The Lion Of Zion XI

Politics-A Trap

August 22, 2004

Rosie Lovejoy

We were worshiping at the local church I attend.  It was slow and sluggish and not very anointed.  Suddenly the Pastor arose from his seat and spoke into the microphone.  His words began like this:

”I don’t know what you people brought in with you this morning…We’re here to worship the King of Kings…”  He continued to speak about worship.  At his words, “I don’t know what you people brought in with you.” the vision began to unfold.

I saw a small building that resembled a well house, something that protects and houses a well.  The building was a dark brown/black color, with a rusted red metal roof.  The door stood open.  Demons were sitting on the roof, beckoning people to come inside. I knew the building’s name was: POLITICS.

Instinctively I knew that the building was a trap, that people thought that they were entering a well house where fresh water was being pumped, but in reality it was a trap that led those that entered down a series of concrete steps into the fiery pits of Hell.

Then I saw a long line of people in single file.  They were Christians and appeared to be sleep walking and were very zombie-like.  They were walking very slowly on a gravel path that appeared to be going gently upward.  The demons on the roof of the well house (POLITICS) were beckoning them to turn off the path and enter their “well house”.  Without any discernment or hesitation, they turned left from the upward path and entered the brown/black structure one by one.  Their eyes looked vacant, like they had been hypnotized.  I knew the zombie-like Christians were being led down into the pit.

As the praise in the Church continued, I saw a rusty red dragon, with 6 legs, flaying and fighting, trying to stop the anointed worship.  It was huge, and was standing on the up-hill side of the well house.

Then another path appeared at the juncture where the Christians were turning off to enter the trap called POLITICS.  This path continued straight ahead, and was not made of gravel like the other one.  The path was made of light-- gorgeous, golden, glorious light.  The light was bright and dazzling, too strong for me to look into.  I saw a few Christians refuse the lure of the political trap, and continue up the path of golden light.  I knew they were walking up the mountain towards the LORD OF HOSTS.

Then I saw another demonic creature, larger than the well house.  It was on the downhill side of the trap.  It was scorpion like, with a rear stinger and a stinger that came out of the top of its head.

As hordes of Christians continued to enter the trap called POLITICS, I knew that they were being used by the scorpion to say the things he wanted said.  They thought their words were coming from the Holy Spirit, but they were not!  The few Christians that resisted were steadfast in their devotion to reach the Throne Room and the One who sits on the throne.

Then my favorite LION appeared, and began to walk up the path of light with the few Christians who had not detoured and entered the building called POLITICS.

The LION OF ZION turned HIS head and said to me:

TELL MY PEOPLE THEY MUST CHOOSE! 

TELL MY PEOPLE THEY MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN THE STING OF THE SCORPION OR THE RIGHTEOUSNESS OF GOD.

YOU CANNOT HAVE BOTH.

YOUR TONGUES CANNOT BE USED FOR BOTH!

CHOOSE TODAY BETWEEN THE STING OF THE SCORPION OR THE HOLINESS OF GOD.

CHOOSE!  YOU CANNOT HAVE BOTH!

Then the vision faded away as the worship continued.

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