Go Back And Get The Woman
Lynda Prince
California USA
March 11, 2009
A Dream from Lynda Prince (2009/11)
Introduction by Peter Kendrick
Only a repentant church will reclaim the promised land, and will my rest!
Lynda’s dream prophecies the narrow escape as the sleeping church awakens.
[Lynda Prince is the Grand Chief of North America/President First Nations of North America.]
But Prophesy is both God's desire and WARNING, for those who must INTERCEDE and ACT in concert with the Lord to see it come to pass. This is the same narrow escape as the EXODUS of OT, and now the EXODUS of our time is upon us. Just as the Lord has spoken, "The King's R.O.A.R. (posted 2009 11)” laying out clearly the trinity of corporate transgressions America must repent of to see it’s deliverance. I believe it also speaks to all the nations of the earth, who’ve oppressed their immigrants and 2nd class citizens. And don’t say that we do them a favor by giving them slave labor; by tolerating and profiting from them. Tolerance is to love as common is to sacred – opposites; whereby we exchange for them one bondage for another. Thereby we prove ourselves stumbling blocks, misrepresenting ourselves as the Ambassadors of the Kingdom of the Son of His love.
In God's eyes it is the Native American Indians who remain the preeminent authority in the land, while we are the illegal immigrants! While there have been acts of repentance and reconciliation, NOTHING on the scale of what is required, given what was stolen! The Egyptians gave them the silver and the gold and more. Worldly sorrow always leads to destruction. The Lord would AWAKEN US to our DEEP NEED for TRUE REPENTANCE to bring true Reconciliation, Restitution and Restoration. A start might be that military base lands under US Military Base Realignment and Closure (BRAC) to be restored to the Native Americans. Diane Wigstone's "14 Generations" and Darryll Fields "The Seed of a Nation" speak to the inexplicable and tragically perverse "Manifest Destiny" whereby our ancestors followed an "Angel of Light", NOT the Angel of the Lord across this nation to steal it from the Native Americans. John Dawson's "Healing America's Wounds" speaks to what restitution and restoration efforts look like, citing some key examples.
Only the truth can set us free; then we’ll be free indeed. Then we can set the Native Americans and ourselves free from mutual unforgiveness. And don't make the mistake of thinking that God, much less the Native American's will be satisfied with some symbolic feet washing service as a substitute. That will never get it done. There is a clear reason why less than 3% of Native Americans are Christian. They want nothing to do with our God. Who can blame them? The truth is their ancestors knew our God far better than we did - just not His name. But aside from the William Penn's of our ancestry, they brought shame to the name.
Fast, Pray and Act Church to see to it that "THE KING'S R.O.A.R." message of these will accelerate across this land to begin to yield the heart of a truly repentant church resulting in Acts to bring restoration and restitution to native Americans, African-Americans, and the man and woman for the abomination of abortion. On abortion, the Lord has in “LIFE – When it Begins? God Answers Again…Who Heeds?"* (Posted on 16 February 2009). This will move God’s heart to yield an Exodus of deliverance for our day that will reclaim the promised land, and will enter His rest!
AND THE BATTLECRY FOR THESE NEXT GENERATIONS AND BEYOND NOW BEGINS, BUT AS THE LORD WOULD HAVE IT, IN UNITY – AND NOTHING WILL STOP THE SECOND ADAM AND SECOND EVE AS THEY SOJOURN TOGETHER!
A Dream from Lynda Prince
Saints:
"For God speaks again and again, though people do not recognize it. He speaks in dreams, in visions of the night, when deep sleep falls on people as they lie in their beds. He whispers in their ears and terrifies them with warnings. He makes them turn from doing wrong, He keeps them from pride. He protects them from the grave, from crossing over the river of death." (Job 33:14-18)
THE DREAM
I dreamt that I was standing in what appeared to be an open plain, looking ahead at the vast land ahead of me. I thought to myself: "Man! I have to cross this long plain?" Suddenly I heard the sound of a mighty wind coming from behind me. I immediately turned to see what was coming, but only managed to get half way, when a mighty rushing wind hit me, and I was caught up in the air. I looked to my right and to my left; I was shocked that there were not that many of us earthlings caught up in this wind. I wondered where are the rest of them? There should be thousands, even millions of people, why are we the only ones? I looked at myself, and I had a white garment on, with a sash or belt of some sort, almost transparent, sometimes it appeared blue in color, then it would change to gold and then brilliant white. I was thinking whatever terrain we were passing at the time determined the color of this belt. I had a sword in my right hand. A shield in my left hand. I was not that far off the ground, and I knew I was still on planet earth, but I was flying through the air at a very fast pace. I could feel the wind on my face, like when you are in an open boat at full throttle, or when you are riding a horse at full gallop; and my hair was blowing backwards. It felt so good; yet my heart was breaking because there were so few of us. Then I realized there was a tall man behind me. He had been covering me all along, but I did not realize that, as I was so busy looking over my new surroundings. How long had he been covering me, I wondered? I do not know. But I just realized for the first time he was there behind me. Then he whispered into my left ear. "Go back and get the woman!" Not in a demanding way, but ever so gently. I literally melted like wax, as soon as I heard His voice! Wait a minute! I know that voice! I recognized the voice of my Beloved! I immediately obeyed, and only thought, "Yes, Lord." I knew He could read my thoughts. With that I turned, and in a twinkling of an eye, I found myself miles back, at this old tattered, unkempt house. I knew supernaturally that this woman was in this house. I went in, and it smelled so gross in that house; like old, full of mildew, and although it had been clean a long time ago, there had been no movement in there for many, many years; for it was full of dust and decay. It was semi-dark in the house, with very little light coming from window, because it was dirty. I found a bedroom door, and opened it, and there was a woman who was in a deep sleep. She was wearing what was once a white nightgown, but had now turned yellow with age, so it appeared dirty. I was quite upset with her for being in such a deep sleep, although I knew in my heart that I was going to find her in that condition. I also knew she was in the bedroom. I went to her immediately, and tried to wake her. But she had been asleep so long, it was very difficult to get her to move. She was extremely lethargic. I sat her straight up in bed. I said, "Get up, what are you doing still asleep? Don't you know we have taken off at high speed? But I have been sent back for you; you must wake up and get dressed! Quickly! I know we can make it back to the front lines in no time if you get moving!" Then I heard a sound out of my left ear, and it appeared like from the north, I heard the sound of thousands of approaching hoof beats of horses. I knew this was an evil army. I knew they were coming right in the path of this woman, and if I left her there, she would surely die. So I shook her one more time to try to move as quickly as possible to get her to stand up and become mobile. Then I realized why she did not make a move to get dressed when I had asked her, for the first time, I saw what appeared to be like a white mask over both her eyes. It appeared like white powdery substance and because she had been asleep so long, it had dried over her eyes; blinding her; and somehow I thought it was once oil that ran down from her head. But it was now dried and ugly in appearance. I realized then that this woman was unaware that she was blind because of this, she may have thought she was just unable to open her eyes. I put down my sword, and strung the shield on my left arm, and began to scrape away at this dried white powder over her eyes. I thought at first that it would be easy, as it was only over her eyes, and did not look like much to scrape away. But, I was wrong. It was not until I dug my fingernails into this white powdery substance, that I realized, 'oh no! this is thicker than it appears. It is going to take longer than I anticipated! I was getting mad at this woman by this time, for she appeared lazy, not lifting a finger to help me to free her, and yet I was doing all this for her benefit! So I threatened her: "Look, if you do not lift a finger help me, then I am going to have to leave you here. Evil is fast approaching from behind, and you know you will die in enemy hands?" When I said this, the woman groped for my arm, and begged me, "No! Please do not leave me here! I do not want to die in enemy hands! Please do not leave me here, take me with you!" That was the first time she spoke to me. It took that threat to get her to speak to me, she was so groggy, and was now trying to become fully awake. I said, "Then you need to lift your fingers to help me scrape all this stuff off your eyes, so you can see, for surely I cannot pack you, and where we are going everyone has to have eyes to see where we are going! So, take your fingers and work on your left eye, as I continue to work on your right eye!" At this she began to scrape wildly at her left eye, and I kept working rapidly on her right eye. This stuff was gross and smelled quite bad. Again, I heard the sound of the fast approaching hoof beats coming from the north. This time, I sensed that this woman could hear it too, for the first time! When I first told her that I heard the approaching sound of hoof beats, she had to take my word for it because she was unable to hear it for herself. I had this distinct impression that she also recognized the sound and knew who that enemy was; she was terrified of him as I sensed that she had a run in with him before! Terrified enough to work frantically on her left eye by this time, we were working at high speed on getting her eye sight back to at least where she could see. Finally, I saw the pupils of her eyes, and I knew she could see out of her right eye. She was squinting and the light, even in that semi-dark room, hurt her eyes. I then helped her get her left eye free, and although we did not get all the white caked material off her eyes, enough was off for her to be able to see. I knew there was no more time. And I told her: "Get dressed!" I looked around, and on the side of her bed was a chair, where she had laid her clothes. It was musty smelling, like clothing smell when they had been laying a very long time in one spot. The clothing, I noticed, was also outdated and realized she must have fell asleep a long time ago. The clothing had gone out of style many, many years ago. But there was no time to look for other clothing. I helped her get dressed, and told her, since it was kind of dark in the house, I asked her to take hold of my sword, which I picked up again, had become illuminated with light, and led her out of that old decaying house. When we got up the final steps, I informed her to hang onto me, that we would be caught up supernaturally, and in a twinkling of an eye, we would catch up the rest in the front lines. Somehow I knew the wind was coming back to get me, but she was not able to ride the wind like I could, but if she hung onto me, she would be caught up with me. She nodded "okay" and just as I spoke it, it came to pass, that we were both caught up in this powerful wind again, and in a twinkling of an eye, we were back in the front lines. My heart was pounding, I knew we made it by the skin of our teeth, and I was so happy that we made it! It was only then when I was back in rank with the rest that I had been caught up with , did I realize where I had been, and what I had just accomplished! And I began to tremble. I looked over at the woman I had just rescued, she looked very bad. She still had some of that white powdery stuff on her eyes, she was wearing outdated clothing that smelled musty and old; her hair was all tangled up for she had no time to comb it; and for certain, I knew she had not bathed in years, nor brushed her teeth in many, many moons. I thought, 'Who would want her? And why was I sent back to rescue her? The scripture popped into my mind: "What is man, that You are mindful of him? And the son of man, that You visit him?" (Psalm 8:4).
I WAS AWAKENED!
I woke to thick presence of the Lord in my bedroom; I was literally drenched in it; I felt like I was just coming in for a landing from that flight! I could feel the anointing flowing through me, like when you are laying hands on people and ministering to them; sometimes after you finish praying with people, you still feel that power going through your human body and you cannot sit still, you have to move around until it drains from you. Then your body becomes exhausted and you can finally relax and rest because it has been used by a powerful force - the Holy Spirit.
INTERPRETATION OF DREAM
The first thing I usually do when I hear the word of God being quoted, I look it up; and I see if there are any other scriptures that coincides with that particular scripture. I found one that I felt was appropriate for this dream. "What is man, that You should set Your heart upon him? And that You should visit him every morning, and try him every moment?" (Job 7:17) As I studied this, it literally means that man is undeserving of God's favor! At this season, we do not deserve God's favor, yet it is upon us. I was crying as I was studying and praying on this, what I was to share with you all, my precious family in Christ. I am crying again, as I write this today. Again, I can feel His love for us, His Body on earth. He is reaching out to us so that we may wake up from the deep sleep enemy has us in, as His Body, on earth. We are not ready for what HE is about to do on planet earth, but if we will ask Him now, He can bring us supernaturally to where we need to be, so we are in our position for the next great coming move of God. Just like the rescued woman, who was caught in a deep sleep, she got to the front lines supernaturally.
As I sought Him, I felt I heard a word in prayer, I heard the word "paga.' I looked up the word in English dictionary but found nothing that moved me. I was praying this morning, and felt led to call a friend, and told her about this word I heard. She told me she studied this some time back, and this is what it means! Paga is a Hebrew word, and literally means 'hitting the mark!' First Nations warriors knew about this, because it depicts hitting the center of a bull’s-eye; and when arrows are shot, they have to aim a certain way, they have to let the bow go at a certain strength, because when the arrow flies through the air, depending on distance it was aimed to travel, the arrow flying through the air can cause it to shift slightly off target. So our warriors had to become expert marksmen! Sin on the other hand, I discovered, the literal interpretation means, ' to miss the mark!' I sensed this morning, as all this is becoming clear to me, that the Lord is telling us to not miss the mark because of sin in our lives. I am talking about all sin. Not just big obvious sins, but the little ones too. They are just as dangerous, if not more so. These are the scriptures He gave me regarding this issue "Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes." (Song of Solomon 2:15)
After I looked up that scripture and the word fox, the Holy Spirit brought me this scripture: "O Israel, your prophets are like the foxes in the deserts. You have not gone up into the gaps, neither made up the hedge for the house of Israel to stand in the battle in the day of the Lord." (Ezekiel 13:4-5). I looked this up, and the literal meaning is the Lord was addressing false prophets. The ones that really do not care with a spirit of indifference. Now look at what He showed me next about the sleeping woman in the dream.
I received another word, slothfulness. I looked it up and received several definitions. However, some translations only give basic definitions to a word. like being lethargic, lazy, etc. I was not really satisfied with what I received, so I dug deeper. I prayed more. Then I felt like I hit the bull’s-eye with this next definition! It is falling into deep sleep! Another interpretation was 'spirit of indifference!' Then it came together, we, Body of Christ, have been lulled into a deep sleep by a 'spirit of indifference!'
I assumed that from just hearing the word slothfulness meant to be lazy and lethargic. But it was much deeper than that. The Body of Christ right now are busy going to and fro; so they don't appear lazy. They rise early and are out there doing things. Let me tell you how I heard it, and then you judge this word for yourself, and see if I heard correctly. I am open to correction anytime! In fact, I welcome it and am always asking if it bears witness with the spirit of other saints. So I submit it to you for your discernment.
Slothfulness as a spirit of indifference is when an e-mail pops up in your inbox with an urgent prayer request, and you read it, but you do not start praying right there and then, because it doesn't move you! your five senses which are the five entry points into your human temple are lulled into deep sleep or have become desensitized by spirit of indifference! You think, 'oh! it's an old e-mail and I am sure they have a lot of other people praying for them!' So you move onto the next e-mail. Indifference means when you watch the television news and something urgent is reported, you think you should pray about this situation, but you get distracted from getting into prayer! It may never happen that night or the next day, and you keep meaning to pray, but you keep allowing other things to distract you. You go to church or a conference or get twenty e-mails, and everyone is in a fasting mode, and you feel that you are suppose to fast, but you put it off until next week, but next week never comes. You just give into the thought; 'Oh! There are enough people fasting, I am sure I am not going to make a difference anyways!' And the burden to fast leaves you and you no longer feel any conviction. You have many good intentions, but they never materialize, that is slothfulness. Indifference is when you are not moved by another family in Christ or other's sufferings, you are alerted to their condition, you may be shocked at first; but you think there enough Christians and their family members praying for them, so you don't bother. That is Cain and Abel all over again. Once again, you feel like your prayers as one human being on planet earth is not going to make a difference. So you move on. By this time you are wondering why you do not hear the voice of the Living God? Why are you not dreaming? Why can't I see visions? Why can't I feel the presence of God? Because what had been entrusted to you was not heeded to, so why would God trust you with a vision? Because you think you have to have a vision or a supernatural experience to know it's from God, and you have not believed the report of His Prophets when they reported something to you. It is doubting Thomas all over again, that unless I hear for myself, or see for myself, I will not believe it! Slothfulness means to become single minded; and indifferent when you are truly concerned for only your immediate family; and only if you and yours had your fill, then will you think of others if you have any left over. Of what? Anything from your time, to your prayers, your fasting, to your finances! You know that as a believer in Christ, you have a biblical mandate to pray for and to stand with Israel; and you keep meaning to start but it never happens. Then you hear of all that is going on in Israel, and again the thought hits you to begin to really pray as the bible mandates every believer for Israel; but the thought passes because you did not move on it. That is sin of slothfulness. Slothfulness makes you feel indifferent to your surroundings, to what is going on in the world today, you just keep going on with your business as usual. We need to change; so we can move on with God. God is moving onto a new realm of His glory, and I do not know about you, but I do not want to be left behind! The choice is really ours, isn't it? The only way is to cry out to God right now, and get really honest, and say, "Lord, change me before it is too late! I acknowledge and I repent of the sin of slothfulness and deliver me from this spirit of indifference! Help me to graduate from being the Body to becoming the Bride of Christ! I want to be prepared, not asleep when You begin to move in this great coming harvest with outdated strategy and vision, but I want to be right in sync with You Lord, with how you are moving and what you are saying for now in this season!" You get the idea, the Holy Spirit will take over and you could be hours, days, weeks on your face. How do I know? Guess where I been for the past several weeks? While there is time, God can hear our prayers right now, we have this time, it is not to be wasted. I felt to pray about everything from who I am supposed to be aligned with in the spirit realm, to where I am suppose to be living, to where I am suppose to be going. I have many invitations to go to many lands, and to many places, but for some reason, I feel like it is no longer business as usual where I just fast and pray and go wherever I feel led to go. I feel like I am to consult with others, and to ask the prayers of saints everywhere to pray with me, and be open to words of wisdom from others. Be open to prophetic words. Be open to scriptures sent to me. I never had such urgency before, to not want to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. But I sense it now. I feel the need to be in unity with the Body of Christ, for I sense that is where the safety is, in the midst of our bunching together!
So this dream? The bedroom represents a place of intimacy between a husband and wife. The sleeping woman represents the Body of Christ who has been asleep in the department of intimacy with Christ for a very long time. The Lord showed me the definition of intimacy was "Into me, you see!' I want to get downright vulnerable with you all, so that you can literally see into me, and I give you permission, if you see anything that is not right, to pray deliverance for me. I want nothing in me that displeases our Lord! I sense that I was the prophetic picture of the First People of world in this dream. We have a role to play in this hour to awaken the Body of Christ from this deep sleep she has been lulled into in the area of intimacy! We have to get aggressive in our dealings with this sleeping woman, because nice talk isn't going to cut it anymore! Time is of essence! Yet, we cannot finish her off either! So we must walk in razor sharp discernment in this hour. We are called to do many assignments, and there is some things that God Himself is trying to kill, and we should not bless it and try to resurrect it! So I cry out to you all, to continue to pray for First Nations of North America for extreme discernment. This goes for the rest of the first nations in other lands, as gatekeepers, we are asked to bless and welcome people into our nations and territories. But we must be careful that we do not allow a different spirit to enter our hearts. We allowed it once, we cannot afford to make that same mistake twice; because this time we will not have the time to recover a second time around! Time is of essence now!
Blessings to you and yours - may you also get caught up into a fresh wind of His Spirit!
"My heart bursts its banks, spilling beauty and goodness. I pour it out in a poem to the King, shaping the river into words: 'You're the handsomest of men; every word from Your lips is sheer grace, and God has blessed You, blessed You so much. Strap your sword to Your side, warrior! Accept praise! Accept due honor! Ride majestically! Ride triumphantly! Ride on the side of truth! Ride for the righteous meek! Your instructions are glow-in-the-dark; you shoot sharp arrows into enemy hearts; the King's foes lie down in the dust, beaten." (Psalm 45: 2-4 Peterson Version).