Jacob became Israel, Israel became Esau

The Father was showing many things today about the birthright of Esau so easily thrown away by him. He showed Jacob who wrestled with an angel, saying, "I will not let you go until you bless me". Jacob fighting to hold on, and Esau throwing down his birthright for nothing, just a bowl of lentils. Then the Father showed me Israel throwing down its birthright as easily as did Esau. That birthright was Jesus, the beating heart of the Father, the Reconciliation of Israel and of the whole world. Jacob would not let go of heaven, but Esau saw nothing of heaven, and had his head down to the earth all his life.

And then the Father said: "Jacob became Israel, and Israel became Esau".

Israel must come to the Reconciliation of the Father, lifting up its head to heaven and receiving the birthright given, Jesus the Messiah, who is the third bread taken away and hidden and then returned. (The third bread is one of the three pieces of unleavened bread in the Passover Sedar, which was broken and hidden and brought back at the end of the meal, according to Jewish tradition.)

Testimony of a Survivor of the Rwanda Genocide

When the attacks started, along with my father and some other men, I escaped to the mountains of Bisesero and Kirongi where we could fight back. We resisted the militia, so they sent the presidential guard. It was hard, but we were really motivated to resist, hoping that some of us might survive. They used heavy ammunition, grenades and rockets. We used stones, arrows and sticks. We'd mix with them, hit them with rocks, tackle them with their guns. Then they would be ordered to move back to re-organise. By the end, official figures say that 85,000 people were killed there, but I think there were 160,000 or 175,000. I come from a big family - 188 people descended from my grandfather. But by the time the French arrived, they had all died except me and my uncle.
I returned to my neighbourhood in the valley of the Kirongi Mountain, but an attack group found me. I asked them why they were going to kill me when I had never wronged them, when in fact I had lived in harmony with them and their children. They told me to ask God because He was the one who created Tutsi and had abandoned them. I knew they were going to kill me. I had seen death and was no longer scared. I asked them to let me pray, and they agreed. While I was praying, they started complaining that my prayer was taking too long and they needed to go somewhere else to find people to kill. They hit me on the head with a club. I fell down unconscious and don't know when they hacked me, but I have four machete scars on my head. For four days I lay there unconscious. I woke up after a dream about being killed. I decided to go to Kibuye town. I would go to the hospital and they would either kill me or treat me. I was really looking for a place for a nicer death. It took me two days.
When I got there, a crowd started to beat me. They asked me why I had come there, and I said, "To be healed or killed, one of the two." One woman stood out and shielded me. She took me inside the hospital and treated me. She gave me antibiotics, washed me, fed me and even gave me clothes because what I was wearing was very dirty. I'd been wearing those clothes since 8 April. She also hired Interahamwe to protect me. She paid them not to kill me. I spent the entire month of June in the hospital. When the Interahamwe went out to kill elsewhere, they used to leave a notice saying that, if they found me dead when they came back, it would be best if my killer was dead as well before they got there. Those were the terms on which I survived, while other people at the hospital were being killed on a daily basis, especially the many girls who had survived at the stadium and were kept to be raped.
The nurse who saved me is still alive today. Sometimes I visit her. I feel overwhelmed by all she did for me. I have nothing to give her in return. She didn't even know me when she saved me. She just saw people torturing me and made a decision on her own to rescue me. So I put that lady in a category of humane people with a true human heart. When I'm in Kibuye, I feel very sad; it's immeasurable. Even though I was lucky to survive, it's still a problem because I cannot forget it. From the first day, I saw people dying bad deaths for no reason. Those scenes frequently replay in my head like a film. It's all kept somewhere in my head. Wherever I go in this world, I will not forget Kibuye. I had a good life and a bad life there; I lost all those people, but it still remains my home. It is a marked place inside of me.

Please read the blog entry dated February 6, 2007: Yours Once Again. See how true it is in the face of this testimony. The Father is moving to bring help and hope to those who cannot forget, and carry deep wounds inside and out. I had never read the testimony of this survivor it's very hard to get them to talk about the genocide, but the Holy Spirit showed the state of the survivors and He was right.

Join With Heaven

This morning, Jordan Cooper the nine year old son of Doug and Therese Cooper of OJP had to be taken to the doctor for a recurring problem with his lungs not having enough oxygen. Jordan is a wonderful child who has a gift from the Father, to pray for the sick and the Father has healed many using Jordan's gift. Jordan will recover and his sympathy and empathy for the sick will deepen, and we thank you for your prayers for him. So as we were dealing with this I suddenly saw something significant in the heavenlies.

I saw a group of people walking together towards the Cloud of Witnesses. I looked at the Father and He said: "They are those who were in hell, and were led out by Jesus Himself when He went there to show them the freedom He had brought them through His blood."

I saw that they were known, that they had names and that their experience in hell and the stunning sight of Jesus come to them in hell to free them made them care deeply about the state of mankind, the suffering and captivity that sin and evil bring. These who went from hell to heaven following Jesus will add this power of empathy to the voices of the Cloud of Witnesses. As the Father moves to prepare the world for the return of Jesus, He calls on all who have been to the Cross to join with Heaven and care about the darkness and those lost who must be found.

Thank You Father, in Jesus' name for Your love.

Commentary from Char Tierney about JOIN WITH HEAVEN

"A LIVING PRAYER"

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A Living Prayer

In this world I walk alone with no place to call my home
But there's One who holds my hand
The rugged road through barren lands
The way is dark, the road is steep
But He's become my eyes to see
The strength to climb, my griefs to bear
This Savior lives inside me there
In Your love I find release
A haven from my unbelief
Take my life and let me be
A living prayer my God to thee
In these trials of life I find
Another Voice inside my mind
He comforts me and bids me live
Inside the love the Father gives
In Your love I find release
A haven from my unbelief
Take my life and let me be
A living prayer my God to thee
Take my life and let me be
A living prayer my God to thee

Temple to Temple

A friend of mine was troubled about something the other day, and told me about it. As I was listening, I saw the Father come close. He laid His head against hers, His temple next to her temple. And I saw how the temple is not as protected as the rest of the skull, how a pulse can be seen beating there, so I saw two temples together, His and hers beating with the same pulse.

Again and again, the Father wants to show us His love for us. He comes and lays His head next to ours, listening, feeling our pulse beat together with His. When troubles are great, when darkness comes, so does the Father come to be close to us, heart to heart, temple to temple.

Pastor steals church from his flock - Crime & Punishment - MSNBC.com

Pastor steals church from his flock - Crime & Punishment - MSNBC.com
This is not an isolated incident, all over the world are pastors without love, as the Holy Spirit showed in the prophecy called, PASTORS OF UNBELIEF. The reason for the pictures of Jesus, and The Passion of the Christ, says the Father, is to lift up Jesus, where the fallen church has failed. The religiosity and lack of love has turned many away from Jesus because they think He is like them, when in truth there is no relationship between Jesus and the fallen shallow church. The true hallmark of the Body of Christ, is love. And the Bride always lifts up the Bridegroom because of love. This pastor is just the tip of the iceberg.

Pastor steals church from his flock - Crime & Punishment - MSNBC.com

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PASTORS OF UNBELIEF

You are the pastors of unbelief. Your story is simple. One day, you decided to be a Christian. No problem. You slipped salvation on as easily as a new jacket. Nice fit, it felt good. Now you were spiritual. Repentance? You said you were sorry, didn't you? You never went to the bloody ground where the Cross is, and laid down under the weight of your own sin, ugly and wicked, and wept at what you did to Him, wept at the sight of His innocent blood you took from Him. Why should you? You are wearing your new jacket. You never think of your sin and how it tortured Jesus, and how undeserving you are of that sacrifice. That is why we never hear you talk of how much you love Him, how you wait every moment for Him, and speak of Him always with your cup overflowing with love. No, we hear a lot of Scriptures from you though; you quote them often.

Then you decided to be a "pastor". That sounded nice. You could have some power, and so you picked up a Bible, and you said, "I'm intelligent, I can memorize this" and so you did. And with your natural mind, you memorized passages that pleased you. And this impressed you. So now, with your Bible in hand, and your hard, barren heart, you went out and said to the world, "I represent Jesus and now I think I'll have a church". So you got people to believe that you are from Jesus, and you got a church without hearing from Him, which you run without trusting Him for the needs, or caring for those under your care. No, with your Scriptures you judge those who are weaker than you, put burdens on those who are sick, saying they are without faith, and condemn those who take issue with your lack of love. You lead a flock of bruised reeds. From the barren tree, comes barren fruit. A generation has sprung up out of the desolate ground of unbelief, a generation of "pastors" who have never been to the Cross, and never wept a single tear for the One who died in their place.

Therefore this is what the LORD, the God of Israel, says to the shepherds who tend my people: "Because you have scattered my flock and driven them away and have not bestowed care on them, I will bestow punishment on you for the evil you have done," declares the LORD. Jeremiah 23:2

The Call is Sounding

There is a verse in the song Scarborough Fair that says: "The generals they order their soldiers to kill, for a cause they'd long ago forgotten". And I saw how this is true with the enemy and all who fell with him. Satan is a liar from the beginning. That means that he was not deceived but himself pursued the power of evil. No one spoke lies to him, no one persuaded and seduced him.

He wanted power independent from the Father whom he had begun to judge. He judged the Father when the Father wanted him to help him with mankind, from the beginning. All this is spoken of in these blogs. Satan wanted all the angels to turn against the Father, instead, he was thrown out of Heaven. All who fell with him were Lucifer and the third of the angels with Lucifer who believed the lies about the Father. But all they had once walked in paths of light, in Heaven's scenes of peace. They knew love, because they as we, were made by Love itself, and in Love's image. The lies which caused their fall, are long ago forgotten. Now their existence is just darkness, violence, scheming and conspiring to do harm against everything, a meaningless life with no real cause and purpose. Those scenes of Heaven are faded and lost long ago under the unending rage of hate and lies. They live in a nightmare dreamscape, killing, harming, destroying, hating and hurting with no relationship to who they once were.

But I know that I was fallen like they, giving way to self, giving way to things not loving, not caring. I know that the Father gave the most important part of Himself, Jesus, His beating heart for me to be rescued and found again. I know He held nothing back to have all His children brought back to His heart, including those in the spiritual realm once called angels. All of us are fallen, we and they, but we can return to the Father who stands on the roadway waiting for us to start our lives again with the slate wiped clean by Jesus' blood and sacrifice We'll do it right this time. The call is sounding for all to hear:

Come to Me, come to Me, come to Me, I will answer your cry.

Don't waste any more of your life in darkness, come to the Light and He will be there to help you and to answer you.

Yours, Once Again

Just today, I saw a packet sent from our beloved friend, Pastor Jean in Rwanda. The packet contained many pictures of his children, that he so obviously loves...drawings that the children made for our children here, and postcards for each of us. As I was enjoying all these wonderful things, I saw the pictures on the front of the postcards, which were all of places in Rwanda. The pictures were beautiful, green mountains in the background, flowers and green and trees and flowing streams. I commented on the beauty of Rwanda and of the saying that God made Rwanda so beautiful that at night when His travels in the earth are done, He comes to sleep in Rwanda.

Just at that moment into my thoughts came another thought: What did this place look like in 1994 when the genocide in Rwanda happened? The thought just came crashing in, and I looked at the postcards again and I saw ghostly images of the dead all around the ground. I don't know if that happened in that particular place or not during that 100 days in April, but some of the one million murdered might have been there.

It was a shock to be looking at beauty one moment, and then see that beauty turn into a scene of horror. This is the work of the enemy. He is a destroyer of all things made and loved by the Creator, and he had his way in Rwanda for 100 days, and achieved utter violence and vast murder before the Father stopped him. And so I thought about the people there now, having survived that 100 days of Satan, and I knew that what I experienced being shocked while looking at the postcards, the people of Rwanda live with, every day.

They themselves have tried to move on, and build their lives again. They don't think about the genocide if they can avoid it, but evil leaves its mark and imprint. As they go from day to day, living and going to the market, here or there, they remember those dead murdered bodies. Was it there by that building at which you shop that you saw your mother's corpse? Your father's, your sister's, your baby's, your friends' and neighbors'? When they go by the beautiful rivers of Rwanda, do they see the dead floating by? YES. They do. It's not something they can stop from coming up in their minds. That is darkness.

The Father said: "As Rwanda goes, so goes the world."

You see, if the enemies of the Father had their way, they would murder all the world in the same way, because of their hatred of Him who loves us. And in only 100 days, so much devastation was achieved before the Father stopped it. And we see the enemy moving with power now, through the terror of this war on evil. But now has come the time, says the Father, to restore what the locusts have eaten.

What can penetrate into the darkness and bring real change? The Father can, and will, and is, not just in Rwanda, but in all the darkness in every place and in every heart. He has shown Himself with the murdered in Rwanda, all the million. And they look like Jesus looks in the end of the Passion film, untouched, unmarked, whole. They that suffered so much pain and fear by the stroke of the machetes, are now standing with the Father, risen, alive and whole. They look to their loved ones with smiles on their faces and with gladness wanting them to know the truth of the reality of Heaven and the reality of the love and sacrifice of Jesus. He was Himself more marred than any other by the violence of the enemy moving through fallen man.

He knows what they suffered and what is suffered now. He is risen and whole, to make the way for all to be healed and whole from the ravages of sin, evil, and violence. This is the way He is moving to turn the darkness in Rwanda to light, by showing the beloved people there today that the corpses they see as ghosts everywhere are no longer corpses, but alive and well, and free, looking at their loved ones still on earth, wanting them to know the truth about the genocide and the Father's beating heart for them, Jesus, their Hope and their Friend. This is the healing that is now moving through the avenues of Rwanda, and is moving in the avenues of our lives and our hearts in the earth, for all of us to be restored, redeemed and healed. The Father's power is unmatched, His victory, sure. And we who are the Church that is true and full of love for Jesus, must help the Father to bring this hope and healing to every one, as He leads.

Thank You, Father for helping the people of Rwanda and all the people of the world. May they all come to the well of freedom and hope made through a Cross, and drink deeply there and be Yours, once again.

The Height of the Father's Arm

I saw the Father standing in a field. He was dressed in white. The field was fully planted and grain was the crop. The crop looked golden already and still growing in this field. The Father raised up His arm straight out in front of Him. I saw that the crop was not high enough to meet the height of the Father's arm. He said:

This is the harvest of this day and this generation. When the crop reaches My arm, then the harvest foretold will begin.

The arm of the Father is mighty, and His harvest will be those He calls:

" Whosoever will"

See how you may help Him to have a harvest that is fruitful, and full, that all those to whom we could have given our Treasure, were not passed by and forgotten. We are the vessels, we are the planters along with Him, going to all He would lead us to find, to give the hope that smashes despair, the hope that shines to the deepest part of our sorrow and wounds. Let us be found giving a harvest to the One who held nothing back from us, who counted no cost, and led us into our freedom in the light.

Boundless River

This prophecy was given when the pictures of Jesus from the Shroud were being made and given at the beginning of OJP in 2002.

Hear what the Father says: "Go to the highways and byways, you who love Me. Evil and love are at war. There is fear, and death by violence. The nations are as platelets under the earth - moving with great force against each other. Rulers and principalities design to manipulate flesh toward murder and suicide, to achieve great death, before My Son's return."

"Take My Son into all the places I send you. Take Him because you love Me. Tell them, 'My love is a boundless river that flows blood red.' Give them what I have called "a gift and a grace". My Son speaks from the Shroud, which I have preserved through the centuries for this time."

"I say to you who love Me, 'Not one Muslim, not one Jew, not one atheist, not one Christian, no, not one in all the earth, will look at this picture, taken from the Shroud, and not be moved by My presence'."

"Here is My message and My desire - that they know they are loved. My love is the highest love, love without sin." "Now is the time and the hour set. A great harvest. All you who are Mine from the beginning, returning to Me. This is the revival: 'The revival of love and returning'. You who love Me, hear My voice, do what I am asking."

The Father says, "Give these pictures of Jesus out in your community, your state, your nation, your neighborhood".

Two Promises

Satan, the enemy of the Father, has no creativity or originality. He copies the Father. For instance, with Islam he has a bible, the Koran, he has a prophet, and he has a god, who is himself, called Allah. The Koran is a confused mess of orders and rules that have no coherence. It is full of the mind of Satan, which is to kill Jews and Christians and anyone who will not bend to his power.

And he offers a paradise. He uses this as a tool to offer man rewards that pertain only to self and flesh - virgins and material rewards - in order to get them to kill for him. Just as evil is the opposite of the Father, as the shade is to the tree, so these false promises are nothing but darkness and have not one whit to do with love. This is a reflection of Satan, demanding prayer, demanding that all his subjects bow to him five times a day, with the demands blaring from loudspeakers. As I have said before, Satan's middle name is Brutality, and within this copied so-called religion of compassion called Islam, we are witnessing ultimate brutality visited, not only on "infidels" who don't believe in that course of wickedness, but even on Muslim men, women, and children, who stand in the way of this enemy who calls himself god. Beheading is a favorite method, a long drawn-out method, which is filled with screaming and rivers of blood. The enemy loves to shed blood (through violence especially) as an answer to the shed blood of Jesus, a mocking blasphemy. So we see into the mind of Satan, as he copies the Father, in an upside-down wickedness, with a false promise of paradise.

What does the Father promise mankind? First, we see a sacrifice coming to help us, who is Jesus, becoming a way for us to leave the darkness and bondage of our selfishness and sin, showing the nature of love in doing so. The way leads to a promise, not of things appealing to our flesh and the world of sin, but appealing to our spirit. He promises Heaven, where no brutality will exist, no murder, no violence, no sorrow or sickness, no pain, never again to say goodbye to loved ones, no pride, no self overtaking us, just a shining love and joy to be with our God who is surpassing in power, yet meek and lowly in heart.

So the enemy appeals to flesh and self, and the Father, through Jesus, appeals to heart and spirit: love others and love Him above ourselves. And with all false religions, whether Islam or any other, the mark of Satan appears. Karma is a way to not care about others with its teaching to leave your brother to his karmic fate. This is opposed to the Father, who says "Love one another. If your brother asks for a coat, give him two, walk not one mile, but two, to help one another." Love is the mark of the true God. It always has been, and always will be, until the Lamb returns to overturn the false promises, to shed light on all things, and to send Satan to his fate.

Death of a Monster

A monster died today. He was hanged and he was off the earth and it was a fitting death for him. Saddam Hussein was a weapon in the hands of the enemy, causing mass murder, torture and anguish untold. When evil meets sin, sin becomes more powerful than it would be alone. That nexus becomes the avenue for every wicked thing ever done. Now he is bound until the day of judgement and justice comes and makes all things right. Satan lost an agent in this war on evil. And he is aware of what awaits him, that he himself will be bound by the Father, and he fears that day. He made himself a monster when he chose evil over the Father, for the sake of power. The grass withers, the flowers fade and all things will be answered by God, the Father, the Creator. Now Saddam Hussein knows who has the real power over life, and over all things, and he knows that he has lost everything. All that Satan does and has done will also be lost, for nothing wicked will survive in eternity, which is the chamber and dwelling of the Father.

Remember, O Thou Man

Remember O thou man, O thou man, O thou man,
Remember O thou man thy time is spent.
Remember O thou man how thou cams't to Me then
And I did what I can, Therefore repent.

Remember God's goodness, O thou man, O thou man,
Remember God's goodness and promise made,
Remember God's goodness, how His only Son He sent,
Our sins for to redress, be not afraid.

The angels all did sing, O thou man, O thou man
The angels all did sing on Sion hill,
The angels all did sing praises to our heav 'nly King,
And peace to man living with Christ, our good will.

To Bethlem did they go, O thou man, O thou man
To Bethlem did they go, these three to see,
To Bethlem did they go to see whether it were so
Wheth'r Christ was born or no, to set us free.

In Bethlem was He born O thou man, O thou man,
In Bethlem was He born for mankind here
In Bethlem was He born for us that were forlorn
And therefore took no scorn our sins to bear.

Give thanks to God always, O thou man, O thou man,
Give thanks to God always with hearts most joyfully
Give thanks to God always upon this blessed day
Let all men sing and say, Holy, Holy.

Remember O thou man, O thou man, O thou man,
Remember O thou man thy time is spent.
Remember O thou man how thou art dead and gone
And I did what I can, Therefore repent.

A Map of the Human Genome

A few weeks ago, I was dreaming, and then I awoke saying something. This has been happening lately. In my dream I saw a long table, and sitting at the head of the table was Satan. There were some others sitting on either side, but they were saying nothing. I saw that Satan had his two hands on a scroll of paper, holding the scroll open on the table. He was studying intently what was on the paper, with the full force of his concentration. And then I woke up, saying: "It is a map of the human genome."

The enemy seeks to break into mankind. He seeks to effect a change in the DNA signature put there by the Father, a signature which is we ourselves, merged with Him. We are made in the likeness of the Father, each one individual, each one known by Him. To break into that signature would be to change what we are, and what He made us to be. A blasphemy of sorts, to attempt to make us as something other than what the Father made us to be. Understanding the human genome opens the doors of possibilities of manipulating human life, changing what is, into what is wanted or preferred. The fact of a brilliant and powerful and malevolent being intent on getting a way into the very source of our creation and changing it is sobering, yet it is foretold by John as a mark. All we can do is look to the Father as to the ramifications ahead.

Silvana Lupetti
Prophet of the Father in the United States
December 17, 2006

"Let Every Child of the Republic Learn to Live for His God, His Land and the Union"

There have been setbacks in every war of meaning. There will be and are setbacks in this war against evil. The determination of mankind to take a stand against terror and evil is come against by not only those who call evil good, and good evil; but by principalities, the rulers of darkness, enemies of the Father, enemies of Jesus. No matter what any nation does, nor what any wicked people do nor what the enemy does working with them, the Father will prevail, the truth will prevail, and their works and the works of the enemy will not stand. Remember Nehemiah, building the wall of Jerusalem with one hand, and holding a sword with the other hand. What we must build is not a wall, but a way. The Way is Jesus and the lifting up of the light no matter how deep the darkness. The Father calls us to look to Him in everything and know His voice above the din of the wicked, above the lies and the liars in the spirit and in the flesh. He calls to us as He called to David to Paul to all who believe the truth, to take a stand and to point the way to Jesus, the Founder of freedom.

The vision the Father gave to the one He called "Son of the Republic", George Washington, was given during the war that began this nation, this Republic, and He wanted future generations to know that America will not perish, and will uphold the right in the end. Read this vision, which is recorded in the Library of Congress and see the way ahead. There is only the way of His leading that will ensure that the light, the hope and the victory will end in the return of the Lamb, who is worthy of the praise of all nations.

GEORGE WASHINGTON'S VISION
This vision is recorded at the Library of Congress

"This afternoon, as I was sitting at this table engaged in preparing a dispatch, something seemed to disturb me. Looking up, I beheld standing opposite me a singularly beautiful female. So astonished was I, for I had given strict orders not to be disturbed, that it was some moments before I found language to inquire the cause of her presence. A second, a third and even a fourth time did I repeat my question, but received no answer from my mysterious visitor except a slight raising of her eyes.
"By this time I felt strange sensations spreading through me. I would have risen but the riveted gaze of the being before me rendered volition impossible. I assayed once more to address her, but my tongue had become useless, as though it had become paralyzed.
"A new influence, mysterious, potent, irresistible, took possession of me. All I could do was to gaze steadily, vacantly at my unknown visitor, Gradually the surrounding atmosphere seemed as if it had become filled with sensations, and luminous. Everything about me seemed to rarify, the mysterious visitor herself becoming more airy and yet more distinct to my sight than before. I now began to feel as one dying, or rather to experience the sensations which I have sometimes imagined accompany dissolution. I did not think, I did not reason, I did not move; all were alike impossible. I was only conscious of gazing fixedly, vacantly at my companion.
"Presently I heard a voice saying, `Son of the Republic, look and learn,' while at the same time my visitor extended her arm eastwardly. I now beheld a heavy white vapor at some distance rising fold upon fold. This gradually dissipated, and I looked upon a strange scene. Before me lay spread out in one vast plain all the countries of the world; Europe, Asia, Africa and America. I saw rolling and tossing between Europe and America the billows of the Atlantic, and between Asia and America lay the Pacific.
" `Son of the Republic' said the same mysterious voice as before, `look and learn,' At that moment I beheld a dark, shadowy being, like an angel, standing, or rather floating in mid-air, between Europe and America. Dipping water out of the ocean in the hollow of each hand, he sprinkled some upon America with his right hand, while with his left hand he cast some on Europe. Immediately a cloud raised from these countries, and joined in mid-ocean. For a while it remained stationary, and then moved slowly westward, until it enveloped America in its murky folds. Sharp flashes of lightning gleamed through it at intervals, and I heard the smothered groans and cries of the American people.
"A second time the angel dipped water from the ocean, and sprinkled it out as before. The dark cloud was then drawn back to the ocean, in whose heaving billows it sank from view. A third time I heard the mysterious voice saying, `Son of the Republic, look and learn,' I cast my eyes upon America and beheld villages and towns and cities springing up one after another until the whole land from the Atlantic to the Pacific was dotted with them.
"Again, I heard the mysterious voice say, `Son of the Republic, the end of the century cometh, look and learn.' At this the dark shadowy angel turned his face southward, and from Africa I saw an ill-omened spectre approach our land. It flitted slowly over every town and city of the latter. The inhabitants presently set themselves in battle array against each other. As I continued looking I a saw bright angel, on whose brow rested a crown of light, on which was traced the word `Union,' bearing the American flag which he placed between the divided nation, and said, `Remember ye are brethren.' Instantly, the inhabitants, casting from them their weapons became friends once more, and united around the National Standard.
"And again I heard the mysterious voice saying, `Son of the Republic, look and learn.' At this the dark, shadowy angel placed a trumpet to his mouth, and blew three distinct blasts; and taking water from the ocean, he sprinkled it upon Europe, Asia and Africa. Then my eyes beheld a fearful scene: from each of these countries arose thick, black clouds that were soon joined into one. Throughout this mass there gleamed a dark red light by which I saw hordes of armed men, who, moving with the cloud, marched by land and sailed by sea to America. Our country was enveloped in this volume of cloud, and I saw these vast armies devastate the whole country and burn the villages, towns and cities that I beheld springing up. As my ears listened to the thundering of the cannon, clashing of swords, and the shouts and cries of millions in mortal combat, I heard again the mysterious voice saying, `Son of the Republic, look and learn.' When the voice had ceased, the dark shadowy angel placed his trumpet once more to his mouth, and blew a long and fearful blast.
"Instantly a light as of a thousand suns shone down from above me, and pierced and broke into fragments the dark cloud which enveloped America. At the same moment the angel upon whose head still shone the word Union, and who bore our national flag in one hand and a sword in the other, descended from the heavens attended by legions of white spirits. These immediately joined the inhabitants of America, who I perceived were well nigh overcome, but who immediately taking courage again, closed up their broken ranks and renewed the battle.
"Again, amid the fearful noise of the conflict, I heard the mysterious voice saying, `Son of the Republic, look and learn.' As the voice ceased, the shadowy angel for the last time dipped water from the ocean and sprinkled it upon America. Instantly the dark cloud rolled back, together with the armies it had brought, leaving the inhabitants of the land victorious!
"Then once more I beheld the villages, towns and cities springing up where I had seen them before, while the bright angel, planting the azure standard he had brought in the midst of them, cried with o loud voice" `While the stars remain, and the heavens send down dew upon the earth, so long shall the Union last.' And taking from his brow the crown on which blazoned the word `UNION,' he placed it upon the Standard while the people, kneeling down, said, `Amen.'
"The scene instantly began to fade and dissolve, and I at last saw nothing but the rising, curling vapor I at first beheld. This also disappearing, I found myself once more gazing upon the mysterious visitor, who, in the same voice I had heard before, said, `Son of the Republic, what you have seen is thus interpreted: three great perils will come upon the Republic. The most fearful is the third, but in this greatest conflict the whole world united shall not prevail against her. Let every child of the Republic learn to live for his God, his land and the Union.' With these words the vision vanished, and I started from my seat and felt that I had seen a vision wherein had been shown to me the birth, progress and destiny of the United States."
George Washington,Valley Forge - 1777

Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. - Paul, to the Ephesians

Silvana Lupetti
Prophet of the Father in the United States
December 12, 2006

SPEAK NOT ONE WORD

I was in the Spirit with the Father, and I saw something powerful. I saw Michael with some of the angels with him walking into Rwanda, the nation wounded by the enemy. Michael is a warrior and those with him are warrior angels. To describe their faces is best done by looking at the statue of Liberty. The face of Liberty looks very similar to the faces of these angels. Resolute and beautiful. Michael was in the lead, as a spearhead and the angels were behind him. They were in front of something and someone that they were protecting. It was an angel carrying something in his hands, and I saw that this angel was one from Gabriel's ranks. I looked at the Father and He said: "The angel behind Michael is carrying My message to Rwanda". I've seen Michael times before, but this time he looked different to me. I looked closer and I saw that a sign was around his neck. The sign was square and was hanging in front of his chest. There was a thick rope of golden cable and the frame around the sign was also gold. There was writing on the sign which I could not read. So again I looked at the Father and He said: "The writing is in Heaven's language".

Immediately I was given understanding about Heaven's language. In Heaven there is a language common to all. The language is pure and there are no words that could be ascribed as hate, no words of condemnation, accusation are spoken there. The purity of this language is that it is the language of love. The Father spoke this language to us, mankind, when we were in Him before we were born. All the angels speak the same language, so Satan and Lucifer and the angels with them that fell also spoke this language. After they fell, their language changed as they brought words of hate and rage into it. But they know the language of Heaven well and so they understand what is written on the sign carried by Michael.

So there is Michael and the angels with him, powerful, resolute, full of light walking into Rwanda ahead of the Father's message to all Rwanda. And there is a sign around Michael's neck with words written by the Father in Heaven's language, and this is a message to Satan who spoke to Rwanda through the radios for 100 days, twenty four hours a day. Through the mass murder and horror of the genocide, Satan was speaking words of death, encouraging murder, inciting a slaughter. He reveled in this bloodshed, while the Father looked to the nations to intervene, the nations that knew what was happening and did nothing to stop it. The Father did stop it, or it would have gone on until the nation of Rwanda was buried under the corpses.

Satan's words still echo in the skies above Rwanda. His lies still flow in the memories there. And the most grievous lie of all, was that God Himself had turned His back on the people there. So the Father is now coming to speak to all Rwanda of the truth, that He does not forsake, He does not abandon, and His blood illustrates that truth.

Now the message is coming into the nation of Rwanda, with warrior angels leading the way. And on the most powerful angel is a warning to Satan, written in Heaven's language. Here is the translation of that warning:

SPEAK NOT ONE WORD

Satan has a choice, if He disobeys the Father's command, dire consequences will come to him and those with him, swift and sure and if he does what the Father commands, he won't look like a god to his followers and so he is faced with a big problem. He had his time of speaking his hate, using human agents, and the lie that even God thought Rwandans were nothing to care about was the worst of all. I say as the Father's servant, to Satan: Speak, speak speak. Open your mouth, Satan, so the Father can close it with a blow. That's so much less than he deserves. The prophets of the Father in the Cloud of Witnesses agree. Pray for Rwandans to hear the message of love from the Father's heart, remember that the Father has said previously that Rwanda's hundred days of bloodshed is what the enemy wants for all the world, nation by nation, a flood of bloodshed, a mountain of corpses for Jesus' return. Pray and look to see how you can help the Father as He lifts up Jesus in the darkness.

The Hope that is Certain, the Joy Which will Follow

I saw a beautiful thing in the Spirit the other day. We received a letter from our brother Joseph in Ghana, with the Believers there. The Father has provided for them and gotten them a house with land. Nicole with OJP went to get some vegetable seeds to send them, and the Father put the seeds on sale...from .59 each to .2 cents each! We sent them many, many packets. This is posted on the Pictures Blog, just scroll down. Joseph has since written to us that: "Our farm is progressing, and it will not be too long when we will start harvesting some crops, the vegetables seeds you sent are growing very well!"

What the Father showed me were the faces of the Believers as they planted the seeds. They were full of joy and hope at the promise of the harvest. They were faithful even in their most dire hardships, even to the murder of one of their number. Sometimes cold, hungry but staying fast to the Father. Now they are blessed by Him, now they have covering and shelter and light in that house. The children with them, (13 children) have hope and blessing, they look forward to the King's feast on Christmas with gifts and candy, love and light.

So this is what the Father showed me. Faces of believers planting seeds with hope and joy of the harvest. So we, believers who plant the seeds of the pictures and the Passion, the message of the love and sacrifice of Jesus, can look the same as they. We plant the seeds of the Father with hope, and joyful expectation of the harvest to come. And it will come. Fruit for the Father, hope for the world. Help the Father plant the seeds of the hope and love that Jesus brings and it is sure and certain that the light will come to the darkest places in the earth.

Thank You Father, for the hope of the Good News of Jesus. The hope that is certain, the joy which will follow when as many as call on Your name will be brought into the shelter of Your arms. In Jesus' mighty Name.

All That He Asks of Us

I am going to talk about the nature of Satan, what he is really like, as the Father shows, what he is thinking and planning, what he is conspiring to do against the Father, and what it is like in his fallen world. At times I need to speak plainly about what I see from the Father, and it will be graphic. Murder is graphic. Suicide is graphic. War is graphic.The Father has been looking at our sin and our darkness since we were first conceived in Him. And He has been this way from the beginning. There is no act of evil or selfish sin, that He hasn't seen. No scream in the night or in the day, He hasn't heard. So since this is true, that He bears so much grief while looking at the rainbow He made, then it is our duty, our love for Him, our understanding that we owe Him everything...to stand by His side, willing to see what He sees, willing to care about what He suffers as He sees the violence that is rapidly filling the earth, so much more now. This is my premise, that the church that is unwilling to open their eyes to war, that stays so far away from the truth about this war in the earth and never hear His voice, are not His bride. Those who eat strong meat, become strong themselves, and can give Him what He asks of all of us. To love, to care, to help all to have the treasure that is Jesus.

So I speak of the things that matter to the Father. Prophets are those who love the Father and His beating heart called Jesus, almost to distraction. And Prophets are those who can be used to speak His mind simply as vessels. And Prophets are those who point to important things. The sin in all of us that caused the most perfect and beautiful of Beings to come to be tortured and slaughtered on the cross, not to mention taking on every single act of our sin and evil, on to Himself. Remember, sin is self above everything. And Prophets are those, who considering themselves, speak of how we must leave our self-love affairs and join with Him with all our strength, with all our love, and with His leading, help Him reach the perishing and bring them to HOPE.

I will tell you of one thing the Father showed me about Satan. Knowing that Satan's bottom line is hatred of the Father, and hatred of us, of mankind, I saw murders, and suicides, literally, as the Father was leading me. I heard the sounds of people being beheaded, I saw beheadings, I saw suicides, pregnant women who threw themselves out of tall buildings and killed themselves and the bodies of the babies next to them, having been propelled from the bodies of the mothers. I've seen the violence that caused the Father to act as He did in Noah's day. These are sights and sounds that will only fade from my mind when I leave the body of this death.

I've spoken of all this before, but now add to the picture of all this woe and anguish, grief and loss, murder and suicide, add to this the sight of Satan, who once walked the pathways of Heaven, Satan laughing with glee and washing himself in the bloodshed of violence as each act unfolds. Hear the sound of the screams of the murdered, and add the sound of his mocking laughter to that image.

This is the nature of the one who opposes the Father, opposes Jesus, moves to snatch the hope of Jesus from everyone he can. His aim is for a mountain of corpses for Jesus to return to, while he laughs at the Father with his hatred. Laughing at the anguish he helps to cause, covering himself in the blood of mankind, mocking Jesus' blood as he stands before the Father. Will we stand for this mocking of the Father? Will we sit quietly as the enemy spits at the Father, and murders even children, while looking to see the expression on the face of the One who sacrificed Himself for us? Look at the cross, then answer the question.

Speaking of these things here is an open door from the Father, for those who love Him more than their self-interests to come by His side and ask Him what you can do and must do, to help Him, as He goes down the avenues of earth, and down the avenues of every human being to bring us out of the darkness, and bring us light and life and hope. There will be no peace until evil is defeated and the Prince of Peace is come. In the meantime, know our enemy, know the voice of our Father, as Jesus says, "My sheep hear My voice and know Me." Knowing and hearing Him means moving to follow and help Him in all that He asks of us.

Closer Than Close

I awoke from dreams this morning, and I found myself saying a phrase out loud that the Father was saying in my dream. I was in a room with pregnant women and children. And the Father came into the room and began to speak. Here is what He said:

"Before you were even born, you were conceived in Me."

As I heard the Father saying this, I woke up saying it myself. As I looked into this phrase, I realized that He was speaking this to the rejected, the orphan, the lonely, all of us that He loves. He didn't say 'you were conceived BY Me, He said you were conceived IN me'. Then I remembered the pregnant women in the room, and how the babies were inside of the mother, so close so personal, so intimate. Closer than close. That is what He means, that before the woes of this earth, and before the relationships that fail, in families, in marriages, before everything, even our births into this life, He was there, and He IS there. So when the weight of life, and the wounds we carry seem overwhelming, we can know that this life goes on as eternal life, with no more tears, no more sorrow. Think of what it will be like in our Father's arms. We will be healed by His love. That lies ahead.

Thank You Father, for caring for us so much. All we really have to give You that is ours to give, is our love. May we give it freely, forever.