healer and yet he suffered on the Cross. He knew pain and hurt. He knew a lonely death. He knew what it felt like when people ran and left him. He was betrayed by his friends and those closest to him. These were the people of this nation and I was aware of that Jesus loved them all. As their faces flashed before me there were so many of them my desperation increased. Every time I blinked there was a new one but then they were gone as a new face appeared. It was one thing seeing one man but now seeing all these others; all the peoples that were represented, it was rammed home to me. I could feel that these were the loved ones of people and that they were loved by God. The emotions ran through me like a rush. I can’t explain it but in that moment I knew I was merely a representative of the church; of the Body of Christ and this was for more than just me. I was in it, but it was bigger than just me.

I knew that I (the church) had to be all things to all people but didn’t even know what this meant. It had something to do with being willing to reach absolutely everyone and not just saying it but doing it. It needed a new church with a real change of heart and different attitudes. In utter desperation I asked the Lord “What can we do?” and knew I was asking not just for myself but for the church. He looked at me and said; “Bring back the Ark”. I said “Yes Lord. Wherever you put me I will make it my life to bring back this Ark”. The desperation inside me to see this Ark brought back filled me as if it was our life work to bring back this Ark to the world. As soon as I said this I saw myself knelt before the Lord as he appeared before me. He had white robes on and was so holy. I kneeled there before him with my head bowed down. I was dressed as myself in jeans and casual. I looked up and He handed me a knife and said; “Will you covenant yourself to the Ark?” and then solemnity of it all hit me. It was like a sacred ceremony. I knew that this was a life’s mission and I knew what it meant for me. It meant give yourself totally and completely to God and to bringing His Presence to the world. It meant everything and would take everything. The seriousness of this began to overtake me. Talk was alright but this was giving up your life. My life was not my own. I knew in His tone He was saying “Make a choice”. I wanted to tell other people but I felt this might be backing out. The Lord knew my thoughts and said to me “You are the church. Do not look to others. Make your choice”. I placed the knife and knew that it needed to be at my wrist in order to cut this covenant. I remember thinking of my blood flowing down onto the ground and then said to myself “I will do it. I am willing to give my life for this so that your Presence will come and your glory will be shown so that the name of Jesus will be lifted up.” I was so eager by now as I wanted to make a difference with everything within me and it came naturally to me. I wanted to see my blood flow. The blade was sharp and the metal was highly polished as I put it on my wrist and sliced. But it did not cut. I sliced again and harder but it still did not cut. I looked up at the Lord and I remember seeing his arm pointing in the sleeved robes He was wearing as He said “Look”.

Suddenly an image opened up to us at the side of where we were. Like a portal to another scene of something going on elsewhere. I saw a ram struggling furiously to get free of some kind of dry thorn bush. It was indeed an image of something happening somewhere else but was brought into our realm just for that time so I could see it. I know what a ram looks like and could see the large wooden thorns and dry wood wrapped around its wool. It kicked and struggled with its hooves. The Lord spoke and said “He has paid the price. You do not have to give your life in death but I have seen that you are willing. I have seen your heart” and then before me the words “30 pieces of silver” appeared directly between the horns of the ram on its head. They were not printed on its head but seemed to float there and moved as he moved his head. This was like a ransom on the head of the ram. The Lord spoke again and said; “This is the price that man gave for the Son of Man” and then I knew that the ram was Jesus. He was talking about himself and then said “This is the price you gave for me” and as he did I was aware of my own sin and responsibility. I felt unworthy that I had betrayed the Son of Man. “How could I ever be forgiven for this?” I thought as I began to weep. The deep grief overwhelmed me as I cried as another image opened up before us. This time it was the cross and I saw it standing there. It was like it was there for me and I looked at it as it stood alone and with blood on it. I began to see images of Jesus on the cross and the pain that He went through. The grief and sorrow I felt was uncontrollable and I couldn’t take anymore as I saw His body bruised and cut. And then the Lord said “This is the price that the Son of Man paid for man. This is the price I paid for you. Offer Me your life as a living sacrifice. It is not your own. Covenant yourself to Me. I am the Ark and the Ark is the fullness of Me. I am the Law and the fulfillment of the Law”. I wondered if the church would take this message on board. To be willing to die and yet at the same time be willing to live and give your life as a living sacrifice. How many would be truly prepared to do this at such a deep level? Not just say the words and then follow their own agendas but to live for Him. This was beyond just going to church and doing the routine religious stuff. I had decided in my heart what I wanted. The Lord then said “To live can be harder than to die”.

Hi Elizabeth,

My cousin lives in Lougher, in Wales, where the Welsh revial started. He is a town-planner but has not pursued his career. He has a burning passion for the Lord. I believe that his greatest struggle is finding fellowship. Christianity is Britian is in such dire straits, it is worse in Wales and Scotland than it is in England. Also, being misunderstood, or being " too serious,' are things that he could have heard. When God puts a fire in your bones, I do believe that you will suffer great rejection, it seems that this has always been so. He has not married, he is in his late thirties. Finding a Godly husband or wife is very difficult in Britian.............bro Frank

ps If you would like to ask him any questions directly , e-mail me appolus@aol.com and I will give you his e-mail.

"Do we not all need this fire in our bones?"

Yes sister, I believe that we do. This passion that comes from a divine encounter, this grand obsession and love of Jesus and our heavenly Father. Everything that we are, everything that we hope to accomplish flows from our passion for Him and His presence. What could the Isralites do without the presence of God? Would Moses even consider moving on without the Lord? He was a fire by night and a cloud by day, He was ever present in His tabernacle, He came down as shekinah glory, He was the Living heartbeat of His children, until He was not. To take the presence of God for granted is to lose the consious presence of God.

"Doesn't it It really speaks something about us today as being Christians..? ..For the lack of persecution?"

Yes it does sister, its because we are no threat to the enemies kingdom. Although I will say that Gods remnant people still suffer rejection in the west. They are marginalized by the sleeping majority who do not worship the Lord with their whole hearts.

Zec 7:12 Yea, they made their hearts as an adamant stone, lest they should hear the law, and the words which the LORD of hosts hath sent in his spirit by the former prophets: therefore came a great wrath from the LORD of hosts.

Mat 23:29 Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! because ye build the tombs of the prophets, and garnish the sepulchres of the righteous,
Mat 23:30 And say, If we had been in the days of our fathers, we would not have been partakers with them in the blood of the prophets.
Mat 23:31 Wherefore ye be witnesses unto yourselves, that ye are the children of them which killed the prophets.
Mat 23:32 Fill ye up then the measure of your fathers.
Mat 23:33 Ye serpents, ye generation of vipers, how can ye escape the damnation of hell?
Mat 23:34 Wherefore, behold, I send unto you prophets, and wise men, and scribes: and some of them ye shall kill and crucify; and some of them shall ye scourge in your synagogues, and persecute them from city to city:

What religious men do is honor the dead prophets, because they do not fear them because they are dead. They do fear the people though, and the people always know when one who speaks for the Lord has walked amongst them. Jesus was telling the Pharisees that they had the same spirit as their fathers before them. So, leaders today will honor men who spoke boldly for the Lord in times past, but the man of no reputation will be rejected by those to whom reputation and standing is everything.........brother Frank

Hi my Scottish brother, as you wish :) This is the fourth and final part, all are on my site.............bro Frank

Then I began to hear the words “In the fullness of time” over and over. I again began to think of my nation and the man I had seen in the bed. I thought of the grief and the pain that I had felt over the state of my homeland. It was so godless and materialistic and I wondered when God would move in power to save, heal, deliver and transform. I wanted to see a true and deep transformation from the foundations up. I asked the Lord “How will this ever happen?” The task seemed so vast and the church was so weak, ill equipped and poorly organised. To me it seemed somewhat self-indulgent also. Then I became aware that there would be a movement of the Holy Spirit in this land and it would happen in the fullness of time.

It was just revealed to be in that instant. Throughout all this I knew that whatever I needed to know would be revealed to me as and when I needed it to be. I asked the Lord again “How can it be done?” and I knew I was asking on behalf of the church. The Lord answered and His answer broke me further. He said “My Spirit will come upon you and the power of the Most High will overshadow you”. Then I knew how it would be conceived and how it would be birthed and I knew we must honour and revere and worship the Lord Jesus.. It was the Presence of the Lord Himself that had come upon Mary. This was the strategy for the whole of her mission and not just her pregnancy. What an example of true submission to the will of God she was to us. True submission to his plans and his divine strategy and not her own. I thought how critical it was more then ever to seek and know the Lords strategy in these days. It seemed to me we should be calling on Him for it. We, as God’s people, also had our part to play in this. There was a plan which God revealed and there were actions in obedience to hearing the voice of God in it all. The Presence of the Spirit of the Lord and the Power of the Most High. Jesus Himself was anointed for His ministry I knew that this anointing would be needed by the last days church. The anointing of power of the Holy Spirit.

We could learn from Mary, the Lord’s earthly mother. I was aware that he was talking of her simple acceptance of the Lords will and that she was a willing vessel for His life. I was aware that she had a choice and that she could have said no to the Lord when the angel appeared to her with her mission and calling. In receiving His Power and fullness we had to be totally willing and obedient. Mary had given up her plans for her life. I thought of how she could have had just a nice quiet life in the village and see herself though to old age. But she gave her life to the call of God ; as a vessel to bring the glory of God into the world in the person of Jesus. She had been an ark. She had carried the glory and the glory was birthed through her. She had thrown her life willingly into turmoil and uncertainty. She had risked her life and lived like a fugitive to see the Presence of God birthed into the world. She had fought through. She was such a young girl but showed such maturity and faith and I heard her words “Be it to me according to what you have said”. Then the Lord said to me. “Encourage my people. Lift up the arms of those who are weary in battle and tell them what I have said. It will come to pass but you must bring back the Ark. This is your part. You must desire My Presence above all else. You must call out for My Presence as never before. There are dark days that will come upon your land but be assured that I am at work. Know that I look to you My people. You are My Body.”. Then I knew that I had to tell leaders and the Body of Christ that He has not forgotten this land. He has not left this nation even though this nation had clearly left Him. He wanted His Presence to come back and it was His people that would bring it back.

I curled up like a ball on the floor in worship . I knew that Jesus must have the pre-eminence. Not just say the words but to truly welcome Him and let Him have His way. Now I saw His Supreme power and His mission. He became more than just my friend. He became this awesome force with intellect and a great and mighty plan and strategy. I knew we had to hear and know His strategy. We had to seek Him for every part of it. We had to welcome Him and honour Him and hear from Him as never before. It was a time to hear His plans and not follow our own will. Bringing His Presence, bringing back the Ark was vital to the life of the nation. Everything relating to the Ark; its life and power, its healing and restorative properties, its holiness and radiance, its divine influence, its glory; was wrapped up in the Person of the Holy Spirit. Then the Lord said “Welcome My Spirit. Welcome Him My people and welcome Him with ALL your hearts. He will build My church”.

Then I was again aware that Mary had said that it would be done according to His will and this was the key. Were we really following His way of things? Were we really calling on Him in repentance? Or were we just looking to Him to be blessed and treating Him as a passenger while we drove the car? I was aware that many churches would claim to be hearing from Him and yet this very often actually meant that they had decided what they wanted and their course and were not really hearing from Him. To actually truly hear from Him and do what He was saying was the key thing. The church had to do things His way and to hear from Him as to what to do. It was His will and He wanted to build; that was the key thing. I thought how the baby and what would be birthed would be deformed if we didn’t get His heart in it all. Surely the Lord would not allow the baby to be birthed until we were ready. Then I knew it was critical and incumbent upon us to be in step with the Holy Spirit. I thought whatever is going to be birthed has to be just like His Son. When Mary was obedient and did her part and waited and made herself available the results were worth it. All the pain that she had gone through. I thought about how she had moved around and was in danger for her life at times during the pregnancy but that the Holy Spirit was with her and led her all the way. What an example she was to us.

I was taken back to the dying man and then suddenly the Ark appeared and its radiance caused the demonic beings who had come for him to flee. The walls of the rooms disappeared as the glow of the Ark filled the place. It seemed to transcend all dimensions and cut across time and space in that moment. The dark forces simply could not stand in its presence. They screamed and recoiled and lifted their darkened arms to cover their faces from its presence. But I was able to stand in the Presence of the Ark and felt such authority. It was as if this Ark belonged to me. I was a Son of the Living God and it was mine by rights. I knew I was in the place of the church; the Body of Christ. It wasn’t just me but this was bigger than me. I was just symbolic of something deeper. This was the whole Body of Christ. It was all of us. I did not feel unworthy of the Ark in any way. I knew that I had been made worthy and been made ready. The lid of the box opened and I could see inside it was filled to the brim was something like water but with light emanating from it. As soon as the lid was removed this light filled the place. Then the Holy Spirit said to me “Take of the waters”. So I cupped my hands and dipped it into the waters. As I made contact with the waters my body was transformed. The radiance moved up my arms and then enveloped my whole body until I was bathed in this bubble of light. I gave the dying man a sip of the water and watched as his sick and dying features transformed before me until he became healthy and radiant and was able to jump up from the bed. Life had returned to him. It was a life transformed by the power of the Ark but it was more than one life. He was so full of joy at his healing and radiance surrounded him. He had looked so old but now he was so young and vigorous and full of life.

He represented my nation. The peoples of my nation. The lost and the sick, the poor and the dying. Peoples of all races. He represented every problem and every worry and concern of the peoples of this nation. He was the dying and decaying systems and structures that man had built that had been crumbling. The atmosphere of gloom and death had left the room and I knew that the balance of power had now shifted in the spirit realm as the words of what I only knew to be a Dylan Thomas poem now resounded in my ears over and over. It came with force and power “And death shall have no dominion……and death shall have no dominion”. He was alive again. He was born-again and given new hope and a new destiny. He was now destined to prosper. To live again. He was like George Bailey at the end of “It’s a Wonderful Life”. He grabbed me with both hands on either side of my arms at the top near my shoulder and he looked at me with tears flowing from his now bright and penetrating eyes and said “We have been waiting for you to come. We knew you would. We knew you would not leave us. We knew you would find the way to us. We knew you would not fail. We knew that you would be raised up at the last hour and that you would come to us”. As he did this my form was transformed. I came outside myself and viewed myself changing as an onlooker. As he had transformed into many people in the blinking of an eye to represent all people I now became people I recognized as Christians. Every time I blinked there was someone else there. The first ones I recognized but as the each new person appeared I began to lose track of who they were. They were all colours, sexes and sizes and I knew these were the redeemed of the Lord. His church. The ones He was working through. It was not about me but about His Body and His Church together as one.

Then the Lord said to me;

“Tell my people; covenant yourselves to the Ark. Give your lives daily to bringing back the Ark. Desire the Ark. Yearn for the Ark. Seek the Ark. Ask for the Ark. Pray for the Ark. . Without me you can do nothing. I am the Ark. The Ark is me. The Ark is my Presence. Get down on your knees and call out to me for My Presence above all else. It will change your lives, it will change your towns and your cities, it will transform your young and your old. It will give back life. It will give back abundance and fruitfulness. It will bring back glory and honour to my Name. It has the power to change and make all things new. You will have Me when you seek Me with all your heart. Put aside your distractions and your worldly endeavours and call out in desperation for Me. You have not yet begun to call out for me but are still distracted by the affairs of this world and your own pursuits when your nation lies in ruins before you. My eyes look throughout the land to see whose hearts are fully committed. I see to the very heart and I know those who are half hearted in this pursuit. Some are putting no heart into it at all but save their hearts and their passion for things which mean nothing in My eyes. I see the hearts that are prideful and the hearts that are hardened. The Ark is for the lost and the ones I love who are not yet with you. I have prepared a banquet for them; for all of them. You will not choose but I will choose those who will banquet with you. You must seek the Ark. You must call out for Me as never before. The hour is late and the thief comes shortly but behold I will come and I will come sooner than you think. As you wait you must do your part. For it is in bringing back the Ark that my church will be raised up and you will be made ready to be the Bride whom I will receive”.