Re: The Living Word Fellowship, The Walk, John Robert Stevens
Date: January 06, 2018 09:32AM
That you believe you were deceived only means that you were a part of the socio-religious fabric of life in the United States in the last quarter of the 20th century. Welcome to your life. Everybody wants to rule the world. I'm wondering how much of your approach to the prophecies over you -- victimized you? I, too, had prophetic words spoken over me, most of which I did not comprehend and perhaps still don't. Still, I learned early that the Spirit of God moves very discreetly and in a host of mysterious, acausally synchronistic ways - to borrow a Jungian term. Augustine, Anselm and Luther went further, declaring the pattern in God's manner of addressing issues of soteriology and theodicy was that of "Deus absconditus, sub contrario." Roughly translated, God, hidden in the form of his opposite. I, for one, hung that concept around my neck.
Lastly, in my experience and belief, I do not believe JRS was a false prophet or false ministry, money and property issues be damned. Because what i experienced, beginning in the early 70s in San Diego, Anaheim, Southgate, Sepulveda was the return of the apostolic anointing. Those churches were solidly packed, and the presence of the Spirit was rich, especially during the Feasts. For me, it was a goddamn joy and I'm thankful that its spirit went deep into me. Did I have to work my out of and reconcile my rational faculty with the Living Word, and find a way to generate and sustain critical distance, psychologically speaking -- yes, i did. But again, there was a wonderful legacy of rich literature to consult. All it took was staying with it and work.
I recall JRS talking about some of the pitfalls in walking with God. It reminded him of a folklore anecdote about the two frogs that fell into a vat of butter milk. Both frogs had to churn the liquid (akin to treading water but more productive) to stay abreast of drowning. When morning came, and the milkmaid gripped the wooden pump handle to pulled it up with the vat lid, there was a frog sitting on a cake of solid butter. The frog burped.
May the Spirit of Christ bless your heart and heal you.