Golden Ministries Newsletter

President Bush re-elected with no re-counts. God is good and has honored the prayer and fasting of His people to see a godly man in office. For this we truly give thanks. I also have been told that Saddam Hussain has passed away right here in Paris. As I am in Paris as I write this part of the newsletter it indeed seems an historical time to be here. Now it is time for God's people everywhere to press in with prayer and fasting for the great end time harvest revival. It is time and we must pave the way with much prayer. We also still need to protect the President in prayer from trouble, assassination and ungodly counsel. One prophet saw the day of the 2^nd that an assassination attempt would be made but he didn’t know if it was December 2^nd or January 2^nd, please keep this in prayer.

From the moment the Lord told me to come to this part of Europe there has been a great battle. But the battle has not all been the enemy but the Lord pushing things in me that needed to change. One of those things was a feeling of lack, literally a well of lack built into the foundation of my life that had to be dealt with. It caused me to focus on what I didn’t have. As time passed concerning this trip and the Lord gave more confirmations that I was to go; yet still the money did not come I became concerned. As I pressed in and allowed the Lord to cut this well of lack out of my life so I could draw from the true source, things began to come together. Even though it was at a late date, miraculously I was able to purchase airline tickets and take care of everything before I left. But by the time I had taken care of everything I had less than $100 in my pocket when I left my home, which would not accommodate transportation to and through 6-7 countries (7 if you count Luxembourg), and food and lodging at the high prices in Europe. But with the removal of the well of lack the Lord brought me to a new level of trust and a peace that allowed me to plug into the source. The priests of Israel had to step into the water with the Ark of the Covenant (the glory) on their shoulders (shoulder stand for government, so what governs them) before the Jordan would part and sometime we also must step into our situation by faith. I had heard of other people walking in such circumstances and had at times seen great miracles of provision myself but this time was different. It was down to the last minute and then some.

So by the grace of the Lord I went ahead to the Dallas/Fort Worth area knowing the Lord would work a miracle but I must not help Him or try to make it happen myself by telling people my need and so forth. We held two home meetings. I did not mention my need at either meeting nor did I take up and offering. I will tell you the truth, the calm and the peace that I had was a God thing and not a Carol thing and I am grateful. At the end of the last meeting (I would be leaving the next day) someone gave me a missionary handshake. It didn't occur to me that this was what I needed but probably just a small gift. But it was enough to rent a car (cheaper than the train or any other transportation for as much area as must be covered on this trip) as well as some gas, tolls, hotels, etc. Tolls in much of Europe can be very expensive, sometimes one toll being as much as $50 US Dollars. It was such a last minute miracle at such an unexpected time that I was struck with awe at the great protection and provision of the Lord. The Lord really met us during those home meetings, especially that last night, I was grateful enough for that, this was such an added blessing. I still had many needs on this trip but all along the way offerings were given, (never asked for) always enough to continue and more. God is so good and I am growing in faith. I pray this testimony will encourage others as they face hardships.

Of course flying internationally Halloween night is always interesting but the airline I was on really took the celebration of Halloween seriously. That evening when Harry Potter began to show as the on-flight movie I knew it was an enemy setup. The enemy became very obvious and harassing. I asked if there were possibly a seat where I could not see the screen or even if I could sit on the floor. I must admit the stewardess was very sympathetic but it just was not possible. So I ended up praying through the entire movie with my blanket over my head. If I stopped praying the attack would start but if I continued praying the presence of the Lord was evident. After more than an hour I began to get sleepy so I began to pray that the Lord would quicken me and help me stay awake to pray and indeed He did. Thank you for helping me with your prayers.

The Lord told me that I would encounter difficult situations on this trip that I would have to push through and overcome, and that has assuredly been the case. Moses didn't change at the burning bush, he was still arguing with the Lord there saying there’s got to be someone else to send, but he changed as he faced his Pharaoh. So indeed I have encountered my Pharaohs on this trip and though it hurts I realize it is sometimes necessary in order for us to change. Usually though I travel alone to other countries I meet up with people from that country who will stay with me and help me from then on. But this time there was no one to go with me from place to place. Though the Lord had graciously provided places for me to stay in most areas and that was a “great blessing” and the people have been “very kind”, there is nothing like the feeling of traveling long hours across a country where you don't speak the language and often can't even ask for directions. But God...

I thought most of the people in Europe would speak enough English to help a bit but not really. In one place I had been on the road for many hours driving from Belgium to Vichy, and was once again lost. I was in the town of Auxille. I kept trying to ask people for help but they didn't understand. The road in some of these areas becomes very narrow, so you can't even pull over to the side to ask for help. So as it was getting dark I said, "Okay Lord you're on, what must I do?" The Lord had me turn here and there in such a way that I seemed even more lost. I ended up at the parking lot of a gymnasium sports complex. There was a man and his son just getting out of their car. When I asked for help he signed to me that he was deaf. This was good news for me because I know a bit of sign language. So I signed to him that I was lost and showed him on the map where I was trying to go and he sign to me that he would drive and I should follow him. He took me to my road. Even when I got to my road I didn’t notice the sign so I never would have found it. What a miracle that the Lord would lead me not only to someone willing to help but that I could communicate with using sign language. I was so grateful to the Lord. Then the Lord said I would not get lost anymore and I didn't get lost during the rest of my time in Europe more than a mere moment here and there. Since it was now dark and I still had several hours of travel, this too was a miracle.

From the moment I arrived in Berlin from Zurich there was a constant battle. For example, I always carry a power converter to change the current from 110 to 220 for my CD player so I can listen to the word at night. But right away my converter was fried. That was very unusual. So in running around Berlin I was constantly looking for another power converter. Finally I found one and it blew as well also blowing the power supply on my notebook computer. I could hear the enemy saying I control the power here and as long as you are in Germany your power won't work. I began to rebuke that but much to my surprise the Lord told me to back off, and that for now that would be the case. (Though when I came back through Berlin at the end of my trip my power was fine.) I didn't like that at all and I didn't understand why but I obeyed. Perhaps this was not the moment to fight this battle. Timing can be very important. Later in Potsdam I purchased a new power supply for my computer (that only is 220 so it will not work when I go home) and had no more power problems.

In Berlin the Lord told me we must go to the center of Berlin where the wall was. In looking at the map and considering different things this seemed to be Pottsdommer Platz. Then the Lord told me everything in Germany is symmetrical with a center moving out in symmetric ripples that are perpetuated at the center of the source. This is like a power source feeding information, power and directives through Europe. (Like ripples in water.) The unity of the enemy must be broken there because it is founded in satanic alliances. We were to take the elements of communion with us to pour in this spot. The Lord said these circles move and grow like a plague through Germany to Europe and even out from there feeding demonic sources and bringing unity in the demonic realm.

We were considering going to the Zitadel, a known demonic place of history. But the Lord told me the Zitadel is like one of 10 fingers on hands cupped together. The place we must go is where the hands come together at the center. It is the eye of the European Union or EU. The Lord also said there is a great rock under ground that cannot be seen that holds much evil. I was to decree that the circles of power and instructions emanating out from there must return or be inverted. This would leave other places we would go to battle in Europe without this as a source for power. (Even though it was temporary I knew it was strategic.) I was to speak confusion and lack to the enemy camp. This was to be key to the rest of the trip being a success. I was to call down the fire of God to hinder the enemies fire. The Lord said He would only show me one step at a time and not everything before hand. The battle is on.

POTTSDAMER PLATZ - where the Bohnhof train station is. They were digging and adding a lower level to the train station. I kept hearing loud sounds in the spirit, deep in the ground beneath the floor. It was the sound of a huge metal door being shut and a whoosh of air as it closed, like closing a vault. I would hear the whoosh of air and then a deep thump as it closed. I heard it again and again. I started feeling sick in my stomach from it. It seemed to be from people long ago being shut up inside. How would they breathe? Then when I was outside of the building I could hear in the spirit chains and a huge metal lock being put across that same door. It was a very bad feeling and I know there was much bloodshed in that place. I learned from Andre and Sergine that this was indeed a place of much bloodshed, especially Jewish blood. Just around the corner they are building a memorial to all the Jews killed in Europe. I felt it was not good. It said one thing as a statement on the outside but meant another. It was more like a proclamation of their power to destroy spoken in the spirit realm.

Across the street was the park of the kings that ruled that area, it was where the used to hunt. I knew I had to go set my feet in that park and that it was the central point the Lord spoke of. But it didn't look like it, well isn't that what the enemy wants, to make it look harmless? When I set foot in it I knew that I was facing the major leagues in enemies. There I saw two huge spirits, (though there were others these were the main two) one woman, calm, wise, careful and the other a hairy man spirit that was angry, hasty and harsh. On the corner of the park area was a statue to Nike, but later the Lord said that was just one of the many names for the ruling spirit of Illuminati. As I found in recent research, Nike is known as the goddess of victory in Greek and Roman Mythology. According to the poet Hesiod she was the daughter of Titan Pallas and the Oceanid Styx. She is called Victoria in Roman myths and was highly honored among the conquest-loving Romans. Many temples were dedicated to her. She is very associated with war. She is in charge of the highest levels of Satanism and mysticism and is still worshiped today. The organization Illuminati worships Lucifer and has always planned to take over the world. Most of the EU officials are members of this Illuminati Secret Order.

The male spirit was Janus is the Roman god of war. They were arguing over how to handle the fact I had discovered their secret. (Which though I was discovering at this point I certainly knew little or nothing.) He wanted to kill me or smite me but she pointed out that the Lord protected me and that the Lord would never allow that. She was different than any spirit large or small I had ever seen. She wanted to wait and watch, be cautious. She kept saying how much damage could I do? I couldn't really cause any serious harm. Though Janus was a ruling spirit it was evident that Illuminati had the last word and was really in charge.

I kept hearing little phrases like, "the war of the gods", "the war of the Titans", (I was surprised when I researched later to find Illuminati was considered the daughter of a Titan). Another phrase I heard was "fighting for territory that was powerful and strategic that they each wanted.” Somehow this park deep underneath holds something very strategic that each wanted and so they fought over it. They came to a compromise where all their territorial lines (or ley lines) in one way or another go through this area or join there, some from deep in the earth beneath. That means all the ley lines of Europe Cross there. This is the center point of all demonic power in Europe. I began to remember back to my high school days of studying mythology. All of the mythologies had a legend of a war of the giants, or gods. My mental evaluation of all of this information, which could be wrong, is that when the angels were kicked out of heaven to the earth they fought for territories initially and for strategic ground. Is this true or not, I don't really know but this I know the lines of many demonic territories cross in that park. That is why the circles of power and instructions go out from it to the rest of Europe. We stopped that for a short season, we could not stop it permanently. It would make the battles easier in all of Europe for a time. As I stood on the ground I felt the ground trembling like an angry man shaking. I knew I must quickly get my feet off the park ground, so I rushed to the street side sidewalk. There was a great roaring in the ground. They were very angry. This area would take many battles to say the least but at least the enemy was restrained some for the time being.

At the corner of the park on the opposite side was the Arch of Triumph. This is another statement of the exaltation of war. Suddenly it began to get very cold and to drizzle rain. (It seemed to do this during every major battle or at least to cloud up and get cold.) I noticed many policemen and police cars. There was a great commotion and even helicopters overhead. We stopped to ask some of the soldiers that had just come what this was all about. The Queen of England was coming for a visit and would pass this way in just a few moments. We waited and I tried to get at least one picture. (Many people in Germany don't like Americans; one man on the train I felt would have gotten up and killed me if he could have. They always seem to know even before I speak that I am an American. It has to do with the way I act and carry myself being cheerful and open, and also most European women wear very little if any makeup (except in Italy). Though technically we look the same, I still stand out.) The soldiers were very nice to us. It is very politically and spiritually significant that the Queen came at this time and that we were there for it.

I met some wonderful Christians in Potsdam. I fell in love with them quickly. A wonderful lady pastor named Arnhild was very gracious to allow us to stay in her home. When I sat down to a cup of tea, prophecy began to pour out of me and I simply couldn't seem to stop it. (Because they wanted me to wait until the meeting officially started so they could record it but it wouldn't stop.) The Lord began to show why they had gone through so many things and how they were being prepared to go through times of great persecution. It was very precious and they seemed to know more persecution was just around the corner for them. These were Christians from East Germany, which was on the communist side before the wall fell. You could tell the differences from the free side of the wall to the side that had been behind the communist side of the Berlin wall instantly. They knew what persecution felt like and they knew more persecution was coming and the cry of their heart was to be prepared for it in the Lord. Wow. The Lord moved in prophecy, healing and restoration. I was grateful to have met such wonderful strategic Christians. I was also very impressed with their willingness to participate in the ministry time instead of just expecting me to do it. There is much more power and authority when we join together. I know the Lord will do great things for them and by the grace of the Lord I would like to be a small part of it.

It was a long drive from Berlin to Paris. I love the no speed limits on the Autobahn in Germany but I made a big mistake that I only discovered much later, in thinking that there were no speed limits in most of Europe. God is merciful because I was going 140 to 160 kilometers per hour most of the time, which is approximately 84 to 96 miles per hour, so not so unreasonable. But it was some time and much travel later I realized I wasn't supposed to do that and that in France they are very strict and might even take your car. Thank you Jesus for Your protection.

Though I didn't get to spend as much time praying over Paris as I had planned, I did stay with a wonderful intercessor named Dorette and her family. They were very helpful. I really only had one day in Paris. That evening we went to a small prayer group and the Lord gave me a word for that local pastor and his wife that was really needed. I was also able to pray with Dorette and her family. There just wasn't enough time to do as much as I wanted. Much of the trip was that way. Hopefully I will be able to take more time and cover more territory next time.

I drove to Belgium from Paris; there I stayed with Pastors Joseph and Josianne. They were so very nice, I really enjoyed my time with them. Pastor Joseph is not only an anointed pastor but he also is a very wonderful and technical musician. Both he and Josianne sing and they did all the worship for us later at the Esther's Conference. It was very anointed. They took me to Brussels to pray at the Cinquanteaire Arch. The Lord had told me that morning that there were 3 major spiritual powers over Belgium, [which Pastor Josianne said was probably because there are 3 major regions of Belgium, 1. the French Wallonie, mostly catholic, 2. Brussels, mostly Massonic and 3. Flemish mainly Dutch catholics. The flag has 3 colors black, yellow and red, the colors standing for the different areas. They have several languages, Dutch, French and Walloon. During World War II the Flemish followed the Nazis so all of the war prisoners were Walloon, which made a very deep division in the country.]

The 3 powers the Lord told me about were 1. Illuminati, which is ilumin = light and ati = people, so people of the light. It is the great power in Belgium and over Europe. The People of the Light might sound Christian but they serve Lucifer and believe the true light and great power comes from him. They do not seek truth but they seek power. She is the goddess I saw in Berlin. Even though she is big and powerful and over all of Europe she is not the Harlot, Queen of Heaven and does not work like the Harlot. She also has many faces, she is Nike, Victoria, she is also the Black Madonna both in Belgium and in other places. The statue of the Black Madonna holds an orb that gives illumination. Often those who war seek her favor as history tells us, in order to cause much destruction to their enemies. It was this statue they sought before going to the crusades to help them be able to completely destroy in the name of the Lord.

She rules with war and bloodshed. She is often the hidden secret power behind other powers. She is the main power behind the Masons and most of the highest-level Masons are also members of the Illuminati, especially in Europe. She is secretive, subtle and works slowly carefully pulling things together instead of rashly reacting. She is very wise for one so evil. She causes much bloodshed and is a veil over the people. She plays on the mind and emotions in many different ways. During this trip I encountered something from her that I am just starting to understand. It is not like other things I have seen, spirits, demons, curses, veils, swarms but more like a virus or plague in the spirit realm. This means it is tiny and can search for the slightest opening in our armor. Once it is inside it multiplies rapidly like a plague and can cause much damage and make it difficult to see and hear clearly. That is why when we come back from a battle in Europe we must go through a detoxification so to speak of applying the Blood of Jesus and cleansing from even the last spec of this dark virus that could allow it to re-occur.

2. The Second main power in Belgium and also over Europe is Janus the god of war who has two faces. He is rash and bold; he causes war and seeks to destroy all. He is an arguer and a fighter. He is the reason other countries fight their battles in Belgium (to feed him). He causes great hatred and anger. At the monument to war in the center of Brussels the Lord said we must fight him. [Later in Brussels when I saw a vision of a place with a great column and a statue at the top, which turned out to be not only a statue of Leopold the evil king but also a monument to those who died in battle, it was the place the Lord spoke of.]

While we were walking to and from the Cinquantenaire and in some other areas I could strongly feel subterranean passageways that were extremely evil. I could tell they held much mystical and demonic power and many had been killed there. I then remembered in a report on Belgium from Mark Roberts that there were indeed underground passageways. Every time I walked over one I could tell because queasiness would come over me. Brussels was like a storage place of weapons of mass destruction in the spirit realm. I could see suicide, disease, etc., stored for use in the End Times Battle. I noticed two in particular, one was a flying snake that though not very big had fire and poison in its mouth. When it bit a person their flesh and blood would seem to burn. The other was a flying insect spirit that caused insanity, which I was told is a problem in that area. Passing one park I felt much violence and blood in the land there. It was not just a passing feeling but overwhelming. I was told indeed there had been much violence and bloodshed there. There were so many things it would be hard to list them all. As I said it is one of Satan's warehouses of mass destruction.

While I was at the Cinquantenaire I saw in the spirit a tall column with a statue on top of it. The Lord said that at this place the 3 major powers meet and join strength. I began to describe what I saw. It had other little statues on it that were evil. They understood it to be the statue of Leopold and took me there. It was just what I had seen. It also housed the tomb of the Unknown Soldier with an eternal flame guarded by two huge lion statues. I walked around it praying in the rain and the dark. There was a plaque behind the flame I wanted to see but when I got close to one of the lions the Lord quickly told me to step back and not draw near. At the same time I felt a whoosh from the statue of the lion and in the spirit heard a loud roar. I stepped back and repented for not waiting for more precise directions.

Later that evening around 2 a.m. I awoke sick. My body burned like fire, the room seemed to swirl, I was sweating profusely and sick at my stomach, then I heard the lion roar and I knew that it was the lion of Belgium. I began to pray and battle. I felt like I was going to vomit and wanted to go down the steep stairs to the restroom just in case but loudly the Lord said, "No!" I was so dizzy I probably would have fallen. So I prayed. It took an hour of hard battle for the spirit and the symptoms to leave but the Lord is faithful and I knew you were praying for me as well. Once I broke through in the spirit I had no more problems. The next day when I told Pastor Josianne what happened she had almost the same thing happen. When she began to feel the symptoms she called for her husband, Pastor Joseph and they prayed until it broke. The enemy is powerful but the Lord is in control. Later that day we had a wonderful meeting with their church. The Lord moved and we were all blessed. I would see them again at Panassac where their many anointed talents shown brightly as they ministered in worship and music. I feel they are forever friends.

I was very blessed to stay with Brother Bernard and Pastor Monique in Vichy. They have a lovely old home in the country that has been restored and is very pleasant. If you remember in the previous newsletters concerning preparations for this trip, I knew we had to release the angel of France. I knew that Sergine would know where this angel was and indeed she did, she told me via email that it was in Vichy. I knew it was very urgent to release this angel that had been bound because of the legal and spiritual decisions France had made over the many years. I had very little to go on. I saw in the spirit a graveyard and some old buildings or ruins. A place where ghosts are seen and a place of extreme evil where evil people meet and that at this place the angel would be under a lot of trash and rubbish. No one knew of such a place. The more I described what I saw the less they knew where it was. I told them it was on a tall hill and that the Lord said it would be hard to find because it could no longer be clearly seen. Finally they decided that it was the place of the ruins (of an old castle I think). We finally found the area and asked someone who lived there. She said there was no such place. But in my spirit I felt I was to continue down the road and Pastor Monique also agreed. We passed several people walking their dogs but they also said there was no such place. But still I felt we were to continue. The road was too muddy and rough for the van to go any further so we stopped to walk. Pastor Monique had on high-heeled boots so it was hard for her to walk but when we started we didn't know that we would encounter such rough terrain.

The Lord kept saying it would be hard to see and not apparent at all. Finally we stopped by a small field on a hill that over looked the area. The Lord said, "This is it." There were trails leading through the tall grass but seemingly to nowhere. The voice of the Lord was so soft and quiet that I felt very uncertain but the enemy was loud and in my face. I discovered that Satanist and witches meet at this place, which let me know it was probably the right place but I didn't see the broken buildings I had seen in my vision. (At this same time Brother Bernard who was not with us also knew this was this place and wanted to call us to tell us but was unable to. He told me later the buildings that I was missing from the vision are on down the hill a bit and it was known as a place where people had seen ghosts.) As I stepped into field the Lord said I was walking on the graves of the grown over graveyard. I could feel it. But where was the hard to get to pile of trash and rubbish the angel was supposed to be under. There seemed to be no trash there. One thing I noticed is that France is very clean and well kept. I couldn't imagine they would leave a pile of trash to be seen. I felt I should walk over to look at what seemed to be a deep gorge; much to my surprise it had piles of trash in it, old stoves and such. But where were the pieces of the ruins I had seen in the vision? Again I stopped and asked the Lord if this was the right spot. The Lord said, "You're standing on the steps." I had no idea what that meant but it seemed to indicate this was it.

It was so hard to hear clearly. It was a battle to even hear softly, so I was really trying to be careful. I told Pastor Monique that I was going down into that gorge and if she would please stand at the edge and pray with me from there. It was steep and very muddy and there were many thorns and briars. I was picking pieces of briars out of my skin for more than a week. I tried to ease down, somehow I knew if my feet were in what seemed to be the main spot I would know for sure. From there I could see pieces of an ancient building, huge carved rocks covered with moss. One of them had a basin carved in the middle like an incense altar perhaps. I could feel in the spirit that the ground was full of centuries of the blood of human sacrifices. It was as the Lord told me that the enemy was intending to accumulate enough power in this place to break through and make in an eye of the devil (a direct connection to hell) and that was one of the things we must prevent from happening. I began to see and hear many things in the spirit. It was not frightening though they meant for it to be, just annoying as I was trying to hear the small whisper of the Lord for instructions. I knew now this was the place. So as the Lord had said, I came with the wine to represent the blood of Jesus Christ and the oil of consecration. He also had me bring a piece of wood to put in the land with a scripture about the power of the Blood of Jesus Christ, to make that legal statement in the land. So I began to act on what I knew to do because I could tell the enemy was gathering power and we needed to act.

When the battle started full force the Lord said clearly, "Open the gate then shut it quickly." I understood that what He meant for me to do was to open the gate to release the angel of France and then close it and shut it down permanently and quickly. I had never felt such a force of accumulated power coming against me. An authority and anger rose in me as I decreed what the Lord said and commanded with what Dutch Sheets calls kingly authority under the King of Kings. It was intense and took a while but suddenly in the spirit the angel of France stood before me, not as clearly as I have seen some before but clear enough. He looked like a very handsome young man. He had blondish hair about to his shoulders and seemed very strong. I could not tell his clothes but they seemed to be made of light. He did not thank me but his smile said so much. He simply said, "I have work to do." and he was gone. It was the way it should be because the Lord had done the work and this angel had been detained enough from the battle. Instantly I heard Pastor Monique say something about the angel. She also could tell the angel had been released. But now the battle increased and I could feel the danger. I had never faced anything quite like this before. Quickly the Lord reminded me to close the gate and shut it down. Again the anointing of authority came on me as I prayed. The enemy was ever in my face but I was trying to listen to the Lord. Finally it was closed down and the accumulated power of the place destroyed. The Lord came in and fought the battle as only He can, Praise God. Again I could hear Pastor Monique in perfect harmony begin to thank the Lord as she also sensed that it was done.

The frightening thing was how hard it had been to hear the Lord and how subtle the enemy had been. I was not used to dealing with this kind of enemy that plays with your mind and makes you think it is you. I have much to learn and much to grow and it is obvious the battle must be only the Lord's. I was covered with mud but we felt good and knew that in Vichy as well as in France the Lord would begin a new work. We had just enough time to clean up before the evening service. The Lord moved powerfully both in prophecy, anointing and even a few healings. The people were encouraged which is so important. I have made some good friends in Vichy that I look forward to seeing again. Even brother Jean Charles and Pascquale who taped the services in Panassac for television are from Vichy. I know the Lord will do a great work there.

Panassac is a sweet place in the south of France (though it was cold) in the country. Driving through France is difficult because on every hill there is a castle or an old church you wish you had time to stop and see. The countryside is beautiful and very charming full of the past. I fell in love with Sergine and Andre instantly. I was so grateful when she said told me the Lord would not allow her to set my emails about coming to France aside but told her to help me. PRAISE GOD, because thanks to her I have had someone to contact in each and every place where I went to pray. She is like the Sister Gwen of France; she is known, respected and loved by all. She is a powerful minister of God. Andre is a man of great wisdom and also a powerful minister of God but the thing I like the most about him is that it seems his eyes are always laughing. They were both a great encouragement to me as was Kurt and Edith from Switzerland. Kurt did most of the translating and flowed with the anointing so easily that it was fun. Edith is a well of love and sensitivity to the anointing that was a treasure indeed. I know I shall see them again and again. I felt at home with these 4 wonderful people and I knew the Lord was establishing special friendships.

So much happened at Panassac it just wouldn't be practical to write it all but they did tape the meetings both for television and on cassettes. The Lord moved to touch the people and to meet them at their need. He does, as He will. Most healings and deliverances were after the service was dismissed, which is kind of neat and allows you to take more time if needed. There were people from several countries. The most important service was the last service. We all got in a big circle and started to pray. I saw clearly that the Lord was releasing the Spirit of France. I'm going to be quite honest and not try to be super spiritual and just tell you frankly I don't know exactly what that means, but it was extremely powerful and it was very real. Now after years of faithful work through many hardships the Lord will begin His end time work in France in Panassac. And whatever this Spirit of France is it had to happen first. I don't know everything but I do know that when it is the Lord don't be a doubting Thomas and miss the boat go with the flow of the Holy Spirit.

That evening I needed to get driving directions to continue my trip but the Lord spoke to me clearly that Sergine was not going to let me leave so I should just settle myself to waiting. I said, "You mean she will ask me to stay?" "No," the Lord said smiling, "she will tell you stay." I was very amazed by this. So I determined not to say anything and see what happened. At dinner Sergine asked me when I was planning to leave. "In the morning." I said. "No," she said, "You cannot leave in the morning." I was amazed. The Lord told me she would say that. The Lord had told me before I left the states that He would alter my schedule but I didn't know how or when. So now I knew I needed to stay another couple of days in Panassac. We needed time for prayer and fellowship. We prayed for a near by friend's farm, and part of it was rather funny. They invited us to a wonderful lunch. Lunch can be very elaborate and take hours in France. It is very pleasant. On the way in Dominique stopped to show us his farm. He told us that it does not grow good crops. Perhaps it needs prayer. So I began to seek the Lord and pray as I walked around the edge of the property. No blood in the land, I could feel it, no demon in this part of the land. Then Lord I asked what is it? "It stinks." the Lord said. So I reached down for a handful of dirt and began to smell it. "No Lord it doesn't stink, I don't smell much of anything." I said.

"Carol," the Lord said smiling, "It stinks, it's bad land. It lacks nutrients." "OH!" I laughed at the Lord's little joke on me. So I told Dominique rather sadly that it was bad land and lack nutrients. I asked if he had let the land rest properly. Yes. Had he had the soil analysed. At first he said no and then he remembered that he did have the soil analysed and they said basically the same thing, the soil lacked nutrients and that it would take tons of manure to replenish it, which just would not be practical or cost effective. So that was a confirmation of what the Lord said. I was very sorry that his land was not good. The day before the Lord told me to pray in the doorway of the old house (ruins) on their property and that there was something there. When we went to pray they took me to a building in ruins but I felt nothing. "This is not the house," I said. "There is nothing here." Sure enough this building was the old barn. Finally they took me to the old ruin of the house and the battle was there. There have been so many years of not serving God, so much war, paganism, Satanism and Catholicism that the land in much of Europe is full of many things and the people are harshly affected. I was surprised at the number of Christians who had a background of occult or cults.

Several times when I was walking back to my room by myself at night I would see a wolf in the spirit. It was very threatening. Andre had himself seen a lion that he was convinced was real until it disappeared and Sergine had also at one point seen a wolf that looked real. The Lord told me while I was still in the states to research the spirit of the wolf. He knew we would encounter it. The next day we were to pray for Sergine and Andre's land. They had many battles there that kept reoccurring. They had redeemed the land many times but there was still something in the land. The Lord told me that the enemy wanted to distract us with things of lesser importance but if we found the main place it would take care of the rest. The main curse kept waking up the old curses in the land that had been shut down. They took us to the place where they had torn down a Dolmen (please see previous newsletter http://www.goldenministries.org/newsletters/newsletter_28_%22Europe%22%20-%2009.30.04.html under Dolmen – Megaliths for more information) The new agers and witches kept trying to come back to it especially on Halloween. That is because hundreds of years of accumulated power is in the land pre-dating the time of the Romans and they want to feed on that power. I must admit I was not quite ready for what we faced. I was expecting something smaller. But this was the biggest battle I have ever seen. There were more demonic forces there in that one spot than I have ever seen in one place and I knew this was a major stronghold for the enemy. I will not go into the many details of the things we fought and some of it I don't even understand but the Lord did a great work. There was a circle and we were not to stand in the middle of it. The enemy again was digging in the earth using accumulated power with the intention of making an eye of devil or gateway of hell there. I knew their diligent prayers and constant redeeming of the land was the only thing that had kept them alive through all of this and kept the enemy back. It was huge and there were many demonic forces.

Sergine saw a tree and felt that babies had been sacrificed there and I also felt the same thing. I just don't feel I should describe it all. It's just not necessary. But one thing shocked me. Sergine saw what looked like a young woman of light clothed in white come up from the ground and then go up into the sky. The Lord had me command the release of all that the enemy held. Soon there were so many of these, mainly young women coming up and going to heaven (or I assumed heaven). I saw only a couple of males. Sergine said they would sacrifice virgin girls and babies. I don't know exactly what everything I saw meant but I'm not meant to understand everything. One thing I know is that it was the Lord. The cracks and crevices of the earth beneath her land had long been prepared and opened up to make a gateway for the enemy. Now these ‘multitudes’ of demonic forces of every kind were being rounded up and taken to the pits of hell. Then the crevice was closed. The first big demon I saw that was something similar to the face of a bat and a demonic human form was put in a cage and eventually carried away.

From there we prayed for two other places. The enemy was very clever. When I first began to pray concerning seeing the wolves and the other things the Lord told me that this was a professional job of cursing. The enemy had laid careful traps for anyone trying to undo the curses in the land. But the Lord would not allow us to fall for that. There was another place on their property that the enemy had placed a carefully hidden curse with the intention that if anyone ever did remove the main curses this small hidden curse would call them back in. These were booby traps in the spirit realm. There was one other place we prayed but it was not on their land. The enemy was huge. The Lord warned me that it would seem like there was nothing there and not to fall for that. I was to be very careful and only do what he said. When we got to the place it was a hunting tower. I started to walk around it and the Lord stopped me. I was to go no further. He was right I felt nothing. Then the Lord revealed to me something huge in the land curled up sleeping. If I did something on top of it without a direct command from God I would be toast. Woah! We were to pour the wine and oil across the trail that led to Sergine and Andre's property and decree that it could not come onto their property or cross their property. Major ley lines were cut during all of these battles. (Their home was on the ancient Apian Way to Rome, which I now realize was more ancient than Rome.) The enemy looked at me and seemed to think that was no big deal so he left us alone. Had I not listened to the warning... well you know.

We prayed over a school area. That area had housed many Roman slaves in ancient times, many of which were Jewish or Christian. I felt led to call the prayers of the Godly in the land to come forth (prayers never die) to join our prayers. I knew they had prayed for freedom and now the people needed a spiritual freedom. (I was told there are a great number of suicides in Europe, especially in certain places but when I see what is in the land I can understand why.) We also prayed at a certain ancient catholic church by a very old graveyard. I did not feel comfortable about this battle. It was needed but it didn't seem to be the right time for it. In the spirit I kept seeing someone throwing a rock into a deep pit like a well but the rock never hit bottom. I saw it again and again but there was no well. Finally the Lord said, "The Black Madonna is here be very careful." The Black Madonna is not the Queen of Heaven but Illuminati. I did not want to take her on without marching orders. At a huge black metal cross Edith and Sergine saw the Black Madonna was at the middle of the cross. There were big cracks in the base that held the cross. The Lord said they led to the pit I saw in the spirit and it held much evil. I told the others to get in the car and pull it to the gate because when I poured the oil and wine into the crack I must run fast, jump in the car and we must drive off quickly. I did as the Lord said and the first few feet I saw nothing, then suddenly what looked like a giant swarm of something in the spirit realm came out of the crack and began to chase me. I told Kurt to drive fast and we prayed hard. It was some distance before the swarm began to thin and much further before it was finally gone.

We stopped at one place to pray that was privately owned. The man was very powerful in the Masons and they knew there was much evil there. The chain was down across the drive at the top of the hill so it would seem someone was home. Finally we decided that I would play tourist and walk up and pray (because at the entrance to his house they uncovered a Roman soldier buried in the ancient road) and they would pull the car down the hill. As I walked on the property I poured the oil and the wine on the stones at the entrance. I had only gone a few feet when the Lord commanded me to stop and leave as quickly as possible. I had no orders and I was in great danger. But Lord I whined I just want to... "No go now," The Lord said, "You are in great danger." As I turned to run back to the car I saw in the spirit huge black dogs, very ferocious running after me. There were as big as horses. Again we had to make a speedy getaway. "You must be very careful." the Lord chided me, "you could have been hurt very badly if you had continued. Only do what I tell you to do, as I tell you to do it." I repented. It was time for me to practice what I preach and only do what I see the Lord doing and only say what I hear the Lord saying, without exceptions. I also became very aware of what the people of the land face that undermines them every day. It's not a game. That's why I desperately need your prayers. This enemy especially makes it very hard to hear and see clearly. He plays your mind against you and plays on your emotions. To be strong and tear down strongholds I need your prayers because the truth is we are doing this together. I just happen to be the one at the sight.

Some of the planned trip will have to wait until next time, there just weren't enough days but the Lord knew that when He told me that my schedule would change after I arrived, and the next trip is already being planned. Part of the area I couldn't fit in was the area of Brittany and Normandy that the Lord told me to go where they meet in the water, which turns out to be San Michelle (I originally thought only going by the map it was San Malo). I have become increasingly aware of how much I need to grow to be able to face such things and still hear and act clearly in the Lord. I hooked up with a wonderful family in Menton, Brother Fred and his family. Kathy, a new believer from Canada, who has now lived there for several years interpreted. Some of the things she interpreted seemed amazing to her because a lot of it was new to her. I stayed in a hotel there but they insisted on paying for it and I ate at their house. May the Lord richly reward them for their giving. One of the things the Lord told me about Menton was that they were habitual liars and nice to your face but they didn't really mean it. I was told that was true though I myself didn't experience it. I won't go into the things the Lord said before (Please reference past emails on my website for more information on what the Lord said concerning Menton and the Behemoth. This newsletter has not been posted yet but I will get it online soon.)

The main thing to do in Menton was to stop the enemy vortex of power. To do that we must go to the place where Italy meets France at the water and put the elements in the land to build a spiritual wall to stop the swirling power from growing. The wall keeps it from being able to swirl. The Lord told me to be very careful not to engage the enemy in battle but just to do as He said and then leave. That was harder to do than I thought. The enemy was very evident and taunting but I just obeyed. It felt like such a small to do with so much staring us in the face but that was my orders and the Lord knows. I know there will be other battles in Menton. I was surprised that Menton is only 20 Kilometres from Monaco, which has as I understand it been given over to evil completely by the existing king. Monaco is considered a separate country. I was not able to go to Monaco this time and the Lord also did not tell me to but perhaps next time. I was able to pray with the family members there before I left and that was good.

It was another long drive to Rome. There I met Pastor Jacques. To them Jacque is James in English but since I have one brother named Jack and one named James it is not the same to me. There my orders were to put the scripture concerning the harlot on a piece of wood, pour oil and wine on it and put it in the ground making the decree of the Lord. It is easier said than done. The Swiss are hired to guard the Vatican, which is considered a separate country within a country. To find an area with dirt is not easy. We ended up trying to push the wood in a crack in the cobblestones. I cannot begin to express the evil in this place and layers of centuries of bloodshed. The power of the enemy is fed not only by worshipers and demonic forces but also by the many tourists who come to admire the beauty of it. Admiring it is a form of worship. I almost didn't go in and I didn't spend much time in there at all. We must not be curious concerning evil or delight in the beauty of evil but the Lord wanted me to see how the admiration of foreign tourists fed the enemy. This enemy rules much of Europe but really owns Italy and broods over Rome like a wet blanket suffocating the life of it. Pastor Jacques told me that the largest church in the huge city of Rome is about 200 and it’s not an on fire church but mostly just Sunday Christians. Most churches have between 20 to 50 people in attendance and they are often not committed. I saw a different spirit of religion that was very powerful. It makes the people want to sleep and causes them to demand a religion that will give them what they want. It looks like a big cobra but has the body of a python. The spirit of Catholicism is very strong and even affects many evangelicals.

Pastor Jacques said the church in Rome is dying. But I realized the same was true everywhere I had been. I don't know but there are probably larger churches in France, Germany and Belgium but I didn't see them. I kept hearing of churches and ministries that used to be big that were now either gone or tiny. It has been hard for them to fight against such odds. We have no idea what they are up against every single day. We don't know what it is to live in a spiritual atmosphere that is not free. I wondered before if Europe really needed missionaries but now I know they need many to help them fight the constant onslaught of oppression that makes many fall away. We must not horde our freedom to ourselves but cherish it and share it with others. When I look at Pastor Jacque I see a wonderful faithful man that has fought long and hard against unfair odds and I wondered how I would have fared under such a constant struggle with the hellish gateway of the Vatican at my doorstep. But he has remained faithful and determined to bring back the fire and fight for his people. I for one want to be someone that helps him do that. The enemy was so strong in Rome that I found myself doubting myself, feeling lost and frightened for no reason, feeling confused and finding it hard for the power to flow or to hear clearly. It was not just once or twice but it was constant. They enemy brought constant guilt and condemnation and I fought it but it was a constant battle and a strain. Ministry was work and not flowing easily but the Lord worked and the people received it. Several were healed and touched and there was a renewed commitment to the Lord at a new level and that is what is important. They need equipped for the battle.

I had a great revelation in Rome concerning the maps I saw on fire in the vision I had while I was in the Philippines. On one of the maps I saw the boot of Italy up into France going north on fire, mainly in the south of France but down into the middle of Italy as well (which is Rome). Then I saw two other maps one was China but the other one was Africa. When I asked the Lord where the fire was on the map in Africa, He said it is called the heart of Africa. It took much research to find out that the area considered the heart of Africa is the Congo. Pastor Jacques and most of his people are from the Congo, so the two maps coincide in one place. Wow! You couldn’t plan that. That means a strategic fire must start with Pastor Jacques. It must and it will spread not only up but out. (I believe Sergine and Andre's place is the main place I saw in the south of France that the fire will also start and spread and Pastor Jacques is a close associate of theirs. That's not a coincidence.) But it will also spread to the Congo. Praise God. Perhaps one day I will go to the Congo and help ignite it. And that is the cry of Pastor Jacques heart 'Lord send the fire.' The people had a great revival fire when they were in the Congo but now it seems the fire has all but died out but they must understand they are fighting a great battle against a different kind of enemy. Once they understand the battle they are fighters and they will fight for the revival the Lord promised them. What wonderful people they are. They also insisted on paying for my hotel room and blessed me as well. I pray the Lord richly rewards their kindness.

Then a very long drive from Rome, through Austria to Berlin, then on the plane through Switzerland back to Dallas to drive back home to Arkansas. I had a very interesting thing happen driving from Rome to Berlin. I know that people were praying for my travels, especially my new friends in Rome. They were praying I would be safe and not get lost. Over the Austrian Alps it snowed but not hard and it rained hard most of the rest of the way making it hard to see but I had peace. Then about 50 kilometres from Berlin I stopped to get gas and there were two young ladies (I would guess college age) that asked me for a ride to Berlin. I was a little hesitant because not everything in Berlin is wonderful. But I felt I was supposed to give them a ride. They needed to go to the heart of Berlin and I was concerned that I might get lost if I tried to drive downtown. So I told them I was going to Tegel Airport and that from there they could catch a bus downtown as I had done when I first came. They were glad to hear that. Not only did I have a wonderful opportunity to witness to these two young women who were very receptive but also if they had not been with me I would never have found my way. They showed me the way several times when it wasn’t clear to me at all. It was a big miracle. Then right there at the airport they pointed out a very inexpensive hotel that was very nice. Amazing. I knew the Lord had worked the entire thing because of the prayers of the saints. Thank you.

I am so blessed to have a wonderful church and Pastor that believe in what the Lord is doing and also has the fire of God. I am blessed with Sister Gwen and the End Time Handmaidens and Servants to help keep the fire alive and all of you wonderful prayer partners. It brings tears to my eyes to think of it because these 3 weeks I have felt the darkness. We have a great freedom in the USA, a great spiritual freedom. One day the Bible says that darkness will cover the earth. We need to plant seeds of light that we can harvest when the darkness comes. We need to pray for the church in France, Italy, Germany and Belgium. You can make a difference. I had to face it myself to know but now I know and we must pray. That is why I had to fast 40 days before coming to central Europe because the enemy is so big and prevalent and I am sure the Lord will call more fasts. Sergine has been teaching me and others about the Esther fast. She believes it is a strategic fast for the end times. Perhaps the Lord will call me to an Esther fast. I am willing, whatever it takes. These are wonderful people, really wonderful but they need strengthened, encouraged, they need help fighting the giants in the land. It's time for their revival but they need strengthened to be able to receive it. I think of how Israel was ready to cross over to fight for their promised land. Part of the Israelites had received their inheritance already on this side of the Jordan but they were strictly warned that they must still cross over and help fight until their brothers had possessed their land as well. We need to fight with these wonderful people so they can possess their promises as well. The days are coming when the battle will cover the earth but until then we have an accountability to share the battle of the church as the Lord reveals it to us.

One thing I have seen clearly is as much as I see and hear it's not enough to fight these battles. More of me needs to die to get out of the way and I know the Lord will help me press into that. There must not be anything for this subtle but powerful enemy to grab hold of, nothing at all. I can’t begin to thank you for joining me in prayer and all that you have done. I am so grateful. Together we really are the Lord’s Prayer Partners.