Ozzie (1 Mar 2015)
"To all wandering sheep"


 

 
To all wandering sheep
I feel am like many, being swept along by the tide of seemingly prophetic occurrences, omens, that we walk in days of something great that might be the culmination of something divine. I was never really moved by the prophecies surrounding the year 2012 and its associated importance. So, to feel the excitement of growing expectations around the year 2015, I find is unexpected and not typical of my normal scepticism with regards these types of phenomenon. I think that for an old cynic like me to be excited and filled with anticipation that something huge will happen in 2015 is a testament to the veracity of the information and the spirit that powers it.
While I have spent many hours pouring over a multitude of u-tube videos where sincere and convinced Christians present their dns. It was as if God was saying to temper my enthusiasm with searching out the deep thing with God with the realisation that His heart was breaking for the lost sheep whose ultimate demise was fast approaching.
I was born-again in 1985 but I still struggled with aspects of my Christian walk. While not a lost sheep in the ultimate sense, I can certainly confess to being a very confused sheep. It was this confusion that led to God saying that what he really wanted me to understand was not the date of the approaching rapture but was something about my relationship with him. I think I am not alone in being a sheep who is not apart of a flock (church). I believe there are many born again who wander outside of organizedifferent nuanced takes on these end times events I was led by God to question my actio churches whom Jesus is looking to corral with the other confused sheep. It began with a revelation that God directed Jesus' feet to Jacob's well, where he met with the Samaritan woman. This pointed me to an Old Testament image that was somehow prophetic. Genesis 29 1-3
1.Then Jacob went on his journey, and came to the land of the sons of the east. 2He looked, and saw a well in the field, and behold, three flocks of sheep were lying there beside it, for from that well they watered the flocks. Now the stone on the mouth of the well was large. 3 When all the flocks were gathered there, they would then roll the stone from the mouth of the well and water the sheep, and put the stone back in its place on the mouth of the well
God showed me that this event foreshadows the rapture. It cannot take place until all the sheep are gathered. At Jesus' resurrection the stone was rolled away but we cannot drink from the living water until ALL the sheep are gathered. There is still another flock to come in. Three flocks are waiting already arrived at the well.
Genesis 29 6-11
And they said, "It is well, and here is Rachel his daughter coming with the sheep."
7He said, "Behold, it is still high day; it is not time for the livestock to be gathered. Water the sheep, and go, pasture them." 8 But they said, "We cannot, until all the flocks are gathered, and they roll the stone from the mouth of the well; then we water the sheep."
9 While he was still speaking with them, Rachel came with her father's sheep, for she was a shepherdess. 10 When Jacob saw Rachel the daughter of Laban his mother's brother, and the sheep of Laban his mother's brother, Jacob went up and rolled the stone from the mouth of the well and watered the flock of Laban his mother's brother. 11 Then Jacob kissed Rachel, and lifted his voice and wept.
God revealed the three flocks waiting are the three Barley harvests of Hebrews. Abraham to King David, King David to the Exile, the exile to Jesus. Matthew 1:17. The last flock would be the wheat harvest brought in by Rachel at the time of the rapture. Rachel the (to be ) bride of Jacob would be met and then all the sheep watered.
Consider it was Jesus who said to the non Jewish Samaritan woman that if she only realised who he was. The water he would give would spring from a rolled away tomb stone that would lead to eternal life.
Jesus blessed me with this revelation, I hope it blesses you too
Ozzie