Baring a soul of life to the witches of the church

A whore by any other name

08/16/2009

Joel Akin Dark Man or Dark Horse

As a Christian I am meant to hold the light up to men and hold them to the fire so I build one for a man who held me to it for years. That is the house of God and the house of prayer but to the people of the Church of God Pentecostal out of Cleveland Tennessee.

Here is the bible I have been taught over the last decade or so and this is the truth.

I have been taught that the Old Testament is losing its power. I have been taught that men no longer hear God in our age and if you do then it is a demon. I have been taught that men are the essential notion of life and that if you pray you must seek to put souls ahead of prayer because God said it as a witness by way of Christ.

I am a man who is the Dark Horse and as a man who holds the line of prayer I hold it up to God to make it clear to you what is going on.

For if we cannot hear God then why do we think we can interpret the bible by voting what is best or what is believable at all? For if the cost of men who pray is to believe in the word of God then who among you can believe that God can and will speak to us by way of prophets of old or prophets who are new?

Why do men curse those who are not prophets and yet speak forth the word of God in renewed vigor? They who are in the COG go forth to pray and sing and sing for hours and yet I have had to leave the church because I am not well. If I go for an hour then I chance a day when no one will be here until 1 and then at 1 I am ready to die because of not having anyone offer me a bed to lie on.

I go to church and yet in days of old men who were sick were carried in comfort to the church so they could have their cots and yet we refuse those things as a price without validity in life.

I am a man who wants something to drink but many of the new churches state “No food or drinks allowed” and yet when the preacher states “I thirst” there is someone who runs to quench that thirst and to make sure the rest of us remain quiet in our seats without moving anything but a hand or a tongue in praise.

And if by chance we refuse to stand we see the world by the light of the music master who speaks out “Everyone must stand” and it becomes the price of the man who is struggling with a vocal disorder that he cannot sing or sing in a way that is worth hearing. Even if I could sing I wouldn’t because it causes me pain.

Now that sounds contradictory but who can state that they haven’t had a preacher get up and tell you who is going to hell in a handbasket because they refuse to go to church and have no excuse not to. Illness is the reason they ought to be in church and so they cast you off for wanting to rest and stay at home and pray until the end of the day.

Now the point of the COG isn’t that they are the worst but that they are the best.

They are the best but they are falling for the lies of the demons for as God showed me “I am available always. If you can’t hear me then the fault is on your side” and that always is the nature of the answer.

So when I hear a spirit tell me in a voice that sounds like mine that I am caught in a battle and the battle is preventing God from speaking I can believe the battle is happening but I realize that God is caught up into a wind of lies and I am caught up into a battle over the will of the mind.

In other words I believe God speaks and nothing but nothing can stop me from hearing God speak except a battle over the ears and the hearing. Thus when a father goes deaf I hear the battle he has because of the dog who chewed up his hearing aid.

I know the battle is the life I have to pray through for him that he might hear. I know the value of prayer and I know that prayer is the will of God.

However the price on prayer is that the church stopped me from praying. They came into my room and surrounded me in my hour of prayer with God. It is my sacred time and yet no one asked “Are you praying with God?”

No one cared that I was acting weird until I left blood on the floor and then it became a man losing it only I had walked on glass and had happened to bleed some without cleaning it up. The same for taking my first bath and taking it to the point of splashing out into the room called bathroom.

It so happened I was doing things that were spirit hindered and one thing spirits do is stop you from praying or stop you from reaching your goals.

Thus I pray for God to leave you COG members an answer to the life of a man stopped one day from praying by the church of god little.

They who pray know the word of God. They who pray know God speaks. They who pray know God is real. Yet who out there finds the story of Matthew running funny for it was the Matthew little who prayed for Zacheus and said “How long does the joust of life continue over the price of prayer?”

Now the point of prayer is God is little in the church of god because the house of prayer has lain quiescent for a long time. It is time that God returned to the house of prayer. It is time God built up a house of men who believe. It is time that God built a house of men who held the high ground and thus it is here I prophecy that God will make a house of the COG if they will return to the hour of prayer.

Sweet hour of prayer sounds like torture and in the sense of war it is. Yet if I, one man, can pray with God in the sight of men and pray to the sort of men who hear then I betray only the curse on the hour I lost for it broke me apart inside to the point of destruction.

That hour came from a father who believed I was losing it but his hour came to an end because men saw he was falling apart physically and they were partly right.

They took his stand and they threw it down and that was a plant of life called the flower of the trumpet.

It was God who brought me into the story as a man to pray in the gap that was made by men so I could fill it with prayer as a man who had authority only up to a universe. That is as far as I fell for I had higher and higher authority planned for me but God held me to the little side of life until I had gained the ground back again.

Thus I gained it with assumption of innocence until God showed me it was okay to lose a day in prayer if I were truly ill. I was.

I had gone at least three weeks without a night of sleep and thus I had fallen into a sort of funk where I could not sleep at all and was losing my mind.

Losing ones mind meant I wasn’t dreaming anymore and thus God saw it and saw I had fallen to an old trick of the enemy that I kept on praying and praying and praying without ceasing.

I had fallen, not for the Paul scenario, but for the idea that God wanted to talk for the fun of it. I had fallen so deep into the sort of funk that I aimed my soul for heaven thinking I was hearing the drumbeats or hoofbeats of the final horsemen of the apocalypse.

Of course I did hear things and had good hearing. I had fallen to sleep only when drugged and then only because good and caring family members insisted on me going into the hospital to get cared for.

I blamed them for a long time but they were doing what I would have done had I the sense of it.

The problem of a curse is that a curse is the likeness of Matthew going to Zacheus and yet it wasn’t Matthew but Jesus and thus I got it wrong based on scripture.

However if Matthew wrote the story of Zacheus he knew Zacheus enough to play a sort of story on him by way of a man named Jesus who really did live and was down in his luck until God showed him on lifes ebb how to pray well and better until he swore out the blood of darkness in him.

Thus I bear the darkness of blood born in darkness and thus I pray for it to be removed so that I can have a day unlike others in healing.

Until then remember that a Dark Horse writes oddly and doesn’t fit the pattern of a man called Prophet of the church. I am a prophet by decree of God and yet it was not the will in it that was meant to be.

God himself told me I had not been called to be a prophet and yet in his way of humor he allowed me to put on the mantle by way of Elisha and that was because Elisha wasn’t a prophet until Elijah gave him the calling as a man.

Think of it this way, Elisha wasn’t meant by God to be a prophet and if you think going to prophecy school of men is enough to get you into the big leagues you have another thing coming.

The fact is Elisha asked Elijah to give him the mantle before he went away and Elijah told him he asked a very difficult thing.

So when God left me in charge of earth he did so because he had to go out and find out why men were failing and falling all over the place.

He left me in charge and I had authority because I was the only man who ever, and I do mean ever, to fully defeat one assassin after another including one small lord named Satan.

I became rich in sense of spiritual insight because I had gained insight into the story of life by way of those who had been given insight by way of God. A roundabout way of saying I had authority not just in things of earth but of the universe at large and that is huge.

Thus I have friends in high places because I am a nice guy when you get right down to it. I built up a friendship in the spirit side of life and I continue to gain audiences with things that are so far off the ladder of life that people out there ought to really hear me speak.

However I don’t seek audience with those who are powerful so much as a desire to help them in utterly baffling ways. These are things which are given to me by insight of life and as a dark man of sight into dark things I have insight into why things are happening.

I am a Dark Horse but not of the apocalypse. That is the dark horse of life which is death and it will ride yet into the soul of the future.

For now I have a word for the churches of life and will grow here a hatred that will astound you for lies. I will program the wao system until it submits and then deal with the three sides of life we have here in full.

Now if I tell you all you might say “cool” and then leave so write me and find my address and send me a donation so I can submit daily to chastity of prayer.