You don’t have to play along, but I’m declaring for you folks what God is doing in my life right now.
By now I hope you’ve read the companion post for this on the other blog (that blog is gone). Here I’m going to be more specific on certain points.
I refer you to Daniel’s prophecy, written by the young Hebrew nobleman God loaned to Babylon and Medo-Persia. The Babylonian dynasty declined horribly and ended up completely degraded under the leadership of Belshazzar. There was that moment when a disembodied hand wrote on the wall: מנא מנא תקל ופרסין — MENE, MENE, TEKEL, UPHARSIN. In typical ANE fashion, it was a play on words based on Hebrew currency. It required understanding the Hebrew habit of leaving out the vowels to the words they wrote, and then understanding the ritual symbolism behind Hebrew prophecies. The first word is derived from mina (60 shekels), which also means “numbered” while tekel (shekel) also means weighed. The last word is a conjugation of peres means “divided,” which refers to a pair of half-coins (there was a common practice of cutting precious metal coins in half) and is a play on the Hebrew word for “Persia,” referring to it as a double kingdom (Media and Persia).
While his general was a Mede named Darius, the ruler of the Medo-Persian Empire was Cyrus. He ordered that the Judeans (along with other captive nations) should be allowed to return to their homeland and rebuild their temple. Cyrus was not a convert to Hebrew religion, but was apparently a heart-led man who made room in his reckoning for the Covenant of Moses as valid for the Hebrew people.
Babylon is fallen again; you and I languish in Babylon today. We’ve been oppressed and kept from our divine heritage for a long time. We need a Cyrus to conquer this Babylon and deliver us. Granted, the application of that parable can vary widely, but the parable still stands. While I’m hardly qualified to play the role of Daniel in this, I’m quite willing to do something similar if someone rises up to resist this degrading and insane oppression under which we live.
We need someone who will resist the quarantines, the BLM/Antifa takeover, and a lot of other nonsense. If you and I resist alone, our witness will be extinguished; no one will ever notice. But if the Lord sends someone sympathetic to our plight, someone with sufficient charisma to move millions to resist this tyranny, we have some hope of restoring a heart-led faith to this country.
In the foreseeable future, I will make it part of my daily prayer time to lift up the call for a Cyrus. Indeed, it will be a primary focus every time I pray, and I expect to spend a lot of time in prayer. I have experience with this in moving vast mountains in the past, so I know how to do this. I’m asking you to join me and experience the miraculous power of seeking the Lord’s presence for something so big.
“Babylon is fallen again; you and I languish in Babylon today. We’ve been oppressed and kept from our divine heritage for a long time.”
Interesting observation. We usually think of “oppression” as some kind of slavery or suffering under imperialism. The worst kind of oppression is the kind you mention. It’s been happening a long time and we dont know it’s even happened.