man, the impact of what you posted here peter, and what I'm working to birth coincide very well. I'll be honest though, I'm so tired, and there's barely any breath left in me to deal with what's at hand.... which... is why I know the victory is also at hand. When I am weak I am strong...

but man...

so tired!

The Lord's been working with me to release what's in my heart through audio and visual medium... but nothing spectacular... something about spoken word being much more effective and efficient than silly texts.

You know, I'm not really all about fighting monsters and all that... I just wish they'd stop interfering with the beauty that the Lord is working to establish.

Not to beat a dead horse, but here is how my error and passion to make things right has super-evolved into some of the largest blessings this town has seen in many years... though, all of them are merely seeds today.

ok...
So the Final Quest was a series of visions Joyner was given, that off and on he just couldn't handle being the receiving end of. I don't blame him, often, the deep things of God can be pretty darn scary to us shallow physical realm dwellers. This is often true with me... there are a lot of things that scare the crud out of me sometimes when it comes to spiritual anything... but specifically when I'm entering into something that doesn't add up or make sense. I don't even need it to make earthly sense... it just has to make some kind of sense. You all here got to witness perhaps my largest freak out I've ever had, at least a portion of it. And, I freaked out for several reasons, but the majority of them were because of things that didn't add up. Somehow the rules of the game seemed to have changed, or I was missing something. And since the universal laws of all realms physical and otherwise haven't changed since the start.. i was missing something. A lot of somethings. And it forced me to seek knowledge through any means I have to do so... some with the internet, but much with my spiritual .. ah... gifts i guess.

The Call, the sequel to The Final Quest... I didn't get much out of at first. I was excited that there was a book published that affirmed what the old ministers told me I would some day be capable of in my walk, but other than that I didn't get much out of it... until this mess of a conflict between fear and love started escalating. Then several things from that book started to stand out, and made me tremble for a while realizing the task at hand was much larger than anything I've ever done before.

The last book in that series of his, The Torch and the Sword... is sitting next to me, but I haven't read the last 50 pages of yet. This book I started reading at the begging of the summer, but... put it down because it was seriously becoming like the moving 'the never ending story' for me. I even made the exact same mistake that Joyner did in his vision, less than 3 pages before I got to it in the book. Then when it prattled on about equipping the mothers, my sore widdle heart couldn't take any more and I put the book down since I couldn't complete that task and knew that things wouldn't progress until I had... and... well... you guys done seen a big portion of my screw up this year... prohibiting me from completing that portion on my own.

so the Body got activated.
which, in the town of death moans, Iowa... doesn't happen that often.


I'll be honest and not to discredit Yahweh in the slightest, I can't say I was expecting much from the body parts 'round here... it's just that the reason there's been such a poor success rate for ministry in Des Moines, is because of the horde that jumps on things before anyone ever notices, and tricks each other through our fear to practically nullify and reject all the things that the Lord is blessing the land with. It wouldn't be so super-effective, if people in general were aware of two very important things about des moines. 1... the mason, maharishi, and wiccan roots of this town, called in a lot of spirits that became, extremely territorial. 2... my generation of kids and our parents here, were very much affiliated in many ways with a mixture of those said roots, and many things took place that defiled the land, recently and haven't been altered much.

So The Call covers some of these things, like landscape. Doesn't mention demons any more, instead focusing on certain principals and things any of us can ask for with a bit of prayer and praise.

If people realized the spiritual landscape we were in, things would be quiet different here... certainly we'd all be praying for each other a lot more. There's a sleeping beauty of humanity in all of us, but the scale that it's incapacitated just because of the 'landscape' is sad and epidemic. It is the very reason we needed so many activists for so long, but also why almost all of them are failing now.

then The Call deals with the types of people on this landscape, referring to the world at large being mostly rambling people who were never really able to get rooted in truth of any kind. Then there's a smaller portion, of those wearing beautiful armors and are very ridged in their movements and customs. Having a good deal of truth, and reaching into the crowd before them to bring them into some truth. Then there is the smallest portion, the people very close to the earth. It is those people it says, that are given the gifts to effect the natural surroundings of our landscapes. That some, when the time is needed, would even be able to pray for, and against.... things like earthquakes and hurricanes and the like.

The book was rather boring to me other than that portion and one other, it had some very important points, ideas, and essential truths for most people, but it was a recap of where i'd already been. The other portion I enjoyed was how it displayed the Christ talking to us, as wisdom... but gave the clear warning that we'll get other voices that come to us posing as wisdom... and these are the enemy.

This series ends with 'The Torch and the Sword', and combines several of the elements that were previously established in the visions before the ones put in this book. This is the one that's been in my face, and the most impacting book I've ever read. In it it talks about many of the types of things that the Lord has been asking the leaders of his church to do... and not the pastors, the earthen people gifted for this age.

By the time I got a hold of the book, I was already thrown into a situation that it gives an example of. I read a little of it, but wanted to stab it out on my own. It seemed for a time that this was the worst thing I could have possibly have done, even making the same mistake that Joyner did in his vision late summer. And loosing the best friend I've ever wanted to keep because of it. Would things have been different had I read it all? Hard to say, since what's taken place this summer and fall I had dreams about 5 and 10 years ago.

But it was the dream from 10 years ago that I wanted to place here recently but my browser just 'dropped' the data for some reason or other. It turns out that that dream had already come to pass, I just wasn't around for the witnessing of it, until yesterday. And... had anyone around here read it they might have gotten the wrong idea.

I was on 'trial' ten years ago for speaking about my dreams and visions I had been given, at a church. They didn't like the questions I asked, and told me to forget everything and start again. Foolish, self-absorbed leaders actually thought it was smarter and safer to reject the things God had already given me, in order to be filled up with what these pastors felt should be in my heart. I remember, the last conversation i had before their 'tribunal'... and how I finished it with 'this isn't over'.... and threw a piece of paper that they had a misconstrued e-mail of mine on, back at them. The paper wasn't crumpled, but it flew in a straight line all the way across the room and hit the pastor in the face. I can't even throw a card that well, and I was only trying to get it to land on the table in front of me... I saw God in that moment, since i can figure out no other way that the physics of that moment should have worked the way that it did. I didn't intend to hit anyone in the face either =D.

But it was the pastor that I hit in the face, who was in my dream 10 years ago. All puffed up and he had a very large vial with a needle on it, just sitting in his arm. I had encountered this pastor in the dream, after climbing lots of stairs downtown, looking for where my weapons had been stolen and stashed away at. A lot of things had happened before that point in the dream but this was the part I was the most concerned about in the dream, because I ended up pulling that vial of 'heroine' out of that pastor's arm. And, then... he gave me my weapons back... I was missing all the ones that were fast, automatic, and got back the pistol and the shotgun.

I've never owned a gun in my life.... and I've never met a pastor that does heroine... but... i can see how these people around me would have mistaken what I would have released there.

Turns out, that pastor in the dream is now in charge of the 'downtown church'... and since the day I heard them open their doors I remembered that dream in the back of my mind. But it wasn't until this other church opened up on the top floor of the old masonic temple, did I recognize the stairs in the dream. It wasn't the same pastor, but I saw the vial of 'heroine'.

The heroine turned out to be pride. We got this young pup fresh out the bible school, shining his radiance that God gave him to shine, but also filled up on pride, and about to climb off the mountain to lead others to it. But like Joyner's book describes, that's fatal to the ministry, to walk off the mountain and carry pride.

So I was freaking out because I know the verses about pulling sin out of people, and that we can't even try until we tend to the sin in our own lives. I was tending, but my heart was not right or in any condition to wrestle anyone else's sin... let alone a pastor who believed he had 'arrived' at the height of his ministry when in fact he had only just begun. So I wanted to pass it by some of you guys... to see what I may have been missing, for some prayer, you know... the usual christian agendas... but it turned out... that simply tapping on his pride and inflaming it, was enough for me to point out to him the following week (after the inflammation of that throne had subsided a bit) that I had intentionally smacked his pride to inflame it, so that he wouldn't be able to escape the fact that it exists in his heart... since it made him erupt at me.,, and as a minister of the word, this just can not be.

But here's the plot twist. This man wouldn't have even talked to me about these things if it wasn't for the persecution that came from my previous mistake... that apparently I was fated to make?!

But before all these, they shall lay their hands on you, and persecute you, delivering you up to the synagogues, and into prisons, being brought before kings and rulers for my name's sake.

haha... theirs other verses to match that, but it seems that us prophetic don't get to enjoy to much casual conversation with the leaders in the churches, and prisons it would seem, without first some sort of drastic persecution.


but one of the most humbling scriptures these past months is one that is argued about for centuries now... well I have no more contest to it as of this week. 22 How long will you go about, O you backsliding daughter? for the LORD has created a new thing in the earth, A woman shall compass a man.

If I add up all of the things that have fallen in my lap from where my error of fear and hesitation led me because of this woman....

17 acres of land to build earth homes on and farm
5 new prophetic friends
the ability to see my prayers heard by the Lord and effect the weather
the ability to hear someone's heart even though it's distant and at odds with me
and the recognition of the whole body of Christ around here now....

for instance.

This pastor was certain of the accusation made against me before he even met me, because of pride. Yet in his 'athor-a-tay' felt that it was right that I stop talking or speaking to my favorite mistake.
but when the reality shook him that his message to her and mine were excatly the same, i just had a more personalized version than his general sermons... well, he slowly started to realize he was actually saying Jason, stop speaking what the Holy Spirit is speaking.

His sermons were entitled 'echos of a voice' referring to the voice of God echoing throughout the ages.
Well, my e-mail is echoingword, since the words I speak echo throughout where I may be... even if they are mis-interpreted. As it turns out, I gave him a letter before his sermon one day, that was exactly the same message in his sermon... after his sermon I was a bit nervous and said to him, I hope your not one of the ones through fear who will accuse me of sneaking into your house and taking notes from your sermon, cuz man, i don't even know what side of town you live on.

this sort of thing has happened before, and those pastors who received letters from me on the day of their sermon that was whatever subject was in my letter to them... have all cast me out of their services.

apparently, only the devil can do that ... they say.

And it is pride that extends such wrongful judgements.

And I smacked this mans pride with the pinky of my right hand, knowing that I could in no way be able to remove that sin, for there was such a turmoil in my own heart.

But it was refusing to listen to his 'man made authority' and refusing to submit completely to his fear, and the fear of another, that ultimately made him surrender his pride.

It had actually happened before I even tried to bring the dream before you guys.... and I hadn't known it... didn't see the fruit until just yesterday, when his prescheduled message spoke the same echoing voice of the things I've been trying so hard to get through to the heart of fear I love so much... and for the first time she was able to witness it firsthand. Though, I'm wondering if she thinks that I might have programed that pastor... but what she and even this pastor doesn't realize yet... is that all the ministries around the area are echoing the same words right now, to the same stories. I just got another connection who sent me a link to his pastor's service one county away, speaking the same type of message from a completely different angle.

I know, that I'm one of the earthen people joyner was so excited about predicting from his visions, with certain gifts for this age... but it is within these messages that the three categories of people and our purposes are revealed a bit. The earthen people and the people wearing shiny armor are supposed to reach into the class of people before them and draw those types into their fold. If the churches today were the end all of learning about the Lord and how to walk with the Creator in your breath, then there wouldn't be a group of earthen people.... they would be heresy. But the earthen are the closest to the Lord, so that when one of us speaks what the Lord has to say, it comes to be what is echo'd... since the armor wearing guys hear it too, just come to understand it slower for some reason. (things like pride in their armor for instance, slow down the comprehension)


And it's amazing to me, humbling, comforting, and a million other things just as fun... to finally see all these years of persecution and standing my ground finally coming to fruition.

To be able to speak the fresh Word to those around me... it's all I've ever wanted in my life after I realized that having my own mountain, waterfall, woman, and musical studio in mexico wasn't exactly what the Lord had in store for me... lol.

everything else... even praying for the weather, takes back seat to being able to speak fresh Word... it would suggest, that there is yet hope for the ministries around me.... that maybe, we could actually organize, and no longer be divided, and actually work together to do the things that need to be done, and can only be done, together!

This idea would seem to match up with what Joyner's books kinda imply about what the Lord is trying to do with His people.



k... there... all in text. just for you geppy.... lol JUST KIDDING... i actually fried my sound card yesterday, went through a fresh install of the OS... computer headaches, ect ect.


I gotta stop now though my heart hurts and it's a beautiful day out today.