This is Sodom! This is Sodom!

"The Destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah" by John Martin,1852

25 August 2012

Today I was hitchhiking north on U.S. 395 and was dropped off at Davis Creek, California.  I got a hamburger and something to drink at the country store in Davis Creek.  From Davis Creek I continued walking north.

It seemed like it was a slow day for getting rides.  I walked a few miles and began to run out of water.  It was very warm (around 86 degrees F) and the air was smoky from all of the wildfires in the northern California-eastern Oregon neighborhood.  Last night, as I slept in my sheepherder's camper at my friends' place, the air seemed smokier than usual (the air has been smoky for most of the past month).

I stopped walking and began to wonder why it was taking me so long to get to Lakeview, Oregon.  Then I realized that the Lord was delaying me for a reason (Jesus Christ is Lord over my hitchhiking).

I stood there on the side of the road for quite some time.  Then this older lady in an old pickup pulled over to give me a ride.

She told me, as the conversation progressed, that she was born in England during the war (World War II); her dad was in the Air Force.  They moved to California when she was one year old.  She did most of the talking.  It was difficult to understand her at times; she seemed slightly eccentric.

She was talking and then she started complaining about all of the smoke in the air and all of the wildfires.  Then she exclaimed, "This is Sodom!  This is Sodom!"

I replied, "Yeah, there is a lot of sin in this country."  (I mentioned the sins of abortion and homosexuality)

She told me that she was a believer.  She also said that there were too many churches that didn't believe there was a devil.  She had a Bible on the dashboard of her pickup.  She mentioned Proverbs 20:18, so I took her Bible and read that verse out loud ("Every purpose is established by counsel:  and with good advice make war.")

She talked some more and then exclaimed again, "This is Sodom!  This is Sodom!"

I again nodded in agreement.  I don't know how many times she said, "This is Sodom!", but I knew that she was repeating it for a reason.  "In the mouth of two or three witnesses, let every word be established."  I knew that the Lord had her pick me up so that I could hear what she had to say.

Three or four times she reminded me to pass her message on to others.  I told her that I would do that.  She dropped me off near the county courthouse in Lakeview.

Out of the mouths of babes, sucklings and eccentric people, Thou has perfected praise.  "The Lord uses the foolish things of this world to confound the wise."

The Lord had that lady pick me up.  She kept repeating, "This is Sodom!"  What does this mean?  Maybe the drought and wildfires are just the beginning of sorrows for the United States.  Maybe more judgment is coming.  This is a perverse generation.

Genesis 19:24-28:  

"Then the LORD rained upon Sodom and upon Gomorrah brimstone and fire from the LORD out of heaven;  And he overthrew those cities, and all the plain, and all the inhabitants of the cities, and that which grew upon the ground. But his wife looked back from behind him, and she became a pillar of salt. And Abraham gat up early in the morning to the place where he stood before the LORD:  And he looked toward Sodom and Gomorrah, and toward all the land of the plain, and beheld, and, lo, the smoke of the country went up as the smoke of a furnace."

Jackson, Wyoming

Homosexuality is a Sin
Sodom and Then Some
It's Time For Justice

Depravity in the Netherlands (first 2 minutes)

The cities of the plain:  Sodom, Gomorrah, Admah, Zeboiim and Zoar

United States of Sodom and Gomorrah 

Ezekiel 14: 13: "Son of man, when the land sinneth against me by trespassing grievously, then will I stretch out mine hand upon it, and will break the staff of the bread thereof, and will send famine upon it, and will cut off man and beast from it."

Ezekiel 15: 7-8: "And I will set my face against them; they shall go out from one fire, and another fire shall devour them; and ye shall know that I am the LORD, when I set my face against them. And I will make the land desolate, because they have committed a trespass, saith the Lord GOD."

Ezekiel 16: 20-21: "Moreover thou hast taken thy sons and thy daughters, whom thou hast borne unto me, and these hast thou sacrificed unto them to be devoured. Is this of thy whoredoms a small matter, That thou hast slain my children, and delivered them to cause them to pass through the fire for them?"

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"Sodom had no Bible!"  --Leonard Ravenhill

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Sodom's Judges

Goodbye, Las Vegas
Subtle Judgments
California Drought 
Las Vegas Earthquake

Sodom and Gomorrah - proof of the supernatural

A Message from Michael Boldea Jr

Hand of Help Ministries

What Angers God
A Most Dangerous Theory
Why I Weep! 
A Disciple of Christ 
Old Ghosts 

Overcome With Great Sorrow

Last night I had a dream where I was at a church meeting.  The church meeting had only children present--it looked like the children were all under 12 years old.  There was this little boy who was dying of cancer, so a number of us gathered around him to pray for him.  This little boy's name was Yeshua.  I knew in my spirit that I had faith for this little boy to be healed, but I wondered if these children had faith enough for that little boy to be healed.  There was a close-up of the boy's face in the dream.  Then it was time for me to leave the meeting.

I grabbed my backpack and started walking away, but this little kid walked up to me and gave me my folder that holds some of my papers, my notebook and an atlas of the United States.  I guess I had forgotten to take the folder with me.

As I walked down the street, I stopped at this house to talk with this well-known actor (he was on the sitcom Friends).  We talked about my Christian faith for a while.  At times, it seemed like he was interested in what I was saying and, at other times, he was mocking me.

When I walked away from that actor's house, I was overcome with great sorrow for the little boy that was dying of cancer.  The sorrow was very profound, very deep; it overwhelmed my whole being.  I have never experienced sorrow like that before.  I wanted to weep, but no tears came out of my eyes.  Then I woke up.

The little boy in the dream, named Yeshua, represents the American Christian Church (or churchianity) of today:  immature, shallow, made for children.  The American Christian Church is dying of cancer:  it is losing its life, its salt, its ability to preserve the United States.

When the little kid walked up to me and gave me my folder that had my papers and notebook:  this means that my writings are important for reaching out to the Body of Christ--I am feeding the sheep through my two blogs and my two books.  This is significant because every once in a while I will ask the Lord if I can stop writing in my blogs; sometimes I think it doesn't seem to do much good--especially when we have idiots in the United States who follow people like John Piper, Rick Warren and Joel Osteen.  (The Lord told me to start my two blogs and He also told me to write my two books.)

At the end of the dream, when I was overcome with sorrow:  I wanted to weep, but no tears came out of my eyes.  The United States is in a severe drought this summer because of sin (abortion, homosexuality, earth worship, etc).  It is so dry from sin, I don't have enough water in my eyes to weep for this country.  Maybe the Lord is telling me not to waste my tears over the wicked that have ruined this country.

A Fire in My Bones
Wrath of God

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Shiloh
By Tim Shey

Brutal deathdance;
My eyes weep blood.
Pharisees smile like vipers,
They laugh and mock their venom:
Blind snakes leading
The deaf and dumb multitude.

Where are my friends?
The landscape is dry and desolate.
They have stretched my shredded body
On this humiliating tree.

The hands that healed
And the feet that brought good news
They have pierced
With their fierce hatred.

The man-made whip
That opened up my back
Preaches from a proper pulpit.
They sit in comfort:
That vacant-eyed congregation.
The respected, demon-possessed reverend
Forks his tongue
Scratching itchy ears
While Cain bludgeons
Abel into silence.

My flesh in tattered pieces
Clots red and cold and sticks
To the rough-hewn timber
That props up my limp, vertical carcase
Between heaven and earth.
My life drips and puddles
Below my feet,
As I gaze down dizzily
On merciless eyes and dagger teeth.

The chapter-and-versed wolves
Jeer and taunt me.
Their sheepwool clothing
Is stained black with the furious violence
Of their heart of stone.
They worship me in lip service,
But I confess,
I never knew them
(Though they are my creation).

My tongue tastes like ashes:
It sticks to the roof of my mouth.
I am so thirsty.
This famine is too much for me.
The bulls of Bashan have bled me white.
Papa, into your hands
I commend my Spirit.

Ethos
February/March 1997
Iowa State University

Genesis 49: 10: “The scepter shall not depart from Judah, nor a lawgiver from between his feet until Shiloh come; and unto him shall the gathering of the people be.”

There Is No Dome of the Rock!

Jerusalem, Israel

This is a photo taken from The Mission blog.  It is supposed to be a photo of the Dome of the Rock in Jerusalem--the capital of Israel.  But you CAN'T SEE the Dome of the Rock.  It's like the Lord is telling us:

THERE IS NO DOME OF THE ROCK!

Israel My Glory
Islam is Slavery
Israel, Iraq and Egypt

At Thy Rebuke They Fled

Last night I had a dream.  In the dream, I was walking to the back of the sheepherder's camper that I stay in.  As I turned the corner, there was a wolf sitting on the other side of the steps.  When the wolf saw me, it fled.

One reason why I think this dream is of the Lord is that, after around one o'clock in the morning, I did not sleep at all.  I was burning up in the Holy Ghost.  When the Presence of God is so strong that it keeps me up all or most of the night, it DOES mean something.  And when that happens, I am not even tired or sleepy the next day.

The wolf, in the dream, represents evil.  The power of the Holy Ghost in me caused the wolf to flee.

Psalm 80: 16:  "It is burned with fire, it is cut down:  they perish at the rebuke of thy countenance."

Psalm 104: 7:  "At thy rebuke they fled; at the voice of thy thunder they hasted away."