Giving a Baby New Life

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The Baby’s Under Attack

04 September 2022

Little Trapper lives in a beach town in the state of the Virgin Maiden, USA. She’s a single Christian woman, around fifty years of age and contacts me because of demonic aggression. I’ve been speaking with Little Trapper for months about some issues she’s concerned about. Jesus nudges me on “Witchcraft,” but I am not absolutely sure of the message. We begin making plans on how to get together to pray against whatever’s been looming over her for a long time.

Both her and her sister drive to where I live, a good two plus hour trip and we meet. We begin praying, glorify God and I ask Jesus to send in His Holy Spirit to begin today’s work. Her heart begins to race as fear sets in.

The Holy Spirit reveals a being to her and she tells me, “I heard ‘Eckmoch.’ I’ve never heard that name before.” I bind Eckmoch and begin my interrogation. I ask Eckmoch, “When did you get in there?” He replies, “When she was lonely.” I call him on his lie and demand him to tell the truth. We go back and forth a little, then, finally, he tells us he entered during the Ouija board. Using a Ouija is a form of necromancy, commanded against by God in the Bible and Trapper knows exactly the time Eckmoch’s referring to.

I lead Trapper through the process which frees her of the demon behind the Ouija: She repents and asks for forgiveness. I bind Eckmoch, cancel his assignment, rebuke him in the name of Jesus, coach Little Trapper to “divorce” Eckmoch and I cast him into the pits of hell. It takes a minute or two, but when he’s leaving, Trapper describes the sensation as, “It feels like when your arm is coming back from being asleep; tingly, but it’s like that all over my body.” Before he leaves, I ask Eckmoch, “Who’s your boss?” and he quickly gives-up Belial.

Belial is an allusive personality. Scholars often describe the word “Belial” – as it is used in the Bible- as meaning “without yoke.” Apocryphal Jewish writings land Belial as a fallen angel who follows Satan in his rebellion against God. The Sibylline Prophecies prophesy Belial as their coming Antichrist, the man of lawlessness. In the book of Jubilees, uncircumcised heathens are called “sons of Belial.” This Belial is one of the Generals in the Kingdom of Darkness and is the ruler over the earth demons. This is a serious character.

I ask Belial when he enters Trapper. He replies, “When she’s a baby.” As soon as I get my answer, Trapper begins to cry deeply. After a moment of gentle weeping I ask Trapper “What’s going on inside you?” She responds, “I saw an image of me floating in my mother’s womb; umbilical cord and everything. It was so real and the only thing I could think about was, ’How can you attack me inside my mother’s belly?’”

I interrogate Belial, “Generational?” He answers, “Yes, A generational curse of witchcraft. Through the mother.” We break the curse, I bind and cast Belial into the pits of hell. Trapper’s head, neck and lips begin shaking and Belial leaves through the chest area. I ask her, “Is anything left in this house?” She answers, “Anger. Moloch.” If you’ll remember in R. Nald’s and Game Bred Dacian’s deliverance, Anger and Moloch run together. Anger is Moloch’s subsidiary, worker, slave.

I ask Moloch, “When did you come in here?” He says, “I came in through pain.” I demand, “What pain? Trauma, physical…” He tells me “Rejection from the parents.” Trapper begins to cry at the pain she experiences as a child when her mother gives her up to her grandmother and the rejection she felt. I ask Trapper, “Can you forgive them?” She says “Yes.” She does, I break the curse Moloch is holding onto and command him and his hordes to go. Moloch makes her cold. He’s heavy on her chest, knotting-up in her throat. I advise her, “Tell him you don’t want him anymore and to go.” She does, senses a “fight” in her spirit and he leaves; just like that. We clean up, fill-up and replace the empty places in her with the fruit of the spirit. An hour later and she’s still feeling the “neurological tingly” sensation all over her body from when Eckmoch left the house. The Holy Spirit confirms to me that “work” is still being done and her house is being set in order. So, Jesus’ nudge about “witchcraft” months ago is true and Little Trapper gets free of a being named Eckmoch and two of hell’s highest ranking demonic figures: Belial and Moloch. God is good. Thank you, Jesus.

Curse of the Neck Sniffer

10 August 2023

“As I was praying, eyes shut, a presence came up behind me, right at my neck” she tells me during our phone call. When we speak, she’s telling me the demonic being almost nuzzles her, from behind, as if to smell her. “Creepy” she says and I’m thinking, “Oh no, the spirit of Joe Biden’s in her house!” She continues, “I’ve not had a feeling like this for years (so, she’s experienced this before). So personal. Not like the demon was just in the room, but right up on me!”

We schedule tonight to get on the phone together and invite Jesus in, to see what He wants to do in this situation. I begin to pray, ask Jesus to prepare the battlefield, send confusion into the enemy’s camp, protect us as we work and I bind the strongman. We do NOTHING without worshiping the Lord. She chooses Yahweh, by WorshipMob. I play it from my end and hear her worshiping and singing in my earphones. I begin spinning around in my barber chair, worshiping in my shop, behind my home. I’m in the spirit. I’m standing outside their city wall. I blow a trumpet to announce “Prepare yourself. I’m coming in!” I lay a siege ramp against their wall and destroy all their supply lines. I call down mighty angels from heaven and we surround their kingdom. I’m dancing in the face of the enemy, taunting them in the Name of Jesus and tears are streaming down my face. Jesus comes and stands beside me. We face their kingdom wall together. I’m screaming at them! I turn, bow to Jesus and kiss His feet. I stand again, face their kingdom and begin screaming “Yahweh! Yahweh! Yahweh!” After the smoke clears and the battle’s over, a human spirit gets saved, we give a baby New Life and we break the chains of the Babylonian System of Trapper’s spirit.

I ask Jesus, “What do you want to do with your daughter tonight?” He replies, “I want to free her.” I question, “What’s the first step?” He tells us, ““She’s being held back from what I’ve called her to do.” I test the spirit and He gives me confirmation He’s the King. I ask, “What’s holding her back Jesus?” He answers, “An ailment.” I ask what it is and He responds, “Infirmity.” I ask, “Is this the Neck Sniffer or another? He says “No” and tells me to call it out.

I bind the spirit and demand it to identify itself. The evil spirit says, “Why?” and I hang it upside down. I demand, “What are you doing in there?” He tells me, “Taking over.” I ask, “Are you hurting her?” to which, he replies, “This is my playground.” He causes Trapper pain as she tells me, “I’m tired of pain.” He tells me “She allowed me in” and I ask Jesus to open Trapper’s (spiritual) eyes so she can see the spirit. I ask his name and he replies, “Nimbit.” I ask, “What kind of demon are you?” because I assume he’s a demon, but he answers, “Human.” I change my approach, ask Jesus’ forgiveness for manhandling a human and demand Nimbit’s origin. He answers, “Momma” and Trapper’s seeing a boyfriend from her past, “Gift.” Gift is still alive, so Nimbit is the living spirit of Gift. I demand, “How did she let you in?” Nimbit answers, “Heart” and tells me she was “Lonely.”

Jesus has given me a ministry to evangelize these evil human spirits, mostly witches, when I find them in people. This isn’t like evangelizing one on the street, this can be brutal. These spirits are fallen and evil, controlled by the Kingdom of Darkness. There’s no nice way to do it! I ask Nimbit, the spirit of Gift, “You know that kingdom, Nimbit. You know when you die, your going to hell. Do you want to meet Jesus? I can introduce you to Him.” He yells, “No!” I raise my voice, “You want to burn in hell?” He repeats, “No.” I restart, “I can introduce you to Jesus right now. You need to be saved.” Nimbit claims, “I’m scared.” Evil spirits quake at the name of Jesus and I continue, “He can undo everything you’ve been doing in her […] He won’t hurt you” and Nimbit begins crying. I tell him, “He loves you and wants to save you. What do you say?” Nimbit says reservedly, “Ok” and I invite Jesus in.

Little Trapper feels shaky and her fingers are cold. I ask Jesus again, “Please open her eyes so she can see.” He does and Trapper gives me the play-by-play. She says, “I see a dark figure, cowering down, on the floor like he’s afraid. I see a whitish light, like someone’s turned on a soft light. Nimbit is relaxing. He wants to look up. I see a hand outstretched toward the dark figure” and she feels like she wants to cry.

Trapper continues in the vision Jesus gives her, “I see Nimbit reaching toward Jesus’ hand. Jesus is lifting him up out of the corner, slowly. Nimbit’s still not looking up, he’s scared. Jesus is powerful! In the black figure [Nimbit] I see a heart in the middle.” I’m ecstatic and say, “Jesus is giving him a heart of flesh!” Trapper adds, “The blackness seems to be turning lighter, changing colors. Jesus is touching Nimbit’s chest where the heart is. Nimbit slowly looks up, with tears in his eyes, running down his face. He’s starting to look human-like, rather than a dark black blob.” Jesus wraps His arms around Nimbit and I yell, “Congratulations Nimbit. Welcome to the family!” Trapper hears Nimbit say, “He didn’t hurt me. No one has ever loved me.” Nimbit, tells me “Thank you.” I’ve not had a human spirit tell me this before. I’m touched and respond, “You’re welcome. I love you dude. Best day of your life!” Now, Jesus will send another to Gift to complete the job on the human side!

The scene shifts dramatically, immediately and Trapper sees a womb with a baby in it. I ask and Jesus tells me, “It’s her.” I ask Jesus, “Is this her in another timeline or in the spirit, or both?” He says, “Both.” “What are we going to do about this baby Jesus?” He tells me, “She needs to be birthed.” He also says, “She’s overdue” and she can be birthed out of this evil timeline through prayer. Through Trapper He tells me, “Prayer” and “Warrior” as in her gifting. He’s activating her gifting which has been asleep forever. I pray these in her, as He told me to and pray in New Life. I ask if this is sufficient, but He tells me, “No. Not specific enough.” I ask where to put the gifts and He tells me, “Two things, healing and prophetic.” I ask if He wants me to unlock these with a key and He replies, “No. Speak into her.” I do and get the nod of approval.

“What’s next Jesus?” I inquire. He simply says, “Break free.” I ask, “Neck Sniffer?” He answers, “Yes.” I call out the Neck Sniffer and Little Trapper feels nervous and gets cold. I demand its identity and she sees the being. “It’s a lumpy, bumpy, ugly, grey slimy…thing!” It answers me. Its name is Sasha and it’s a Demon. I put a spear through its body. Male or female? I don’t know if that even applies here. Weird! I interrogate and Sasha is generational, through the Trapper’s mother. I demand, “How’d the mother let you in?” Sasha replies, “She liked witchcraft. Fortune tellers, Ouija boards.” I set Sasha on fire, Trapper forgives her mother, I break the Curse of the Neck Sniffer and ask Jesus, “Are You satisfied?” Jesus says “No,” the demon’s still on fire and Trapper is shaky and yawning.

Sasha’s hanging onto another curse. I ask, we get that its “sexual” and Sasha gives up the goods, “Adultery.” I ask Trapper, “Have you slept with a married man?” She reluctantly responds, “Yes.” We do the work with Jesus; she repents and all the other stuff and I break the Curse of The Other Woman’s Husband. I demand, “What else, or I’ll cut your head off!” We hear “Fornication.” I ask Jesus if He can show Trapper the charges against her in Heaven and she hears, “Death.” This is serious! I ask Jesus, “Penalty or charge?” He replies, “Penalty,” I don’t understand fully, but we continue the work.

I ask Jesus, “How do we make this right [with You]?” He says “Prayer” and I confirm, it’s her that needs to pray, not me. She does, asks forgiveness, the whole gamut, and I ask Jesus if He’s satisfied, to which He says, “No.” I ask Mercy of the Court and for the charges again. Nothing. Then I feel the problem is in her heart. I ask and Jesus says, “Yes.” I continue, “Is she non-repentant?” Jesus, “Yes.” Oh no!

Suddenly, I get a picture of the Whore of Babylon. In Revelation 17, this Whore is prostituting with the systems of this world. The occult runs all these systems, at the highest levels and they all consummate their deals with this prostitute by sexual immorality and blood. Somehow, Trapper’s spirit is intertwined in this Babylonian System through her fornication and they have Satanic Rites over her.

I’m still confused and ask Jesus, Is her spirit tied to this Babylonian System?” Jesus, “Yes.” Me, “How do we free her?” and Trapper hears, “Holy Spirit.” I ask, “Her spirit needs the Holy Spirit?” Jesus says, “Yes.” I add, “Her body too?” Jesus, “Yes.” Me, “So, she’s not saved?” He stops my line of questioning and answers, “Yes. She is” and I ask “Do I pray in the Holy Spirit or does she invite?” He says, “Her.” She does, I ask if Jesus is “Satisfied?” He says “Yes” and tells me to send in His Spirit. I ask, “Holy Spirit, take her over. Conquer that territory and make it Yours forever.” Suddenly, Trapper feels “Tingly” and “Peaceful.” She says, “I feel lighter and I’m hearing blessings.” The following is a list of blessings she hears the Holy Spirit pronounce over her life, in succession, separated by 10 to 15 seconds each. She says, “I’m hearing words.” I ask Jesus, “are you speaking into her being?” He says “Yes” and she narrates what she hears:

I’m feeling electricity from head to toe.
I hear, “I am making the crooked way, straight.”
I hear, “Purging.”
I hear, “Healing, completeness and wholeness.”
I hear, “Bending the brokenness.”
He says, “I Am opening deaf ears and blinded eyes.”
I hear, “Filling the rivers of life.”
I hear, “Making the heart flesh.”
I see rivers of water running over dry parched land.
I see new life, as in something that’s been desolate and dry, becoming life again. Beautiful. Like scenery as opposed to a person. Flowers, trees, birds, etc., a perfect place.
I hear, “It’s My presence.”
I keep hearing, “My daughter, welcome home!”

Nimbit, the human spirit of Gift gets saved. Sasha, the Neck Sniffer is burnt out on the floor and sent to hell. Gone! The “Death” penalty Jesus later tells me, is not as serious as I thought during the process. The penalty is a shorter life, which is death, but that’s gone now also and The Holy Spirit came in to break the chains of the Babylonian System off Trapper’s spirit. All these things were paid for by the Blood of Jesus and activated now, while in her flesh. Jesus came to give life more abundant. By the way, we’re not done yet. There’s more, but that’s enough for tonight. We rest and glorify our Lord and Savior for this victory. Thank you Jesus!

Purging Spiritual Areas

15 August 2023

The last time we speak, Jesus tells Little Trapper, “My daughter, welcome home.” Today we welcome in the King of Kings and ask Him to prepare the battlefield for the oncoming conflict. She suggests we worship to Kristene DiMarco – It Is Well and I invite in the Holy Spirit. I ask Jesus, “What do you want to do with Your daughter tonight, Sir?” He responds with a simple phrase, “A purging,” so we journey into the dark places of her soul, she has a special meeting with Michael the Archangel and we fight a Nephilim spirit named Balal.

I ask Jesus, “What’s our first step?” He responds with “Dig deep” and I add, “Into spiritual areas,” to which He says, “Yes.” I ask The Commander if I can send an army of angels with heavy equipment to excavate these deep, spiritual areas. He says, “Yes,” I activate the command and the angels release and go to work. I ask Jesus, “What are we searching for?” He gives me a one-word answer, “Generational,” and I ask, “Should I send anything before us on this journey?” He suggests, “The Holy Spirit.” I do, and the Spirit of the Living God goes out before us into battle. Jesus takes us into three spiritual areas today: (1) dark caves of the soul, (2) the deep, dark space of the mind, and (3) the lonely dirt road of her heart.

We are approaching dark places and Trapper tells me, “I see dark black holes and deep caves you can’t see in.” I send in the light of Jesus Christ to light our way and release more angels to stand guard against anything that might be lurking inside these holes and caves. The inside of the cave is “rocky, bumpy and slimy” as Trapper describes what she’s seeing. I ask The Boss, “Should we press on into the cave?” He says, “Yes” and Trapper tells me, “It smells earthy in here.” We go in, I send an angelic scout ahead of us and I ask Jesus “Where is this place?” Jesus responds, “Her soul.”

Wow, I think this is the first time Jesus has taken me INSIDE someone’s soul before. Awesome! I ask, “What kind of work will we do in her soul?” As usual, He answers simply, “Cleansing.” I concur, our spirits follow The King and she describes, “I feel as if something’s staring at me from the cave walls. I can’t see it. Like it’s camouflage.” I ask my Commander, “Do You want me to deal with this threat?” He answers, “Yes” and I immediately throw a spear through the chest of this camouflaged rival.

I pin the threat to the cave floor and Trapper hears, “Leviathan.” He’s exposed and Trapper describes “I see him stuck to the floor with your spear, squirming all around. He’s a grey snake!” I reach in and grab this huge serpent by the throat, cutting off his oxygen and demanding how he gets in Trapper’s soul. Trapper hears, “Her mother” and we learn he’s made many deals. I demand the deals and Leviathan claims the rights to “Her life.” The rights given to Leviathan by the mother, transfer to Trapper and, therefore, he owns her as well. I interrogate, “Were the deals made in the flesh or the spirit?” He yields, “Flesh. The deals were sexual,” and we learn the mother’s oblivious to the deals as Jesus tells me, “Blinded eyes.” She’s unaware of the deals she’s made through illicit sex. Jesus then gives us valuable intel on Leviathan, “He steals the breath and plagues the body.”

Little Trapper felt extreme shortness of breath as a child. As she’s grown, the problem is less noticeable, but her pain levels have increased and she’s in pain most every day. We place all Leviathan’s legal rights into one nomenclature and I identify this group as The Curse of the Blind Eyes. I ask Jesus how to destroy this curse and He tells me, “The head” and I know I’m to cut the head off this snake. I do and Trapper sees the head separated and the body thrashing all around. Okay, we killed the snake, but he’s a spirit and not dead, so I say to Jesus, “This is her soul Jesus. That serpent can’t stay here and its spirit is still attached to her. What do we do about this?” Jesus says I’m correct and mentions, “He is in multiple realms.” I ask, “Do I call him back?” Jesus says, “No. Fire. Send My fire into ever realm of her existence.” I obey my command and send the fire of Jesus Christ into every Area of her Dominion and existence. We burn that snake, she sees the cave full of snakes, burning, which were all hidden before, on fire, ash, and “falling from over my head. Everything is burnt and smoldering” she describes. The future demise of this monster is documented in Isaiah 27:1.

I ask about cleaning up this area of her soul and Jesus tells me this job is for the angels. I ask Jesus if He can open her eyes, to see the angels clean the area of operation. He grants and Trapper describes “I see the area becoming lighter. I feel a presence, yet fire and things are happening all around me. Everything is becoming clearer.” I ask Jesus again about her seeing the angels and she describes, “Some are white lights, long and wispy looking. Others have swords, shields and are dressed in battle gear. They’re huge, but I cannot see their faces.” I ask Jesus if she can speak to one and He sends one close to her.

Trapper tells me, “I see a very tall angel. His robe is above the knees. He’s wearing a breastplate and sandals. Seven feet tall. [Still] no face.” I ask, “What is your name Mr. Angel?” He says “Michael” and I ask, “The Micharl? I’ve read a lot about you! How are you sir?” His response to me is, “Blessed.” I add, “I know you always do good work for The King.” He admits, “It’s my honor.” I ask if there’s anything he could tell Trapper and he instructs, “Keep fighting.” I ask Trapper, “Is there anything you want to say to Michael?” She says, “Thank you for your strength, perseverance, and determination. Never giving up.” Michael responds with a nod as his head is down. Jesus gives us an “All clear” on this area of operation and we move on.

We come out of the cave into light. “It’s bright” Trapper says and sees foliage. “It’s clean” she says and I add, “Life as opposed to death.” Suddenly, she sees flashes of a black hole, “Like in outer space” she says. “I’m standing still, but its all going past me” she adds. I ask, “What is this place, Jesus?” In His usual form, he returns with a short answer, “Mind.” I ask, “Is this considered the conscious?” He answers, “It’s the thoughts.” “Who is our target Sir,” I inquire. He responds, “Death.”

I ask and Jesus confirms, Death lives in her mind and is killing her healthy thoughts while Trapper hears, “Confusion.” I ask my Commander, “Do You want me to call him out Sir?” He gives me the order and she hears, “Slothful.” I throw chains with hooks on the ends into the outer space. I get him, but he won’t come out and we hear, “No!” I threaten, “I’ll burn you out if you don’t come right now. I don’t wait and send fire into the deep dark space, pull on him with my chains and he insists, “I don’t have to! This is my home.” I ask, Death will not answer, I ask Jesus and it appears Death enters through Trapper’s father. The deal made was “Love.” Trapper’s father didn’t approach this spirit of Death, but got tricked by the love of money. I ask, “Did you promise him security? I get confirmation and address Curse of the Security.

I ask, “What did the dad exchange for your security, Death?” He answers, “His heart.” Trapper forgives her father for the deal that binds her as well as her father, she sees sharp, pointy things leaving gaping holes in her person, chains fall, and this dark, outer space area becomes lighter. Death is gone, I replace him with Life and Jesus tells me, “One more.” We move on and press forward.

Trapper sees feet, walking on a dirt road. “There are weeds and ditches on both sides,” she tells me. I ask, “Where are we, my King?” “Lonely,” He responds.” “The Lonely Road,” I question. He responds, “Heart” and it makes sense. I ask, “Do you want me to search for the monster in her heart, Jesus?” Jesus gives me the nod and I send a scout angel up the road to search out our target. Trapper hears, “Acceptance” and sees the weeds rustling on either side of the road, “…like there’s something there.” Jesus tells me it’s many things, not just one, so I call down a net and capture these beings. Trapper sees a big ball of darkness in the net and I ask Jesus, “Is this a principality?” He affirms and I go to work. In this principality, I find the human spirit of Jimmy, Nezbit the Demon, a hybrid named “Cricket” and a Nephilim named Balal.

Jesus gives me authority; I break the principality apart and command the beings to stand in line according to rank. I call the first being in front of me and Trapper describes, “He has long, skinny arms. Long, pointy ears, like a Doberman Pincher.” I ask about the eyes and she tells me, “Round in the front, coming to a point on the sides, like an alien. He is smooth and skeletal.” I ask his name. No answer. He is the lowest ranking one in the group and is non-responsive. I don’t understand and ask Jesus, “Any special instruction?” He says, “No,” so I ask the being, “Human or demon?” He responds, “Human” and it makes sense. I move to evangelize.

I have no name still, but give him the truth, “You are going to die in that system. You know what they do and you will go to hell. You need to be saved! You are not one of them. The human spirit confesses to me, “I was brought in [this group, not by choice],” and “I don’t care.” I assert, “You can get out of this.” The human spirit, “What for” – he doesn’t care. “Peace and love. Have you ever experienced this?” “No” he answers. “You’ve been lied to. You need to meet the Truth” I insist. “Do you want to meet Him” I continue. “No one wants me!” he argues. I tell him about Jesus’ love and that he belongs to Him; that he needs to give up and let Jesus love him. The human spirit gives in, “I guess.” I ask his name, he says “Jimmy” and I invite Jesus in to do His work, Salvation!

Trapper narrates the experience. “I see Jimmy, I see light and I can feel the softness of Jimmy’s heart. The anger’s gone. Jimmy just dropped to his knees. He’s crying in his hands. Jesus just placed His hand gently on Jimmy’s head. The figure [Jimmy] is slowly turning human.” I insert, “The Light is revealing Jimmy’s true nature.” Trapper continues, “Jesus is lifting him off his knees, but he’s still looking down. Jimmy is crying, sobbing, like a deep soul cry” and Trapper can feel it! “Jesus is healing Jimmy. Jimmy is laying his head on Jesus’ chest and his arms are around Jesus. He’s human now!” I tell Jimmy, “Congratulations sir,” to which, he replies “I never knew.” I ask the condition of Jimmy’s flesh and Jesus tells me, “It lives.” I ask if it’s saved and Jesus tells me “No,” but assures me He’s sending someone to try to evangelize it.

I ask, “Who’s next!!!” The next one comes up. I demand, “Human or demon?” He’s a demon named Nezbit. Wait a minute! We delt with a Nimbit last time, so I ask his relation to Nezbit. He replies, “Workers in the field,” is responsible for chaos, impedes her from moving forward, has no legal right and I send him to hell to burn. Trapper sees Nezbit inflamed and disintegrating into a pile of ash. “Who’s next!!!” I demand.

He’s there, saying nothing and I ask, “Human, demon, or something else [I ask on a hunch]?” Trapper hears, “Both” and I demand the name or “I’ll set you on fire!” His name is “Cricket” and his function is “Annoyance.” I ask, “What’s human about you?” We hear, “Thoughts,” then “heart,” but nothing demonstrative. I go to Jesus, “Is this being a Hybrid?” He says “Yes,” and I understand it’s a product of humans mating with demons, the term is Spectrophilia. I ask Jesus, “Do You separate the human from the demonic for Your purposes or do I send the whole thing to Hell?” He instructs me, “Send it to Hell.” I do. Gone! “Next!!!!”

Trapper tells me, “I see a tall figure. He’s ugly, with horns on his head. His face is lumpy, bumpy, slimy looking. He’s dripping slime from his long teeth. He’s almost animal looking.” I’m trying to discern what or who this being is, get a feeling and tell her to look at his fingers and toes. She continues, “He’s long and skinny. His feet are big and wide.” I tell her to count the fingers. She comes back with, “Four fingers and, like, clown feet; one great big toe and a couple little toes on each foot.” I go at him, “Human or demon?” “Demon,” he responds. “Name” I demand. “Balal,” he confers. “Function,” I interrogate. “Terror,” he offers happily. I set him on fire and send him to hell. Trapper tells me, “He’s laughing when you set him on fire, says he’s staying and hasn’t moved.” I don’t understand this.

I go to Jesus, “What’s he holding onto Sir?” Jesus replies, “Hurts.” I throw a spear through the chest of Balal, but he catches the spear out of the air and tosses it to the ground. I’m thinking, “What?” Jesus tells me Balal has hurt Trapper deep in her heart. I set Balal on fire and he’s laughing at me. “Jesus, didn’t you give me authority over this being?” I ask. He tells me, “Yes. Dig deeper.” I ask Jesus, “Did he get in through humans who hurt her before birth?” He answers, “Yes.” I ask Balal, “How many generations” do you go back?” Balal admits to me, the great grandmother, a deal was made and it comes to me, “This demon is a Nephilim.” I ask Balal and he confirms, “Yes.” This is the reason I asked about the fingers and toes earlier. Jesus was telling me softly, but wanted me to walk into this thing and figure it out. He’s always coaching and training. I love Him so much!

I begin interrogating Balal, as if to look for curses and attachments which need to be broken; like back into deliverance mode, but this is principality territory and this demon isn’t submitting to me. Honestly, I’m curious about this Nephilim and ask, “At what age did you live on earth?” and a couple other questions. It’s when he answers with a question, “Why” that I understand I’ve gone further than I’m supposed to; perhaps into a mild area of necromancy. I can’t explain how I knew, but I knew. I then ask Jesus and He confirms. I ask forgiveness and retract my line of questioning. I ask, “What do I do now, Jesus?” He tells me to send the Nephilim to Hell, Trapper sees him melting like wax and adds, “He stinks” and then he’s gone.

There’s no one else in line. The principality is neutralized. Angels begin cleaning the area of operation and Trapper confirms, “When everything’s [being] cleaned out, I [literally, physically] feel clean.” Jesus confirms the deal the Nephilim entered through. The great grandmother was “taken” early, not ritual, but a deal. Jesus also confirms what I tell Trapper about Balal, “He’s not an early Nephilim, but a later, bastardized one, because of his deformity.” Jesus agrees, “Yes, far removed.” Balal wasn’t one of the original Mighty Men, a Man of Renown, the earthly kingship of the evil progeny of Fallen Angels and the daughters of men. I ask Jesus “How come I had no power over this dude?” He responds, “I give power. It wasn’t your place.” Wow! I was testing boundaries like a little kid. I’m so glad my Jesus is merciful and forgiving.

I ask and Jesus confirms, we’re not done. We take this victory in His name, I swallow my medicine as His student, we clean the AO, lay all territory gained at His feet and fill the house with the Fruit of the Spirit. We live to fight another day!

The Hidden Places of the Hurts

29 August 2023

The last time I’m with Little Trapper, Jesus gives me a lesson on Principalities and Nephilim. I’m learning, all the time, that the more I learn, the less I know. The vastness of His creation is limitless, crossing the borders of time, worlds/realms/dimensions/heavens and our understanding. I walk away from these experiences in awe, dumfounded and astonished, worshipping the Lord God Almighty on His Throne all the more. She tells me she’s experiencing an unexplained issue with her leg since we spoke last time and she’s worried. We worship Jesus to a song she chooses by CeCe Winans, I ask the Holy Spirit to prepare the battleground for today and our spirits walk off, following Jesus wherever He will take us; but today’s battle isn’t about principalities and Nephilim spirits, He’s taking us into specific places.

During our worship I ask Jesus, “What are we doing today?” He responds, in my subconscious, “Follow My lead.” After the song I ask, “What do you want to do for Your daughter Sir” and He responds with one word, “Heart.” He tells us “Her problems are in the ‘Emotions,’” we travel into her heart and Jesus tells me to pull out the roots.

I ask Jesus what He wants to do concerning her heart and He responds, “Break it. Break it and remold it.” Wow. Look, a lot of the times I’m Jesus’ Pitt Bull. We go into these places, He’s working on the one I’m with, a bad guy shows up and He sicks me on them. I’m a loyal guard dog. It’s been a long time since I’ve been in the “Breaking Hearts” business, I’ve repented and happily retired since the eighteen years of marriage to my understanding wife. I ask, expecting to be witnessing His work only today, “Do You need me to do anything while You’re doing that work” and He answers, “Search.” I ask, “For what?” He says, “Ways.” I respond, “Hers or Yours?” He says, “Hers” and I ask, “Where do I look?” He tells me, “Deep.” I assume, “In the soul places?” He answers, “The dark places” and wants me to start walking. I shine the Light of Jesus Christ in front of me, place Jesus all around us and we begin moving forward. Trapper then hears two things, “Broken Places” and “Hidden Places.” I ask and she understands that we are to go into the “Hidden Places” first.

I ask Jesus if all three of us are walking together and He tells me, “No. Just you and Trapper.” “Hmmm,” I’m thinking and ask, “Why aren’t You with us?” He says, “Angels” and I know to use an angel in our expedition. I send two angels ahead of us, to scout for these Hidden Places and report back what they find. Trapper sees that “The area is black. There’s no shape or form. No noise.” I take this clue as “Formless and Void,” as in the creation account, ask, but He replies, “No, a hidden place inside her heart,” clarifies the mission and I send an angel to search for the target. Trapper hears, “Emotions,” and I ask The King, “Is there something behind these emotions” thinking evil spirits. Surprisingly, He says, “Parents” and the angels bring back four targets: “Hurts,” “Anger,” Frustration,” and “Chaliced and Foul Ground.” At this, I don’t think we’re fighting today, but do understand this mission’s about repairing and the angel brings back four targets, not at the same time, but as we progress through this process: “The Slap,” “The Surgery,” No Closure,” and “The Father’s Behavior.”

I ask the angel for a report and Trapper hears, “Deep.” I ask how deep we need to go and the angel reports, “Childhood” and I ask Jesus, “Is she holding something against her parents?” The answer’s “Yes,” I tell Trapper and Jesus confirms, “The only way to fix these issues is with exposure and forgiveness.” She wants to proceed and the forgiveness has to be specific to each offense. As He says, “If you do not forgive, you cannot be forgiven.” Jesus tells me, “Purging” and “Root.” I ask if He’s going to do the work and He answers, “You” and He shows Trapper “The Slap.”

She sees her mother and her driving home from her grandmother’s house. She’s five. She answers her mother in a way that causes a smack in the face. Trapper’s crying on the other end of the phone, I ask, “Can you forgive your mother?” Trapper replies, “I can say ‘Yes,’ but honestly it would be difficult.” Jesus knows the heart, so forgiveness halfway is no good. I ask Him to help me, He gives me, “Understanding” and I know there’s many more layers behind this slap. We work through and find that her five-year-old response hit a place of jealousy in the mother, so the slap came from jealousy and not a place of unjust correction. Her mother was hurt by what she said and acted inappropriately. “You have to fully release your mother from your condemnation and set her free from your feelings” I coach Trapper. She does, I ask Jesus, “Are You satisfied,” He is and tells me “Pull the roots out of her heart.” I do and throw them into the pit of Hell to burn. I ask Jesus, “What do I do with this heart?” He tells me repair and love and instructs me, “You need My balm.” This is the spirit realm, so I use my imagination and go to Isle 5 in the storerooms of heaven, grab some of Jesus’ balm and apply it to Trapper’s heart with my hands (repair), I kiss Trapper’s heart three times (love), like a little child on its head and ask Jesus to blow His Breath of Life onto it. He does and Trapper reports in real time, from her vision, “I see a heart. There’s a dark spot in it [The Slap]. Now there’s a hole [extraction]. Now I see there’s blood flowing through it [repair]. There’s life [Jesus’ breath].” I send the angel forward, into the dark hole, to scout the next “Hurt.”

The angel reports and Trapper sees herself receiving major surgery at 24-25 years-of-age, she’s around fifty now. She explains, “I called my parents, to tell them about the surgery, but they didn’t come to be with me.” Trapper was living a couple hours away from her parents at the time. This was a big deal for her and her parents didn’t come to support her. She had no one, no family to love her through this scary time. I ask if she can forgive them, she knows the drill, does and I ask Jesus if He is satisfied. He says, “Yes,” so I reach in and pull out the roots, delicately; these “Hurts” have been buried in her heart for a long time and their roots have grown deep. I throw the roots into the burning pit, apply Jesus’ balm, kiss the heart three times, ask Jesus to blow His Breath of Life and place the heart back into her chest cavity. In real time, Trapper sees the roots coming out of her heart, the roots leave holes, I burn this place with the refining fire from the Throne Room of God and she sees the heart pump and says, “It’s coming back to life!” I send the angel forward to bring back intelligence on the next “Hurt.” She sees a small light going out into the darkness and tells me, “My grandmother passed away!”

Trapper’s grandmother passed away a long time ago. She’s diagnosed with a brain tumor, cancer and was in a nursing home, not coherent. “She was dying and I wanted to say ‘Goodbye,’ but my grandfather told me I couldn’t.” This grandmother practically raised Trapper and she called her “Mom.” Actually, “The Slap” was because of the jealousy of Trapper’s mother, toward Trapper’s love of this grandmother. The grandfather wouldn’t let her in for his own reasons, but Trapper was deeply hurt and, she tells me, “I never received closure Troy.” I’m stumped on this one. I ask, “Jesus, can You help me?” He says, “No.” I ask, “Should she figure it out on her own?” Its “No” again, then He says, “I will help her [to understand].” Trapper begins narrating what He’s showing her, “She [the grandmother] didn’t know or understand [that you couldn’t see her]. She loved you. You didn’t have to say anything. She knew. She fulfilled her purpose. She loved you the way I intended.” Trapper’s crying and I ask if she can forgive her grandfather. She does and Jesus is satisfied, so I pull out the roots. As the roots are coming out, there’s pieces of flesh hanging from the roots and tearing from them. Trapper sees a big gaping hole, I rub the balm on it, refine it with fire, I kiss it three times and Jesus blows His Breath of Life. “It’s more alive. There’s color now; supple, softer.” I send the angel out again and he comes back with sarcastic, sharp words.

Trapper tells me, “It’s my father this time. These are his sarcastic, sharp words. He says non-feeling things, piercing and hurtful. These wounds have never healed.” These wounds are actually infected, scabbed over and Trapper sees “The infected areas are oozing.” Trapper has become numb to her father’s sharpness and is always in defense mode around him. I feel Jesus nudging me and bring up her father’s relationship with his father. She explains, “He was a Navy drunk. The kids had to fight him to stop him from hurting the family.” The father’s “Need to be a man” comes up in my head and I relate to her story with one of my own. My father’s desire for me to be as “Cool” as he thought he was, caused him to push me to be a man. I became like my father for the first half of my life but rejected it when I started to see the truth behind his persona. I tell her, “Your father was taught to be cold and he couldn’t show emotion, because it would make him less of a man.” She understands my plea and relates it to her father’s coldness. I tell her, “Your act of merciful forgiveness with break the pattern in your father’s bloodline, to you. You are destined to be and do the same things without it [if not already].” She understands it, repents and asks forgiveness. I ask Jesus, “Are you satisfied Sir?” and He says, “No.”

We don’t understand and Jesus takes her into another vision, just Him and Trapper this time. “We’re standing at my mother’s hospital bed. She’s dying. I don’t understand why dad is focused [on tasks, instead of] caring for mom. No emotion or care” and Jesus says, “Your father doesn’t know emotion, or care.” I chime in and ask Little Trapper, “Can you walk over [in the vision] and try to hug him?” She does and he hugs her back. I continue, “Tell him you love him” and she responds, “I see him getting uncomfortable.” I continue, “Can you try getting on your knees, hold his hand and plead with him?” I don’t think she’s willing. The thought comes to my head and I tell her, “Love conquers all.” She does and feels the hurt and brokenness in his heart. Jesus tells me to pray, I do, she feels compassion for her father and forgives him. Jesus is satisfied, I reach in a pull out the roots, cure the heart with His balm, kiss the heart three times, Jesus blows His Breath of Life on it, it’s beating and alive and we’ve overcome the “Hidden Places” of the “Hurts.”

Two hours affecting these hurts, there are three more areas in these “Hidden Places” and then it’s on to the “Broken Places. I ask Jesus and He confirms, so I pray for her leg and give her a Blood transfusion with the Blood of the Lamb. I send in oxygen and command healing from the knee down, around the heal and the toes. She feels tingling. I ask Jesus if there’s anything else I should pray for, concerning her leg. He says, “My refining fire.” I do, she says, “It’s tingly” and I call down Joy and Happiness and place it into her heart. I call down light and put it in her three-part being and ask that it shine out from her. Jesus adds, “Zeal,” I do, so Jesus supersizes the order. This is deep healing and Jesus is repairing her life.

The Healing Hands of Jesus

13 September 2023

The previous two times we’ve tried to meet, Little Trapper’s gotten sick. The Kingdom of Darkness is angry, lashing out at her and preventing her forward motion, liberation and healing. Also, for the last few days, she’s complained of her back hurting terribly. Before we begin, I pray, asking Jesus to prepare the battlefield. protect us and send confusion into the camp of the enemy. I also ask Him if He would consider healing Trapper’s back as we navigate closer toward her journey this evening. We worship the Lord God Almighty, Author of Creation with a song of her choice. I invite in the Lord Jesus Christ to do His work today and see if the Holy Spirit is present with us. Jesus replies, it is He. I test the spirit, He confirms, “Yes,” and I ask Jesus, “What do You want to do with Your daughter today?” He answers with one word, “Anger” and Jesus takes us to The Place of Memory Recall, we remove The Group of Hurts and Frustrations and Jesus puts His hands into her body and heals her back.

He suggests, “Anger,” so I ask, “Do You want me to find and take care of this for You Sir?” He tells me “Yes,” so I reach into her being, grab the one behind “Anger” and pull him to front and center. Trapper tells me she hears laughing. I bind this being and ask, “How did you get in this place?” He replies, “Hurt and frustration.” I demand his legal right to her. He’s playing and says, “Parents and grandparents.” His entry point is generational, so I ask, “How many?” He answers “Four” and I insist on his demon name.

He confesses his name’s Bezor and when I ask what curses he’s hiding under, he replies, “Lots.” There are many, Trapper sees a line of open doors and I feel it would take too long to fight and correct each problem, so I ask Jesus if I can group the offenses and deal with them in one action. Jesus says, “Yes,” I set Bezor on fire and declare the group to be known as The Group of Hurts & Frustration. We don’t have time to go through the list of culprits from her generations either, so I also group all her ancestors. I lead Trapper and she lists her generations, from both sides, back five generations (just in case) and forgives all of them for mishandling hurts and frustrations, for making unknown deals, of which impart guilt onto the succeeding generations. She releases all her ancestors from condemnation and goes to Jesus for her own forgiveness. I ask Jesus, “Should she forgive herself also?” He answers, “Yes.” She does and I ask, “Are You satisfied?” She hears two voices answering, “Yes,” “No,” “Yes,” “No.” I call out the liar Bezor, staple his lips together and ask Jesus again. He tells me to “Dig deeper.”

I ask Trapper, “Do you get mad at yourself also?” She answers, “Yes,” and I ask “Why?” Trapper holds everyone to a high standard. She becomes frustrated with others when they can’t meet her standard of intellectual competence. Simply put, if they can’t get it, she feels they’re stupid and loses patience with them. I ask, “So, you hold them in contempt if they do not meet your standards?” She sounds surprised to hear this and remarks, “Yes.” I continue, “You know you are cursing them when you hold them in contempt don’t you?” She doesn’t realize this and I continue, “Do you always meet everyone’s expectations?” She answers, “No” and I add, “So, you’re a hypocrite? You have a log in your eye.” I can hear her tone change as she humbles herself, answering, “I don’t know how to fix it.” I suggest, “Get rid of Bezor.” She agrees and we do the appropriate work to remove the one whose opened many doors.

Jesus is satisfied and Trapper tells me, “[I see] A figure crumbling and falling apart. I see red coals falling down.” I ask Jesus, He says “Clean up,” so, I go in and extinguish the burning coals that were Bezor. She sees the embers go out and they turn black and begin smoking. I clean the area of all Bezor’s witchcraft and burnt curses, blow the burnt remnants out of that house with my Holy Leaf Blower, go back and power wash the area with the Blood of Jesus and run down the line with a spot welder and seal each door shut with welding rods of the Blood of Jesus. I replace Bezor’s burnt throne and altar with an altar to Jesus and ask my Boss, “How’d I do? Did I miss anything Sir?” Trapper sees, “The area was all black. Now, it’s clean and peaceful. The altar has beautiful carvings on it. I saw you running down that hallway with those welding rods, sealing every door.” This is serious work, but Jesus likes to have fun while we work, so, I try to oblige my King with my Holy Broom Closets, Leaf Blowers, Power Washers and my amazing spiritual carpentry skills. Those carpentry skills only exist in the spirit by the way, not in the natural. “Where are we going next my Lord?” Jesus tells me, “The mind,” so I grab her hand in the spirit and we follow Jesus.

Trapper tells me, “We’re walking into a foggy area, very dense. There’s just enough light to see in front of us. This place has a wet, dampish feeling. It smells wet and earthy. I have the sensation we’re wandering.” I ask Jesus were we’re going and “Where is this place?” He responds, “This is The Place of Memory Recall.” He’s going to show Trapper some of her memories. She narrates, “I’m in my old church. I see my friends. We’re laughing and singing, cleaning the church. I see joy in this memory” and she begins to cry.

“Jesus is asking me if I remember this place,” she describes and suddenly, the scene switches. “I’m in that same church, with the same friends, and I remember one of them talking to me. I get on the floor and really feel God’s presence. I feel heat and I’m burning from the inside. I’m speaking in another language. I’m crying, my hands are lifted up, and I hear Him say, ‘I’ve never left you.’ I’m feeling my body and my spirit separating. This is a weird feeling. He’s leaving me and I’m begging Him not to leave” and the vision shifts, once again, to another scene.

Trapper continues narrating her experience, “I see me alone now, at the front of the church, the altar, praying. I’m crying, deep, full cries. Jesus just told me, ‘I’ve always heard your cries’ and I hear myself asking for the heart of David.” Jesus takes her somewhere else, “Now I’m in another church, praising, dancing and I hear Jesus saying, ‘Aren’t I worthy?’ Wow, now I’m back in that place of the fog. It’s getting thinner and lifting. I’m looking forward and seeing, like teleprompters. These are televisions screens of all the scenes I’ve just walked through and I hear Jesus telling me, ‘It’s you who has strayed, not I.’ I feel like something is suppressing my recall of these things.” I ask Jesus if He wants me to find the one suppressing her recall. He says, “Yes,” and I go to work.

I reach in, grab this suppressor by the throat, squeeze the air out of him and demand, “What are you doing in there?” The suppressor replies, “I’m shutting the doors.” I interrogate, “Are you human or demon?” He answers, “Both.” “Hybrid?” I probe. “No.” Trapper describes, “He has a long skinny neck, round body, long fingers with claws, and, like, skeleton feet with claws.” Because of his answer, “Both,” I deduce he’s a Nephilim and he confirms. I ask Jesus, He gives the order, so I smack this Nephilim spirit down to the feet of Jesus and set him on fire. Trapper sees orange, blue and white flames as she describes, “He’s flailing his arms, burning and, like, melting.” I ask Jesus, “Sweep him into Hell?” Jesus gives me the nod so I reach into the broom closet of Heaven, grab my broom and sweep him into a large burning pit. Trapper narrates what she’s seeing, “I see burning embers, lava and a long pit of fire.”

I ask Jesus and He confirms, “Clean the residue.” I ask, “With the Blood?” He says, “No, wind.” I ask “From the East or the West? My Commander orders, “East,” so I assume authority over the East winds, in His name, to come and blow the residue out of this area. Little Trapper narrates what she’s seeing, “I see the misty fog leaving. Things are crisp and clear; better, lighter, and brighter.” I ask, “Jesus, do You want me to put something in that space for You?” He says, “Yes” and I add, “Open the doors?” He likes the idea, so I ask Trapper, “What’s your favorite season?” She likes the Fall, so I open the doors to this place, like the windows to a home in the Fall, when the wind is brisk and clean. I call in leaves, beautiful ones, with the colors changing and I call in an altar – I didn’t build one this time – and I make the place better than the former. Trapper describes what she’s seeing, “I see the leaves blowing around my feet and the altar is nature-like. I’m feeling his full presence in this place. I can’t see Him, but I feel the breeze, smell the smells and I know He’s here.” I hear her getting choked-up and she adds, “I’ve missed being with Him like this.” I have a question for Jesus, “Her body and spirit were separated. How do we put this back together?” He answers me, “Her spirit wanted to go home [to heaven], but she wasn’t ready.” “How about now Sir? Is she ready?” I’m curious. He answers, “Yes” and I understand that her spirit and flesh are reunited. Trapper says, “I’d forgotten about these things.” The Nephilim spirit was shutting the doors to these old memories. We opened them back up for her. So awesome.

Trapper’s getting tired, so we stop the work and I remember that her back is hurting. I ask Jesus if there’s anything we can do for her back. He says, “Yes” and “Release.” I ask, “Who” will do the releasing: Him, her or I and He wants to do it. I ask what the problem is, thinking something’s attacking. Maybe something is, but He doesn’t address that as He says “Muscular.” I ask, “Does she have to claim it?” He says, Yes,” and I add, “Like, ‘pick up your mat, claim it?” He says “No” and Trapper sees His hand going into her “stomach, groin area.” She feels a release and says, “It’s moving better. Not so ‘pinchy.’ I’ll take it!” I rebuke her, “No! Don’t just strike the ground once. Strike it more and receive your full healing.” She does, asks Jesus for a full recovery, and narrates, “I see [both] His hands in my body. I feel warmness in my back. I see His hand massaging my muscles. He’s taking His hands out of my body” and we hear, “It is done.”

We are thanking Jesus and Trapper asks, “Why do I keep seeing this angel to the side of me in these visions? He’s been there all night?” Jesus answers, “Protection” and I ask, “Like a guardian angel?” Jesus says, “Battlefield” and I ask, “Is this an ‘Army’ thing?” He confirms and she’s laughing, saying, “My back doesn’t even hurt.” Welcome to the Army, Little Trapper.

We worship the King again, to a song of her choice. It’s finished and I say, “Give me another!” So, we worship Him again to another song of her choice as I’m spinning in circles in my barber chair, sitting in my shop behind my home, crying. I love You, Jesus. You are so awesome Sir!

Open Her Eyes So She Can See

04 October 2023

Jesus tells Little Trapper “Battlefield” and she sees an angel hanging around her for “Protection.” When we get on the phone tonight, I ask her, “Is there anything you’d like to talk about before we get started?” She answers, “Yea. I’d like to know what I’m supposed to be doing and more about the end of our last meeting. What was going on with the angel and why did you tell me, ‘Welcome to the Army.’” Trapper’s been enlisted (Called) into The Lord’s Army and been assigned an angel for protection. We have no idea what to expect from Jesus tonight; however, I feel we are both excited and optimistically anticipating what Jesus has in store for us. We worship The Creator to a song of her choice, I ask The Holy Spirit to prepare the battlefield and ask Jesus to send confusion into the camp of the enemy so we can execute whatever He has in store for us tonight. Jesus takes us into a vision, tells her “You will see things no one else will see,” “You will say things no one else will want to hear” and He shows us locations on fire in The Middle East.

I give our Lord Jesus Christ the invitation to join us this evening. He responds, “I Am here” and I test the Spirit. He answers us both, “Yes” and I ask Him what He wants to do with His daughter tonight. He answers in one word, “Gifts.” I recognize this and get excited, telling Little Trapper, “He’s going to open your gifts.” I ask Him if I can help, Jesus responds, “Yes,” but I don’t know what to do so I ask. He tells me, “Pray for her.” I do and Trapper tells me, “As you were praying, I heard ‘Sight. Eyes. Mouth.’” Jesus begins to open her spiritual eyes and says, “There are days to come where you will see things no one else can see, but don’t be afraid.” Trapper sees little flames inside her eyes and He begins to open her spiritual mouth, telling her, “You will speak things no one will want to hear. Stand firm and stand on my word. Do not waiver or falter. I will not let you fall.”

Suddenly, Trapper sees a tree, “A big tree,” she tells me, “with big roots.” Wind is blowing all around this tree. The leaves are whipping back and forth, but the tree isn’t moving. She sees a figure standing at the bottom of the tree. The figure speaks, everything gets calm, and peace and order are returned to this place. “I see a well with water,” she tells me, “I hear the wells of living water are going deeper” as she feels a chill going over her body, “Like goosebumps.” She explains, “The well is dark, but the water is shiny and deep. It’s Way down there. I can see myself in the water. I’m under the water, swimming, trying to get to the surface. I make it to the top and I’m gasping for air. Now, I’m inside the well, looking up.”

She sees herself having a conversation with the Holy Spirit, “but I don’t understand the language,” she explains. “I feel like He’s imparting something into me,” and the vision changes to a cliff. “Now we’re standing on a cliff,” she says, “looking over it and seeing a huge city. This is a huge civilization. This is an earth-humanity kind of scene. I feel like I’m supposed to be seeing something else, but I’m stuck in this scene.” Jesus is trying to show her something, expand her gift of spiritual sight, but there’s a problem and I ask, “Do You want me to pray over her eyes?” He answers, “Yes” so I pray the prayer Elisha prays over his servant. She sees the same scene, same place, but now she sees smoke in the distance. “I see fire” and tears begin streaming down her face as she tells me, “I can’t see it, but I feel that sickness and disease has come over this place. Wars have broken out. I see angels blowing golden trumpets over this place, but no one is listening. I’m asking Jesus, ‘Why isn’t anyone listening? Why isn’t anyone doing anything?’ and Jesus tells me, ‘Keep watching.’”

The whole place goes up in flames. Jesus asks her, “What do you see?” She answers, “I see souls, figures, coming up, out of the flames, into the air. I hear the words ‘Purification,’ ‘Cleansing’ and I see sorrow.” Trapper can see buildings crumbling to the ground. She sees people running in a panic. She tells me, “I hear, ‘They didn’t listen,’ ‘They didn’t watch,’ and ‘This is My judgement.’” I (Troy) say out loud, “Amen. Your judgement is righteous and true. You are just” and I ask Jesus, “Where is this place?” He responds, “The Middle East.”

Trapper finds herself on her knees in the spirit, crying, and asks, “What do we do? How do we fix it? How do we help them?” Jesus responds, “Pray.” As she prays, she sees a war, of angels fighting in the heavens, narrating, “They all have swords. Breastplates. Helmets. This is fighting like I’ve never seen. I see so much darkness. The dark figures outnumber the angels. They keep fighting and fighting, but the darkness cannot overpower the light, even though the fight is ferocious.” She hears God, The Father say, “They are fighting for humanity. For souls. The fight is bigger than you,” and I (Troy) understand this to mean, “bigger than humanity, collectively.”

Trapper sees Jesus put his hands on the back of her shoulder blades, “It’s like He’s comforting me. He’s telling me, ‘Come with me.’” I (Troy) ask, “Sir, do you want me to come with You or stay?” He answers, “Come.” We’re walking on a grassy road. We get to the edge of a cliff and there’s a spectacular, beautiful scene: waterfalls, flowers, birds, lush greenery, clouds, etc. Very peaceful. I ask, “Where is this place Sir?” He says, “This is what I intended for you” and calls it “The Garden.” He continues, “Everything you need is here.” I then ask, “Is this Garden underground sir?” He responds, “No” and I assert, “Another dimension?” He answers, “Yes, a Third Heaven.”

Little Trapper is describing what she’s feeling, seeing, “I feel an overwhelming peace. Every care is nonexistent. I can only exist in the moment here.” Jesus adds, “There’s love and peace here. No shame, no fear. I Am the Bread of Life.” Trapper gets excited and explains, “He’s introducing me to Yeshua (God, The Father),” as she narrates, “I can’t see His face, but I see his robe and hair. I’m bowed down to my knees. Tears are streaming from my eyes. He’s taking my hand and lifting me up. He’s wiping the tears from my cheeks and tells me, ‘I’ve kept every tear. There’s no need to cry now.’ I see Him blowing toward me, like the wind while my eyes are closed and my hands are lifted.” She’s speaking to Him in tongues, but she doesn’t know what she’s saying.

The Lord God Almighty declares over Little Trapper, “From this day forward, you will speak My Words and My Truth. There will be no wavering. You will be rooted in Me” and she sees herself turning into a tree. She explains, “My feet are rooting and spreading. He just referenced Psalm 1 to me, where the tree is rooted by the water” and He’s gone, but she sees a warrior angel standing close to her. She explains, “He’s wearing a shirt and a breast plate, holding a sword, but he has no face.” He’s just standing there and we hear, “He is to keep watch over thee” and she hears the words, “Prayer Warrior.”

I butt in and insert, “That’s her job description, isn’t it Jesus?” He says “Yes” and I turn to Trapper, “There’s the answer to your initial question tonight.” She then hears the words, “Mighty to the pulling down of strongholds. Life changing. Life altering” and begins to receive a list of sorts, “Healing.” “Manifestation.” “Deliverance.” “War.” “Wailing.” I recognize what He’s doing. “He’s opening your gifts,” I express. He continues, saying, “Don’t be afraid. It doesn’t matter what people think. I created you for Me. To honor Me” and He stops. We sit in silence for a moment and I ask, “Are you still there, Sir?” He affirms, “Yes” so I ask, “What’s next?” and she hears the word “Baptize.”

I can tell, this word surprises Little Trapper and I almost sense contempt in her voice as she comments, “I’m not sure what He means by that.” I (Troy) understand what He wants to do and ask, “Can you please explain this to her Sir?” He replies, “I will put My official stamp on you.” Trapper retorts, “I’ve been baptized twice” and I suggest to her, “But this is a spiritual baptism,” and turn to Him, “Right, Sir?” Jesus responds, “Yes,” so I question, “Who will do the Baptizing Sir?” I’m hoping He will let me do it, but He takes charge and responds, “I will do it.” Trapper sees herself and Jesus in a body of water. Jesus is in a brilliant white robe, she’s standing beside Him and He asks, “Are you ready?” She says, “Yes” and her tone changes, “This is not a typical Baptism. This is far greater.” I (Troy) add, “Peter told Jesus, do it all” and Jesus tells her, “When you come out, you will be a new creature. Higher heights and deeper depths. Purified. Are you ready?” She answers, “Yes” holds her nose, goes down into the body of water and back out through the surface. Her spirit comes out of the water and I hear her flesh speaking in tongues on the other end of the phone. She sees herself in the spirit, “My hands are waving, I’m crying and I’m speaking in my heavenly language. Jesus is standing next to me, smiling. My clothes have changed to a white robe and I hear Him say, ‘You will walk different, talk and act different, and you will honor Me.’”

She sees herself getting out of the water, moving out of the water and up on the shore. She says, “I see grass. I see feet in sandals and the legs of a warrior angel, standing guard. All the sudden, I feel alone” and I ask, “What’s next for her Jesus?” He tells us, “It is finished,” “My heart is full” and asks [Troy] to pray. I do and we break for the evening.

Fill Your Lamps with Oil

18 October 2023

Little Trapper’s speaking to one of her Christian friends, since our last meeting, and a message comes out of her mouth “I never would have said on my own,” a prophetic message! The recipient acknowledges His words and says, “I hear you, Lord.” On the other end of the spectrum, Trapper’s actions are being highlighted and convicted. Her mouth is being challenged by the Holy Spirit and the Lord God Almighty is changing her life. I pray protection, send confusion into the camp of the enemy, bind the Strongman and we worship Jesus with a song of her choice. I invite Jesus into our presence, He says, “I Am He,” I test the Spirit and the Holy Spirit confirms. He is with us and I ask, “What do You want to do with us today, Sir?” Jesus tells her she doesn’t have enough oil in her lamp for the Groom’s return, a voice from heaven says, “The Seven Seals are coming” and we witness 50% of a city get destroyed.

During worship Trapper sees angels, one of which is “My personal angel. The same one as from before. While we were worshipping, he moved forward and took his position. He’s standing beside me right now.” When I ask Jesus what He wants to do today, He answers with two words, “Anger” and “Words.” I ask Jesus, “Do you want to handle this or would You like for me to orchestrate?” He answers, “You orchestrate” and I call into that house to find what’s hiding behind “Anger & Words.” We hear “Spirit” and “Latched on,” so I bind one behind these things and demand his name. Trapper says, “I see him. He’s hiding behind something, peaking out around the corner. I send a hook on a chain, like you would find in a meat packing plant, catch him and pull him out from behind what he’s hiding behind. Trapper explains, “Wow. I see a ball-like figure. He’s very round, with short stubby legs; skinny, like an animal with claws on his toes. His arms are short. The fingers have claws too.” I demand this being’s name, he gives up the information easily, but I can’t spell what he’s said. I tell him to show Trapper his name, inside her eyes and he shows her “Jaymu.”

I interrogate Jaymu, “How did you get in?” He argues, “She let me in!” “What event?” I demand. He admits to a point of entry through a marriage, sex acts and mistrust. I confirm Jaymu is, in fact, a demon and I search for the curse. I ask and Trapper admits, “[The ex-husband] brought out the anger in me” and continues to add how sneaky, manipulative and non-trustworthy the ex-husband was. Stop the presses! This is not her ex-husband’s inquisition, this is about her, so I interrupt and ask, “Did you ask Jesus’ permission to marry this man?” She answers, “No.” So, she didn’t enter into the relationship legally in the first place and I remember how she describes her father in one of our previous meetings. How she’s become like him, with the sharp mouth and Jesus leads me to address this problem first.

“Forget what your ex-husband’s done to you, you need to set things straight with Jesus and forgive your ex-husband.” She asks Jesus to forgive her for entering an illicit marriage and not honoring Him with her it. I ask if He is satisfied, to which, He says, “No.” So I ask, “What are we missing, Sir?” He says, “Death by words. Sharp. Cunning.” “That’s it,” I’m thinking, “Her father’s words are in her mouth.” This is hypocrisy and “Death by Words” is murder in the spirit. She’s a murderer too. I ask, “Would you agree that you’re a spiritual murderer?” She answers, “By the things I say, yes.” She repents, I ask Jesus if He’s satisfied, He says “Almost” and we start laughing. Jesus is funny.

Things get serious for a moment and Jesus provides the comic relief. We continue to work, to dive into her feelings and drudge up the area which needs to be delt with so she can be set free. Jesus allows us to struggle. Having to work for something always makes the reward worthwhile. Jesus nudges me while we’re working through these things and I realize, “She’s prideful in the act of spiritual murder.” She’s prideful that she’s torn people apart with her words, just like her father. She comes into agreement with Jesus, repents for her murderous words and I ask Jesus, “Are You satisfied, Sir?” He says, “Yes” and I break The Curse of Spiritual Death and Murderous Words. I destroy the assignments and order Jaymu and his subordinates to jump off the cliff into the pit of burning fire. Trapper sees, “They’re in a single-file line. Jaymu jumps off and explodes, pops into a billion pieces. There are four more, jumping off after him. The first was tall, the other three are in the form of a mist, vapor. They all jumped off, one by one.” I clean the area of operation and ask my King, “Would You like an altar, Sir?” He says, “Yes,” so I ask, “What kind?” He responds, “Wooden” and tells me the name is “The Altar of Wonderment.”

She sees, “The room is all white and clean, there’s nothing in it.” As I begin lowering the altar into the place, she’s describing, “I see a beautifully, intricately carved wooden altar. It’s designed with flowers.” I declare this to be the place she’ll meet Jesus, when she feels she needs to murder someone with her words. She will come here to search for His kindness and patience. Jesus is satisfied and I ask, “Is there anything else we need to take care of before we move on Sir?” He says, “No, she needs to be prepared” and Trapper sees the scripture of ten virgins, their lamps and the oil. In this scripture, five of the virgins are prepared for the groom and five are not. The five who are not, don’t have enough oil to light their lamps, because no one knows the time of His return. The latter five are not prepared.

Jesus is indicating that Trapper is not prepared. If He came right now, she doesn’t have enough oil in her lamp. This is surprising. I ask Jesus, “Can we put some oil in her lamp, Sir?” As soon as I finish my question, she goes dark and explains to me, “I’m trying to find my lamp. I put it somewhere, but it’s dark and I cannot find it. I feel Jesus is watching me. He’s telling me, “You can’t find it, because you’re not prepared.” Trapper confesses, “I am one who has everything in its place. I just went to the place my lamp should be and it’s not there” and Jesus tells her, “And you will not have time to look for it.”

Trapper keeps asking Jesus, “Where’s my lamp?” Her warrior angel is standing next to Jesus while she’s frantically looking for the lamp. She’s panicking and Jesus steps in, “This is why you must be prepared. I will come quickly. You must eat My Word. You must commune with Me.” She’s crying and says, “I keep telling Him, ‘I’m sorry,’ but I feel like He doesn’t want to hear that.” Finally, she finds the lamp. She’s trying to light it, but there’s not much oil in the lamp and Jesus says, “You have much work to do.” She’s sitting, the lamp is dim and Jesus continues, “This will only get you so far. I need you to be a lamp on a hill. You are a mouthpiece. I cannot use you if you do not work with Me. Time is short and we don’t have much time left.”

The wind picks up in the vision. It’s blowing her robe and hair and she narrates what she’s experiencing, “I’m standing on this hill, with my lamp in my hand. The light in my lamp is flickering, but instead of going out, it begins to get brighter. The wind is really picking up. I’m standing here, on this hill, holding my lamp in one hand and now I’ve got my other arm covering and protecting my eyes.” Jesus holds His hand in the air and the storm begins to calm, to a gentle breeze. Light is now engulfing her. She looks ahead and sees a city over the hill. “Jesus is behind me as I look at this city,” she explains, “The sun is out and things don’t feel as they did before. There’s peace now.”

Trapper feels a calmness but explains to me that “It doesn’t feel real. It feels more like, the calm before the storm. I can see people in the city. They’re walking around in relief because the storm’s over. They feel as if they’ll be okay, but this is not what I’m feeling.” Suddenly, darkness begins to eclipse the city. “There’s another storm coming,” she tells me, “The people are looking around in disbelief. The wind’s picking up, dramatically, turning into a dust storm. The people can’t see where they’re going anymore. They’re trying to hide, but there’s nowhere to go. There’s no shelter from this storm. She asks Jesus, “What’s happening?” He responds, “Keep watching.” Little Trapper continues narrating the vision, “My angel’s feet are steadfast. I’m still holding my lamp, lit, in my right hand and my left hand is raised in worship position. I’m speaking words over the city, praying for people and this crazy situation. The Holy Spirit is telling me what to say. I can’t understand what He’s telling me. He’s speaking to me in a heavenly language.

I, Troy, ask Jesus, “What does this storm represent Sir?” He answers, “Evil and Judgement.” Trapper hears, “The prayers of the righteous availeth much.” and I ask Jesus, “Is she righteous because her lamp was filled?” He answers, “Yes” and Trapper sees the clouds leaving. She narrates, “I see streaks of sunlight coming through the clouds. The dust is dying down and people are covered in dust and dirt.” I ask her opinion, “They look like that post 9/11 scene?” She agrees and adds, “They’re brushing their bodies off, walking around in a daze, as if to say, ‘What just happened?’ Now I see people around a church, on their knees, praying.” I add, “Just like post 9/11. Everybody went to church, but it didn’t last very long” and Jesus chimes in, “They only come to Me in crisis. They really don’t know me” and Trapper hears a voice saying, “The Seven Seals are coming.” Jesus turns to us and says, “Come with Me.”

We’re walking with Jesus down into the city and He tells Trapper, “They will not like what you say.” Walking through the city, people are coughing and cleaning themselves off. Buildings are devastated, falling down. “The place is a mess,” Trapper exclaims. People are lying on the street, some sitting against buildings. Some are sick and others dazed. Trapper seems upset, “What is this He’s showing me? She looks at Jesus and asks, “This is your judgement? Your punishment?” Jesus looks back at Little Trapper and raises His eyebrow. “We’re moving toward the center of the city,” she explains, “There’s a huge building. It’s standing all by itself, not damaged.” I ask Jesus and He tells me fifty percent of the city is damaged and we go into the huge building.

This building looks like a government building and I ask, “Is this a courtroom, Jesus?” He says, “No. It’s a place where people worship flesh.” I can’t think of the exact words I want to say and ask, “Like a European Union or All-Nations type building?” He answers, “Yes” and Trapper mentions, “I don’t see people. I see creatures. Demonic type things, sitting around in their respective places” and Jesus adds, “These are who caused the storm,” the second, big storm. I ask Jesus, “Geothermal Warfare?” He answers, “Yes. They’re playing God and I don’t like it. They’ve gone too far. I will shut them down and all flesh who worships them.” The Lord God Almighty’s voice pierces in and adds, “I will judge them. They do not have the right to create anything, only I, the Living God has the right to create.”

Jesus continues, “You must prepare yourself for the coming days. Don’t be caught without oil in your lamp” and, just like that, we’re back on the hill. Trapper’s looking over the hill in amazement of what she’s just seen. She shares with me, “I just heard twice, “You are My daughter, but I will not hesitate.” Jesus is referring to the bad situation many Christians will find themselves in if their lamps are not full of oil; if they are not ready. Many Christians will disagree with what He is saying, as if judgement doesn’t apply to them, or they were fine at the Salvation of the flesh, but these are the same ones who have no oil. They’ve neglected their relationship with Jesus. They’ve done nothing with the gifts given to them. They’ve not carried their cross. They’ve probably not shared the Good News of Jesus to anyone in their entire life. These are the ones who will have a problem with His message. Listen, all ten of these virgins are His children! Do you get it? Go to Him, Body of Christ, and fill your lamps.

We draw to a conclusion for the day and Trapper sees, “He’s placing His hand on my forehead. Both her and Jesus have their eyes shut. There’s a soft breeze blowing. Jesus’ mouth is open and He’s breathing on her. She narrates her experience, “What’s coming out His mouth is wind, but it’s going inside me while I’m hearing, ‘Holy, Holy, Holy.’” He lays her on the ground, standing over her with a smile and she describes, “My angel has placed his staff across me. I see flames. I’m not on fire, but there are flames all around me. He’s speaking something into the air. Jesus is speaking in Hebrew and I don’t know what He’s saying. The flames are getting higher and dancing more intensely. My robe is getting whiter. I’m being cleansed and I’m shaking on the ground. I just began to speak back to Him in a heavenly language. I feel waves of energy, running back and forth, all over my body.” She stops shaking, the flames diminish and ultimately go away. She tells me, “I see His hand reaching down to help me up. I’m feeling dizzy and drunk. I’m raising my hands in worship. I keep repeating ‘Yeshua Hamashiach. My angel is down on one knee, his head bowed and Jesus is gone.”

I’m Sounding the Alarm, but No One is Listening

8 November 2023

I’m running late for my appointment with Little Trapper this evening. My family responsibilities don’t allow me to do a proper warm-up and interview, the way I like. We rush in, she sends me a worship song and I’m loving it. Tonight, we go full gospel with The Georgia Mass Choir – Joy. I love it! I invite Jesus into our presence, send confusion into the enemy’s camp, relieve the gatekeepers and post God’s holy angels in their place. I test the Spirit, He tells Trapper, “Yes,” and me “I Am here, son.” In this prophetic meeting, Jesus tells me this is the “Come out from among them, My people” moment spoken about in the Bible. Astonishingly, He tells us the enemy’s agents are sitting beside you, in your churches and says, “I will shake, tear down and rebuild.”

I ask forgiveness for our sins, for Him to make us presentable and ask, “What do You want to do with us today?” Jesus responds, “Spiritual Warfare.” I come into agreement and ask what He needs me to do. He answers, “Follow Me.” I reply, “Yes Sir” and He continues, “Keep your eyes open. I’m going to teach you something.”

Both Trapper and I move into the vision together while she narrates to me what she’s seeing, “We’re moving forward. There’s no light, but I can see (there’s different physics in that realm) heavy, bulky armor on misty figures. There’s fierce combat going on, fighting. I see warriors with swords, breastplates and armor. I see angels in white, wearing short, skirt-type things.” Roman battle dress would refer to this “skirt-type thing” as a Tunica and, to the Greeks, a Pteruges. “They have small wings on their backs,” she describes, “and they are fighting in a cloudy area, with a dark grey background,” then Jesus describes to us what’s happening in this realm. “This is what happens daily,” Jesus explains, “however, you’re not seeing it. You’re not paying attention.” I confirm, this vision and description is not isolated to Trapper, or me, or even us together, but to the Body of Christ. This vision is for His children.

Jesus says, “The things you think you’re fighting on Earth are also being fought in a different realm. The wickedness is great.” Little Trapper asks Jesus, “How can we fix this?” Jesus responds, “Prayer and fasting. These will allow you to hear My voice clearly. Fasting is important. It takes you to another level, strengthens your spirit and opens your ears and your eyes. These things move My heart” and we begin moving into an area which is more illuminated. She continues to narrate, “This area is clean and bright. I see wispy clouds. Now, we’re looking out a window in front of us. I see people on their knees, crying, wailing and He is saying, ‘Some are not righteous. The fervent prayer of the righteous availeth much, but they come to me unrighteously. They come to Me as if I’m a genie. They don’t honor me. This is why they can’t see or hear in the spirit. They must make themselves holy before Me.”

Little Trapper is feeling, “God is angry” and He says, “They do not respect Me. I Am the Lord your God, the One who gives life and takes it away. They are neither hot nor cold, but they are lukewarm. This, I will not tolerate.” Trapper tells me, “I’m seeing some of the ones who were kneeling and praying, they’re crumbling and falling apart. The ones remaining are bright, white light.” The Lord God continues, “These are the ones who reverence Me. These are the ones I will share My secrets with. These are the ones I will pull behind the veil. Behind the veil is where spiritual warfare is done. This is where the refining is done. This is where the purifying is done. This is where you will be equipped to see the enemy coming, from far off; that, in all seasons, you will also be ready.”

Trapper sees “A huge flame. I hear Him saying, ‘This is the refiner’s fire.’ We are walking into the fire, Troy. I feel as if it should be hot, but it’s not. I feel as if things are falling off me, peeling off, the things [impurities] that don’t need to be here. I feel clean. I’m hearing, ‘The refining and the purifying takes you to another level. In the refiner’s fire, you must allow these impure things to drop off. Some continue to hold on to the impure things. You cannot move forward if you hold on to these impure things.’” We’ve walked through, to the other side of the fire. Steam is rising from our bodies and clothes; such as, when steam rises from a lake, in the morning, when the air is cool and the water is warm. The Lord God is saying, “Fasting and consecration are very important. Come out from among them and be separate. I did not call you to fit in. Listen to My voice and not the group’s voice. My sheep hear My voice.”

Trapper keeps hearing the word, “Consecration”¹ and The Lord God continues, “These things will prepare you for what is to come.” I see an opportunity and ask a question, “Can You tell us about what is to come?” He graciously and quickly returns the information, “Wolves in sheep’s clothing. You must discern, hear My voice.” Little Trapper tells me, I have goosebumps” and He continues, “They come to destroy My people. They come to lead them astray, but I, The Lord, will not allow it. People will be shocked as to who the wolves really are.” I ask, “Can You give us some examples Sir?” Again, eagerly he serves the answer, “Some are people in your circles. Some are government. Some sit beside you in your churches.”

I ask Jesus, “Are these planted agents from the enemy?” He responds, “Yes, but I will reveal them.” I continue, “The Church is infiltrated with them, correct? He responds, “Yes, many,” so I fly another question to my King, “Is this the ‘Come out of her, My people’ moment?” The Lord God Almighty answers my question, “Yes. Those whom I’ve chosen never fit in. They were never supposed to fit in.” I observe that this is the common denominator for His called ones throughout history, throughout the Bible, and remark, “The chosen ones are never really accepted.” He agrees by adding, “They are made to feel outcast. They are the ones who have My Spirit.” I comment, “It’s always been like this, hasn’t it, Sir?” He responds, “Yes. They shun My true followers and make them feel unwanted. They make them feel unqualified, but I, The Lord God, qualify whom I choose. Men have destroyed My church and made it a mockery.”

Trapper is feeling God’s emotion and tells me, “I feel Him. He’s angry and hurt, all at the same time” and He continues, “I will shake, tear down and rebuild. I will put My chosen in place. In this place, there will be miracles, signs and wonders. My Spirit will abound. My Holy Spirit will set My chosen ones on fire. They will speak in a heavenly language and I will rest, rule and abide in that place. I keep sounding alarms, that I am soon to come, but no one is listening. I wish that none shall perish, but those trees who bear bad fruit, I will cut you off. I am not your best friend; I am God Almighty. Treat Me as such.”

Next, I hear Trapper getting choked up as she receives a succession of short phrases tied to the same theme, both threw her emotion and spiritual ears: “He’s making me feel that He feels disrespected. I feel we’ve hurt His heart. He’s telling me, ‘I’m not only love, I Am judgement. Mass media will come to an end, the spreading of lies. Cell phones are taking over minds and poisoning the eye gates. This leads to destructive paths. Through these phones, the innocent are influenced; creating destructive behavior. Video games poison minds; demonic influence. This is slowly killing. Addictive behavior. Killing the will of the mind. It must be eradicated and renewed. Empty black souls. My people are partakers. The mass media has stolen people’s ability to think for themselves. The truth will be revealed. The lies, deception, cover-ups; all will be revealed.”

He tells me He’s finished and I ask a couple final questions, “There’s nothing we can do, is it? It’s gone too far, hasn’t it?” I feel His answer ties into the Days of Noah as The Lord God Almighty answers me, “Only I can fix it.”

There’s A Famine in the Land: Trust in Me

13 January 2024

I ask Jesus, “What do You want to do with Your daughter today, Sir?” He answers with one word, “Churches.” Jesus contrasts a church, alive in the Spirit, against the dead, Contemporary Church Model. The Father tells us, “I Am about to change this.” “A time is coming when My Word will not be available,” instructs “You must hide My Word in your hearts” and says, “I Am about to remove the scales from My Church’s blind eyes.” It’s time to wake up my brothers and sisters. Jesus is calling us to repentance!

Jesus and I do the necessary work to move forward, we worship The Father with a song of her choice and I invite the Holy Spirit in to navigate our journey today. I greet Jesus, He says, “Hello,” I test the Spirit, He confirms and immediately sends her into a vision as Little Trapper narrates, “We’re walking on a trail, a road. Walking toward an old wooden church. It’s old school with a steeple, quaint and in the country. We’re going up the steps, walking inside and I see wooden pews, a pulpit, altar and stained-glass windows. We’re standing in the middle of the room and there’s hard-wood floors, no instruments and no people, but I can hear clapping hands and stomping feet on the hardwood floors. Jesus is saying to me, ‘You don’t need instruments to worship Me.’” Jesus continues, “They’ve taken the instruments and made them the main thing, the focus. They’ve made My church a concert hall” as she hears, again, people stomping, clapping and singing songs. “God’s presence is here,” she tells me.

“He’s taking us to a new place,” she explains as “we’re going into a brick building. It’s a church, but it doesn’t look like a church. We’re walking into the sanctuary. I see chairs, carpet, there’s no windows, but there’s trac lighting, a keyboard, drums and a guitar. We’re standing in the middle of the room. It doesn’t feel quite the same. It feels empty. I hear Jesus saying, ‘This is what My church has become.’ I see people playing instruments, a person singing, but they’re performing, not worshiping. The people in the church look as if they’re at a concert as opposed to being in church, worshiping God.” The Lord God says, “In this place, My spirit does not reside” and Little Trapper tells me, “This place feels cold and unwelcoming. I hear, ‘These people are busy, but not busy for me. They create groups but I Am not in the midst. My Word has been lost.”

The scene shifts and Trapper continues, “We’re back at the old wooden church now, standing in the middle [of the sanctuary]. The place is packed, full of people. I see a pastor in the pulpit. He’s preaching and the people are responding. They’re clapping and he’s sweating, preaching with fervency. I feel the presence of God. I feel warmth and reverence. Now we’re back in the brick church, standing in the middle of it. There’s decent attendance, but the people are sitting. They’re on their phones and talking to one another. I see the pastor in the pulpit, reading the lesson. They have it projected on a screen so people can follow, but there’s no response. People are just staring, like they’re in a coma.” The Father speaks again, “The Love of My Word has been lost in this church. I’m sitting right here and no one sees Me. My Holy Spirit wants to work, but He’s not allowed. People are busy, but not busy for Me.”

Little Trapper observes, “There are people at the altar for an altar call. The pastor and others are praying for these people, but nothing’s happening; there’s no power, no deliverance. There’re just words,” she says as The Father intervenes once again, “My people are not changing, being delivered or healed. My word has been lost. I, your God, am about to change this. I will shut down churches who are not preaching My Word. I will open the eyes of those who truly love and seek Me. I will not allow them to parish. I will set these on fire” and Trapper sees fire and flames around the pulpit and the altar. She describes, “I see the incense of prayers going up to heaven” and Jesus takes us back to the old country church.

Trapper narrates, “I see people at an altar; some are standing, some are on their knees, there’s crying and some are praying. The pastor and others are praying for these people. I see some are shaking. Some are falling out [in the Spirit] and wailing with tears. I see a mist hanging over the altar. I feel the presence of God in this place. He’s working and doing things in people’s lives” and The Father says, “This is what My Church will be again. My people will not perish. They will cry out and I will hear their prayers. I will deliver them. I will set them free” and Trapper sees a fire enveloping the people. She describes, “They’re in the middle of the fire, but not burned or scorched. I can see them, crying from the depth of their souls to God. They’re lifting their hands, rocking back and forth, tarrying with God.”

Again, The Lord God Almighty approaches the conversation, saying, “There will come a time when My Word will not be available. You must hide My Word in your heart. You must know Me. You must be able to hear Me. Those who follow Me will be called crazy. Those who don’t follow the world system will be mocked. But I, your God, will be your Provider. There is a famine in the land. Trust that I will provide. They will tell you all manner of lies, but trust in Me and My word. They will try to set you in fear; but you will fear not, I am not the spirit of fear. My church has become blind, but I Am about to remove scales from their eyes. They will wonder how they got so far off, but I Am bringing my people back.”

Little Trapper sees people standing far off, in the middle of nowhere. “They’re wondering how they got there,” she tells me, “They’re so far from God. They’re wondering how they will get back” and God says, “In the blink of an eye, I will restore My Church. They will be prayer warriors and prophets. They will do miracles and they will not hinder My Spirit. This will be greater than the Azusa Street Revival.” Trapper tells me, “I see big tents and buildings. People are pushing to get in. There’s not enough room to accommodate all the people” and The Father adds, “There will be healings and miracles but not all will come to repentance. I will have to teach My Church to love again. Judging. Too many people are judging one another, not loving. I Am the only Judge. You are to love. Love your brother. Help your brethren. Judge not that ye may not be judged. Stop being holier than thou. For only I Am Holy. I Am going to start removing people in position who are not holy. A cleansing is coming. People are stealing from Me. Stealing My Glory, My tithes, setting themselves above Me. I will not have it! I will strip everything from them. They will no longer be able to stand before Me without repentance. I will set in place righteous and holy ones, people who will honor Me and keep My commandments. The music will no longer be secular. Its time out for performances. Usher Me in with your presence, your love, your voice. Tarry with Me. I want to commune with you. I want to share my Love and My thoughts with you. I want to set your hearts on fire for Me” and Little Trapper sees a heart burning inside of a human chest. She describes, “Smoke (the Holy Spirit) is wrapping itself, twirling around the heart and the whole person.” The Father continues, “I Am forming a relationship with you. I will teach you to pray. I will teach you to Tarry. I will share with you my wisdom, knowledge and teachings.”

Trapper continues, “Now we’re standing and all I can see is His feet. We are facing each other. He says, ‘Stop trying to fit in. I never made you to fit in. I created you special and only I understand the depths of your heart. No one else. It’s time to come up, daughter. I have many things for you to do. You’ve been wasting time. We have much work to do.” The Father puts his arm around her shoulders. They’re walking and He tells her, “All these years I’ve been mentoring you. You have the heart of David. Remember when you used to pray and have the heart of David? You used to ask me to share My heart with you. I’m about to answer those prayers.” They stand together, she sees an altar and describes, “I am on my knees, praying and crying from the depths of my soul. I see wings covering me. I see armor appearing on my body, a sword on my side, a breastplate and a helmet. Tears are falling from my eyes and fire is coming out from my mouth.”

The scene changes and we’re walking into a church and she narrates what she’s seeing, “At the front of the church, there’s a bunch of people standing with me. I’m pacing back and forth with my eyes shut, listening. I’m waiting to hear His voice. I stop, open my eyes and my eyes are a flame. I walk over to the people and pray for them. Fire is coming out of my mouth. They’re crying, some shaking, some falling out in the Spirit” and The Father says, “I will make you fearless.”

She’s now on her knees, praying and she’s consumed with fire and burnt into a pile of ashes. Her angel stands by the pile of ashes, guarding it and a swirling wind raises the ashes upward in the air and The Father says, “I breathe the Breath of Life back into you.” She feels exhausted, like energy just got sucked out of her and The Father says, “This is when you will need to come to me and replenish. People will not like what you have to say, but thus saith the lord, speak what I say to you and let the dust fall to your feet. You must be obedient. Your life depends on it” and suddenly she’s shown her sister standing at an altar.

“Her head is down, like she’s praying,” Trapper explains, “I see so much hurt and turmoil.” The Father says, “I’m about to break her free” and there’s a man standing in front of her, talking. The sister’s crying, uncontrollably, and falls to her knees. Trapper explains, “I’ve never seen her crying like this before” and The Lord says, “I Am removing the hurt and the pain. I Am healing her. Then I will fill her. Then she will know that I Am God; not just in her mind, but in her heart.” They begin walking again, side by side with His arm around her shoulders. He says to her, “Don’t be overwhelmed. I will strengthen you. Your previous friends will not be in the place they once were. I Am shifting some things around. Troy. Use him. He will teach you some things. You’ve outgrown some people and some things. It’s time to move on. The things you’re concerned about, about your mother, I cannot answer them yet. Now is not the time. You can have those answers, but in due time.”

The scene switches again and Trapper sees herself searching in a dark place. The Father narrates, “I’m searching her life and her soul for things that aren’t like Me” and Trapper sees Him plucking little green sprouts that don’t belong there. He shows her “Things like crab grass,” she explains and He says, “If these are not pulled out by the root, they will keep coming back. I’m ripping them out at the root. You must have a pure heart.” He’s finished and I ask if I can ask a question. He grants me the opportunity and I question, “Can you give me Your definition for ‘Tarry?’” I’ve never heard this word before and, I could look it up and give a dictionary definition, but I’m concerned with what He says it means to Him. He answers immediately, “To linger, to delay, to spend time with me. Long to be in My presence.” I ask about the classification of what He’s just given us, because it’s not necessarily what He does with Trapper and me together, normally. The Lord God Almighty says, “Write it in her story, exactly as I’ve given it.”

Footnotes:

the action of making or declaring something, typically a church, sacred. to make or declare sacred. Especially, to devote, irrevocably to the worship of God by a solemn ceremony. ↩︎

The Truth Project of Salisbury Md.

This is not a modern church model…

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The Baby’s Under Attack

Curse of the Neck Sniffer

Purging Spiritual Areas

The Hidden Places of the Hurts

The Healing Hands of Jesus

Open Her Eyes So She Can See

Fill Your Lamps with Oil

I’m Sounding the Alarm, but No One is Listening

There’s A Famine in the Land: Trust in Me

Footnotes:

The Baby’s Under Attack

Curse of the Neck Sniffer

Purging Spiritual Areas

The Hidden Places of the Hurts

The Healing Hands of Jesus

Open Her Eyes So She Can See

Fill Your Lamps with Oil

I’m Sounding the Alarm, but No One is Listening

There’s A Famine in the Land: Trust in Me

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