The Tumbleweed Times – Vol. I


The Tumbleweed Times

Colorado County, Texas

 *In this edition:

Amish on Fire / The “Covid-19 Pandemic” / Russia “Invades” Ukraine / “222” (02.22.2022) / ”Revival Postponed”



Amish on Fire

A few months ago I had the honor once again of ministering among the Amish of Eagle Valley Church community in Libby Montana. It was a heart-warming reunion for me, having first met this community while I ministered in their midst in 2007. It is difficult to believe that 15 years have transpired since this initial meeting. I would go on to tread Israeli soil with the associated Anabaptist Connections ministry team on 3 occasions, representing 3 unique missions (in 2010, 2012 & 2013 respectively)—missions far removed from the posture and paradigm of tourism. The team was comprised of both Amish and Mennonites representing many states and a few countries, with members of the Eagle Valley Church community and Anabaptist Connections team of Libby representing the epicenter.

I could go on for many pages about the powerful things that happened on those missions with these dear Amish and Mennonites, as well as the powerful events which have unfolded in meetings among them throughout the country, since.  For the present however, I wish to briefly expand upon one of the words I delivered while recently in their midst.

Barring a definitive history of the Amish and Mennonites, I will offer the reader a brief glimpse of such, to then springboard into authenticating the title of this segment of the article.

In the spirit of radical reform, and a break-away representing broad refutation of Roman Catholic theology and practice, as well as other established Protestant sects, one Menno Simons (1496-1561) representing Swiss-German culture and geography, would rise-up to champion the Anabaptist movement. It was roughly 1693 that one Jakob Amman would then break-away from the Mennonites due to a theological schism of sorts, thus forming the Amish. Mennonites and Amish, as well as Hutterites, comprise the Anabaptist beliefs and associated lifestyle, though there remains some nominally conflicting theology between the Old Order groups. Most of the world at large does not recognize the distinctions herein, but rather tends to lump them into the same “stream” by way of their “plain” (Old Order) standard of dress and agrarian lifestyles. In recent decades however, there has been a growing trend toward migration from the Old Order, especially among those who have wholly embraced the Lordship of Jesus Christ and the fullness of His Holy Spirit flowing through them—the Spirit-filled Life. It is these, among the Amish and Mennonites that I most pointedly speak of at this juncture.

During what is often formally chronicled as the “Munster Rebellion” (pronounced “Menster”) of Munster Germany, three prominent Anabaptist leaders who were at the forefront of an uprising, hold-out and siege in opposition to the Roman Catholic hierarchy in Munster (1535), were ultimately tortured and martyred. Many others were imprisoned. Their bodies were then placed in steel cages and affixed to the exterior structure of the steeple of St. Lamberts Church, in full view of the local populace (to my knowledge the cages remain to this day).

The bones of these 3 martyrs are said to have remained within the cages for 50 years. Some contend that it was considerably longer.

I have omitted much detail of this saga, to rather arrive at the point of my initial mention of such: there remains Anabaptist martyr’s blood in the soil of Munster, and throughout a much greater sphere in Europe, which has been crying-out for God’s holy recompense for 600+ years. God’s recompense entails His meting-out of manifold judgment which far transcends the sin/rebellion/iniquity/wickedness which warrants such. Why do I now alight upon God’s holy recompense within this saga? God’s recompense is often timeless, ageless, mysterious, and ultimately terrifying (“It is a terrifying thing to fall into the hands of the living God,” Heb. 10:31). And, in the spirit of His timelessness and mystery (His omniscience and omnipotence), I have recently witnessed His divine recompense being released in the form of fiery anointing and authority resting upon spirit-filled Amish and Mennonites—which will equate to the redemption of millions of souls saved for each single martyred and imprisoned Anabaptist in Munster, in 1535—and every martyred Anabaptist thereafter throughout unfolding history.

It was while standing before the Amish of Eagle Valley Church in Libby Montana more recently, that I saw quiet and graceful flames fire of God’s anointing and authority hovering over these dear End-Times warriors—far in excess of their personal awareness. As I stood there I was reminded of an analogy the Lord gave me many years ago, which paints a vivid picture of what it means to carry His anointing and authority in these End-Times. In short, there exists Night Vision technology within the military, which renders the heat-score (image) of the human body despite total darkness (consider the raging darkness presently all about us in these End-Times). The heat emanating from the human body on a battle field, at night, renders an image which appears larger than the body itself, as the heat-trace of the body lingers beyond one’s frame as a person moves about. So the authority and anointing emanating from these End-Times Anabaptists radiates far in excess of their frame, and their awareness.

When I reflect upon Daniel chapter 12, Matthew chapter 24, II Thessalonians chapter 2, and Revelation 7; I cannot conclude anything other than the reality that we are marching headlong into severe times of persecution and martyrdom here in the West. Our immediate neighbors to the North, in Canada, are already meeting with the heart of the Communist Beast. The U.S. is only ½ a step behind them, at best. As we march further into such, I foresee the Amish especially merging to the frontlines of a Frontal Assault upon the works of darkness.

It is difficult to navigate a vehicle forward when we are glued to our rear-view mirror. Those therefore, who have emerged from tremendous suffering and persecution, and who have discarded their rear-view mirrors by forgiving and praying for their persecutors, walk in tremendous authority. And in the case of my 15-year observation of rapidly emerging numbers of Spirit-filled Amish abroad, it is the sweetness of humility and gentleness which, when coupled with gracefully-healed wounds that equates to a powerful measure of spiritual authority.

It was in 2007, amidst my first visit to Libby Montana to minister among the Amish community surrounding Eagle Valley Church, and while staying the night with senior leaders Lloyd and MaryEtta Miller; that I was abruptly awakened at 3:33AM, whereby my wristwatch bore testament of the time. Being awakened precisely at 3:33AM had become a common event for me (since 09-09-99 the consistent awakenings have corresponded with a prayer-directive contained in Jeremiah 33:3), I knew therefore that the Lord had something in store for me as I slithered out of bed and wandered into Lloyds study, which also served as his Prayer Room. This room, on the 2nd floor of his home, is situated in a corner of his home in such a way that it appears much like a spire within the construct of a castle. The windows overlook a vast expanse of Eagle Valley, including the church grounds. As I gazed into the darkness, and while still able to make out the beautiful ridges of the immediate hills and the mountains beyond, I beheld a vision of endless streams within the Body of Christ of converging to the valley, and dispersing from the valley. I knew in an instant that the bulk of these people were Believers who had come to Eagle Valley to be equipped for battle, and as they dispersed they did so with fierce resolve—to march headlong into all that the works of darkness would choose to throw at them. The vision bore semblance to the old train yards active in large cities a century ago, whereby locomotives and endless numbers of boxcars would be disconnected, reconnected and rerouted.  The two photos below bear very close semblance to the vision:

Upon my recent return to Libby, I witnessed the very unfolding of this vision.

Senior leader Lloyd Miller and his late wife MaryEtta served the Eagle Valley Church for a quarter of a century. Tirelessly, and through many storms, they remained faithful to their calling. They served to lay the foundation for many who would evolve into mature Soldiers of the Cross, and who are now piercing the works of darkness with the Light of Life.

During my recent return to Eagle Valley, and while I participated in the ordination of the incoming pastoral leadership team, Lloyd, while stepping-down from his role as senior leader, also in the same moment was stepping-up and into a role as an Ambassador of Eagle Valley Ministries—poised to impart to the nation (and beyond) all that has been imparted to him, in Libby Montana. To authentic this transition, I received a vivid vision of Lloyd while yet still on the plane destined for my connection in Spokane Washington; a vision in which Lloyd was departing Libby in a plane, circling over the country, and landing back in Libby. I observed this cycle repeated, in the vision. The day after my arrival in Libby, and while visiting with Ben and Barbara Girod (apostolic pioneers of Holy Spirit visitation which has been sweeping the Anabaptist nation for decades at this juncture); I shared my vision of Lloyd, with Ben. Ben immediately shared that in just the past few days he had, oddly enough, noticed a small plane repeatedly taking off, circling, and then landing in the immediate area, and thought it peculiar.

1 Corinthians 15:46 reads: “The spiritual is not first, but the natural; first the natural, then the spiritual.” This verse aptly captures the very dynamics melded between my vision of Lloyd, and Ben’s natural observation of the aircraft, so close together.

The incoming Eagle Valley leadership team represented by Benjamin and Dora Girod and Steven and Orpha Girod, and the collective Intercessory and Worship Teams, has gracefully embraced the baton and is now racing toward the finish line with fire and authorityAmish on Fire.



The Covid-19 “Pandemic”

Some of you reading this article recall my initial posting of an article in December of 2019 (while I suffered from a severe case of Covid—the sickest I’d ever been to date), entitled: The Truth about Covid-19. With a very high fever, accompanied by a long list of other severe symptoms including lung infection, I failed to remain cognizant of the fact that because of my article title, the Google tentacle of The Beast System would quickly find my article and excise it from my website, which it did, only 36 hours after I posted it. My article stated primarily three key words to describe all of what was then unfolding: Luciferian Global Governance.

Those 3 words have proven true, beyond the imagination, over the past 2 years.

My bout with Covid, which began a few days prior to Christmas in 2019, lasted a full month. It was the sickest I could ever recall being—until late December of 2021, when I again contracted a similar virus, yet with symptoms even worse. This mystery virus spanned a full 2 months, wherein once again I felt I was on my deathbed, and spent 90% of my time in bed—unable to read, unable to worship, and unable to pray with any fervor. I emerged 20 pounds lighter; weight I did not need to lose; feeling much like a listless vapor; and with my spirit-man starving for hope and healing. I’ve fully recovered from such just shy of 2 weeks ago, as of this writing.

I share my saga with the associated sicknesses, to in turn assert that through my healed wounds in this regard, I’ve earned a few badges and ribbons which I now proudly display—in the form “truth-bombs” which, thankfully, have been authenticated many times over since December 2019, as many are waking up and “smelling the coffee.” The offense spawned by my boldness herein is certainly not intended. Rather, it seems to necessarily run this course as it meets with denial resident within the yet-blinded masses—who have been artfully programmed to believe otherwise. And, the truth is this: Covid-19 and the associated “vaccines” against such were created in the very same laboratories—several years ago—long before President Trump’s media-touted “Operation Warp Speed.”

The “pandemic” has been nothing of the sort, and has been anything but “naturally occurring.” As asserted in December of 2019, this entire charade, which so happens to have peaked with the rollout of 5G (isn’t that interesting timing?) is the “engine” of Agenda-21, which was birthed at the United Nations in 1992, under the banner of “Sustainable Development” (read: Eugenics—population reduction) and which has more recently undergone a minor name change to rather read “Agenda 2030.”

As ghastly at it sounds, the Luciferian Globalists in 1992 decided to formally launch a global murder campaign (genocide) which was to climax in 2021 – a plan 30 years in the making. Now it appears they need another 9 years in which to accomplish their goal. And, though millions of people are dropping like dead flies by the minute as the result of the death-jabs (“vaccines”), it apparently is not happening quickly enough for the Luciferian Globalists, so another World War in is order; this time with Russia—in the form of Russia against the world—the New World Order to be precise (I will expand upon the true nature of this military activity, in a moment). Nuclear war, and the death of hundreds of millions of people, is the current NWO goal—with the U.S. leading the way—the most visible face of the NWO presently. Intellectually, and once again, they tout the “Sustainable Development” mantra (key language within the original Agenda-2021 treatise and the more recent Agenda-2030), while unaware that the demonic forces propelling them simply want blood in the streets, throughout the world—the blood of those who’ve yet to meet with the saving knowledge and grace offered by the Lord Jesus Christ.

There are some among the broader readership of this article now circulating on the web, that are understandably agitated by the piercing and grim language I am using. You must however understand that this is wholly necessary, in light of the gravity of the hour. Some of you who have happened upon this article have been so dumbed-down and deceived by our Western CIA-managed news network that it takes a figurative “slap upside your head” to shake you out of your deceived stupor—long enough to recognize truth. I simply refuse to employ “flowery” language to assuage those who would rather drink Eternity Lite—a popular elixir comprised of 3 primary ingredients: Comfort, Convenience, and Compromise—ingredients which are presently assailing Western Christianity especially.

As 2022 continues to unfold, tens of millions of people will die around the world as the result of the wicked assault upon their bodies in the form of the Covid death-jabs. Consider how often you now hear ambulance and EMT sirens about you; far more frequently than a year ago. Traffic related deaths have increased a staggering 300% in the past year (you will not find that truthful statistic on the web presently), in and through people dying at the wheel as the result of the death-jabs. The medical industry, especially in the West, and which is largely controlled by Bill Gates, will continue to artfully mask the nature of these deaths and the true statistics. And, because the deadly symptoms are so widespread, it is quite easy for the medical community to select an endless number of Causes of Death. The death-jabs so viciously attack the entirety of the vital organs, that Cause of Death can easily be cloaked in an endless array of medical explanations—dully masking the original assault upon the body.

I have shared all of this, to in turn implore you to step outside of your comfort-zone and begin to more boldly witness to those about you, even when the risk is very high. I have been doing so for many years now, and have correspondingly earned the right to challenge you to do the same.

Bill Gates, Anthony Fauci, Klaus Schwab, the Rothschilds, the Rockefellers, The Davos Clan, the Bilderbergs; all of Washington D.C.; and a long host of other unnamed Luciferian actors around the world, comprise the New World Order—which will soon roll-out yet another “global pandemic,” with even greater measures of enforcement and lifestyle restrictions—and consequences. The time is now, therefore, to prepare your hearts to stand firm and hold fast to your witness of the Lord Jesus Christ and faith in Him alone, to sustain you during what is quickly becoming the darkest season in human history.

Meditate on this verse for a moment: “The path of the righteous is like the light of dawn that shines brighter and brighter until the full day” (Prov. 4:18).

It is amazing, how much prophetic significance is nestled within the Book of Proverbs, and the Psalms. What King Solomon was seeing, as a visionary, as he penned this proverb, was the growing illumination of God’s anointing, authority and grace adorning Believers as they march into the darkness of the End-Times. The “full day” symbolizes the Day of the Lord—His return. And, as we contend to stay anchored within His perfect will, we will not only be free of the fear of what is presently unfolding and intensifying, but will welcome the battle—knowing resolutely that we have been fashioned for this very moment in history.



 Russia “Invades” Ukraine

A more appropriate title for this segment of my article would read:

Russia Rescues Ukraine

What relative few in the West understand presently, is that we are under the greatest onslaught and barrage of media mind-warm deception in the history of mass-media—an extremely toxic “Psy-Op” (psychological operation) which spans the globe presently, and which has convinced, in my estimation 97% of the planet, that Russia is committing an evil atrocity by “invading” Ukraine. To the contrary, they are rescuing Ukraine from Nazi occupation and New World Order control.

What the reader must rather understand and acknowledge is that Russia is presently the only remaining Christian Nation of consequence on the planet (with Jordan trailing closely behind). For while the U.S.S.R. once did in fact harbor the vicious beast of Communism, with all of the catastrophic Christian persecution inherent with such, the nation has, since discarding the U.S.S.R. cloak, increasingly embraced the true tenets of authentic Christianity as emulating from the Eastern/Russian Orthodox Church.

Conversely, the United States is no longer a Christian nation, it is rather the most celebrated face of the New World Order, with Washington D.C. now looking no different than what is depicted of ancient Babylon—in complete opposition to God, defying everything that is Christian, and celebrating everything that is perverse and abominable. Even those with but meager measures of  spiritual discernment operating in them presently, cannot deny that the following verse captures the epicenter of what the U.S. government has presently devolved to:

“The wicked strut about in pompous self-importance on every side, as vileness is exalted and baseness is prized among the sons of men” (Ps. 12:8).

When counterfeit-president Barack Hussein Obama announced that “the United States is no longer a Christian nation,” he was making the only truthful statement that I’ve heard him make since discovering him in 2007. Relative few are unaware that he presently manages the White House and the Pentagon (and of course his two wet sock puppets Joe and Kamala), and he is in turn directed by the New World Order and the Chinese Communist Party—seemingly divided directors—but are they really (?).

Russia has in recent decades, undergone a remarkable transformation within its spiritual DNA, granting and embracing the fluid influence of the authentic Christian impact of the Orthodox Church. While acknowledging that every representation of “organized religion” holds the very real potential for the deadly toxicity of the Religious Spirit along with some bad actors in its midst, I will yet assert that I have observed for decades at this juncture, the remarkable preservation, cultivation and perpetuation of Ancient Christianity, in the power of its purity, in and through the Eastern/Russian Orthodox Church. This influence includes the personal impact within one Vladimir Putin.

The U.S. has, for roughly 25 years most pointedly, exercised and carried out the deeply deceptive practice of overpowering many nations in the name of countering “terrorism”, while slaughtering millions of innocent civilians through massive bombardment, and murdering heads of state abroad, with shockingly wicked overarching motives—which most typically equate to what I categorize as Blood Money—assets, revenue and subsequent worldly power and domination as the result of mass-murder. Libya, Kosovo, Serbia, Yugoslavia, Venezuala, Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq and more recently Ukraine, are some of those victims. The CIA manages these nefarious operations for the NWO oligarchs—the dozen or so billionaires who constitute the upper-crust of the NWO. As difficult as this is to swallow, our tax payer dollars have been funding global terrorism for decades. No less painful is the reality that the federal government of the United States has been wholly infiltrated by Communism, and is now an irrefutable Police State, with every branch of the federal government having been infected by the cancer of Communism, including the judicial system in its entirety, and the Pentagon. Our tax payer dollars are funding the entire monster. The Communist takeover went into “overdrive” when Barack Hussein Obama slithered into the White House—with the help of his CIA handlers. For the 8 years which followed, the very soul of this nation was wholly excised, laying the foundation for the total destruction of the nation. Such the destruction was placed on “Pause” for the 4 years that Donald Trump was in office (what I refer to as “A Season of Mercy” – the title of an article I penned and posted shortly after Trump was installed)—asserting that when Trump exited the White House, the Communist hyenas would finish-off the tattered remains of the charred “Stars-n-Stripes” pitifully flapping in the breeze—a breeze forerunning the approach of an ominously dark cloud of Communism on the horizon.

In 2013 – 2014, the CIA managed the overthrow of the duly elected president of Ukraine, which was preceded by a CIA-managed civil revolt and Color Revolution—utilizing the very same formula employed in Libya, Kosovo, Syria, Iraq, Afghanistan the U.S. (e.g., Antifa and BLM) and several other nations. In typical fashion, the West especially during 2013 – 2014 was deceived into believing that Ukraine’s previous president was a tyrant. Once the overthrow was complete, a perverted comedian, actor and performer was installed, to serve solely as an NWO puppet, while an array of 11 biochemical warfare labs were installed in the nation, as well as nuclear warheads—aimed at Russia—and stationed on Russia’s very border. Ukraine had thereafter become a massive money laundering hub and a military hornet’s nest for the New World Order—positioned to destroy Russia. Since 2014, the NWO, with the U.S. leading the way, has used Ukraine as a black market clearing house for every profitable revenue stream spawned by deeply cloaked vice, including business deals involving Joe and Hunter Biden, placing tens of millions of dollars in their personal pockets. Hunter Biden remains on the board of directors of one of the largest racketeering companies in Ukraine.

As I conclude my remarks and insights into what is truly transpiring between Russia and Ukraine presently, and subsequently between Russia and the New World Order; I wish to once again draw upon a phrase I’ve used in previous pages; that of having earned the right to speak to a certain topic.

During my U.S. Navy training, the one’s that I listen to the most, were those who bore the scars of previous combat. They had earned the right to capture my full attention. To the contrary, those who wore shiny brass on their shoulders and had nothing to offer but academics; were tolerated with a grain of salt and were very often dangerous in the heat of conflict. On this sentiment, and barring excessive detail, I’ll divulge that I was in the Black Sea in close (illegal) proximity to the USSR shore for 2 extended operations, in 1979 and 1980 respectively. During these 2 operations, which generally involved “surveillance” (read between the lines), I met with 4 encounters that I can vividly recall, wherein our Naval craft were in literal, critical, and extremely dangerous stand-offs with Soviet Naval craft. In each instance, guns were drawn, large guns were manned, safeties were “OFF”, tempers had flared, shouting matches had begun, and any wrong-move could have easily set-off WWIII. In one such encounter, wherein both opposing crafts were dangerously close to blowing each other out of the water, I looked into the eyes of a Soviet sailor manning a dual-cannon aimed directly at us. Just when I thought we were all going to kill each other, I took off my hat and threw it to him “Frisbee” style. I had grown up on the beaches of Southern California and had some technique down. Amazingly, the sailor caught the hat. Within a fraction of a second all eyes on both crafts were fixed upon what just happened between us two opposing sailors. The Soviet sailor then looked deeply into my eyes for a good 3 seconds, before removing his hat, and he then threw it to me, whereupon I caught it. For a full 5 seconds thereafter, all eyes continued to marvel over what had just transpired, and the Soviet sailor and I smiled broadly at one another.

We had Russian-speaking translators on our craft, and the Soviet craft had English-speaking translators on theirs. Just moments previous the translators had been shouting at each other via megaphones, threatening to blow each other out of the water. Moments later, an odd measure of peace had enveloped the whole scene. We had CIA, Delta Force, SEALs and Marine Recon onboard—enough collective testosterone to arm a nuclear bomb. And all of these were stricken with an immediate exhalation of tension. Sailors on both crafts could be seen and heard laughing moments after the hat exchange.

I once happened upon a book entitled, How the Irish Saved Civilization. Being dominantly Irish on both sides of my family (what is considered in Ireland, “Irish Stew”), it could be said that this Irishman “saved civilization” at one point, in 1980.

I have said all of the above, to in turn say that the entire world is presently (as I type) being lied-to about the true nature of what is presently unfolding in Ukraine. Russia, and Vladimir Putin are presently at-war with the New World Order Neo-Nazis—the most vicious and wicked actors on the planet—presently conspired to destroy Russia, to subdue Russia, to rape Russia in the same way that it has raped this once-great-republic—the United States of America—that they may in turn rule the planet.

A large cross-section of those living in Ukraine are Russian, and support their “motherland.” This same populace largely views Ukraine as a portion of Russia—which it was, long ago. There is also a large cross-section of the populace in Ukraine which is keenly aware of the Neo-Nazi/NWO overthrow of the country between 2013 and 2014, and is grateful that Russia is now liberating them. Within those grateful for Russia’s liberation is a formidable underground militia which seeks as well to topple the Neo-Nazi/NWO regime. In addition, there is a sizeable percentage of Ukrainian military personnel which resent their counterfeit leader, knowing full-well what transpired between 2013 and 2014. This collective populace is completely ignored by mass-media.

I am fully aware of Vladimir Putin’s former roles in leading the KGB and an enormous section of the Soviet army at one stage in history, and I am subsequently aware that he is not an innocent choirboy. However, I am more importantly aware of what God has been doing in his heart, as I have been given glimpses of his heart over the past 2 decades. On this note, you must know that Putin has fiercely defended the Eastern/Russian Orthodox Church at large, and has equally defended the right of every Christian in Russia to gather in public worship. With the same fierceness, he has opposed the attempts of the LGBTQ+ movement to gain a foothold in Russia, openly stating that their practices and agendas are an abomination in the sight of God. Conversely, the U.S. is actively destroying Christianity and has destroyed tens of thousands of church congregations due to lockdown’s over the past 2 years—while at the same time promoting and celebrating the “woke-ness” of the LGBTQ+ agenda, to include seeking to legitimize pedophilia.

When I was in the Navy, I was conditioned to believe that the USSR was the very “axis of evil,” and that the U.S. was God’s gift to mankind—”righteous liberators and saviors amidst global terrorism.” Decades later, and having keenly observed the metamorphosis in both countries, I have witnessed the shocking 180 degree shift in my paradigm—through the lenses of Spiritual Discernment, and I am fully convinced that Russia is fighting for the last remaining national hold-out of authentic Christianity—while the U.S. is leading the way in attempting to destroy such.

I am very familiar with End-Times eschatology, and the placement of Ezekiel 38, Psalm 83, and other critical excerpts of scripture which allude to “Gog and Magog”; and the exegetical implications that Russia, along with China, appear to converge upon Israel during the climax of the End-Times. I will grant that this suggested scenario which has been long touted among “Bible Prophecy Experts” for as long as I’ve been studying the Bible (40 years), seems plausible. However, at this juncture in time, and as I’ve candidly outlined in the previous pages, Russia is presently being used to head-butt the most wicked military coalition in history—and he’s doing so while representing the last Christian nation on the planet.

“Woe to those who call evil good, and good evil; who substitute darkness for light and light for darkness; who substitute bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter!” (Is. 5:20).

This sobering exclamation was written over 1600 years ago, and in the year 2022 it speaks to the shocking measure of wickedness now enveloping the planet—and being grotesquely celebrated here in the United States. As the nation reels in iniquity and deceives the masses to a greater degree with each passing hour, may you find yourself graced with pure spiritual discernment which will enable you to quickly recognize evil that is being positioned as good, and good that is being positioned as evil.

*Segment Postscript (03.18.2022): I was tipped today (10 days after posting this article), to the contents of the hyper-link below, wherein Catholic Archbishop Carlos Vigano (on 03.17.2022) systematically affirms the critical tenets of my article, above. As you would access the web-link below, which captures Archbishop Vigano’s statement, you may scroll-down within the article to his brief/concise 10-point analysis of the Russia-Ukraine conflict.

Web-Link, below:

Archbishop Carlos Vigano – on Russian-Ukraine Conflict



February 02, 2022 (“2-22-2022”), has come and gone with a good deal of Biblical numerological and associated prophetic fanfare. Equally so, it marked a sharp page in contemporary history, as representative of the day that Russia chose to head-butt the New World Order, by reclaiming Ukraine and destroying its Nazi occupation therein.

On 2.22, I was reminded of the “222” revelation I had experienced in Israel in 2010 some 12 years ago, while preparing to deliver a message to the Amish-Mennonite away-team in Christ Church Chapel, Old Jerusalem. We were all suffering from a combination of major jetlag; fatigue associated with a busy ministry schedule and difficult sleep patterns during our mission, while conversely overjoyed by all that we were witnessing of God moving in our midst. As I manned a pulpit and looked into the faces of my dear comrades-in-arms there in Christ Church Chapel, I recall a refreshing wind filling my lungs as I shared my brief message on Revelation 22:2. The verse reads as follows:

“…On either side of the river was the tree of life, bearing twelve kinds of fruit, yielding its fruit every month; and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.

It is here, nestled in the final chapter of the Bible; John’s vision of the River of Life and the Tree of Life, wherein the individual leaves represented “healing of the nations.”

In the moment in which I shared this verse in Old Jerusalem in 2010, I saw my Amish-Mennonite comrades as individual leaves—evoking healing to the nations—and more pointedly in the context of our mission to Israel—healing to the nation of Israel—in the form of a figurative eye salve which would in turn unveil the reality and majesty of Jesus Christ—calling the nation to repentance and salvation in Him. And, it is remarkably timely, that as world-war has once again been unleashed (albeit in and through the NWO luring Russia into such), I would once again be reminded that we individual Believers can harness the power of the heavens through the Holy Spirit, to evoke healing to war-enraged nations—through the power of intercessory prayer and the act of imitating Jesus, daily.

As I was reminded of this prophetic metaphor from Revelation 22:2, on the very date of “02.22.2022,” I was also reminded of something which Richard Wurmbrand stated in one of his books, as he also drew upon the symbol of leaves. The brief excerpt is from his book entitled, “With God in Solitary Confinement.” In so doing, Wurmbrand speaks from depths of suffering that relative few have suffered here in the West. It reads as follows:

“Be determined only to cling to God, even if He slays you, even if He slays your faith. If you lose your faith, then remain faithlessly His. If all the fruits of the spirit disappear, and you remain a barren tree with only leaves, remember that leaves also have a purpose. Under their shadow, the fruitful ones may rest in the embraces of their Divine Lover. Leaves are used by the bride to make a garland for her beloved. Leaves are changed into healing medicines. And even when the leaves become yellow and fall withered to the ground, they can form a beautiful carpet on which He will walk toward those who, unlike you, have remained faithful to the end.”

Richard Wurmbrand knew suffering unspeakable, having endured 14 years of both Nazi and Communist torture and imprisonment in Romania during the late ‘40s through early ‘60s. Three (3) years of his 14-year chronicle of suffering was that spent in a horrendous solitary cell—30 feet below ground, while never seeing any daylight, never hearing any sounds of nature, never bathing, eating only dirty water with rotten cabbage in it, being drugged, and being beaten and tortured constantly for refusing to divulge the collective identities of either Christian leaders in the region, and for refusing to deny Christ as his Savior. Having read nearly all of Wurmbrand’s writings to date, and had I to choose but 1 volume to recommend to you in the event you’ve yet to read him, I would encourage you to find a copy of his book entitled In God’s Underground, which I believe offers the most panoramic view of his larger story of high-stakes ministry, deathly torture and suffering, and his ultimate freedom. He was long deemed “the Apostle Paul of the iron curtain.” And, he earned every letter of that title. His book, In God’s Underground, is no longer in print however you can find it online via a used book portal search. It is worth its weight in gold.

As 02.22.2022 drew to a close and I found myself in bed in the late evening, reading 1 of several books I’m reading simultaneously (I usually have 5 or 6 going at once), I turned to the next meditative installment of a volume entitled The Imitation of Christ, by Thomas a Kempis, which is said to have been written in the early 15th century, in Latin, and composed in the Netherlands. I believe I’m on my 3rd reading of this volume over the past 25 years or so. It is very rich. And so, once again, I turned to another meditation in the book, as 02.22.2022 draws to a close, and I feast upon his meditation of “Holy Communion”—a practice which I am ever-increasingly discovering evokes power inwardly, and outwardly. As I finished this meditation in the book, and the beautiful reflection of the power of the taking of Holy Communion (aka the Lord’s Supper), my eyes happen to glance downward as I close the book for the evening—whereupon I just happen to notice that this mediation is finished on page “222.”

For decades at this juncture, I have witnessed the power of Holy Communion in the context of deliverance ministry sessions. The demonic hordes at war against us hate the act of Holy Communion. As such, and as I’ve coached seekers of deliverance ministry in partaking of such at the onset of a given ministry session, I have in turn watched the roots of demonic strongholds begin to loosen their grip, where after the excising of these strongholds comes more easily and gracefully. Equally so, as I personally take Communion with my wife on a regular basis, we experience the inherent power and dynamism of the body and blood of Jesus flowing through us and cleansing us, freeing us, healing us, changing us and empowering us.

In more instances than I can recall in recent decades, I have found myself in the midst of complex and volatile ministry/church congregation situations, wherein revelation, insight, discernment, understanding and direction was needed. Very interesting, has been my consistent experience of Holy Spirit prodding me to suggest the group or team share in Holy Communion, and thereafter pray for revelation of how to move forward. Without waiver, the taking of Communion has broken a barrier which was previously blocking fluid understanding, revelation and forward motion. The Lord was very pointedly, on the evening of 02.22.2022, underscoring the critical importance of this powerful practice, to be cherished and exercised consistently hereafter, individually and corporately, especially so in light of the rapidly encroaching darkness about us presently.

I will close this segment of the article by quoting an excerpt from The Imitation of Christ, and the segment which ended on page 222 of the book:

“As it is written in Job: the wicked spirit comes among the children of God so that he may, by his old malice and wickedness, trouble them or make them overly fearful and confused, in order to diminish their affection or take away their faith, on the chance that he may thereby make them either completely cease from Communion or else approach it with little devotion.”

This excerpt pointedly captures the mind-games employed by Satan and his hordes, to so numb a Believer with the sting of guilt, remorse, despair, confusion, doubt, fear and hopelessness, that they thereafter become indifferent and apathetic to the power inherent with taking Communion. Or, if they do take it, in their internal resignation they do not align their hearts with the act, which would otherwise allow the Holy Spirit to further transform, cleanse, heal, refresh and empower them.

The demonic goal is that to cause the Believer to conclude internally: “What does it matter anymore?” This strategy can be likened to a warrior on the field of battle, staggering about in the “fog of war,” walking headlong into enemy fire—while completely forgetting that in his hands he holds a tactical nuclear rocket that could wipe his enemy completely off the battlefield. So strategic and powerful is this weapon in our hands, when we practice the taking of Communion. It is for this reason that Satan will do everything in his power to distract and thwart the transaction, as he knows its inherent and intrinsic power.

Hebrews 4:16 reads: “Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.”

The “throne of grace and mercy” awaits us—if we dare to march through the fog of war and trust that it will be there “in time of need.”

Recall also II Corinthians 2:11, which reads: “…that no advantage would be taken of us by Satan, for we are not unaware of his schemes.”

The word “schemes” in the Greek (noēma) denotes “mind games.” The assault on the minds of Believes in this hour is staggering. I know this too well, as I battle 24 hours a day, and for 21 years at this juncture, with a hideous assault upon my mind, in the form of “Catastrophic Tinnitus” – the highest known level of Tinnitus, and which can be likened to extremely loud microphone-feedback—squealing 24 hours a day—in my head—and which happens to most closely mirror 7700Hz—a frequency which the reader can find on YouTube if curiosity meets you. It is in desperation that I must daily cling to the “mind of Christ” (1 Cor. 2:16).

Wicked forces (i.e., “the prince of the power of the air,” Eph. 2:2) which have captured and manipulated mass-media have most pointedly since January of 2009 affixed themselves to the minds of the masses much like starfish affix themselves to rocks in the surf. I have attempted to pry starfish from rocks with my hands, amidst my surfing escapades when I was much younger, out of simple curiosity. And, it was amazing, the strength they have to remain affixed to rocks. So it is with demonic strongholds that assault our minds in this hour. Believers cannot willingly expose themselves to what they know internally are lies in the media. For falsehood, repeated often enough, morphs into the perception of truth in the mind (history has shown that Nazis and Communists employ this tactic very successfully). The mind becomes tired of refuting the falsehood and eventually gives-in and accepts it as truth.

Recall II Thessalonians 2:11, which reads: “…for this reason God will send upon them a deluding influence [delusion] so that they will believe what is false…”

This formula is applied initially to those who refuse the knowledge of God and His Son Christ Jesus. However, I have witnessed this formula also artfully assaulting Christians, in and through having facilitated 1000s of deliverance ministry sessions.

I am convinced that all congregations and ministries are wise to hereafter incorporate the consistent practice of Communion as they meet moving forward, that they may in turn equip themselves with every available weapon, to remain victors amidst the encroaching darkness of the End-Times. We are presently surrounded by “the fog of war” – and we will not advance on the battlefield if we cannot see-through such. We need every available tool at our disposal presently, to do so.



Revival Postponed

The photo above was taken within a small Texas town in my vicinity. The photo speaks volumes—far in excess of the understanding of the individual who applied the letters to the congregation’s sign.

For quite some time I’ve been listening to countless prophetic voices and the voices of mainstream Christianity here the West, announcing with great fervor the rapid approach of the “Greatest Revival” and/or “Great Awakening.” In 99% of such pronouncement, I have not heard the most critical element required to strike the match with lights such the fire of Great Revival or Great Awakening. This “match” happens to be NATIONAL REPENTANCE—a nation on its knees, then prostrate on its face, in tears of remorse—crying-out to God for His mercy in the wake of our collective failure to prevent spiritual harlotry from consuming the Western Church.

I have in the past few years only heard one noteworthy voice that has underscored the critical component of repentance as the actuating prelude to Revival or Great Awakening.

God chose to use Israel as the scriptural example, over and over and over again, of how they must “turn from their wicked ways, that He might in turn forgive their sins and heal their land” (II Chron. 7:14). The verse reads in full, as follows:

“If My people, which are called by My name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways; then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.”

Those who have studied the progression of Contemporary Christian history here in the West, via recounting the visitations and subsequent seasons of revival in Cain Ridge Kentucky, Cleveland Tennessee, Azusa Street Los Angeles California, Wales; The Latter Rain Movement, etc., have observed that each powerful manifestation of God was preceded by a humble band of Believers choosing to meet regularly to fast and to pray in a spirit of repentance, for God’s holy outpouring upon a congregation, a town, a state, or a nation. Any perceived “movement” of God that was not preceded by such, was soulishly manufactured, and ultimately equated to the sowing of confusion and heartache, in the end.

I recall many years ago, a saga involving what began as a small town which was quickly investor-developed into a thriving vacation attraction, and for many Christians, as one ministry in particular had built an extremely expensive facility and media team which began to attract growing numbers of Believers. At one point, the ministry bought a premium full-page ad in a very widely read Christian magazine. They touted an “outpouring” which had begun. The ad read very much like the old parchment signs nailed to trees 150 years ago in the West, advertising what amounted to “snake oil” elixirs, which promised to “heal all that ails ya,” and with dates and times in which to converge at a certain wagon stationed just outside town.

It was as I saw the ad, while flipping through the magazine that I’ve only glanced-through maybe a handful of times in 40 years; that in an instant I was shown the true nature of what was behind the ad. The ministry advertising such would go on to host many conferences over several years. I would occasionally catch video glimpses of meetings therein, which were wrought with the manufacture of what is best described as superficial hyper-emotionalism. Discernment spoke very loudly of the embarrassingly soulish antics displayed during “ministry time.” I do not doubt that the many conferences ultimately paid for the extravagant facility and massive chunk of acreage. And, I do not doubt that those behind this sad scheme thought that if they combined just enough fanfare and flailing, God might just show up and do what their ad had dully marketed.

I’m my lifetime, and pointedly so since 1981, I’ve been privileged to have sojourned at length with 4 different “streams” within the Body of Christ, and which have in turn left eternal impacts upon me, challenging me to become more Christ-like, and to navigate my calling. In each of these 4 streams, there has been one central ingredient which was responsible for spawning an environment which the Lord found fit to regularly inhabit, and which spawned His manifest presence in life changing ways; most importantly in and through His power to save, heal and deliver. This one central ingredient may be found within one very unsuspecting verse; a verse you rarely hear alluded to from Western pulpits. It reads as follows:

“The Lord sustains all who fall and raises up all who are bowed down” (Ps. 145:14).

Leaders who “fall” regularly at Jesus’ feet, while at the end of their human “ropes” with self-sufficiency; who realize that they cannot keep their ministry going through soulish hype any longer; who have concluded that they can no longer with any peace spoon-feed their teams or congregations secondhand revelation; who can no longer withstand the inner turmoil of secretly harboring an ongoing vision of building a personal ministry empire and a name for themselves; and who remain “bowed down” in humility before Him, and before men, with a contrite heart, will be regularly “raised up” and into a position to witness God’s visitation in their midst on a regular basis—irrespective of what is going on in the world about them. Through this heart-posture, and in this subsequent environment, people are saved, healed, delivered, transformed and equipped for every good work.


Your trench-mate,

























An Amish Awakening

A Wheel-Within-A-Wheel

Steve Lapp on left, Bishop Ben and Barbara Girod on right – Israel.

Worshipping in Upper Room – Israel.
Aaron Lapp Sr. and Roy Yoder – Israel.

March 26, 2019

*Article Forward: What follows is that of an expanded version of one of the larger messages I was honored to deliver at a recent conference among Amish in northern Indiana. As the reader may have access to multiple Internet window sessions while reading this article, I encourage you to consider playing the instrumental soaking worship video above, as this particular worshipful backdrop captures the beauty of what unfolds herein.

This morning, awakening from an exhausting 12-hour trek between 4 airports the day before, and ending with retiring to bed at 01:00 a.m., I reflect upon yet another chapter of sweet ministry and fellowship among Amish of northern Indiana, southern Indiana, Kentucky, Pennsylvania and Montana—who convened for a collective 7 meetings over a 5-day period. This being my 12th occasion to co-labor and minister among my precious Amish family abroad, and that over a 12-year period to date; I am truly blessed to be a part of what I have witnessed unfolding within the Amish nationally—an Amish Awakening.

I flash-back to the Summer of 1991, and an early Saturday morning, a morning in which I felt drawn to the countryside to spend time in isolation, to process all that I had been experiencing of God in recent months—a season of major measures of God’s love, mercy, compassion, kindness and healing power amidst the ministry “camp” of which I belonged at the time. I was serving a “church planter’s internship” in the Ohio Valley region, within a very large congregation experiencing explosive growth within a much larger ministry experiencing equally explosive growth, and which was impacting the world with God’s love and His power to heal. It was not uncommon for me to spend 5 days a week on campus, ministering in a variety of capacities, yet in all capacities witnessing truly mind-numbing measures of God’s raw presence—melting hearts and setting captives free—to in turn embrace Jesus.

On this Summer morning, 28 years ago at this juncture, I headed east and into deep farm country in eastern Ohio. During this season in my life I found myself ushered into a very fluid flow of the Revelatory (Spiritual) Gifts, through which it seemed God’s Kingdom had become a far more vivid and tangible reality than my natural surroundings. Every day held for me what might best be described as a spiritual safari wrought with high-risk activities—which were readily met with high-anointing encounters. And so, with my spiritual circuit-board on system-overload (in a good way), I needed to get into the countryside, away from all the activity, as exciting as it was, and simply be still for a day—perhaps in an effort to come back down to planet earth.

Deep into farm country Ohio, after having driven aimlessly for several hours, I pulled over to the side of the road to investigate a very inviting cluster of roadside stands adorned with produce, baked goods and homemade furniture. Within a matter of minutes I had amassed an armful of fresh Amish baked goods, which I had planned to devour as I further headed into the country. Placing the baked goods on the counter, I looked momentarily into the eyes of the Amishman manning the cash register. He had already been looking into my eyes, and our eyes locked for a good 3 seconds or so, far longer than most strangers would typically make eye contact, and especially so between Amish and the “Englishers” (i.e., anyone non-Amish). I recall in those moments feeling as if time had stood still, as everything immediately thereafter appeared to unfold in slow motion. As well, it seemed as if all sound had been silenced, even as I engaged a brief verbal exchange with the Amishman.

Moments later I walked to my car, unloaded my goods in the seat next to me, and went to turn the ignition, when I then felt prodded to sit back in my seat and close my eyes. I then experienced a very familiar presence of the Holy Spirit filling my car. I sat there for a very long time, silent, and simply staring into a field within the adjacent Amish farm. I wound up sitting there for a very long time, so long that the Amish family began closing down their roadside business for the day. I recall walking back to the Amishman I had met earlier in the day, and shaking his hand I re-introduced myself, and asked if he would mind that I take a walk about the property. He simply smiled, like he did when I had met him earlier, and said, “Sure, enjoy yourself.”

As I paced about on this Amish property and ultimately leaned upon a fence rail housing horses, I heard the musical “clop…clop…clop” of Amish horse-n-buggy, moving near me. I felt a very deep stirring in the spirit, and a quickening which told me I had stumbled upon something that would be of great significance down the road—something which would become a significant part of my journey.

Amish farm, Adams County Ohio.

As I ultimately left the property, rather than head back toward home, which was a long drive, I headed yet deeper into Amish farm country. As I laid eyes upon buildings which I knew inwardly to be Amish church meeting places (large barns), I began to see enormous purple-colored hearts—beating inside the buildings. It was as if I were seeing through the walls, with spiritual x-ray, to then see an enormous, suspended and beautifully-purple heart, beating in real time. I knew that each time I saw these visions of hearts I was witnessing God’s deep love for the Amish—for the Amish nation in its entirety—and His longing to reveal the fullness of His heart to them—and ultimately through them.

While it can be argued that “God is no respecter of persons” (e.g., Romans 2:11), it can equally be argued that He deals with various people groups uniquely. After all, He is the Author of creativity.

As I returned home that evening, I resumed ministry engagements with a multitude of people, in many directions. All the while however, I would never forget what happened to me, in my heart, in Amish country. I would go on to pray for the Amish around the country; that my world would one day meet theirs—my world being one trademarked at the time by pressing into the ebb-and-flow of the Holy Spirit’s movement about me from one moment to the next—a 24-hour adventure, every day. And, I prayed that their world would meet mine—their world characterized by their near-complete detachment from an extremely carnal and stressful contemporary rat race.

It would not be until some 16 years later, in 2007, that I would again shake the hand of an Amishman. I had been invited to speak and minister at a conference hosted by the Amish of Libby Montana, a conference simply entitled “The Gift of Prophecy.” Upon meeting Amish Bishop Ben Girod and his wife Barbara, I experienced a flash-back to the encounter of 1991—as the Holy Spirit then connected the divine dots.

In an instant, and as I looked into Ben and Barbara’s eyes, in their home, I knew that there would be a significant work ahead of me with this dear couple—and a much broader Amish family at large. I recall seeing profound humility, great authority, and very tender wounds as I looked into the eyes of both of these dear saints. In that moment I simply laid hands on them and asked the Lord to permeate them with a healing balm. It would be not long following, that I would learn of the lifelong baptism of fire which had trademarked Ben and Barbara’s lives. I would later discover that Ben and Barbara’s lives had constituted the re-writing of Amish history, as they so carried the torch of Holy Spirit fire which follows those who have been radically transformed by an encounter with Jesus, and a subsequent baptism into the empowerment of the Holy Spirit.

As torch-bearers, both Ben and Barbara would spend half a century blazing a trail with Holy Spirit fire—through a treacherous jungle of religiosity, opposition, rebuke, accusation, condemnation, slander and character assassination. They had truly walked through the “refiner’s fire,” and had emerged crowned with kingdom jewels, from head to toe. I recall seeing in their hearts, divine treasure chests of purity, humility, truth and revelation—to include the revelation of God’s unfathomable love for the very people who had figuratively crucified them for nearly half a century at that juncture.

Bishop Ben and Barbara Girod – Jerusalem Israel.

As time would unfold I would come to know many more Amish of Libby Montana, Bonners Ferry Idaho, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Shipshewana Indiana, and more recently southern Kentucky. Equally I would meet many Mennonites from far and wide, to include Russian Mennonites and Old Order German Baptist Brethren (Old Order German Baptist Brethren consider themselves “Pietists,” distinct form Anabaptists, yet their outward “plain” dress is quite similar, as well as the primary foundations of their beliefs and theology). I would go on to co-labor with many of these Anabaptists, within 3 truly life-changing missions to Israel over a 4 year span. It would also be during this span that I would learn of the additional re-writing of Anabaptist history as Ben would spearhead major reconciliation efforts and corresponding conferences with the Reformed Church of Switzerland; the First Nations Peoples (Native Americans); and the Jewish Nation—Israel. Many truly history-changing conferences and ceremonies unfolded within an approximate span of perhaps 20 years, through current date.

Perhaps the most heart-wrenching and boldest of Ben Girod’s undertakings in the 12 years that I have co-labored with him, was that of his solo national tour of the U.S., in seeking out Amish leaders who had persecuted him over nearly half a century, and to bless them and ask for their forgiveness for having offended them with his witness. It was as he labored in this posture of truly profound humility, that his lifetime effort as a Kingdom torch-bearer among the Amish, with Barbara at his side, to include the close support of his immediate and extended family in Libby Montana, unlocked and unleashed sweeping Holy Spirit visitation upon the Amish nation abroad. At this juncture, and as of this writing, many pockets of Old Order Amish are emerging to inquire of what it means to be born-again, to be baptized in the Holy Spirit, and to discover the Spirit-filled life in Christ.

As I reflect upon Ben and Barbara’s lives, and I see the testimonies within the lives of their children, and their extended families among Spirit-filled Amish, I am reminded of why it is that the Book of Job was placed within the pages of Scripture. Most readily refer to Job as a conversational plumb line for placing their personal sufferings in context—wholly missing the deeper truth that Job’s life is a portrait of the level of refining fire required of each of us—if we contend to walk in the fullness of End-Times apostolic authority and power. We must be willing, and determined, like Job, to remain faithful to the very end—amidst the vicious and brutal stripping of our carnal nature, to such the degree that all that is left is that of our faith in an omniscient and omnipotent God.

There are many whom I’ve met within the Amish Nation abroad, who share similar stories of having been shunned, banned and ultimately figuratively crucified by a wildfire of slander within their communities, as they have, while being Spirit-led, dared to question or challenge the dragon of legalism—one of the more toxic tentacles of the Religious Spirit. Yet the tip of the spear, of these history-changing forerunners, remains Ben and Barbara Girod, of Libby Montana.

As there have been so many within contemporary Anabaptist history that have fueled the flames of the return to the original fire which propelled the Anabaptist forefathers, it would be very difficult to account for them all. Many names readily come to mind however, to include present Amish and Mennonite families in Montana, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Michigan, Indiana and Kentucky. Laterally, and of great importance to mention, is that of one critical-Kingdom-lynchpin which served to “unlock a door which no man can shut” (Rev. 3:8), and which further enabled and empowered Ben and Barbara Girod to facilitate the rapid spread of Holy Spirit visitation among Anabaptists throughout the nation, and beyond, was that of an apostolic couple within the Reformed Church of Switzerland, who emerged to engage restoration within the epicenter of a historical divide between the same and Anabaptists abroad—most pointedly the Amish and Mennonite.

The apostolic couple who served this critical-Kingdom-lynchpin role, and a role which added yet another colorful chapter to the unfolding history of the Anabaptist Nation, is that of Geri and Lilo Keller of Stiftung Schleife Ministries based in Switzerland, and which impacts the globe in its ongoing efforts to equip, build-up and empower the Body of Christ universal (please see photo of Geri and Lilo Keller, below).

Geri and Lilo Keller – Switzerland.

In more recent years, Andreas and Stephanie Keller (son and daughter-in-law), have transitioned into the role of ministry oversight of Stiftung Schleife (please see photo of Andreas and Stephanie, below).

Andreas and Stephanie Keller – Switzerland.

In so listening to and absorbing the many stories among Amish who have left the Old Order in the 12 years that I have been co-laboring and monitoring the heartbeat of the same, I have observed many heart-wrenching transitions which have initially appeared to invite the potential for a dangerous posture of bitterness to ensue. With rare exception however, most of these emerging have boldly chosen to forgive, and to rather bless their Amish heritage, while knowing that in doing so they both free themselves and their persecutors.

If the reader has tarried with me thus far, perhaps the reader will in this moment discern and embrace the heart of the Father, by understanding that the Old Order Amish are moving in no greater measure of the Religious Spirit than most of the mainline Christian denominations in the West, presently. To therefore characterize the present Old Order Amish as religious villains is to grossly overlook what is actually precious among Old Order Amish culture. For I have observed that because the Amish have been historically removed and detached from metropolitan and cosmopolitan life, they have been preserved and insulated from the defilement which contemporary American culture has to offer—defilement which, at this juncture, is toxic at more levels than can be defined, and which has intoxicated much of the Church in the West. As the result of the centuries-old detachment from larger society, there remains an inherent quietness, gentleness, humility and purity among the Old Order Amish, which has been preserved through the centuries. Equally so, I have come to find beauty in the “plain” dress of the Old Order. While it is true that many points of legalism have long monitored, policed and dictated such the “plain” dress, conversely it is beautiful in contrast to the endless and growing perversions of contemporary fashion here in the West.

My heart, which I believe reflects the Father’s Heart in this, is that God’s love would permeate and envelop the Amish nation in its entirety—right where they are—and in so doing would redeem the early beginnings of the Anabaptist movement of 300-plus years ago. The early Holy Spirit fire which fueled Menno Simon and Jacob Ammon, and which empowered their visions has not been quenched, for it is the blood of the Anabaptist martyrs crying-out for centuries, at this stage, which has been answered, and which has been re-ignited in the form of torch-bearers such as Ben and Barbara Girod, and the subsequent Spirit-filled generations now walking in the fullness of the knowledge of their rich Anabaptist heritage—combined with the richness of the knowledge of their inheritance as sons and daughters of God. This, in full measure, is what I believe our Father God longs to impart to all Old Order Amish—right where they are—and in so doing not to call them away from their communities, districts, farms, etc., but to rather beautify the same—for the world to see.

While in Shipshewana this time around, 1 day ago, as of this writing, and as I observed Spirit-filled Amish from 5 geographic pockets in the U.S. converge for several days, to simply seek the voice of God, it became increasingly clear to me, on Day-4 most pointedly, that the cries of the blood of the Anabaptist martyrs had released a deposit of heaven on earth, now evidenced in the fervor and passion among the young, who are not only being raised in many redeeming and beautiful components of Amish tradition, but who are also laying hold of the fullness of life in Christ Jesus, and the empowerment of baptism in the Holy Spirit. I am fully convinced that the early Anabaptists had encountered the same Holy Spirit fire which graced the pages of the second chapter of the Book of Acts. Through the centuries however, doctrine, theology, orthodoxy, the traditions of men, and the dragon of the Religious Spirit, has managed to quench such the fire—until now.

It was while ministering within my first conference among the Amish of Libby Montana, in 2007, that Pastor Lloyd Miller (and wife Maryetta) invited me to spend a night in his home, to include the invitation to use his prayer room, should the mood strike during the night. The mood stuck—at 03:33 a.m. – a time at which the Lord has awakened me on several hundred occasions, since 09-09-2009. It was then that I arose from a deep stupor and staggered into Lloyd’s prayer room. I stood there in the darkness, looking out and into the surrounds of his property, while so appreciating the lighthouse-like structure of his prayer room. I began praying in the Spirit, and immediately recall a vivid vision of a century-old train yard turntable (please see photos, below).

Within these century-old circular train yards was the ingenious method of utilizing a circular turntable, within a circular warehousing concept, which in turn enabled locomotives to deliver boxcars and thereafter hook-up to new boxcars, whereby the locomotive was figuratively both “imparting” and “receiving” goods to go in a myriad of directions throughout the country—and beyond.

I knew while seeing this image in the vision, precisely what it meant. It spoke to what was to transpire among the Amish of Libby Montana in the years to come—locomotives symbolizing ministries and congregations, imparting and receiving impartation, while being duly watered by the Amish.  I have since begun to see the same vision over many concentrations of Amish throughout the country, wherein and whereby Amish throughout the country would begin to regularly cross-pollinate and water one another, not unlike that depicted within these train yard turntables, in turn enabling the collective to impart to the larger Body of Christ in the West—and beyond.

It is most interesting to note that the warehouses surrounding the circular train yard turntables are circular as well. Thus, we can readily see the concept of “a wheel within a wheel.”

It would be some 3 years later, while accompanying the Amish-Mennonite team on a Repentance Mission to Israel in 2010, that I would experience a very similar vision, and while visiting “Nahalal” – a massive Israeli kibbutz situated west of Nazareth, in northern Israel—on land named-after and originally occupied-by a branch of the ancient Tribe of Levi. Our Amish-Mennonite team had been invited to dine with the senior hosts of Nahalal, a true honor for us. They treated us very graciously. It was as I sat at the enormously long table over dinner that I began to stare at the wall opposite me, and feel once again the familiar encounter of 03:33 a.m. in Lloyd Miller’s prayer room, in Libby Montana, in 2007.

Pastor Lloyd Miller of Libby Montana – in Israel.

After dinner our entourage walked much of the grounds of the epicenter of Nahalal. I was thoroughly amazed at the planning and interweaving of the massively circular community. It appeared they had very accurately emulated what I have long-envisioned of the Acts chapter two community. It was then not until returning to the U.S. from this trip, that I would learn why I felt such the powerful spiritual symbiosis between Nahalal Kibbutz and my vision of the train yard in Libby Montana some 3 years previous (please see aerial photos of Nahalal Israel, below).


Recall the very evident construct of the “wheel within a wheel” of the century-old train yards and their turn tables. We see the very same construct within the Nahalal Kibbutz, reflecting an interior, circular road, and a much larger, outer circular road. We also see a thriving community of many hundreds of dwellers, living in harmony, with singularity and commonality of purpose.

With these images in view, hold onto such for a moment, and also ponder that in all of Scripture, nothing has spoken to me more profoundly of the ideal of church life, than that depicted and beautifully described in Acts 2:42-47, wherein the early church is characterized as follows:

“They were continually devoting themselves to the apostles teaching and to fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. Everyone kept feeling a sense of awe; and many wonders and signs were taking place through the apostles. And all those who believed were together and had all things in common…day by day continuing with one mind in the temple, and breaking bread from house to house, they were taking their meals together with gladness and sincerity of heart, praising God and having favor with all the people. And the Lord was adding to their number day by day those who were being saved (NASB).”

At the epicenter of the many Amish communities I presently see emerging into the Spirit-filled life, and who are adorned with the Holy Spirit’s leading, is this divine formula within chapter two of the Book of Acts. I envision this dynamic weaving and knitting together these communities nationwide, to form singleness of vision and purpose, to ultimate equate to very strategic and critical advance within the Body of Christ—as the same is imparted to the larger Church in the West collectively.

While it is true that the Church in Ephesus may more beautifully recount the maturation of the early church, it yet remains for me the Church of Acts chapter two, in their bold infancy, which speaks most profoundly of what we of the contemporary Church should strive to obtain and experience.

Recall the apparent concept of the “wheel within a wheel” as we looked upon the aerial views of both train yard turntables and the Israeli kibbutz community of Nahalal. I see the Spirit-filled Amish presently emerging throughout the nation as a wheel—within the larger wheel of the Body of Christ in the West. What is emerging from the Amish, nationwide, is the fulfillment of centuries of prayer rooted in Mathew chapter 6, and most pointedly verse 10, which reads:

“Your kingdom come, Your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven” (NASB).

It is once again, the Father’s heart, that His “kingdom come…on earth” – amidst the Old Order Amish, thus releasing the fullness of His habitation therein, rather than the need for those steadily leaving the same, to find the fullness of His habitation outside the Old Order Amish. For while it is true that the Old Order is steeped in orthodoxy, tradition and legalism, it is once again no different than most mainline Christian denominations in this regard. And, more importantly, it is the subject of ‘round-the-clock intercession for the unveiling of the Father’s Heart, in their midst.

The Holy Spirit longs to regularly inhabit each and every authentic move and stream of God, however within this discussion we presently focus upon the beauty and richness of Anabaptist heritage and its unique and original expression of God-breathed revelation—centuries ago. It is very apparent to me at this juncture, that God is once again breathing revelation into the Amish, and re-igniting the fire which fueled and propelled Menno Simon and Jacob Ammon so long ago. It is my believe that both Menno Simon and Jacob Ammon met with pure Holy Spirit revelation in their day, and had perpetual and very personal experiences and encounters with the ebb and flow of the Spirit-filled life—which we may never read in book form. My conviction in this regard is rooted in having prayed for the Amish for 28 years at this juncture. Herein lay a mystery within the ministry of Intercession, for it is as we intercede at length for a person, or persons, or a conglomerate of persons, that we are often given or granted divine glimpses into things not seen in the natural. So it is, and was, with the early Mennonites and Amish, via the divine glimpses I have been given, in and through ardent prayer.

As we revisit the imagery of “a wheel within a wheel,” symbolizing the “wheel” of what is stirring among the Amish, within the larger “wheel” of the Body of Christ in the West, perhaps we do well to visit Ezekiel’s vision of same within the Book of Ezekiel, chapter 1, verses 15 thru 20, and namely verse 20, which reads:

“Wherever the spirit was about to go, they would go in that direction. And the wheels rose close beside them; for the spirit of the living beings was in the wheels” (NASB).

As I imagine “a wheel within a wheel,” I picture two wheels, inserted within one another, at right-angles, enabling the subsequent formation to roll in any direction. This imagery speaks to me of God’s omniscience and omnipotence—to move in any direction and at any time. And, it is His omniscience which I presently see invading and stirring the Old Order Amish—thus rekindling the flame of those who have gone before—centuries previous—carrying the Anabaptist torch—the same torch which was given to Ben and Barbara Girod—to impart to the 21st century Church.

In recent months, and that leading up to the recent conference in Shipshewana, I found myself on government contracting business walking the beaches of Corpus Christi Texas (my home state, presently), on the Padre Island National Seashore, in the early evenings. At close of business I would quickly make a B-line to the beach, with several loaves of bread in-hand, to walk along the beach and feed the many seabirds. In so doing I identified 3 distinct breeds of seagulls and 3 distinct breeds of sandpipers, to include blue herons, cranes, storks, hawks, and a host of other magnificent birds adorning the Padre Island National Seashore—the more secluded and untamed strand of barrier island and seashore within the southern outskirts of Corpus Christi.

Padre Island National Seashore – Corpus Christi Texas.

While praying in the Spirit as the sun would go down on this seemingly endless strand of desolate beach, and with an army of seagulls and sandpipers in-tow, following my bread trail, I would repeatedly hear the words, “Body of Christ…Body of Christ…Body of Christ.”  It was not until several days of walking-out this pattern, that I was reminded by the Holy Spirit that Corpus Christi, in Latin, means literally, “Body of Christ.” And so, here I was, praying in the Spirit, on the seashore named a few centuries ago by those seafaring pioneers and explorers who chose to call the immediate surrounds, “the Body of Christ.” As I then continued to pray in the Spirit on the beaches of Corpus Christi, I realized I was in fact interceding for the “wheel within a wheel” – the Amish—who are rapidly emerging as a torch which will enlighten the whole of the Body of Christ in the West—and beyond—as they collectively discover the richness of their heritage—a heritage birthed by a revelation of the Kingdom of God—fueled by the blood of the early Anabaptist martyrs—and now being made manifest on earth, as it is in heaven.