THE LION OF ZION PART 11
AUGUST 22, 2004
by Rosie Lovejoy
We were worshiping at the local church I attend. It was slow and sluggish and not very anointed. Suddenly the Pastor arose from his seat and spoke into the microphone. His words began like this:
”I don’t know what you people brought in with you this morning…We’re here to worship the King of Kings…” He continued to speak about worship. At his words, “I don’t know what you people brought in with you.” the vision began to unfold.
I saw a small building that resembled a well house, something that protects and houses a well. The building was a dark brown/black color, with a rusted red metal roof. The door stood open. Demons were sitting on the roof, beckoning people to come inside. I knew the building’s name was: POLITICS.
Instinctively I knew that the building was a trap, that people thought that they were entering a well house where fresh water was being pumped, but in reality it was a trap that led those that entered down a series of concrete steps into the fiery pits of Hell.
Then I saw a long line of people in single file. They were Christians and appeared to be sleep walking and were very zombie-like. They were walking very slowly on a gravel path that appeared to be going gently upward. The demons on the roof of the well house (POLITICS) were beckoning them to turn off the path and enter their “well house”. Without any discernment or hesitation, they turned left from the upward path and entered the brown/black structure one by one. Their eyes looked vacant, like they had been hypnotized. I knew the zombie-like Christians were being led down into the pit.
As the praise in the Church continued, I saw a rusty red dragon, with 6 legs, flaying and fighting, trying to stop the anointed worship. It was huge, and was standing on the up-hill side of the well house.
Then another path appeared at the juncture where the Christians were turning off to enter the trap called POLITICS. This path continued straight ahead, and was not made of gravel like the other one. The path was made of light-- gorgeous, golden, glorious light. The light was bright and dazzling, too strong for me to look into. I saw a few Christians refuse the lure of the political trap, and continue up the path of golden light. I knew they were walking up the mountain towards the LORD OF HOSTS.
Then I saw another demonic creature, larger than the well house. It was on the downhill side of the trap. It was scorpion like, with a rear stinger and a stinger that came out of the top of its head.
As hordes of Christians continued to enter the trap called POLITICS, I knew that they were being used by the scorpion to say the things he wanted said. They thought their words were coming from the Holy Spirit, but they were not! The few Christians that resisted were steadfast in their devotion to reach the Throne Room and the One who sits on the throne.
Then my favorite LION appeared, and began to walk up the path of light with the few Christians who had not detoured and entered the building called POLITICS.
The LION OF ZION turned HIS head and said to me:
TELL MY PEOPLE THEY MUST CHOOSE!
TELL MY PEOPLE THEY MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN THE STING OF THE SCORPION OR THE RIGHTENOUS OF GOD.
YOU CANNOT HAVE BOTH.
YOUR TONGUES CANNOT BE USED FOR BOTH!
CHOOSE TODAY BETWEEN THE STING OF THE SCORPION OR THE HOLINESS OF GOD.
CHOOSE! YOU CANNOT HAVE BOTH!
Then the vision faded away as the worship continued.
LION OF ZION PART 12
“MANY OF YOUR HANDS ARE DIPPED IN BLOOD”
Sept. 14, 2004
By Rosie Lovejoy
I was worshiping in Church. The sweet, sweet presence of the LORD was all around me. There was nothing to prepare me for the message that I received…
I saw a Star of David, blue and beautiful, rising before my line of vision. It was followed by the face of the satanic Baphomet goat head. I knew that I was once again being shown the witchcraft that is coming against Israel, and how important it is for us to pray “YAHWEH’S will be done in Israel, and HIS will alone.”
Then I saw my favorite lion. HE was thinner and more muscular looking than usual. His mane was shaggy, with a few twigs and burrs. HE looked like HE had been on a long journey. HIS eyes were piercing, as HE looked at me.
We were singing “I want to sing a song of love…”
“DO YOU REALLY? DO YOU REALLY WANT TO SING A SONG OF LOVE?”
I knew HE was speaking to me about the congregation, and the “Church” in general.
I HAVE TOLD YOU MANY TIMES THAT I AM SEPARATING THE SHEEP FROM THE GOATS. I HAVE TOLD YOU THAT, “IT HAS BEGUN…”
MY CHURCH DOES NOT LISTEN; MY BRIDE DOES NOT LISTEN.
I AM NOW SEPARATING THE WHEAT FROM THE CHAFF.
SOON I WILL PUT THE CHAFF IN THE FIRE AND BURN IT.
I gasped, thinking about the implications of that statement. HE was talking about HIS own here…
DO NOT THINK I AM A PANDA BEAR OR A CUTE GOD.
I REQUIRE RIGHTEOUSNESS.
‘HOLY’ MEANS ‘SET APART’ — SET APART FOR MY WORKS ALONE—FOR ME ALONE.
HE continued to look at me piercingly, gazing into the depths of my soul, into all the secret places I so want to hide.
MANY OF YOUR HANDS ARE DIPPED IN BLOOD,
FOR YOU HAVE USED YOUR MOUTHS TO CRUCIFY YOUR BROTHERS AND YOUR SISTERS.
I HAVE GIVEN YOU PARABLES.
I HAVE SHOWN YOU JUST WHO YOUR BROTHERS AND SISTERS ARE.
HAVE I BEEN UNCLEAR?
I AM COMING FOR A BRIDE DRESSED IN WHITE,
A BRIDE WITHOUT SPOT OR WRINKLE, A BRIDE WHO IS HOLY,
SET APART, RIGHTEOUS…
I AM NOW SEPARATING THE SHEEP FROM THE GOATS.
IT HAS BEGUN. JUDGMENT BEGINS IN THE HOUSE OF THE LORD.
HIS look was so stern, his eyes so fiery, that I did something quite unexpected. I ran and leapt onto HIS back, and buried my face in HIS shaggy mane. I was sobbing into HIS mane, hanging onto HIS neck, repenting of every unloving thing that has come out of my mouth that I could think of. I just clung for dear life, sobbing and repenting, sobbing and repenting.
He spoke again as I clung to HIM.
TELL MY CHILDREN TO READ THE W H O L E B O O K.
I REVEAL WHAT I DO TO A REBELLIOUS AND WILLFUL NATION.
I REVEAL WHAT I DO TO A PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT HOLY AND SET APART,
WHO HAVE NOT CONSECRATED THEIR LIVES AND THEIR MOUTHS TO ME.
I LOVE MY CHILDREN WITH AN EVERLASTING LOVE.
I DO NOT SEPARATE MYSELF FROM THEM.
THEY SEPARATE THEMSELVES FROM ME.
THIS IS WHAT SEPARATES THEM FROM ME.
He then told me to go home and look up verses in the Bible that describe the ways we separate ourselves from HIM. I have provided a list at the end of this vision.
AGAIN I SAY, ‘R E A D M Y B O O K.’
All the while I was clinging to the mane of the LION, weeping and repenting, slobbering into HIS mane.
Then I saw a familiar jeweled sword, and it slashed from the top to the bottom of my vision.
The LION turned HIS back on the slashing sword, and walked with me clinging to HIS neck, up a mountainous path.
SCRIPTURES ABOUT THE TONGUE
YAHWEH, who will abide in Your tabernacle?
Who will dwell in Your Holy Hill (Zion)?
He who walks uprightly,
And works righteousness,
And speaks the truth in his heart,
And does not backbite with his tongue…”
“But I say to you that for every idle word men may speak, they will give account of it in the day of judgment. For by your words you will be justified, and by your words you will be condemned.”
If any among you thinks he is religious, and does not bridle his tongue but deceives his own heart, this one’s religion is useless. Pure and undefiled religion before God and the Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their trouble, and to keep oneself unspotted from the world.
If anyone does not stumble in word, he is a perfect man, able also to bridle the whole body. Indeed, we put bits in horses’ mouths that they may obey us, and we turn their whole body. Look also at ships: although they are so large and are driven by fierce winds, they are turned by a very small rudder wherever the pilot desires. Even so the tongue is a little member and boasts great things.
See how great a forest a little fire kindles! And the tongue is a fire, a word of iniquity. The tongue is so set among our members that it defiles the whole body, and sets on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire by hell. For every kind of beast and bird, of reptile and creature of the sea, is tamed and has been tamed by mankind. But no man can tame the tongue. It is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless our God and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the similitude of God. Out of the same mouth proceed blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be so. Does a little spring send forth fresh water and bitter from the same opening? Can a fig tree, my brethren, bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Thus no spring yields both
salt water and fresh.
Proverbs 21:23 Whoever guards his mouth and tongue keeps his soul from trouble.
SCRIPTURES ABOUT SOME OF THE THINGS BESIDES THE TONGUE THAT SEPERATE US FROM THE FATHER
Rev. 22:15 But outside are dogs and sorcerers and sexually immoral and murderers and idolaters, and whoever loves and practices a lie.
Galatians 5:19-23 Now the works of the flesh are evident, which are:
Contentions,Jealousies,Outbursts of wrath,Selfish ambitions,Dissensions,
And the like; of which I tell you beforehand, just as I also told you in time past, that those who practice such things will not inherit the Kingdom of God.
But the fruit of the Spirit is: Love,Joy,Peace,Longsuffering,Kindness,
Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness,Self-control. Against such there is no law.
THE WORDS OF THE MASTER
Matthew 5:44 But I say to you:
“Love your enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who spitefully use you and persecute you, that you may be sons of your Father in Heaven.”