Really the battles were for the most part on the out skirts of Paris in an area called Mante La Jolie and Lemay. I knew from last years encounter that there was a dragon of sorts to deal with there; that was in the River Seine. It looked like a praying mantes in the face and drastically affected the women of the area and their attitudes. As I began to fast and pray in the USA before going the Lord had me do the research listed above to let me know what we would be encountering (though the research on Cybele came later.) 

 

I knew we had to go to the places where the Marne River met the Seine River and where the L’Oise River met the Seine River to release two angels but I did not know the details. There was a lot of strategy to unfold. I saw in the church on the first night the persecution of the Protestants. It was harsh. I saw that their one prayer was that though they die someone one carry on what they had begun. Over the many years the Lord had prepared and brought people to the area for that purpose but the warfare was so intense that they would quit. Finally the Lord found someone, a pastor and a church, who was willing to stand against the obstacles and persevere. The well they had dug with their prayers and martyrdom, was reopened and a broken ladder to the Heavenlies revealed that was eventually over the next few days restored. The people died but their prayers never die. The Lord doesn’t want to start all over again but build on top of what they began hundreds of years ago. What an awesome truth to see unfold.

 

In vision the Lord showed me a large house with maybe 3 stories. It was white and built on a bridge. But the Lord said it was not really a house, and that further it no longer existed and the bridge was broken. This is the place we must go to pray. How would I find this house if it no longer existed? I talked to the people of the area and they were unsure of what this house was but they had some historic books on the area. They turned to a picture to show me a certain bridge and it was the exact picture I had seen in vision that morning, with the big white house sitting on the edge of the bridge. I was so excited. I told them, “It looks like a house but it wasn’t a house was it was it?” “No,” they said, “it was a mill.”

 

“And it doesn’t exist anymore does it?” I queried. “No,” they answered, “it was destroyed and the bridge it was on was broken and is no longer used.” There are other bridges in place but that bridge remains broken with a park on either side. That is where we need to go to pray, this place is the key. When we went there and prayed on the Lemay side, we could feel the demonic oppression and the suffering. There was much sorrow and bloodshed. But when we prayed on the Mante La Jolie side, which were the people that attacked and killed the others over the centuries, it did not feel near as strong. I couldn’t understand why. But then Pastor Yves said the attack came from that side and rested on the Lemay side and that is why the Lemay side felt it so much stronger. He could tell the difference as well. I can’t begin to tell you how wonderful it was to work with this godly man.

 

We then went to the Cathedral that is the sister church to Notre Dame. It is extremely evil. We were able to see old maps of the area there. It was very helpful. We saw the symbol for Mante as it was originally. The modern symbol is nothing like the original. In the original we could see the face of a man (Tammuz) on one side and the face of a woman (Ishtar) on the other. The plant was dead on one side and fruitful on the other, depicting Tammuz’s 6 months in Hades and 6 months of springtime and harvest on the earth. This was the link to Ishtar I was looking for because the Lord said we would encounter her. He said we must release the angel where the Marne River meets the Seine and another where the L’Oise meets the Seine. They will fight the dragon for us. But the skeleton looking spirit of Tammuz guards them. So the Lord had a certain order to things.

 

We then discovered the legend that the spot of the Cathedral had been the site of the temple to Cybele. That would explain the other demonic goddess spirit that was interfering. Interesting to note that Mante means prophet or ‘word from the gods’. Cybele also means prophetess of fortuneteller. There was a root in the area we were discovering. There was much false light in the area and much witchcraft.

 

The Lord showed me that the bloodshed, suffering and tears in the waters must be taken out of the enemy’s hands and returned to the Lord. The enemy was feeding on this innocent blood and using it for power. We were to press through the darkness and release the prayers of saints, so their prayers can join us in battle. But the Lord showed me that it would hurt because I would feel it and my tears (which would be His tears) must touch the waters. I told Him I was willing but I wasn’t going to poke myself in the eye. If it were the Lord’s tears it would come from Him. I knew I did not have the connection needed to do this. We needed a person that was native to the area to do this. A wonderful man that is the Pastor’s right hand man in the church, Christian agreed to help us. He has a deep God intercession for the area. The first night I was there he began to speak in tongues and quickly stopped because they were very unusual. I encouraged him to continue and not be embarrassed. When he did it was obviously a group of the original people of the area and this was their dialect (not all spoke French then). A woman in the congregation knew a bit of Hebrew and said some of the words were similar to Hebrew and he was calling the people to repentance. The main cry of the original Protestants of France that died for their faith, was repentance.

 

When we went to the bridge to pray it was pouring rain and very cold but we knew we couldn’t let that stop us. On the way to the bridge I could here the enemy over and over saying, “You will be stopped.” I just grinned because who can stop God. Sometimes you just have to call the devil’s bluff. I’m sure the wind with the rain and cold was his best try but we went on. The three of us hovered under one umbrella at the bridge getting soaked. The pain and suffering of the centuries was overwhelming and I was sobbing big time. But when I looked up so were the Pastor and Christian. There was no way to lean over the bridge and let our tears fall in the River because of the way the bridge was made so I grabbed the tissues from my pocket and wiped my eyes and their eyes and then threw it in the river. It was a very powerful moment of taking the blood, pain and tears out of the enemy’s hands and returning it to the Lord so the enemy couldn’t use it as a power source. Of course this made the enemy angry to say the least.

 

The Lord said we were also to restore the bridge (which is broken in two) in the spirit realm. Suddenly I could hear the Dragon talking like this:

First he made strange sounds – sort of like a submarine under water. I was overhearing the Dragon’s conversation with the Lord.

Dragon, “You know this cannot be – and you know why.

Lord: Objection Overruled

Dragon: It is not permitted.

Lord: Objection Overruled

Dragon: This must not be.

Lord: All objections overruled. Let it happen.

 

I had no part in this conversation but I knew it was the prayers of the saints that moved the hand of the Lord to overrule the enemy and his legal rights in this situation. What those legal rights were I don’t know. The prayers of the saints never die. When we learn to link our prayers with the prayers and sacrifices of those who have gone before us, it is much more powerful.

 

We also knew that before we went to the spots where the rivers met there had to be reconciliation between Lemay and Mante La Jolie. We had Christian from the Lemay side and a pastor’s wife from the Mante La Jolie side. The intensity of the moment was beyond what we could have expected. I cannot begin to express it. There was repentance on both sides, forgiveness and reconciliation. It was amazing and very powerful. We found in the 900’s a countess who owned the area gave all of Mante and Lemay and its people to Mary. Mary of the Catholic Church owned the people by this statement that had never been retracted. This was a serious curse we had to break.

 

The Lord had me on a hunt for the decree made by Henry IV in 1594. This was the decree the Lord said I needed to break. This turned out to be the time that Henry IV finally got the Pope to accept him so he could become king, (he had been denied 4-5 times) if he would do penance for being a protestant and give France to Mary. Of course he became a catholic to keep the peace but that wasn’t all he did. He gave France to Mary and the Catholic Church. Not just the country but the people were owned by Mary. That’s harsh. It turned out the first place we needed to go was called the Gateway of Henry IV. This was a portal of France and Paris that had been given to the enemy because of his decree to the Pope. [The Lord warned me that there was one person that planned to come with us that wasn’t supposed to and the Lord worked that out peacefully. They would organize the backup prayer for us.]

 

We had a meeting with several of the pastors of the area to explain what the Lord was saying and doing in their area. Most were supportive but not all. Pastor Françoise decided to go with us. The Lord touched him in a mighty way delivering him from the trauma inherited from his ancestors. It had caused depression and other difficulties. Though his ancestry was good, he did not want to keep their trauma. So we were able to break the memories off him, which were not his and the trauma they held, without removing his heritage. This often has to be done for Jewish people. He was set free – not of a demon – but of inherited trauma. He showed me later the ring of his ancestors who had fought for the Protestants in the religious wars. He wanted to go with us and because he spoke English, this was a great help.

 

I didn’t realize it was such a long drive to the East side of Paris where the Marne River met the Seine.  The Lord told me that we would need to, by decree of the Lord God Almighty, break the decree of Henry IV. Then we were to turn the portal (gateway) that was turned to face Paris to Rome – instead of Heaven to Earth. Then unlock the gateway and release the angel. Angel’s assigned to people groups can be restrained by decrees and legal choices of that people group. Daniel’s angel had to fight through the Prince of Persia to reach him. A people group totally given to fight Christianity as France was, especially in the 1700’s would reach this point.

 

We found the spot. It was a bit more public than I had hoped it would be. In the battle we could tell when the gate was turned and opened and when the angel was released. There was a great relief and peace that came over all of us. Pastor Yves held the original key because of being part Akkadian (which the Lord revealed) and Christian represented the persecuted French church. An interesting note that when the angel was released he thanked me and assured me he would go with us from there to fight for us.

 

To travel to the west side beyond Mante La Jolie to arrive at the place where the L’Oise and the Seine meet was far and it was already dark when we got there. The Lord strictly warned me this battle would not be the same and not to assume it would be. We arrived at the spot and I could feel the confusion in my mind. The attack. We began to worship as the Lord directed, which helped. Suddenly I saw that this was like a giant toilet. It was called in ancient times the Frontier because the land beyond that point belonged to the Brits (I think) and not to France. They were Celtic and constantly fighting France. From the north – Belgium’s spiritual and physical corruption flowed. It was full of bloodshed, and every vile thing; from Spain decrees that caused bloodshed (from the crusades to the killing of Protestants); from Rome the idolatry and corruption and from the Celtics witchcraft and human sacrifices. It all poured into this spot. No wonder this was a spot of major power for the enemy.

 

We began to decree the decree of the Lord concerning these things. We commanded the idolatry and corruption of the Romans to go back to Rome. We commanded the bloodshed and decrees of Spain to go back to Spain, we weren’t going to take them any more. We commanded the defilement and corruption, the bloodshed of Belgium to be cut off and filtered and to return, as well as the witchcraft of the Celtics. We cleaned house and repented of the sins and the blood in the land. Then we could address the gateway and turn it (as we had the other one) and unlock it. It was much harder to unlock. The Lord had us lay keys on the rock wall in front of us a symbols of our authority keys Isaiah 22:22 to unlock this gateway and restore it to the Lord.

 

Suddenly I saw a beam of bright light coming from heaven. It began to grow bigger and get brighter and brighter. Now it was wide and opening like a door. At first I thought it was the Lord coming to help in the battle. But something in me knew it wasn’t. I waited. Then I heard a female voice say, “Why are you disturbing my waters?” I knew I was in great danger if I responded or interacted with her (which later I discerned to be Cybele). I turned my head and stated over and over, “I only have eyes for you Lord, I only have ears for you Lord Jesus. I do not respond. I do not respond. I do not respond.” This lasted a few minutes until finally the light began to fade and disappear. I know if I had interacted with her I would have been drawn into big trouble. We mustn’t talk with demons.

 

It was so bright and clear to me but the others saw nothing. One of them saw a light but not the intensity that I saw. Several heard a whisper of a threat, ‘why do you disturb my waters.’ This was not easy stuff. I could tell the team was affected a bit. We continued and released the angel called the Frontier Angel. This time the others did not sense when the angel was released. When I asked them what they felt, they simply felt nothing. No directives or battle, just nothing. This was indication of two things, the battle there was over, and the enemy well known for affecting the mind was hindering. It was late. We were tired but we knew we needed to continue and finish the battle. But I have to admit I was having trouble thinking straight.

 

Suddenly the two angels came and assured us they would help us. They looked very much like twins and they looked very much like the angel that was released two years before in Vichy. This amazed me. “We are 3 brothers.” The angels said. “How can angels be brothers when they have no parents?” I asked. “That makes no sense.” “None the less we are.” They stated happily, “and we are all from Vichy.”  What could that mean. Why would the angels of France originate in Vichy? I determined to keep this in mind, perhaps this would be important to know when I battled in Vichy. It amazed me and I still don’t have all the answers to it.

 

We went to the bridge in Lemay again to finish the battle. It was cold and windy and we were all having trouble focusing but we did what we thought we were supposed to do quickly and went home. But something didn’t see right. The next day was nothing but trouble. Different member of the church were stirred up with problems. It was too much to be coincidence. There was trouble everywhere. Was this retaliation? I myself had been attacked all night. Finally I broke through in prayer long enough for the Lord to tell me “You didn’t lock down the dragon, and shut the eye of the devil in the middle of the river, which was the final step. So he is able to strike back and is spewing corruption and trouble on the people.”

 

I was so shocked. How could we forget something so simple? But we had. I quickly got in touch with the others and told them we needed to take care of this right away before this went any further. This pastor was overwhelmed with calls of problems and situations. I knew this was the enemy’s warfare. My mind was as though in a fog. We repented of not doing it in the proper order and went back and shut the gate and close the eye of the devil as we were supposed to. This was one place the enemy was trying to accumulate so much blood and trauma that he would be able to eventually open a gateway to hell to spew evil. But we shut it down as the Lord directed and that will not happen.

 

The Lord directed us to put salt in the middle of the water. Salt stops the demonic flow of blood and makes a statement of the eternal unbreakable covenant of God. It is just a symbol of what the Lord was doing. The only way to get the salt that far into the middle of the river was to leave it in the container and throw the container into the middle of the river. The middle in the spirit realm looked like a giant glowing dragon eye. Salt in his eye. That had to hurt.

 

Finally things calmed back down and everything was okay. This warfare is serious and affects many people. This is why we need your prayers so very much when we are fighting these battles. It is serious stuff. We celebrated a glorious victory. Thank you so much for your prayers. Though there are many other battles in this area, this will make a major difference in this area. This area was well known for churches shutting down, not making it, struggling because of trouble and oppression but now there will be a great difference and a release and this will lead to many people getting saved and staying saved.

 

I went with a Pastor’s wife from Mauritius that lived on the Mante La Jolie side. She wanted me to pray over her home. When we got to her house it was like a condo on a little lake. She said she often hears sounds like huge splashes in the middle of the night and other sounds from the lake and feels strange things from the lake. Could I please walk around the lake and see what I feel. So we did. I told her we would not discover what was in the lake until we reached the far side, which was directly opposite of her house. There I began to see a place of origin for the entire area. The lake was an ancient place of origin. I could see the place before there was a lake there and told her the lake itself was very recent, which she told me yes it was. It was full of green slim and corruption, which goes with the spirits of Cybele and Ishtar.

 

The place originally had a spring of water bubbling up. The ancient nomadic people found it and thought it was very amazing. There they built an earthen altar around it like this ∏. This surprised me because altars are usually made of rock. It was open on two sides, closed on two sides, as though aiming the power source. They worshiped there with sacrifices and crystals. It is a place protected by a powerful guardian. It was a place the nomadic tribes used to come to hear from the gods. So this place became known as the place to hear from the gods – which is the meaning of Mante.

 

It is guarded by a guardian that is very powerful. I told her that her worship and prayers hurt the guardian and so he stirs up much trouble against her and wants to kill her. She has had several unusual accidents since she moved there; one being just a couple of days before when she was almost run down by a car. Under ground there are caverns and caves and tunnels that link things. This lake is the center point for 5 things, so it is like a hub, linking through the waterways and underground streams and rivers. I gave her all of my notes, so I do not remember what the 5 things were but it was the major sources of demonic power in the area and she was in the middle of it. She began to have pains in her stomach and I told her to get back on the walkway away from the lake because the keeper of the lake wants to suck her in. The keeper then spoke to me and said, “Why do you bother me, I know you are not assigned to me. I do not attack you. But she (the Pastor’s wife) is assigned to me and I will attack her. She hurts me.” This was said several times.

 

Unfortunately he was right. I was not assigned, at least not this time. But I could lay out the battle plan and strategy for them and show them who the enemy was, what he was doing, and why they were in the middle of his plans and what they needed to do moving forward. I felt the Lord had moved them there to help stop this hub of power. We could even see where the witches of the area had moved huge ancient rocks trying to aim the power flow to a place more convenient for them but it didn’t work. The Pastor’s wife is a prayer warrior, she will fight and God will prevail. But what happened next – who could ever guess.

 

So the Pastor’s wife asked me to take just a moment and go pray over their church on the way back to Pastor Yves. We were limited on time so we were trying to be careful. [Of course those of you who know me well know pray and quickly don’t go together at all with me – so I had to laugh.] As we walked through the church I knew we had to go through a certain door that led to the fellowship hall. Then I saw another door that led outside. What we need to find out is just outside this door I stated. But the door was blocked and locked so we would have to go around. Through the small window in this door I could see in the spirit what I had already been hearing, children playing on a playground. One little girl, probably around 8 years old I would say, was very cute with long light brown soft curly hair. She told the others, “she (meaning me) has come because of our prayers. We are not here we are in heaven but our prayers are still her. She has come because of our prayers.”

 

When we finally went outside I was anxious to see what this meant. I could see the children were not well taken care of. Then finally I understood. This was a prison orphanage. The parent’s crime had been to be Protestants. The moms were dead or in prison, the dads were dead or at the boats on the galleys rowing long hard hours. The children had been herded into this orphanage. They were forbidden to prophecy but they refused to stop. So they were beaten, abused and starved. Finally they decided to make it a game. They ran and laughed and played and prophesied as they played so the guards wouldn’t know. Often I could see up close the hallowed eyes of a child begging for food unable to comprehend why they were not fed. The suffering was intense. It was very sad. These children were very anointed and spent much of their time in prayer.

 

I knew there was a plot of ground behind us. This was now an unused garden plot. “In the far corner of this plot by a tree we will find a spiritual well of their prayers.” I said.  We walked over to the corner to where the tree was. The tree there now was small but when the children were there a large tree had been there. I told her you must stand here and you will receive an anointing from their prayers. I warned it her it would be overwhelming. She calmly walked to stand on the spot I had indicated. Suddenly she said bolts of electricity began to shoot through her. It was more than she could cope with; she was being electrocuted by the anointing. I saw the trauma, the pain and the intense sorrow of the children. I told her she must separate the trauma from the anointing because it is mixed. Of course at that moment she couldn’t do that but I reminded her later and we prayed to break the trauma off her. Any time you come here to draw from this well of prayers and anointing you must remove the trauma or you will have trouble.

 

Wave after wave swept over her for a long time until finally I grew concerned for her safety and the Lord said that was enough. It was like breaking someone’s hand away from holding an electrical wire. We had to help her go to a place where she could sit. She just kept saying over and over, “What have you done to me?” “What did you do to me?” I assured her I did nothing. It took some time for her to be about her senses again. She was at first thinking we would simply have to take her home but she was finally calm enough to continue with us. I told her she must have an orphanage there for Christian children, special children. She then told me that both she and her husband, the pastor, were public school teachers and had always felt they would have a call to children somehow. This special school would encourage children in the anointing, which is something she has desired to do.

 

I am sure it seems that I have written much about this area but it is nothing compared to all that was revealed and that happened. The healings and a few of the testimonies will be in the first part of the newsletter. It was a God assignment. The enemy really tried to keep me from going and the main thing he used to try to stop me was finances. Please partner with me to keep that from happening again. I know the Lord who sends me doesn’t want me hindered or bogged down because of finances but the Lord moves through His people. Please be sensitive to the Lord’s dealings in this area.

 

I went by train to Vichy. It was a completely different battle there. I worked with my beloved friend Pastor Monique and her husband Bernard. Her son Jerome was very helpful as well. The first thing the Lord showed me during a prayer time at their church was confusing to me. I saw that the ancient people of the area (probably the Druids) used to worship the Sun. At that time they would go to the top of a hill and there they would sacrifice a young pregnant girl to the Sun god and ask for him to send fire (demonic fire) from the sky. This Sun god would often then send lightning that would go into the rocks for storage and deep into the earth into what I later found to be water and a deep chasm.

 

There was a road that was a dirt road but since I was looking back on ancient things that occurred in ancient times it didn’t occur to me that the road might not be a dirt road now. The directive of the Lord was to find this place and shut it down. We were to find the place of the fire rocks. I had to admit I felt silly even saying that, fire rocks. Where would we find such things? The other thing the Lord had told me was to find the place where the water stopped and then out from there went in several directions. These riddles and pieces of puzzle are not unusual. I am not sure why things are that way but it usually is that way and discovering what to do and where to do it is often the biggest part of the battle. The last thing the Lord told me was an ancient place where they had just built something new. I thought the Lord was drawing a giant triangle, because I knew it was a triangle of power that we had to stop, but in actuality it was only a couple of blocks in size, if even that.

 

At the church I had seen part of a mountain in the spirit that had come into the church until it covered most of the stage area. This is the evil growing in the area and it was affecting all of the ministries in the area. The Lord said these demonic people had begun the sacrifices again (using girls from out of the country smuggled in). They are doing this to accumulate power.

 

Later when we told Jerome about these puzzle pieces he had some ideas of where to start. He told us the main city park was called the park of the Sun and that in Roman times there had been a huge hotel called the hotel of the Sun. This would indicate the worship of the Sun that I saw. When we went to the park he told us to look for a huge tall rock. I believe this rock was part of an Asherah and was taken from the volcanic mountains some miles away. It was intended to link the area to the demonic mountains for the purpose of increased power. The tall rock with its surrounding rocks were very demonic and was one of the points of the triangle for sure (especially being in the park of the Sun.)

 

The next stop was the place of something ancient and something new just built. This was the university just across the street and the building just across the street had been built very recently. The enemy would of course love to propagate his evil into a university. In this corner by the university were some cliffs. We walked up to them for a closer look. The cliffs were melted in layers, like they had been hit by lightning again and again. I had never seen anything like it. They looked like melted icing but burnt. I knew it wasn’t volcanic (though there were indication of volcanic activity in ancient times) because other cliffs not far away were not melted. If it were all volcanic they would all be melted. These were the fire rocks the Lord told us to find. This was the second point of the triangle

 

Then to the water that stops and then starts again going in several directions. I was really stumped by this one but praise God Jerome wasn’t. There was an ancient source of mineral water that comes up from a deep crevice in the rock. It is very hot, indicating volcanic activity deep in the earth and the pressure causes the water to rise. It is supposed to be very medicinal and there have been hot water spas there as long as recorded history, well before Roman times. But the water is also very demonic. There are several legends of the waters being defiled and the gods cursing them. The water used to only go to this one spot but after a tremor of some sort many years ago the water was divided from that one spot and from there went to several fountains. This is exactly what the Lord described a place where the water stopped and started again in several directions.

 

The rocks behind the first water source were also melted as though hit with lightning many times. It was evident that the rocks were to hold the power and it was to go down into the water source as well. People still come from far away to drink this special cursed water. The Lord said the enemy is trying to call in a great earthquake to cause the hell connection (the deep crevice the hot mineral water comes up through) to go much deeper. This would spew much evil on the earth and give these demonic people much power. The Lord said, “This earthquake must not happen.” Part of what we are doing is to prevent this earthquake from happening. It is not time. This is why they started the sacrifices again – to accumulate the power to cause the earthquake. In the spirit Vichy is covered in a black oil that makes it slippery and causes, especially new Christians to slip and fall. It cannot be washed away because it comes from the mountains - it must be burned off by the holy fire of God.

 

The Lord said not to neglect the River and where it connects. I was to look at the map and see a smaller river connecting into the bigger River Allier. This smaller river comes from the mountains; it is full of demonic defilement. In one dream Jerome had it was full of demonic insects and we saw these insects everywhere. Then in a vision I saw an ancient old man guarding a gateway under a bridge a few blocks from the connection of the two rivers. He said to me, “Who are you?” and I answered, “I am the servant of the Most High God.” Then he began to tremble and shake very much in fear. Finally he said, “I still cannot let you in.” Then in the vision I answered, “I do not want in but I want to know what you are hiding.” Then the vision was over.

 

Several times I saw a very animal like dirty girl associated with the mountain where the water came from. They were not Druid or Roman; they were some nomadic tribes that were very evil. We found the place the Lord showed me in the vision. You could feel the demonic flow from the water. I saw the gatekeeper like in the vision and asked him what he was hiding. He was hiding the Gateway to France. Somehow things are done in the demonic to give power to the people who rule France from Vichy; there is a direct connection. Also the origins of France start at Vichy. I don’t understand all of the details of that but that is why Vichy is so strategic.

 

We also prayed and cut off the power of the blood of young girls in the waters of the river. This was something the pastor had to pray because she was from this area and her prayers were legal. It was very powerful and overwhelming. That night and the next day I kept seeing insects in the spirit in my room and rebuking them. Then the next morning I saw a giant wasp. I rebuked it and saw it leave but suddenly I began to hear something buzzing around in the natural. The windows were closed, what could have come in so quickly. There by the head of my bed was a large wasp. It was not spirit, it was physical but it had come from that spirit. I started to try to kill it but the Lord said, “Don’t touch it – it will sting you. I will kill it.” I was relieved to hear that the Lord would do it. I had a couple of sips of tea left in my teacup and within a couple of minutes the wasp was in that tea drowning. The Lord told me to flush it down the toilet so I did. There were a couple of other times the insect I saw in the spirit materialized to the natural. The spirits from the mountain were pure corruption.

 

The witchcraft in Vichy is aggressive. They had found a way to enter the church and curse it and we had to remove it. They sent witches in undercover as Christians to cause trouble and they were discovered and removed some time ago. Be we began to see attacks that had come onto the Pastor’s property, so we were praying over the property. I saw in the spirit that a couple of years previous someone had put something over the edge of the wall by the gate. So I walked over that way to see if I could tell anything. There was a small bottle half in the dirt and I knew this was what they put the curse in and tossed it over the wall. I picked it up and showed the pastor. She took her shoe to remove some of the dirt and a paper that had been folded and put inside came out. That paper held the curse. It was wet now and the words were gone. We broke that curse and others that we saw.

 

Because this enemy was trying to cause lightning to accumulate power to make an earthquake I knew there would be demonic storms. I told her that this enemy moves strongly in the wind and that they probably, especially in the last few years, have felt super strong demonic winds and this was true. So we had to be very careful in our prayers to block the powers and emissions of the air. 

 

 In vision I saw a man in a red robe with a hood and long white sash. He was dark skinned but it didn’t seem natural. I think he was normally white skinned but something burned his skin and made it dark. His eyes were piercing black and his beard and hair were grizzled gray and very bushy. His name was Andronicus (which means man-conquering), this name is also associated with horrible atrocities. He is the demonic spirit from the Druids that was awakened by the recent sacrifices. But he is angry about it. He doesn’t think the people who woke him have enough power to do what needs to be done.

 

They think they awoke him and they can contain him and use his powers but it is like containing a volcano. They want to use his powers for personal gain but he hates them and when his purpose is served he will kill them. He also wants to make the crack deeper because if he can connect the crack to hell he can remain. But he doesn’t agree with their plan. Division in the enemy camp is important. The Lord showed me that this entire area is connected with underground caverns, which I found was true. The main activities are now in these tunnels and passageways. They connect strategic points.HHH

 

When it came time to do what the Lord directed, which was to basically to draw a spirit line by the blood of Jesus around these points so the enemy can’t connect them and to drain the power and cut it off, I was surprised to find the park area was now crowded. I was concerned at first but the Lord said it was better for us because the enemy wouldn’t know who was attacking him. We put scripture in strategic places and a white stone down the crevice that made the statement the Lord would shut down that water source and seal off that crevice. We walked the road in prayer to further sever the connections.

 

By the time we were done there was a buzz in the spirit realm above us about who had taken their power. We made a hasty retreat. The enemy was in an uproar and couldn’t figure out who took his power. The next day a huge ugly demon came into my room. I was about to rebuke him but the Lord told me to be very still and not look at him. After a few minutes the demon left. The Lord then told me the demonic spirits were visiting all Christians to find out who took their power. They knew the one who took the power would see them and would attack. So the Lord in His wisdom told me not to look and not to reply. In this manner the enemy couldn’t discern that we were the ones. Praise God for His wisdom.

 

The enemy was stirred up and we could feel it. Later as I went to my room for a few minutes I heard a crashing sound and then in the spirit I saw this wind come up and something push the pastor down to the ground hard. It was so real that I listened to see if I could hear anything else but I didn’t so I thought it must just be a strange thought. Later when I came down the pastor had a bandaged finger and told me something pushed her down hard. There was no reason to fall, it was like something pushed her. Then I felt terrible that I had not come when I saw it in the spirit to help. I should know better than to explain things away.

 

There was much more in Vichy. The Lord revealed much to the Pastor and her son Jerome in dreams and we often stayed up very late discussing it. The important thing is there will be no earthquake and the enemy that was awakened will sleep again because of the loss of power to hold him. Praise the Lord. And they know how to continue the battles for Vichy.

 

 

Rome is definitely not one of my favorite places to be but the people that have become my dear friends there are well worth the trip. They are precious warriors in a very difficult assignment. Pastor Jacques and his family and church are people of fasting and prayer that I really appreciate. I rented a car for this part of the trip. That was long hours of driving but the Lord protected me.

 

I already had two assignments for the Vatican and a 3^rd was revealed. Break the decree that connects the Vatican to France and gives France to Mary; Stop the decree from happening that the Pope will state something that will cause an attack on Israel and the third was a great puzzle concerning a decree that would hurt the children. [These decrees can only come from the Lord. But when we decree His decree by His Holy Spirit nothing can stand against it.]

 

As I was driving to Rome I saw a vision. In this vision there was a tall skinny building made of small light colored stones. It had one narrow window in the top and a round aqueduct sort of opening in the bottom, in front of it was a cobblestone area. I thought it might have to do with some river based on the looks but it didn’t. In the vision the children came, they were carrying a large dead fish. They placed the fish on the cobblestones and stepped back. I remember the fish was large and had a white belly. The Lord said it stood for the innocence of the children. Suddenly this large demonic hand came up through the cobblestones and took the fish below. After a few minutes the hand returned and scattered some coins, which the children ran and gathered. One of the children turned to me and said; “we don’t want to do this, so we make it a game. It’s what we have to do.” I knew that some decree had been made that allowed this demon to harm the children and in return give them a little bit of money and then say it is for the good of the children.

 

When I talked to Pastor Jacques and the others there and asked them two things, how to find this place and did they know what the vision meant. They said the children were the children of the Congo and that they go into the holes in the ground, very dangerous and bring out gold and diamonds and in return receive coins. There is also much child prostitution and other things. Most of the people who do these things to the children are from Europe. This pastor in Rome and most of his church are from the Congo.

 

But as for finding the building no one knew where it was. I remembered that in the vision I went and stood where the hand came up to decree the decree of the Lord and the Lord told me you are not supposed to there but I will get you there. Every time we drove through Rome I kept an eye out for this building. Finally when we went to decree the decrees in the Vatican I felt this building was there but I didn’t see it. Then the Lord told me it is on the backside of the Vatican. Pastor told me I am not permitted to go there. We drove around but all we could see was the high security wall. I told the pastor I have to get in there. But he said it is not possible.

 

Especially since the Pope made that statement about Islam being a religion of hate and murder and the Islamic people had retaliated and threatened the Pope, the security was very high. But I knew the Lord would get us in. Finally he said perhaps he could tell them he needed to go to the Pharmacy there. But he knew they would interrogate him and insist on seeing the prescription and when there was none we would all be in trouble. We did need to go to the Pharmacy – to get in. He didn’t say he had a prescription. He was very nervous as this could cause a big problem but he drove to the back entrance. The guard told him this was a restricted area and the pastor told him he needed to go to the Pharmacy. The guard asked, “Where are you from?” Pastor said, “Congo.” The guard thought that was interesting and waved him on.

 

It was a miracle we were in. I was told this was impossible. There were three parking lots, like the outer one, the inside one and the small inmost one. The outer one was not it. We drove to the inside one, everyone getting nervous but I knew we would find the place. I still did not see the building but felt strongly it was in the inmost parking lot. Pastor parked the car. You are not permitted in there, I was told. Good that must be it. So I headed off almost running in that direction. I was anxious to see this building I had seen in the vision. I ran through the opening and there to my left was the building I had seen in the vision. Lydia came running to tell me the guards were watching and no one is allowed in this area at all. Good I told her that means this is the right spot. We stepped just outside the doorway to pray.

 

I waited for the decree of the Lord to rise up within me but nothing happened. “Lord,” I said, “we are in breach of security, we can’t stay here long.” Then the Lord told me I couldn’t do it. What? You got me this far and I can’t do it? He said the decree must come from someone from the Congo to carry the legal authority it needed. So I ran and got the pastor and explain the situation to him and he prayed. He is a powerful prayer warrior and I felt the power of his prayers. We were all relieved to have that assignment done and to be leaving without handcuffs. It was just like the Lord had shown me, off limits but He got me there anyway. Praise God.

 

In the discussions about Sargon we explained why the southern most tip of Italy was important. I didn’t realize that it was a 7-8 hour drive one way and by the time I realized that it was that far it was late in the afternoon of the last day. There was no time left for me to go personally. The Lord told me to find a pastor in the area that we could delegate this assignment to. Pastor Jacques helped me contact someone and by the grace of God they spoke good English. I was able to explain to them what the situation was and what needed to be done and he will see to it that it happens in a reasonable time frame. First they are to bury a knife on that spot and state the connection from Babylon and the spirit of Sargon to Italy is cut. Then take an egg and crush it stating that the mother spirit, Babylon sent her egg Sargon to take root and build another Babylon but we do not receive that off shoot seed of Babylon, we crush it. There were some basics but the legal statements must be made soon.

 

The enemy was stirred up and angry to say the least. The Lord warned me the enemy was going to try to kill me. As I was driving through northern Italy the Lord asked me, “What do you see in the spirit?” “I see a black tunnel.” I said. “What do you think that means?” the Lord asked. “I think that means the enemy is going to try to kill me.” I replied. “What will you do about it?” The Lord asked.  “I will tell you and you will do something.” I replied. “No,” the Lord said, “I gave the dominion and authority to you, legislate. You need to do something to make this go away.”

 

So I began to decree the word of God and to pray in the spirit for some time until the tunnel disappeared. Not long after that I was driving very fast with a semi-truck on one side and cars behind me, when suddenly with no explanation that I could see, my lane was gone. There was a concrete wall there and no where to go. This was it. I calmly said, “Lord you have to do it.” Or something like that. Then suddenly I’m not sure how I was behind the semi-truck and I was okay. I wondered what would have happened if I had not been alerted to legislate for the Lord. These guys play hardball, this situation happened again a few hours down the road but this time it was dark. I knew the Lord would protect me but I spent a lot of my travel time in prayer.

 

Even back in the USA the enemy was at work. I felt a danger and began to pray and decree. Suddenly the semi-truck next to me began to move over into my lane as though I wasn’t there. The Lord again helped me. There were several other lesser incidents. The battle of course doesn’t stop just because you go home. But it does stop and I did make it home safe and sound and I’m thanking the Lord for it profusely. This enemy has attacked in several ways since then but I have the authority to stand and refuse it. I know it also makes the enemy very angry that I document these things to help others in their battles but the Lord said do it and I do it without fear. People need to understand the battles and the origins. I can’t write everything. It is just too much but I pray what I am sharing helps you in your battles or you can get it into the hands of someone who is fighting battles for Europe or needs to know these things. 

 

I thank you for your prayers. Now I will concentrate on my daughter having twins. Please keep me in prayer to stop all retaliation. I don’t want to give the devil the PR to describe the attacks but I covet your prayers and they are less than nothing in the sight of the Lord. A few scrapes and bruises are nothing compared to what the Lord accomplished. I love you and I thank you. Please let me hear from you.