Seven Thunders - The Fourth Thunder

Bob Neumann

 

Archived prophetic words and bible teachings from the Mercy Seat Fellowship


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For several weeks this message has taken shape as i stepped  into and through the Valley of Vision. Each time i began and  progressed till now the Vision seems complete, but far from  fully understood.

It begins with my standing on a beach, dressed in black armor. Totally encased like a second skin. For months this armor is part of the vision and the message. There is a strong wind blowing from the sea to the shore. There is much debris on the beach pushed around by the wind and the waves.   As i watch there are 'things' scurrying around picking up this flotsam and jetsam. Now i think i see people with the 'things' but the differences are few and fleeting. Yet it is a clear image of people and demons doing/competing for the same "trash" thrown up out of the sea.                         

As i walk at the edge of the water the gusts of wind catch me on occasion and sudden waves swell around me. At times i notice both people and demons being caught in these sudden  waves/breakers and dragged into the sea. There is something about this i find momentarily interesting and as i stop to watch this i hear HIS VOICE and hurry onward.

 Shortly later there is a 'cliff' that rises up from the beach. The waves crash against THE ROCK and recede back into the sea. Here above the waterline stands THE KING OF GLORY dressed in Black ARMOR and a brown robe over HIS SHOULDERS. HE points out to sea and i see what looks like a wall of water on the horizon line. Extra dark clouds swirl in the air above it. The sense that they are waiting to be released comes through my spirit, as i turn toward my MASTER. I did not expect a whist full tender voice, but that is what i immediately heard.

"I TOLD YOU, OLD DOG, THAT A STORM IS COMING. BUT NO ONE HAS EVER SEEN A STORM OF IT'S LIKE IN ALL OF TIME.'' with that HE turned and walked to the base of the cliff. "YOU HAVE HEARD THE VOICES OF THOSE WHO SAY THAT THE STORM CAN BE  DELAYED. THERE ARE THOSE WHO SAY THAT THEIR CONCERTED EFFORTS WILL STAY MY HAND. WHAT STAYS THIS STORM IS THE FLOW OF TIME ITSELF. YOU STILL SEE IT FROM THE PLACE IN TIME WHERE YOU STEPPED INTO ETERNITY. TIME HAS NO MEANING HERE EXCEPT FOR WHAT I GIVE IT." as HE spoke the STORM and the TIDAL WAVE went into fast forward and crashed against THE ROCK and the ''darkness'' increased and suddenly ceased and THE BRIGHTNESS SEARED MY  FACE. As i looked HE STOOD in WHITE and GOLD and i fell to my knees face to the ground.

 And as quickly as THE GLORY CAME we once again were in the pre-STORM darkness.                         

"STAND UP OLD FRIEND AND CLIMB", once again i heard the laughter in HIS VOICE as the shakes left me and the STRENGTH of HIS JOY FILLED me. Before me was the cliff and i immediately began to reach up for hand holds. Still i could feel the wind hit me at intervals but wherever my hands reached or my feet touched ROCK and ARMOR seemed to adhere. It took a while to climb. The first time i climbed this wall  i kept wondering what i was doing and why. But now it seems so trivial each time i climb.

Upon reaching the top i am standing on bear rock that has been stripped by wind and wave. No sand, soil, or anything for that matter. Before me is this shape and i quickly walk to it. When i get there it is a sheer smooth wall that comes straight from the ground and towers darkly overhead. The first few times i came to that wall it seemed not very high, but my perception has changed these last few weeks. In the  wall there are no lines of mortar and it seems to be cut out of solid rock. Slowly i begin to follow the wall to a corner and it is a sharp 90 degree squared corner. Each time it takes little time to travel around all 4 corners and return to my starting point. The first time i did so i spent time  looking at the ROCK and i noticed the similarity between the material of the cliff, the wall, and the ARMOR. All were black and seemed to be the same material.

The first time my thoughts ran rapid about the whole armor of GOD. FAITH, SALVATION, RIGHTEOUSNESS, TRUTH, THE GOSPEL  are all aspects of HIS WORD. After a while of contemplation i heard HIS VOICE say "AREN'T YOU GOING TO COME IN?"                         

Now there were no doors, windows, or anything else to see on any of the 4 walls and 4 corners. As i stared at the black wall before me the first time i remember thinking this is  ridiculous and that i should now what to do. And i stood there for a while waiting till that still sweet voice reminded me the favorite WORDS of my prophetic friends....PRESS ON....PRESS THROUGH....PRESS IN.... and i placed a palm against the wall and i pressed....and i remembered the line i had been given some weeks ago...THERE WAS A VEIL....and my hand flowed through and i stepped through into a place of LIGHT.                         

As i stepped through i was no longer in armor but a flowing white robe with gold embroidery. Sitting in the midst of some pillows and a low oriental table was THE BRIDEGROOM. HE wore a similar "WEDDING GARMENT" and crowns...the whole room was gold and bright colors. The walls were gold and flickers of light. the wall was smooth and warm to touch. It was made of pure gold with what had to be precious stones. Each stone reflected THE LIGHT in vivid colors of every shade imaginable. Usually when in HIS PRESENCE all my attention would be riveted upon THE KING OF GLORY, yet i felt like some rube tourist gawking at the stuff when THE HOST was right in front of me. How long i stared and rubbernecked i don't know....but eventually i was sitting alongside HIM and just overwhelmed.                        

 ''WELL, OLD DOG, WHAT DO YOU THINK?'', HE ASKED. To be honest i was completely speechless. Worse than that there is just no way to describe the visual images, the fragrance, the soft ''music'' of HIS VOICE AND LAUGHTER. No, i had no words to answer HIM then, or now. How does one describe the 'bridal chamber''?    "I BROUGHT YOU HERE FIRST SO YOUR HEART WILL NOT BE CRUSHED AND YOUR SPIRIT WOUNDED", HE BEGAN. "THIS IS THE PLACE I  HAVE PREPARED IN MY FATHER'S HOUSE. AT THE SAME TIME IT IS THE TOWER I CALLED YOU TO BUILD. ABBA IS PLEASED AND THE  WORK IS DONE. SO ALL IS LEFT IS FOR THE BRIDE TO BE CARRIED  AWAY. BUT BEFORE I DO THAT I HAVE FOUR PIECES OF UNFINISHED BUSINESS WHICH WILL SHORTLY TAKE PLACE. IT IS NOW TIME FOR  YOU TO SEE AND SPEAK OF WHAT YOU SEE FOR I AM FAITHFUL,  EVEN WHEN MAN IS NOT."                         

With that we stood and walked to the wall and i passed through again to the darkness outside and i was in black armor and in my right hand was the rod of iron. But this time i wore a brown hooded robe over the armor. Wherever i was going i was not supposed to be seen. that was obvious. The rod of iron i did not even think about at the time.  As i walked sort of toward the sea i noticed a form in the darkness and knew it was my destination. It seemed a very long walk and i knew i was close then i felt sand under my feet. This surprised me because i knew i had not climbed down. So i scraped at the sand with my feet and under an inch of sand was TRUE ROCK....and this brought a cold chill on my spine. As i continued to walk i felt a slight slope upward. Every now and then i would push the rod into the sand and strike rock, it only got deeper as i walked.    Eventually i stood outside a large building of ugly lights and colors. A hodgepodge of architectural styles and ages.  It was ugly and contrived. I came to a large double door that obviously barred or bolted from the inside, yet had locks on the outside. I immediately got the impression that they didn't want anyone to get in...or out. So with rod i pushed against the door and it opened with a loud breaking sound, yet there was no one around to notice.  As i stepped in i expected to find the inside of a building.  Instead i was in a street with buildings on either side butting up against each other. All these buildings looked old and unused. So i walked down the street and more run  down ruins passed on either side. As i walked i began to hear noise and see the same type ugly contrived light i saw from the outside. I reached a corner and made a 90 degree  turn and i saw ''people''. Most were bent over with huge burdens tied to their backs and shoulders. Some had burdens so large they dragged on the ground behind them. Then there were those with chains around them, on ankles and wrists rattling like Marley's Ghost in A CHRISTMAS CAROL. The ones with burdens seemed to have a purpose and a destination. Those in chains seemed to wander aimlessly. And i felt THE GRIEF OF THE HOLY SPIRIT for all of these. Then i saw the children. Many were tiny....typical rug rats...toddlers without chains or burdens. Just wandering the streets, or  following someone burdened or chained. They seemed innocent and carefree with a skip in their walk and exuberance all children seem to have when healthy. I felt an aching in my spirit hard to explain as an anticipation began in my being. I continued walking. Again i came to a corner and turned....                         

Suddenly i was at the last stretch of the street and the end fell off into apparent nothing as i looked out to it. Now on either side the buildings showed signs of use. Some were  very old and showed numerous coats of paint. Some were so new the mortar was wet and the masonry unpainted. And suddenly the story unfolded.

At the doors were ''barkers'' calling out to those in the street. Some wore black robes or suits with roman collars. Others wore clerical robes and some wore three piece suits.  And the very last and newest of these doors were ''barkers" in jeans and T-shirts, tattoos and leather jackets. Whether it was a barker in flowing robes and pectoral crosses or biker colors they all had a patter and were looking for ''marks''....and in my spirit i knew i was looking at THE LIE. Then i noticed the ''barkers'' pulling the burdened and chained into the doors and then send them out with bigger burdens and heavier chains. Those with the bigger dragging burdens ran in and needed no words by the ''barkers'' to come in....it was part of their burden. Those with small chains took more ''spiel'' to get them to come in.                         

Then i saw the toddlers....many were dragged by those with burdens and chains through the doors. When they came out they no longer looked innocent or healthy. All came out chained or burdened and i grieved in my core. I watched as time and multitudes passed. Slowly i walked to the end of  the street and where the pavement ended, it really ended. I looked down and saw the sea roll under the street as if it where a pier or boardwalk built over the water.                         

As i moved away from the edge i saw another wearing the BROWN ROBE and HOOD. and once again i stood before THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT. And like in the VALLEY OF GHENNAH i felt the GRIEF. Suddenly i realized this was Ghennah, in a different form. THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT turned and walked toward the center of the busiest area of the street. There turned and pointed down to what looked like cobble stones. Yet i realized this was all part of the GREAT DECEPTION...THE LIE.  And i knew exactly what i was to do. As THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT reached to me i removed my robe and handed what was HOLY TO THE HOLY ONE. As HIS HAND TOUCHED me for the first time incredible power and fire seemed to flow through me. I lifted my foot and stomped on the street and all the buildings shook on either side of me. I raised the ROD OF THE KING and swung it striking the pavement and it tore like paper-mache. Now at my feet was a gapping hole. Holding the ROD like a quarterstaff in both hands i looked up and down the street. The burdened and chained stood dumbfounded. All the noise had ceased. But all the ''barkers'' stared at me, and i realized i was seeing the dogs of the FIRST THUNDER....the demons of the church. Then with a shout and a laugh i dropped into the gap in the street.                         

(now here is what i have yet to understand in fullness. so i  will describe what i saw as i saw it)

i fell a short distance and sank to nearly my knees in soft sand. to either side of me where the ''foundations'' to all i saw above on the street. upon the sand were what looked like playing cards.... large playing cards. i could not tell either suits or value of any specific cards. some stood alone while most were fashioned together. as i began to move around i began to notice many cards not like a normal deck. then i began to spot single and multiple cards of the Tarot type. the closer to where the sand stopped and the sea as,  the more Tarot cards i noticed. slowly i began to walk away from the sea. and i quickly noticed the farther i walked from the sea. the more cards there were holding up the facade over my head. i knew i could have tore down every foundation i saw. but i was not sent to do that. so when ceiling and ground eventually met i came out through the ceiling as easily as i tore though the street. i passed through several feet of sand and stood outside the city/building built on sand and cards. i felt depressed.

As i stood there looking at what was obviously American church/religion, i wanted to be angry but only felt grief.  The SOLID ROCK now stood beneath my feet and this dull dark dead place stood between me and THE COMING STORM. Now i remembered the scripture verse about there is nothing new under the sun. Years ago THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT had said through many that a STORM was coming. That a CLEANSING would occur. How many times had i heard of a SHAKING taking place? Now i watched as the SURGE overtook the monstrosity man and demons built on sand instead of ROCK. Without warning i felt that TOUCH on my shoulder and HEARD that VOICE i have heard so often, "IT'S GOING TO BE ALL RIGHT''.....AND LIKE BEFORE  EVERYTHING WAS SUDDENLY IN FAST FORWARD AND THE THING WE  THINK OF AS CHURCH WAS SMASHED AND CAST INTO THE MIDST OF THE SEA.                         

Briefly the DARKNESS became more intense by several degrees.....and i heard ABBA WHISPER... THIS ALL MUST BE FOR I AM. IT IS ALREADY DONE, SON, FROM WHERE I SIT. and suddenly the Darkness simply ceased and THE BRIGHTNESS OF  HIS GLORY SURROUNDED ME. AND AS WE HAD WALKED IN HIS VINEYARD HE TOOK ME BY HAND AND TURNED ME AROUND. BEFORE ME WAS THIS MIGHTY TOWER OF PURE LIGHT. IT WAS HUGE..... THEN I NOTICED THE ROCK I STOOD ON WAS LIKE LIVING FIRE AS IT REFLECTED THE GLORY OF MY ABBA. HERE I NOTICED THE ARMOR I STILL WORE....UTTER BLACK WHEN IN THE ABSENCE OF LIGHT....PURE CRYSTAL AS IT REFLECTED AND LIKE A PRISM SHOWN LIKE A RAINBOW.

 “MY SON, NO ONE EVER ASKED ABOUT THE ARMOR, FEW GUESSED  RIGHT. BUT THAT IS ALL RIGHT. I WRAPPED YOU IN MY WORD.   NOTHING IS STRONGER....NOTHING IS MORE PRECIOUS TO ME. MANY  TALK AND BOAST ABOUT THE WHOLE ARMOR, YET WILL NOT LIVE IN IT. FEW I HAVE CHOSEN TO WEAR IT FOR MY PURPOSES. NONE WEAR IT WITHOUT PAYING A PRICE. YOU BUILT MY TOWER. IT WILL BE USED MIGHTILY IN THE DAYS AHEAD."                         

At this point we reached the DOOR of THE TOWER and HE WAS waiting for us. As we passed through THE VEIL what was THE BRIDAL CHAMBER WAS A GREAT BANQUET HALL, THE SAME I SAW SO LONG AGO. BUT IT WAS SO DIFFERENT. like a small child firmly holding ABBA'S HAND we moved between tables and "servants'' were busy. (please don't ask what they were doing, it seemed  not that important as i walked with THE ANCIENT OF DAYS....AND THE SON OF GLORY.)                         

Like a child listening to but not part of the conversation we continued for some time as we walked through this place PREPARED. Size and dimension are impossible to relate.  Finally we came to a place where we were meant to be and i heard ABBA pronounce "IT IS GOOD". as ABBA released my HAND the SON grabbed my shoulder and we turned off to the side. In quick strides we came to a place where others had been waiting. With a laugh in HIS VOICE HE DECLARED "IT IS GOOD". All the others smiled and slapped each other on the shoulder. Obviously they had been there and waiting for some time. Each wore white wedding garments just as i did. And just as suddenly i was out on the beach with HIS HAND on my shoulder....both of us in black armor.

"YOU HAVE SAID SO LITTLE OLD DOG", HE LAUGHED. There are times words just don't seem to work this is one of them. So many things seen....so many images. This is HIS FOURTH THUNDER, yet so different than the first three. "TELL THEM WHAT YOU HAVE SEEN IN THE WORDS I WILL GIVE YOU" CAME THE  LILTING VOICE OF THE MOST HOLY SPIRIT WHO JOINED US AND PLACED THE BROWN ROBE OVER MY ARM. "IN THE DAYS AHEAD YOU WILL NEED TO COVER YOURSELF AND BE STILL. THE BATTLE HAS REALLY ONLY BEGUN. THE TRUE SERVANTS AND STEWARDS ARE PRESSED ON EVERY SIDE. TIME INDEED IS SHORT".

"OLD DOG'', SPOKE MY KING, ''THE APOSTATE CHURCH BUILT ITSELF ON SAND AND NOT ON ROCK. INDEED THEY MOVED SAND AND PLACED IT ON THE ROCK TO LIFT THEMSELVES ABOVE THE ROCK. THEY GAMBLED POORLY. AS THEY BUILT THEY HAVE GOTTEN FARTHER FROM MY WORD TILL THEY BUILD COMPLETELY ON SAND AND DOCTRINES OF MEN AND DEMONS. THEY CREATE MINISTRIES AND AGENDAS THAT ARE COMPLETELY IN CONFLICT WITH ABBA'S WILL. THEIR MOTIVES ARE CARNAL, THEIR METHODS ARE WORLDLY, THEIR FRUIT IS BITTER. THE SPIRITS THAT EMPOWERS AND DIRECTS THEM ARE FOUL AND DECEIVING BUT THERE IS DO DISCERNMENT IN THEM FOR THEY ARE SERVING THEIR OWN KINGDOMS. THEY USE MY NAME AS A LURE AND HOOK MANY."

"THE MAIN ABOMINATION OF THIS APOSTATE CHURCH IS IT SERVES THE ENEMY IN MY NAME. I WILL NOW BRING DOWN THEIR HOUSE IN THE STORM THAT NOW COMES."

"YET YOU WILL TELL MY BELOVED IN THE MIDST OF THIS MONSTROSITY THAT THE PLACE IS PREPARED AND THE BANQUET IS READY. YOU SHALL SEND THIS ON THE DAY BEFORE PURIM TO TELL MY BELOVED THAT I AM INDEED A KING WHO LOVES HIS QUEEN. THAT SHE HAS INDEED BEEN PREPARED FOR THIS HOUR AND THIS KINGDOM, FOR SUCH A TIME AS THIS HAS NEVER BEFORE BEEN OR WILL BE.”

"SHE MUST PRAY AND FAST FOR THE SAKE OF HER PEOPLE. SHE MUST  ALSO GET HER ATTENDANTS TO BE IN AGREEMENT WITH HER. THOSE  WHO REFUSE HER REQUEST WILL FIND NO OIL IN THEIR LAMPS WHEN  I COME AS A THIEF IN THE NIGHT.''                        

''BUT YOU OLD FRIEND MUST CONTEND WITH HAMAN. HE WILL BE   DISTRACTED WITH YOU AND ALL MY FRIENDS, MY DREAD WARRIORS,  AS MY BELOVED PRAYS AND FASTS. SO WHEN HE PLACES YOU ON THE  KING'S HORSE DO NOT BE DECEIVED IT WAS NOT WHAT HE WISHED.   BUT NONE OF HIS WISHES OR PLANS WILL PROSPER."                         

"SPEAK TO MINE, THOSE WITH EARS TO HEAR SHALL HEAR. THOSE WHO ARE DEAF ARE NOT TO ABSORB YOUR TIME OR STRENGTH. YOUR  BATTLES ARE THE ONES I SEND YOU INTO, NOT WHAT OTHERS WILL  ASK OF YOU."                         

with that he slapped me on the shoulder and i returned to this realm....

so ends this the FOURTH THUNDER.

selah old dog


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