Calgary, Alberta

2 AM The dream: I'm in a simple kitchen and with me is a young woman of no more then 14 years of age. I am showing her how I make the coffee for the watchmen on the walls. After I had served the troops for the night I was shocked when the Holy Father arrived holding the silver pot I had just used to serve the men on the wall. "You have been accused of spiking the coffee" the Holy Father told me. He was dressed in a thick brown garment that fell to his feet which were shod in simple sandals. A small crowd gathered around us including the young woman who had watched me make the coffee, and as I discovered, was the one accusing me of spiking the coffee. An extremely serious charge. The Father opened the pot and swirled the remaining coffee and then lifted it to his nose and took a quick smell. Again he repeated this action. I watched not understanding and felt great sorrow when a third time he lifted it to his nose. Yet this time he breathed it in deeply taking the full aroma of what I had made earlier that night. I felt compressed by the stone walls and the accusations of this young woman. I waited for the father to make his decision. He spoke to everyone there and stated, "This Coffee is not spiked!" He then turned to the young woman and with stern admonishment proclaimed "You must not accuse the brethren in matters of which you know nothing and which is none of your business." The father continued in this firm but gentle rebuke for several more minutes. I stood there with my head bowed. I felt no pride only sadness at being falsely accused. I awoke.

 I could not sleep and tossed upon my bed seeking God for an understanding of this dream. God began to show me that this dream referred to my web site which I had just started where I had begun to share the things God had taught me. More then once He has told me that He is going to send me to the church to begin to wake her from her sleep. He showed me that I had begun this process with this very web site by first going to those that I knew. Some of who were the Spiritual Watchmen on the walls. My job and task was simple. To provide a stimulant but not an intoxicant, to help keep them awake. To provide them with coffee so that the long wait would not lead to their falling asleep. I was not the Watchman I was not one of the troops guarding the walls but I was called by God to help wake them and keep those who are watching and guarding against the enemy from falling asleep.

God showed me that when one of the 'brethren' which refers to anyone of His children, falsely accuses another of sin He takes this very seriously. Thus this case had to have 3 witnesses referring to the 3 times God smelled the aroma of what I had made. In all cases and in all times the 'coffee' I had made was not only ordained of Him but anointed by Him. Thick, strong coffee is not for everyone and especially not for the spiritually young. It is intended for the troops and the watchmen on the walls because they are chosen by God for such a task and need such a drink to help keep them on their toes.

 So I asked God, is this referring to an actual person? He indicated that it was. That there were and would be those who cannot accept the taste of this 'coffee' because it awakens their hearts, their minds and their spirits. It often comes with a bitter taste and some wish to spit it out. That is their choice. God indicated that those who speak against me and falsely accuse me of adding something to the truth must then deal with Him because He has ordered me to provide this drink. And they must repent of their false accusations or as God indicated they will be cut off. Those who grow close enough to God understand what it means to be cut off. It is not a pretty thing.

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On a personal note I spent the entire day yesterday feeling as if I were under spiritual attack. I did not understand it and continued constantly in prayer asking God what was wrong. Many of the thoughts had to do with my web site and I was having thoughts that I should shut it down. That I was offending people. I have never had such thoughts before and so last night I continued in prayer asking for wisdom. It is then no coincidence that God showed and revealed to me what was happening in the spiritual realm.