3. THE VISION WITH THE ROCK AND THE PRECIPICE
(A PROPHETIC DREAM FOR WAKING UP)
My dear brother! My faithful friend!
If so far you have ever been preached to by someone corrupted by the inscription of Pontius Pilate, you should have the full confidence that the time you have set aside for this earth king and his earth kingdom is irrevocably lost in your life. It will not go back and furthermore you will never be compensated for the inculcation of this deceit into your mind.
You must have taken for granted that when you enter a church meeting, even at first sight, you immediately recognize the pastor and his wife. Since, they are the most personable and fancy-dressed.
Perhaps, you have accepted as normal the fact that whereas once you leave the meeting, you find the bus-stop or the station of the tram or the trolley-bus, the exalted majesty, which everybody calls “a church leader”, gets into his expensive limousine and dashes away in some direction.
Perhaps, you still remember that you took out of your pocket your last savings, in order to donate them for the expensive theological education of the pastor’s offspring beyond the ocean. Since, some day, they will come back with white shirts and black suitcases, in which they will keep a bible and a concordance, and will become just the next religious twigs that will take up the pastorship of their fathers.
You, however, open your heart and accept by faith the testimony of one servant of the Lord, who will tell you nothing by himself, but everything by Jesus the Saviour and by the spirit of a perfected righteous man, such as Apostle Paul.
So, my brother, let me begin with the fact that, one day, after I had written the last vision, I woke up filled with deep sorrow. My eyes had been weeping in my dream, and I did not know why. However, the Holy Spirit reminded me of my dream, in order for me to see that I had been walking in a deep precipice. In this precipice, I had noticed hundreds of little lambs, who had sunk into it and who were bleating sorrowfully, calling to be redeemed from the darkness and the smoke, which were going out of the bottom. While I was trying to help a small lamb, another one was bleating sorrowfully dozens of meters beneath it, and around it – there were more and more… Somewhere above, out of the precipice, a shepherd stood upon a Rock. He did not look like the shepherds you would see on the country meadows – with rough homespun clothes and woollen cloaks. No, my brother! This shepherd was dressed in an elegant black suit, and over the suit, he was wearing a personable fur-coat. Instead of a shepherd’s crook, he was holding in his right hand a gold staff with a ruby stone on the top. Looking at the sheep, which were scattered in the precipice, he was waving his staff, shouting:
“Come to me onto the Rock, souls of God! Climb up to me, because I am God’s anointed man and your pastor!”
The sheep had seen him standing upon the Rock, but they could do nothing, since their wool was entangled in the thorns, which were growing in the precipice, and they neither knew how to free themselves from it, nor had any inner powers to do it. At that moment of my dream, I felt that a painful moan rose from the Rock. The Voice of Jesus came to me out of it, telling me:
“My servant! What is this foolish shepherd doing standing upon Me? Why has he not gone into the depths of the world, in order to free My sheep and bring them to Me? Why does he presume that he is pleasant to Me, when his flock is scattered among the thorns and the terrific slopes of this precipice?”
“Oh, Jesus!” – I cried out in my sorrow:
“This shepherd does not have the humbleness of a servant, but the self-confidence of a king. He cannot afford to stand on a place that is lower than the place of Your sheep or even next to them, since thus he would lose his prestige in his own eyes…”
“And, what will be the fate of this king, My servant?” – the Rock asked me again and kept talking to me, saying:
“What will happen to a king, who grieves the Heart of the Rock and oppresses the whole Heaven? What happens to your heart, whenever it is grieved and oppressed?”
“Oh, Jesus! I weep, because thus my heart lightens!”
“Here is how the Heaven will also start weeping, Lord’s servant! So that Lord’s Heart may lighten! Since, while My Father was seeking servants for Himself, the churches on earth were filled with kings. When the Most High wanted to see David, His Eyes saw instead Saul. That is why these Eyes will weep now. And, while they weep, see and write down your dream as a testimony…”
After the words of the Rock, the Heaven above It frowned with black and storm clouds and rain started lashing over the Rock and the precipice. This rain did not startle the personable shepherd at all. On the contrary – he rejoiced, because he thought it was a rain of blessing. So, he started dancing upon the Rock and waving his golden staff, screaming to the sheep:
“Souls of God! Listen to my voice and quickly ascend to me! In order for you to be called offspring of Abraham! Offspring of the blessed ones!”
He had scarcely succeeded in saying three sentences, when something unforeseeable happened to the shepherd. The Heavenly rain had made the Rock slippery enough and so the luxurious shoes of the shepherd could not keep his balance upon the Rock and he slipped off the Stone of the Heavenly Holiness and fell into the precipice. Flying downwards, the shepherd started screaming, saying:
“Have pity on me, Lord! Do You not remember that I am one of Your kings? And You, are You not the King of the kings and the Lord of the lords?”
In this terrible moment, he was overtaken by the Voice of the Rock That was telling him:
“You wicked, lazy madman! When did you finish the race or keep your faith, in order for Me to endow you with the Crown of Glory and to confirm you veraciously as one of My kings? When were you active in the serving of the Son of Man on earth, in order for you to also inherit the reign of the Son of God on Heaven? Who was that enemy of God, who deceived you that My Father needs kings on earth? Here that you fall to the kings of horrors, who possessed your heart and deceived your soul in your lifetime! As to your scattered flock, I will let My servants gather it and raise it to Me!”
While the Rock was still resounding with the angry Voice of Jesus, the bottom of the precipice opened like the jaws of a serpent. And the personable shepherd, who was crying with horror, was devoured by the darkness of the immeasurably deep hell. Then, the Rock spoke to me again, saying:
“Lord’s servant! Weep with the Grief of My Father and stretch your faithful hands to free My little lambs from the thorns and prickles of the religious spirit. Since, I am talking to you now and very truthful and veracious words are leaving My Heart:
Here is the unchangeable fate of all the church leaders, who have become kings and have despised the humbleness and ministering. They will slip off the Rock, since they do not know God’s Grief, and unceasingly rouse it. Such earth kings are abomination before My Father’s Eyes and their tempting was commanded long ago. They were marked out for condemnation long ago, in order for them to become a snare and a stumbling block for the wicked ones and an example of rejection and disgust for the wise. Since, Heaven does not need pastors who are dressed in lustrous suits, expensive fur-coats, who wear gold staffs and drive luxurious cars, but humble shepherds, who always stand below than their sheep and who follow the very least sheep, in order to rescue it from the wolf’s fangs and from the thorns of the blasphemous religious spirit.
Heaven needs servants who live in Spirit and Truth the words, written by Apostle Paul:
“Already you have all you want! Already you have become rich! You have begun to reign – and that without us! How I wish that you really had begun to reign so that we also might reign with you! For it seems to me that God has put us apostles on display at the end of the procession, like those condemned to die in the arena. We have been made a spectacle to the whole universe, to angels as well as to human beings. We are fools for Christ, but you are so wise in Christ! We are weak, but you are strong! You are honoured, we are dishonoured! To this very hour we go hungry and thirsty, we are in rags, we are brutally treated, we are homeless. We work hard with our own hands. When we are cursed, we bless; when we are persecuted, we endure it; when we are slandered, we answer kindly. We have become the scum of the earth, the garbage of the world – right up to this moment. I am writing this not to shame you but to warn you as my dear children. Even if you had ten thousand guardians in Christ, you do not have many fathers, for in Christ Jesus I became your father through the Gospel. Therefore I urge you to imitate me…” (1 Corinthians 4:8-16)
For, this here is the Heavenly Truth, for which you have to lay down your life, My servant:
As long as the servant of God serves, Christ reigns in the hearts! As long as God’s servant is last, everybody in God’s Flock is first! As long as the servant of God is condemned to death, God’s Flock delights in Life! As long as the servant of God is foolish because of Christ, the sheep of God’s Flock are wise in Christ! As long as the servant of God is weak, the sheep are strong! As long as the servant of God is disgraced, God’s sheep go from Glory to Glory in Lord’s Spirit! As long as the servant of God is hungry and thirsty; as long as he is in rags and brutally treated; homeless and hard working; as long as he blesses, perseveres and implores; the whole Flock is instructed in the True Power of Gospel and in the Perfect Image of the Son of Man – His Image of a servant. And, My servant, if I gave you this vision in a dream, I did it for the sake of everybody who has to wake up!
Wake up, My Church! For, it is time for Lord’s servants to gather the Flock at Lord’s Rock! For, it is time for Lord’s Rock to make the kings slip fatally and thus to set their place among the hypocrites and the wicked people, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth!”
My brother, did you wake up through the prophetic dream of God’s servant? I sincerely hope that you have already woken up, because the next visions are intended exclusively for alert hearts and minds! Amen and Amen!
THE LIGHT OF MORIAH 