MY
CALL TO PREACH IN SAN FRANCISCO
A prophetic utterance
from the Lord, December 23, 2004
1:11
A.M.
Question:
Are you saying anything, Father?
Answer:
“Know for a certainty that I am the Lord that both healeth thee, and am
He who redeemeth thee from all your fears of destruction and death on The
Streets of San Francisco, or any other place, and from your fears of being both
homeless and car less, experiencing a life like my people that you have been
observing, saith the Lord.
Yes, I said
‘my people,’ because most of the people you see have a call of God in me,
which they have ignored or rebelled from for oh so many years that the curse of
disobedience has come to both grip and control their lives, leaving me but
little opportunity to move in and on their behalf, saith he Lord.
It
is a downward spiral, as you have been witnessing, one thing after another,
being continually behind the eight ball, getting further and further behind in
the game of life, the game of love, the game of family, and all the other
‘games’ of a ‘normal’ existence in a society so richly blessed by me,
saith the Lord.
So
what comes next, repentance, saith the Lord.
But repentance—the word of repentance—must be preached, and then
attached to a delivery system of hope, a hope that springs eternal, and that can
be seen, and felt, and known, and loved by me in the hearts of these, my
rebellious children, saith the Lord.
Yes,
you have been seeing the army of believers that I see, the army of no nonsense
believers that I see—survivors in the game of life, on The Streets of San
Francisco, saith the Lord of Hosts.
Yes,
I know that this is something that you do not want to do, saith the Lord, but I
also know that it is something that you will do for me, if I ask you, and I am
asking you to help me to pick up my people, before they die the lonely, cold
deaths that you have been contemplating for some time now.
Where
there is no vision, the people perish, and these my people have no
vision for themselves, or for their lives, saith the Lord, but you do, saith the
Lord, because I have given it to you, and you know in your heart that this is of
me, saith the Lord.
Someone
must be willing to step in and pick up my people before they die, without hope,
and without me, for although San Francisco does an adequate job in ministering
to the flesh, government cannot touch the spirit, or transform the soul with the
transforming power of my Word, saith the Lord.
I
have no one as prepared as I have prepared you over the years to do this thing
for me. Walter, will you do this
thing for me, saith the Lord?"
© 2005 Walter J. Taylor, Walter James Taylor