Gilgal Refaim
Rujm el Hiri
Golan Heights
Chapter 5
On this particular day, I was with another woman, staying in Poriyat Illit, near Tiberias, on the south end of the Galilee. I had a car rental that I drove up from Jerusalem. I had been to a Shabbat evening the night before with a well known messianic leader. Indeed it turned out to be a very interesting meeting as I confronted this man with the unacceptability of receiving certain sources of finances. The highly questionable financial resourcing came from an East Indian dealer in pharmaceuticals, that were tied into abortions. I said this is drug/blood money, which is an unacceptable offering for anything godly. He didn't like that; and didn't want to hear that.
I was called to go up to the Golan Heights to an ancient archaeological site, called the Wheel of the Giants, or in Arabic, Rujm el Hiri. I drove up with an accompanying woman, where I felt we were to hike in, to go pray. It is possible this was an ancient burial site, of astrological significance or ceremonial site of some sort origins 5,000 years old.
The problem with this site is you must hike in quite a way as it is not easily accessible. There are roads that go around the entire area, as we drove up to the hiking trail, then north a bit to a gated road. The gate was a southwestern American style silhouette - iron cut out, of a cowboy relaxing in a prone position. What is a southwestern motif doing on an iron gate in the middle east? There must be some conjoining dots here that I am not aware of. I went up to the gate looking around to see if there was another opening, because the map seemed to indicate there was.
I looked at my GPS app. & the GPS was all over the place, without ability to get an accurate reading. I was being messed with, so I returned to the main road. We headed south, when I pulled over to pray. We were going to go south, then east towards the Jordan, then north to Mt. Hermon and circle the wagons around the entire site.
I decided to turn back to the gate to see if I could get access there. When we came to the gate it had been chained, and locked up, - no going through here. Well I guess we are not welcome here. I returned around to do the “circle the wagons” path.
The land that we were driving around on is the ancient land of the giants that dominated the Golan Heights, the eastern Jordan, and Mt. Hermon; the lands of Og of Bashan, - giants everywhere in Canaan land.
As we were driving & praying in the spirit, I heard this voice cursing me “That b-tch, etc.” The spirit of opposition was being revealed. I said, “I am coming to get you, because God has sent me, and I have His word.”
He had told me to go up and take the high places establishing the Word of the Lord over the land - The banner of His kingdom. We kept worshiping and pushing against the opposition, praying and praying, making the bottom loop, & this thing resisted me. I kept pushing against the resistance until we returned to the closed cowboy cut-out gate, where we had a release that the entity had been bound.
We then proceeded north to some military out post, up to Quinetra which was very oppressed with a spirit of violence and murder at those access points over the area.
Rujm el Hiri
Gilgal Refaim
Rujm el Hiri
Golan Heights
Chapter 5
On this particular day, I was with another woman, staying in Poriyat Illit, near Tiberias, on the south end of the Galilee. I had a car rental that I drove up from Jerusalem. I had been to a Shabbat evening the night before with a well known messianic leader. Indeed it turned out to be a very interesting meeting as I confronted this man with the unacceptability of receiving certain sources of finances. The highly questionable financial resourcing came from an East Indian dealer in pharmaceuticals, that were tied into abortions. I said this is drug/blood money, which is an unacceptable offering for anything godly. He didn't like that; and didn't want to hear that.
I was called to go up to the Golan Heights to an ancient archaeological site, called the Wheel of the Giants, or in Arabic, Rujm el Hiri. I drove up with an accompanying woman, where I felt we were to hike in, to go pray. It is possible this was an ancient burial site, of astrological significance or ceremonial site of some sort origins 5,000 years old.
The problem with this site is you must hike in quite a way as it is not easily accessible. There are roads that go around the entire area, as we drove up to the hiking trail, then north a bit to a gated road. The gate was a southwestern American style silhouette - iron cut out, of a cowboy relaxing in a prone position. What is a southwestern motif doing on an iron gate in the middle east? There must be some conjoining dots here that I am not aware of. I went up to the gate looking around to see if there was another opening, because the map seemed to indicate there was.
I looked at my GPS app. & the GPS was all over the place, without ability to get an accurate reading. I was being messed with, so I returned to the main road. We headed south, when I pulled over to pray. We were going to go south, then east towards the Jordan, then north to Mt. Hermon and circle the wagons around the entire site.
I decided to turn back to the gate to see if I could get access there. When we came to the gate it had been chained, and locked up, - no going through here. Well I guess we are not welcome here. I returned around to do the “circle the wagons” path.
The land that we were driving around on is the ancient land of the giants that dominated the Golan Heights, the eastern Jordan, and Mt. Hermon; the lands of Og of Bashan, - giants everywhere in Canaan land.
As we were driving & praying in the spirit, I heard this voice cursing me “That b-tch, etc.” The spirit of opposition was being revealed. I said, “I am coming to get you, because God has sent me, and I have His word.”
He had told me to go up and take the high places establishing the Word of the Lord over the land - The banner of His kingdom. We kept worshiping and pushing against the opposition, praying and praying, making the bottom loop, & this thing resisted me. I kept pushing against the resistance until we returned to the closed cowboy cut-out gate, where we had a release that the entity had been bound.
We then proceeded north to some military out post, up to Quinetra which was very oppressed with a spirit of violence and murder at those access points over the area.
Rujm el Hiri