Go to the City Gate

I got word this week that some people had set up a tent city at city hall here in Kansas City. The first words out of my mouth to that information was, “Not in my city!” This morning I went right to their camp on the steps of city hall with shofar in hand.

I entered from the top of the steps and went down into the camp not knowing this was a backdoor entrance, for they have three gatekeepers at the front door. I was stopped by a young adult age man who had a vest on that said, witness and he carried a clip board. He welcomed me and then said I can’t take pictures of people’s faces without permission and I was not allowed to walk about the tent camp.

I said to him, you’re telling me I can’t walk on my cities property because the squatters now claim it’s their’s? He said I am not commanding you I am requesting you not do it. We then talked a bit and I asked him what they are doing here and if he realized how the nations view these tent cities? He said no, so I shared how the nations are all watching us for they want to be like us and now we are living like them. I shared with him how foolish we look around the world. He listened until we started discussing police brutality and I said, I have a friend who is a police officers. This changed his whole attitude, now I was not welcome here.

I walked around looking at the mess they created and the disrespect they are manifesting. He was following me and so I turned and asked him, I thought you don’t want police control and yet you are policing me by following me. He paused and I said, the hardest thing about hypocrisy is that we can’t see it in ourselves. He went at sat down and left me alone.

I observed what was being said, projected and seeking to be established and what I realized is that we as the church are the government of our land, and the enemy is a squatter. Secondly, I realized we must go right to the gate of the issue and dismantle it not with words to people but prayers to God and the sound of the shofar.

I headed back to the top of the hill so I could stand on city hall land, right next to the police headquarters in the government district to blow the shofar. But it was 8am and I wasn’t coming to make a scene so I prayed, decreed and waited for the time to release the sound of the shofar, which to sleeping tent dwellers would not be a pleasant wake up sound.

As I waited at one point with shofar in hand I raised my hand and immediately I hear the sound of fire engine sirens. I knew this was the time to blow the shofar. I blew and blew so the sound of the shofar blended with the siren coming down the street toward me. When I stopped the siren stopped and the fire truck driver smiled at me and I smiled at him with a thumbs up. Only God can coordinate that. It was pumper 8!

I walked away with a spring in my step knowing the Lord God Almighty is now released to dismantle this demonic confederacy in the air over our city so those people can go back home. A special thanks to those who knew I was there and were praying along as I went to the gate.

Ephesians 6:10-12 “Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of His might. Put on the full armor of God, so that you will be able to stand firm against the schemes of the devil. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world forces of this darkness, against the spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly places.”

Matthew 16:18-19 “Upon this rock I will build My church; and the gates of Hades will not overpower it. I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven; and whatever you bind on earth shall have been bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth shall have been loosed in heaven.”

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