For now thou shalt go forth out of the
city and thou shalt dwell in the field; and thou shalt go even to Babylon; Micah 4:10
More will be said of this prophecy later on.
Babylon as shown to me by the Spirit comprises
all religions whose roots are in that city state and that were tweaked and
recycled into modern ideologies.
One day I would go to the beginning of language to understand its true origins and
how man uses it to elevate himself above all other things, including
women. Meanwhile I was learning the basics.
Religions are full of robbers and people pay these crooks and
conspirators,
to be part of the darkness. As a small child the brainwashing can easily
erase the knowledge of spiritual power that one is born with.
The tabernacles of robbers prosper, and
they that provoke God are secure; into whose hand God brings
abundantly.
Job 12:6
Loss of the spirit within was the worst
that happened
as the lies absorbed me in them. Then
the Spirit would call me back and refresh me.
And thine ears shall hear a word behind
thee, saying, This is the way, walk ye in it, when ye turn to the right
hand, and when ye turn to the left.
Ye shall defile also the covering of thy
graven images of gold: thou shall cast them away as a menstrous cloth;
thou shall say unto it, Get thee hence. Isaiah 30:21,22
During the years that followed I heard words
warning me to go this way or that. But still I sat in rooms
with images of the so-called Virgin Mary and Christ. As my religious
experience began within weeks there was another disaster.
Taken for the first time to Church for the Friday Angeles the place
sickened me. Big,
cold and impersonal, we were made to genuflect before the altar.
Sitting terrified in the pew as the other classes came in it
was a natural instinct to call out to the only friendly face around.
My sister, Betty, walked by me and I called
her name. The stern gaze of the terrorist nun
a couple of pews away told me instantly that I was in trouble.
Back at school she called me to the front of the toom and told me
to extend my hand as she threateningly wobbled a large cane
up and down in hers. My
left hand was raised reluctantly but no, it had to
be the right. This was the one damaged in a nasty fall the
previous Sunday.
Lifting it out tentatively tears were already
flowing as the cane came down. Thrash,
thrash, thrash, six times. Once more I was racing home at the speed
of light with big girls after me. Remember that at that time I was
only four and a half years old.
Blood poured from
the wound while the pain was unbearable. Getting off on the wrong foot
with that particular abuser was a regretful mistake. She delighted in hurting
me and the hatred in her eyes was beyond
belief. At 4.5 years there was no excuse for the punishment.
It taught me to turn the hatred around by being better than the Catholics,
by
being more honest than they, and a far better student. In later years I was
often the only one
sitting down for good work as my peers stood while learning the tasks
of the night before. She never saw how I turned out because she died of cancer
of the leg not long after. No one told me if it was the same one I kicked.
Dad frightened me
again that night when he arrived home from work and was
told about it. He had tended my wounds after the
fall gently digging the numerous bits of gravel from my badly
damaged elbow and leg before replacing the lump
of skin over the knuckle of my right small finger. Everyday he carefully removed
the dressings before applying his treatment and new bandages.
Outraged he yelled:
"I'll
kill them."
It taught me once again to shut up and take the punishment
which was less severe than dad going to jail for murder. These
harsh lessons helped me to find my way in an intolerable situation as
the lies went on.
And they bend their tongues like their
bow for lies; but they are not valiant for the truth upon the earth;
for they proceed from evil to evil, and they know not me, saith God
Jeremiah 9:3
Leaving school at 14 was like casting off a mantle of filth,
the menstrous cloth.
The
Spirit returned with strength and heralded
a productive time ahead. Visions were a normal part of life as
it took a new direction following nanna's death the previous year.
During a period of reasonable normality I worked, married and raised a family.
At 44 our lives changed dramatically after a painful
marriage and divorce. A vision of my husband as a dead fish floating away had
shown me that things were over between us.
Getting rid of him was not that easy, however, as he worked solidly
behind my back to bankrupt me and destroy my life.
It was when things became hopeless that the Spirit spoke:- "Norma,
go to Canberra."
At that time we were on the Central Coast of New South Wales, north
of Sydney, on a mortgaged farm. The country
was in a depression and my finances were non existent as my
business had collapsed.
That afternoon my children arrived from three different directions
and asked individually on entering the house: "Mum, can we
live in Canberra?"
The Spirit confirmed Its message through them.
With no money or job and heavily in debt with mortgage, car payments
and three children to keep it was hardly the time to think of moving.
We had no food, the electricity was
disconnected, the car was unregistered and bills were piled up.
If that was not bad enough the farm
equipment was repossessed and the car would probably be next.
Unexpectedly when replying to an ad
for a Company manager the place on offer was Canberra. Accepting the
position there were still hurdles to jump. Just making the journey
seemed impossible but the Spirit was at work, not me.
It moved mysteriously behind the scenes and a man arrived
on the farm soon after. Not knowing him he came 'out of the blue' to discuss
my situation and to
set wheels in motion to make our move possible.
A few days earlier I had approached a government agency
for help without knowing
what would happen next. They had not given me much hope at that time but again
the Spirit was at work.
The car was soon
registered, food arrived and cash payments received to tide us over.
That week the government granted removal costs
for people with job offers away from home. We received petrol money,
deposit on a flat in Queanbeyan, just outside the ACT, and $2,000
removal
costs.
We hurriedly mobilised and within a week were in Canberra.
It was July 1983 and bitterly cold. The tiny 2 bedroom flat was
cramped and noisy as it also became home to our cat and dog, whom we
had to hide from the agent. From the first, however,
my income exceeded $2,000 and
all debts were quickly repaid.
In March a lovely 4 bedroom house was made available to us, thanks to
a kindly Real Estate Agent. The children were in
appropriate schools and peace beyond understanding came at last.
One day events
changed things forever.
First sinus struck me down! This evil disease was one of the
troughs shown to me in the pre-life visions. It would hit unannounced
whenever dust was
present or contact made with any form of bacteria.
Retiring to bed at 7.30pm in awful pain the bible went with me
which, in itself, was very strange. Still in
its case hardly ever opened after 30 years of ownership
it had meaning yet to be grasped, but this was hardly the time for such heavy
research.
Opening it, nonetheless, somewhere in the middle barely had 3 or 4
lines been read when the unbelievable happened.
The words became
unreadable.
Reclining in pain onto the pillow the
power of God hit me hard.
It pinned me from head to toe making it impossible to move a muscle.
Then a strong, authoritative
voice
spoke
in my head.
"Tear down the wall of churches,
go out to the people and bring back the young."
This simple message would eventually fill
volumes with meaning and years later it would happen.
At the time and with no idea what it meant 3 visions followed in rapid succession.
In the first
a figure resembling that portrayed of Jesus Christ preaching to a
crowd from the
top of a hill appeared.
In the second I had replaced him
In the third my face was on
a screen, like this one.
It was 1984 and I was 45 years old.
That age had stood out in the pre-life
visions as the most important. Ignorant of the
Internet at that time it is through it now
that my face appears along with the message.
How it will get to the world and change the attitudes of people is in God's
hands.
As the power released me I said, "If that is you heal my sinus".
There was no name, no ceremony, no ritual, no candles, and certainly no
prayer. It was a direct exchange from one mind to another. No! I am not mad but
if I had not seen the visions in my pre-life existence it would have been
freakish stuff. As it was it seemed so natural and expected.
As suddenly as it came the power left but it provided things
to remember the visit by and to prove it to others. My sinus was miraculously
healed and it has never reappeared
and everyone who knew me knew also of the burden it had been.
But there were other markers. The following morning I was
speaking in tongues that bring enormous power with messages and
healing. My children did not reject what had happened and 2 of them were later
also speaking in tongues.
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