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| Dearest and AP
Well greetings. Hope this finds yall all well. It’s been a wild ride round here this week. I may need to do one of your unorthodox yet effective sprinkle/ partial dips (like you did with Aides father before he passed) as they don’t have a nice place to do so for the women. After such awesome visible angelic activity last visit I saw not ONE this time.Mostly I felt led to spend one on one time to go around and privately minister. Shame is a big lie to be cast out and one on one time with the women provides a great time to get to this, talking to each one on one. My 3 hours flew by, with my eyes eagerly peeking around for angels . But Nada. Right before I left I gathered the group that I know now and we sang just a few simple choruses of ALL HONOR ALL GLORY, in Spanish and whoa the Glory just filled the womens area. It was amazing. It was like we were transported to another place I started singing in tongues, and people just got to doing so as well and in general we soaked in the Pure Presence. Before this anointing fell like fire, a demon possessed lady, actually I knew here from when we first used to minister in fact she’s the one who tried to choke me once back then. So anyway, right as the Glory started hitting people here she comes, out of her corner(she has a sheet Fort like little kids make , where she sits and babbles and hits her head on the wall). Here she’s coming right to me cursing me in at least 5 languages, women all around, scared of her & parting like the Red Sea, but she’s coming pointing at me, spitting and hissing and I remembered one time when you were here an we were out ministering in the street and the same type thing happened. Clear as day I heard you say to me “don’t you let those spirits take over. And you rebuked it and it fell on the ground trying to strangle the girl, clawing at her eyes then u very quietly knelt on the ground and said,” devils You MUST go NOW IN JESUS NAME & YOU WILL NOT HURT HER. “AND they stopped and left poom. So back to Saturday, this really homicidal looking gal is coming to stop it all but I recalled what you taught me… Holy Spirit in me stepped out of the milk crate thing and met her and said, ‘stop, do it, now in Jesus Name and go in silence,’ and this woman melted to the floor like butter and she was in a peaceful state of sleep the rest of my time there. Afterwards her neighbor said the woman hadn’t slept in literally months, she was that tormented. NOBODY could recall seeing her sleep. The aanointing the pure Presence remained. Its hard to to determine the length of time it lasted but the Lord gave time to pray for each one and several got filled and sang in tongues, I could hear men’s voices at one point and can only believe that the men outside of the women’s area just beyond the big metal wall got caught up in the Presence with us. I know there’s a bunch of men that listen because the exercise yards (more like dog runs) back right up to the women’s kitchen which is sort of where my milk crate shield is. Also back in the women’s cell area, which they had me locked out of this time, you could hear singing in tongues and JOYFIL weeping as well. It was amazing. Then it was time to go. Johanna usually keeps time for me because she has a watch, but this time a female guard came in without us having to bang on the door hollering for a guard to get me out. Quick goodbyes were said and she escorted me towards that big door that separates the men and women. Before she unlocked it the guard stopped and gave me a hug! When she did she slipped an envelope in my skirt, which kind of concerned me. I didn’t know what the heck it had in it and they usually search you going out, too. So I was aware of its presence the whole LONG walk out as men shoved letters through the fence for me to mail like they always do. That’s always the hardest most bittersweet part of the whole experience – leaving them behind. I mean I DEFINITELY want out, but it’s sad leaving people behind that you may never see again. They did not search me on my egress praise God. Amazingly, 4of the families who usually need staples didn’t need any this week and other families, all givers, didn’t need EVERY item. Two families actually gave half of their allotment to new families which is a first. We have about 15 new families, all fleeing the violence down there. In tthe offering we got eggplant , corn , maters, chile seco, squash, coco peaches and figs. LOTS. If you have any good eggplant recipes throw me one.. Sonora AAlejandra, the very very thin older lady wants to be baptized. It is cold cold, too. So iin general they’re getting the tithing system and they are getting blessed. Two families now have a family car. One car for like 22people but hey, they are being blessed. Hopefully, alls well with yall….. the message was great BTW. Did you get my YouTube Black Church Don’ts!? I think they are hilarious glad I found them. They are easy for me to relate to because I went to COGIC for a couple of years. Well llet me let u go… Love BEANing
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God’s Nature is Unchangeable
God’s Nature is Unchangeable
God’s nature is unchangeable but He does change His mind based on people’s actions and requests. Jonah became angry because god changed His mind about destroying Nineveh after the people repented. Actually the reason Jonah fled from his assignment was that He knew God’s character well enough to know that He was a God of Mercy. And that if He prophesied doom and the people changed that God would relent and have mercy thus making Jonah look like a false prophet. Many times prophets warned of God’s intentions and the consequences of not altering ones course and not of a certain unchangeable event. The Lord warns our nation that we are on a course towards destruction but that is not His desire for us. He desires our nation to remain and fully turn to Him in order to be blessed but more importantly be a blessing to the people of the world who are desperately in need of the Gospel of the Kingdom of the Lord Jesus Christ. I urge the Church to pray and cry out for Mercy for our nation and to turn their hearts fully towards Him and His will for our lives.
Jonah 4: 9 “who knows, god may turn and relent and withdraw his burning anger so that we will not perish.”
10 when god saw their deeds, that they turned from their wicked way, then god relented concerning the calamity which he had declared he would bring upon them. and he did not do it.
1 ¶ but it greatly displeased Jonah and he became angry.
2 he prayed to the LORD and said, “please LORD, was not this what I said while I was still in my own country? therefore in order to forestall this I fled to Tarshish, for I knew that you are a gracious and compassionate god, slow to anger and abundant in lovingkindness, and one who relents concerning calamity.
2Ch 7:14 and my people who are called by my name humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, will forgive their sin and will heal their land.
Baja Prison Angels
| Blessings BURD & AP, > > IT has taken me until now to be able to write coherently what prison was last Saturday. > As you know Chip really did crunch his ankle so he couldn’t go.He rode in the truck with me and waited outside. > I went on in (after a VERY thorough body search) which shook me up a little. Let us just say preaching was the last thing I wanted to do by the time the two guards got done with me. Looking back > I am quite sure that is what the enemys plan was. So, it was unpleasant… for the first time ever for me a male guard accompanied his female colleague. It lasted as long as they could draw it out. Several times the woman guard told me that if I would just leave my Bible with them for safekeeping (yeah right) that the search would be over. > As it drug out,though, my nervous torment around 25 minutes I heard Holy Spirit tell me to agree,not to worry for the Book and to leave it. At that point I did accommodate their wishes and I immediately got my clothes back. Praise Yeshua. > So, this time another male guard escorted me down the looong walkway, another thing they never do. I was really relieved to see the huge iron door that let’s you into the women’s prison. > Much to my dismay, we did not stop there. I asked if the women had been moved to another facility and he told me,” No. We have you on the list to spend your time in the men’s spot.” > WHAT? I had a brief moment of fear, but praise the Lord, Holy Spirit literally refilled me with peace,the guard had been joined by another guard and they really seemed to enjoy that flash of fear I had experienced as they were snickering & saying things right in front of me as if I didn’t speak Spanish. It was disturbing. But, as we reached the lock down cells where we gave out blankets a while back,the two guards stopped as if they had hit a brick wall and these two HUGE men fell in beside me. I was shook up walking into this dank dark tunnel with these two really big guys. I really thought about turning around and running back into the light, and in a split second or.millisecond both of the men turned towards me, and as they did their entire countenense changed and these huge wings unfolded to the point that the tips of their wings seemed to TRANSCEND the dripping concrete ceiling and left a sparkly white shiny stuff fall upon myself and the floor. I looked behind us and saw they had left trails of the stuff the whole way we had walked. In the middle of their trail my footprints could be seen like the little footprints of a child. > This sounds so cliché, but once facing me, one of them said, “Fear not.” The other and BTW they looked EXACTLY ALIKE, began to speak. He told me they had been sent to protect me and that I should NOT fear if I lost physical sight of them because they were there for the duration. My mind was completely blown by now and I felt my mouth open to call for a guard who is in charge of loosing the prisoners that usually appeal to Frank. At this point though I realized that was going to be my responsibility that day. > And so a.guard came walking into the tunnel with those old fashioned keys jangling, like in a movie . I looked to my right and left to see NOBODY with me. But I was OK. The guard took me onto the top tier and told me to take my pick of who I wanted to go to the church area but not to exceed 50, because “I had already taken out my first 50.” > WRITING this I feel like Alice having fallen down a rabbit hole,but no,it really happened. > Approaching the cells and the men seeing a woman caused a ruckus and so as not to show any fear I looked down at the floor to gain some composure and saw that sparkling stuff dropping seemingly out of nowhere. The angels were still there! > At that point I quit being a big wuss and went straight past the first three cells that accomodate some 17 men each. By the time I got to cell 314(some weird numbering system they have), all was.silence and as I faced that cell it got MORE silent if that is possible. I looked to my right and sure enough that angel was visible again. I’ve no doubt that the prisoners we’re seeing them,too. > Confidently,now, I began to point out the guys who would be shackled and taken to Meeting. But stranger still,was that as I pointed men out, I also called them by name! And I hadn’t met One of them. So they we’re as equally stunned as I was. Out of some cells I took 10, at some I took 2 and at others I took none. Id gotten to the 2nd tier one cell in when the guard ran out of his 50 sets of shackles. I thought for sure I had run out of time and was so disappointed… then I got a glance at the guards watch and saw Id only been inside the prison 20 minutes! Totally impossible… It was like a time warp …YWVH definitely runs a different time continuum. > So anyway I followed the chain(of men shackled hand to foot to hand ) and saw that EVERYONE of “my” prisoner’s feet or shoes if they had them, because lots do not, were picking up the glory stuff. They didn’t seem to notice it and it’s blowing my mind. > > We got into the men’s prison church building. Everyone was seated quietly I was escorted to a seat on the front row and saw Rogelio come out and he was playing a guitar and started leading live worship. They had two players drums and I snatched up a tambourine. > The men are not allowed to stand. Those who are in full body shackles physically cannot even lift their hands as they are chained at the waist. Read that twice because of what was about to happen. > Roger started playing the music to “I Hung the Moon” and me with my pitiful voice started to sing it. I don’t think I have ever felt that kind of anointing. We just kept on, flowing between understanding and singing in the Spirit it just kept getting more and more palpable, the Presence, and I forgot the men were shackled and started encouraging them to raise their hands and I looked toward the door and saw it shut and now three angels. One at the door- these gigantic wings fully extended and just opening and closing, the other two (that I saw) where moving through the rows of men bending down a little. The air was not like regular air, where they moved the air became like foggy and as these angels moved through the men were able to lift their hands.. I could see the joy on their faces as some of them were looking around for the guard not seeing him and going on to praise Yeshua. > It was awe inspiring to say the least. > Just as worship had begun sudden it changed just as suddenly to just Yeshua through me preaching in singing tongues what I knew was Those who are rejected by man are precious stones for Him. > I don’t have a clue as to how long it went on. All I know is that at some point I heard rushing water, turned to where it was coming from and saw a large cinder block baptismal fount being filled. > Rogelio waved me over the angels walked me down the steps into the water and we’re gone. > A line of men were worshipping and we were baptizing them EVERY One came up speaking in tongues. Not just English and Spanish but … Japanese, trique, zapotec and on it wentI’ve never even seen this happen but each including me could understand. About the 12th guy in line was the guard already speaking in tongues. He laid his gear (gunto nightstick and radio down) & i recall thinking “oh boy this could be an issue” but something made me look towards the door & that big angel was still guarding the door. So we baptised the guard! The entire place was in a golden mist with everybody talking to YWVH or each other either soaking wet or in line . I guess over ahundred people got baptized in water and in the Spirit . The wild worship went on and on and then as quick as it started it was done. I looked at the door and the big angel was gone. All of the wet prisoners were shackled again and the wet guard was waving me to go. Rogelio walked as far as he could with us and he asked about Frank then he said, “well it was bound to happen anyways, the women are having some kind of revival.They sing in tongues all night and its got the priest upset. This was probably meant to scare you.” We said goodbye at the door. The guard loosed me to get out on time. When i got to the truck Frank was weeping and praying and told me he had seen glimpses of all of it it was wild. Ihope this continues although suddenly seeing angels does weird me out. All else is well. We pray for yall to glory in the Glory. Got to run and pick up mcca donations.Love and shalom Bean |
Harvest of Faith 