Too much

As Tina and I sat there watching something on the TV, we heard a
"pop." At first I thought it was the wind throwing something at the
window. A little while later. "Pow!" This was way too weird. Someone
was shooting at us! Seconds later the third "pop!" I jumped up and
ran to the wall. Oh no! The batteries had blown up for my camera.

How had it happened? There are two types of rechargeable batteries. I
had used one for so long, I forgot to hit the switch when I
introduced a different kind. The power was too much for them. They
exploded, leaking into the charger and onto the floor. (Hey, at least
we weren't being shot at!)

In my life and the lives of others, we want to see more of God. We
cry out "more!" But what happens when He shows up? I am convinced it
is not always the way we think it is going to be. Maybe we will be
like the battery, coming to the place where we can not absorb any
more of what He is doing, because we have to make room for the new.
"I must decrease that He might increase."

As we approach the New Year, I want to make room for what God is doing.

Busyness must go. I have too many friends, too much family and too
little time. I do not want to "explode" no longer able to contain or
do what He is asking of me.

There was an old Monkees' song. In it, a pig ate so much...he popped.
If I am going to "pop" I want it to be a release of the good ness of
God and His grace over all those He holds dear.

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Lee & Tina Johndrow
Pillars Of Clouds & Fire Ministries
88 WCFR Drive
Springfield, VT 05156
802-885-2885

http://www.pocafministries.org

Building relationships to build our community for the glory of God.
Partnering with people for the glory of God!

Wow! Wow! Wow!

We knew dreams would be of the Lord. We knew we would have them. Did we know that as we approached the throne room of heaven in a more intimate way, God would have our number on speed dial?

The last few months I have been inundated with dreams. Sometimes as many as 6 a night. A variety of dreams. Dreams that I must seek the interpretation of. Prophetic dreams in the sense that a "wheel in a wheel" might have been for Elijah.

Why write about dreams now? Because I believe these announce a new dimension of what God may be doing here.

I may have said in the past I ask God things before I go to bed, with the expectation that He will answer me. Yesterday, I met with some young people. They are going through the ringer. They are in the midst of parental dispute. When I met them, they downloaded to me for over an hour about  what is going on. I won't lie. It made me angry. Two parents...both professing Christians, who have created a pressure cooker like most of us can not imagine. "Lord-give me an answer here," was my bedtime cry. What I saw was angels on alert. Come on! I know this! No, this was different. As soon as I picked a "target" the angel was off. This angel was an angel of "confrontation" for I have no other word than that. As I ran through my list of "targets" the angels jetted off to "confront." Now, I will tell you. I have only had "visions" and dreams of angels. As I read through the scriptures when an angel showed up that person was different...for ever! So many tell me they see angels without these results that I am not so sure I believe them. 15 years ago Jesus showed up in my car. My life changed forever! And I was scared! And when I got where I was supposed to be, people knew something had happened. A miracle happened for one of my children. But guys, I am telling you it was not on my grid! It was "frightening."

And everywhere I "looked" an angel of confrontation headed out. I felt like a jet fighter. No buttons, no words, just "lock in" and "FIRE!"

And the second dream came along. I had people in my home when a busload of people showed up at my home. They came to bring me a "community" Bible. I did not accept it because I had Bibles. Tons of them. Why? Because I believe God will show up and the cases of Bibles I have will be gone in a heartbeat. I even prayed over them yesterday as I was cleaning house. These people wanted to talk. But there was one man (They introduced themselves to me and I am excited because to the best of my knowledge before I went to bed, two of these people were not saved!) who as he gave me my name, I did not know him but I clear as a bell heard his name. ED BERMAN. Now, I really do not know this guy, but trust me, he was saved. So, if that name is on your radar screen, press in. The name is not a name I now. The Community Bible I believe is relevant because God is handing over deeds to towns. They are not going to an organization. They are going to a people who will pray. I think it is ironic that they drove up the mountain in a bus.

So, what does this all mean?

I felt the Lord agree that there was a grace for angels of confrontation. That these angels would not be held up for days or weeks or a time. but they were the "smart bombs" of God given over to a people who will pray for the end of injustice. Who will stand up and defend the downtrodden. I taught 11 years ago a Jewish principle. It went like this. The church has a responsibility to lift the downtrodden  WITHOUT destroying the oppressor.

We are being positioned for a miracle. One of my children of the spirit wrote me this a week or so ago and so I share it in it's entirety.

FROM CR

I had a vision this week of pick up sticks. The sticks are all in the center. I understood that each stick represents a member of the body of Christ.  A hand started to pick up a stick and was very careful not to move the rest.  I believe what the Lord is doing through this vision is that there are people that He will reposition in His body.  He will carefully pick them up like sticks to be repositioned.  If we are being repositioned, we have to be very careful not to move the other pieces as the Lord deals with whatever it is He is dealing or working in us. (I now understand this.....I can't cause pain to my mother)

 In prayer yesterday, I had this sense of being confined in a box.  I had this strong sense in my spirit of wanting to get out because I was in a box. I also had this sense of all these people that have been boxed in by men and by themselves because of the lies that they bought and the agreement they made with the enemy.  I then saw this outburst or explosion in the spirit that I know had something to do with His people getting out of the box.  While walking my sister's dog that morning, I saw this explosion again which I understood to be an explosion of His purpose.  And I heard this in my spirit, My people are getting out of the box because the purpose of heaven for their lives are coming and it's going to come like manna from heaven. ( In D's sermon today she shared that the Hebrew word for purpose is show-bread which is the bread of His presence).

 What I believe the Lord is doing is revealing to His army their purpose in this hour.  An adjustment or a repositioning of His people has to occur for His purpose to come forth.  He is already doing this for years but we will see a much greater influx of this repositioning in the days ahead.  You will hear of people moving, wanting to move and this will be a confirmation of what is happening in the spiritual level. I am not talking about certain people in the ministry that are already in transition, I am talking about those that we are not aware of as of this word.

 I believe the Lord is saying that the grace will be off for being in a box.  Now there will be His new grace to move.  There will be a grace and a desire to move to the new position He is calling us.  A lot of His people in His church cannot move because the other parts of their body are not there with them yet, these people are still in the process of being repositioned.  Once the connections He want to make in this hour are accomplished and those that needs to repositioned are connected to the right part of the body, we will start to move.  I am sensing that the Lord will give grace to His people that He is repositioning so they can start to move; He will give grace to those in their comfort zones so they can start to move; to those who are oppressed so they can start to see that they are being oppressed so they can start to move; and to those that are being controlled so they can come out of that control and be part of the Lord's army.

We have been positioned. For today. There is a new realm of the "heir force" that has come into place. Let us with maturity, lift those whoa re young into their destiny as the great cloud of witnesses watches us fulfill their destinies.

Blessings,

Lee

Lost Toys

When I was a child many of my toys found themselves "lost." Arrows
would be shot in the air, trucks and cars buried in the dirt and some
just never made it out of the closet or toy box, having been replaced
by others.

Last night I had a dream about lost toys. My recent bedtime routine
has been with a final request to the Lord to answer a question. I
wake up with the answer.

But toys?

My question was: "what is the next thing we are to do and by the way,
I am speaking tomorrow, could I have a word that transforms me? I
really don't like recycling(I do not like recycling, period.*) words,
God. And I would like some rhema."

Now, I should tell you that last night I was working on a older Tonka
truck. It was a fire truck. Actually called a water cannon and it's
number was 5(For grace, I assume.) Now, the ladder didn't go up the
way it once did and the siren didn't not shriek(Thank you God!) but
it was in really good shape otherwise. Kind of like me I thought. I
am not as wild as I once was, but I still got a lot of "kid" left in
me. BTW-this Tonka toy will be sold on ebay and some child(Or older
man masquerading as a kid will get it.)

So, in the dream there were all these lost toys. And Santa (Do not
get religious on me now!) had sent people to get the lost toys out of
the homes and sandboxes and car seats, because he had a plan. A
redemptive plan for the toys. A use for them. A use to bring in other
toys until he had collected all the toys to himself. And brought
healing and restoration to them. New legs, new arms, new wheels, new
paint.

I see that the Lord is releasing a people to the chasing down of
"lost toys." First, He is taking the ones who are moving and
"playing" (I am sure this is deeper than I think!) and He is
restoring them. I think this is the process we are in. The next phase
for Him will be to send these "toys" out.

So-I sense that the things that are going on right now where some of
it doesn't make sense, will be clear very shortly. We are in the
middle of being reclaimed. Not that we did not know who we belonged
to, but the higher purpose of our life and the gifts it brings will
clarify, even by Christmas. And in that reclamation process, even the
older "toys" will be shiny and beautiful for the King, Himself.

*I am not against the principle of recycling. I feel as Christians we
have stewardship over the earth and should live as such. Hey, I do
ebay. Everything I sell for the most part is recycled. On the other
hand, the only time you get to recycle in our town is on specific
days. And I always think (Here is where my wife thinks I have way too
much time on my hands.) that as you pull into the center for
recycling, you are to pick a lane(Kind of like toll booths.) and they
"herd" you to the appropriate place. Wow! If I was a terrorist, I
would just build a recycling center knowing that everyone would show
up and pick a line on Saturday morning. It's time for free enterprise
to be allowed to reign in this area. Here, I have to drive to a store
to get tickets to get rid of my trash. Then I have to go the
recycling center. Extra driving-why not have the tickets at the
recycling center? Because we have people on community service who are
going to steal them?

As you can see...I need prayer for this.

Speaking of prayer-I will be speaking at the White Horse Cafe
tonight. Prayer would be cool. Prayer for our newspaper, The New
England Flame is appreciated. And prayer for our business as we bring
in some fine tuning.
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Fisherman's Wives & The Widow's Walk

Fisherman's Wives & The Widow's Walk

Over the weekend I ministered in Gloucester, Massachusetts. And the
Lord prompted me with a few things.

The gist of it is in the title.

You may know that Gloucester is a fishing town. And many fisherman
never returned. (you can see the linkat
http://www.seecapeann.com/see_gloucester.html ) And as a result of
the fishing industry and the losses of family members there is an
architecture called a widow's perch. This is the top of a home where
the spouse of the fisherman frequently climbed up to(It was on the
roof and there was rail around it.)see the returning boats. After a
storm many of those boats never returned and it was called the
widow's walk. The fishermen's wives left behind to fend for
themselves.

The body of Christ has experienced a "widows walk" in New England. We
have often walked away from the source of all our life, Jesus Christ,
by the very fact of our established independent attitude. Too many
times God has closed in on us, only to have us reach a peak of "good
feeling" and leave the dependent state upon the Lord that brought us
here in the first place.

We have walked like the widow, who has lost her lover. Finances have
dried up, friendships derailed and the pain of loss bringing on
discouragement, shame and guilt.

I felt the Lord say which harbor will you choose? Will you choose the
safe harbor of my love and my protection or will you walk your own
way? The widows walk. It keeps the Lord from reaching into our lives.
Who walks like a widow? Those who have shame, guilt and frustration.
I am not talking about a holy frustration that just cries out "more
Lord!" I am talking about living far from the goodness of God.
perhaps a situation brought you to this place. It matters not what
the realm or the vehicle that brought you here, for it is the heart
of the Lord to embrace his bride. And to lavish His love upon her.

New England we must awaken to the love of the Lord!

The fisherman's wife that will cry out for the return of loved ones
to the fold of the Lord. I see a new understanding of this person who
cares more about the people who are on the way to the depths of hell
and will lay down their life for the sake of a soul.

There is a revived heart that is looking over the horizon and saying
"enough! I do not want to be alone anymore. I do not want to be
trapped by my sin or my lack of purpose. I want all that you have for
me. I do not want to walk like a widow for you, Lord have loved me."

"I will not have a fear of man or a fear of destiny. I will not be so
reserved that I can not hear you Lord. I will look over the seas to
see your coming."

There is another part to the fisherman's wife. It is the party who
leaves other's behind, leaving wounded, devastated people in your
wake. It is I, who have left men and women in my wake as I moved my
way. My independence has cost. I am not talking about chasing the
Lord; I am talking about those who have gone ahead leaving behind
"family" for the sake of ministry.

New England-we have been called to a greater destiny. We have been
given the torch of revival. We have received the love of the Lord.
Let us not become dependent on our independence again. We have been
given mercy when others have received judgements. Let us open our
hearts to the King in such a way that the ice comes off New England
and the polar cap of religion melts down. Let us love one another
that they "might know us by our love."

I had a conversation this morning and I was asked by a woman if all
men were relationally challenged. I said YES! But, some of us learn
to bypass our thoughts and fears and hopes that we not walk like the
widow. The greatest expression of love to come will be that of loving
one another.

Blessings,
lee
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