The delayed calling, part 4

On May 10, 1987 the Lord told me to get into my car and start driving. I did so, and he then said, “Go to Newport, turn left, go four blocks, and turn right.” Newport was a small town about 20 miles from my house. I followed His instructions and turned into the parking lot of a restaurant.

I went into the restaurant and ordered something to drink. Then I pulled out my notebook and asked God, “Okay, what is it that You want to tell me?”

He then proceeded to tell me that Arkansas Governor Bill Clinton was going to become president and that his running mate would be from the South, who would at first oppose him and then join forces with him. I was told that Clinton would be the so-called “beast man” that the Net of Prayer had discerned as early as 1981.

At that point no one knew who this “beast man” was. The only physical description that we had was that he was “baby-faced.” Those who remember Clinton in those days know that he had a very boyish face.

The Lord also said cryptically that “the beast attacks on July 14.” I assumed that this meant he would announce his candidacy for president on that date, since the next elections were to be held the following year (1988). Instead, on July 14 he announced that he had decided NOT to run for president. This puzzled me, until I received more discernment.

Hurricane Gloria (September 27, 1985)

Nearly two years before this revelation about Bill Clinton, the “beast” attacked on September 2, 1985. Prayer calls were issued to various churches, all of whom rejected them. On Sunday, September 15 Chuck was passing out flyers in a church parking lot when an usher told him to stop. The usher did not realize that at that moment he was the spokesman for the church on a much larger scale than he could possibly comprehend. In his spiritual role as the unintentional Church spokesman, he told us that the Church as a whole had again rejected the call to prayer.

On September 22, 1985, Hurricane Gloria formed in the Atlantic and began to move north toward the East Coast of America. It appeared to be heading toward Washington D.C.

I recall having what I called a “cameo vision” some time before Gloria had formed, where I had seen what looked like a large dark coin or cameo with the picture of a horseman with a raised sword. It was moving into Washington D.C. from the Atlantic. We understood from this that the “beast man” was going to make an attempt to become president, so the NOP put a “prayer block” along the coast to prevent this from happening.

Gloria moved up the coast, hit Cape Hatteras, NC on September 27, 1985 with 135 mph winds, and continued toward Washington. It then suddenly turned east, swung around Washington, and hit New York City instead. We were successful in stopping the beast’s attack on Washington, but it simply hit an alternative target that we were unable to prevent. The Saul Church still ruled in those days, and the authority of “David” was still limited.

The significance of Gloria hitting New York City may have something to do with the financial condition of the nation. On September 16, 1985 America officially became a debtor nation for the first time in history. In other words, the country owed more to other nations than they owed America. This date was also the feast of Trumpets that year.

The prayer block that we had put in place to keep the beast from taking Washington prevented Bill Clinton from announcing his presidential candidacy in the next election. He had to wait four more years.

To understand how this story ended, we must skip ahead to the hurricane that hit in 1989, which prepared the way for Bill Clinton to become president in the next election (1992).

Hurricane Hugo (September 21, 1989)

On the night of September 21/22, 1989 Hurricane Hugo struck Charleston, SC with 135 mph winds. Hugo came ashore and moved inland before hitting Washington from the southwest. In doing so, Hugo avoided our prayer block on the Atlantic side.

I made a trip to North Carolina, where I had been asked to teach a home group. I arrived the day after Hugo on September 22. I realized then that God had not allowed me to get there in time to deal with Hugo. In fact, I now see that I was incapable of dealing with it, because I was in the final days of my time of disobedience in the Net of Prayer. (I would resign on October 16.)

At the time, we did not know fully what this would mean, nor had we yet connected Hugo with Gloria. But in 1992 there were three presidential candidates: The incumbent, President George Bush, Sr., Bill Clinton, and Ross Perot. Perot siphoned off enough votes from Bush to give Clinton the win with just 43 percent of the vote.

In other words, the beast man got into Washington through the back door, so to speak. We then knew the significance of Hurricane Hugo. Clinton’s election brought America under the dominion of Ahab and Jezebel, as we—and many others—also discerned.

Egyptian Bondage (1987-1989)

By remaining in the Net of Prayer beyond my allotted time, I soon was back in a calling that was not mine—or no longer mine. In that sense, my situation was similar to what happened in 1981 when I had become a pastor when I was actually called as a teacher. This put me on Cursed Time for three cycles of 414 days.

The word of the Lord was that if I did not leave the NOP, I would have to move away from Batesville, AR. This happened a year later. I travelled with Chuck on a ministry trip in August 1987 for two weeks, and as a result, when I arrived home, I lost my job in Batesville. I had to find work elsewhere.

I worked for two months at a printshop in Jonesboro, AR, which was more than an hour’s drive from my house. I recall one day a customer talking about the big stock market crash that had just occurred. The Dow had dropped 187 points on October 16, 1987. I learned later that this was the reason the government established the “Plunge Protection Team,” manipulating the markets to the present day.

I was unable to earn enough money at the Jonesboro printshop to support my family, so I soon found a job in Memphis that paid more money. We moved to Memphis on November 29, 1987, and this began my two-year time of bondage to “Egypt.” Memphis was my “Egypt.”

My time in Memphis was the best of times and the worst of times. I could never hold a job for more than a few months. I was receiving unemployment compensation at least half the time (less than $200 per week). It was not nearly enough to pay expenses, and I often found myself with no money to pay the rent at the beginning of each month.

Yet somehow God provided for our needs. In fact, I never saw so many miracles of provision as I did in those days of “bondage.” Truly, God never leaves us nor forsakes us, in spite of our childish disobedience. He understands our spiritual immaturity and treats us as His children. I learned that Cursed Time is difficult but does not mean that God forsakes us. If anything, He increases His personal attention to train us in obedience.