Slain of the Church
shared by Suzin McNeill
Last Wednesday night the LORD spoke through
me prophetically to the church. He spoke about our purging and shaking. He told the body to endure this
time and to not resist His hand in purging. HE told them that even as the dross
blew off the wheat that HE would crush the wheat and cause us to be the sifted wheat
used in making bread, and that after this crushing, there would arise the
compassion to reach the unlovely and those who were not forgotten by HIM. HE said, we
have bread to give for those who hungered, and that the bread would be HIS Son's life and body. The water and wine we would bring would be HIS Son's blood poured from
He said go where He sends us and to share there, and then, go to others in our communities. He admonished, look at the people locked in the traditional churches and serving dead services through their religious ways. He told us to focus on the battleground where we live, first in our own homes, then to our neighbors, then to the community, then to the towns, then to the airways, and then to the states.
Then He said, go out, gather in and see... the marvelous works of our GOD. We all began to praise again and I had the following vision. I walked around with it for several days while the LORD brought my focus to details. I cried. After I came home from church Sunday, I knew that the vision had to be written. After it was written, these words came. I shook in my seat in trembling as my teeth chattered. I cried as I wrote. You will see that these words are not too sweet, but stern unto me and that I am also in need of prayer.
This vision is horrible to me. I am left asking why LORD? Why does my heart have to break so much, and so often? Why send me such frightening, terrible visions? I feel this burden so deeply that I want to run and hide myself... He was so stern saying this...Your unseen friend is in need... but, I'm not sure what I need... My heart is crying. I'm undone...
These visions come with such burdens...
that only CHRIST can carry them within us.
The Slain Of
Under the table there were people propped up like dolls in different poses. Each one wore their best dress and best suit. Little girls had on white crinolines and white gloves. Each boy had on ties. Men were nicely propped up and each had a white handkerchief in their suit coat pocket. It appeared that families were grouped together. Sometimes the children were propped up and sat in the laps of their parents. There was a specific order of these people placed under the table. They were arranged. Their hair was carefully combed and some had their pocketbooks beside them.
Something came over me and
I began to feel the death all around these
people. I began to moan, like a wounded soldier. I moaned from very deep within me. No words came but a continual moan came out from me.
.My voice echoed within the quietness of the sanctuary.I laid down on
the the blue plush carpet and cried for days and for nights. The sun
would rise and I cried. The sun would set and I would cry. All day and all night I
cried and cried and cried. I laid there with corpses before me and
cried night and day. It was like it was my job to cry... No one came to the
church to check on those who were missing, or even to see if I was missing. I
cried and my cries went to
moanings, and my moanings changed to crying... Oh,
GOD... no... Oh, GOD, please ...
The LORD spoke to me
and said, Again you have seen the slain of the
LORD. It was easier for you to see the poor who were slain than those of your own town, yet My cries and callings are equally upon all of My
people.You saw the church which stands to serve the comforts of man. The padded seats are their padded easiness to sit in sin within My temples.
The blue plush carpet represents their soft comforts of walking within their own ways of the world without My will. The lights were not on because they can not see the darkness nor My light within these temples. The water of the baptism pool and the mural behind it represents the standard of, "if things look pretty, they will be all right." The water has dried up due to the lack of rain brought by My Holy Spirit.
The choir was on the side
with padded seats because they knew that their talents of voice would work, regardless of how they walked, and
regardless of how they sinned. This same truth was for the musicians. The chairs
on the platform that were large and upholstered represent those that are
self important and set themselves up to be leaders. They are the large seats
of pride, where men are in honor. The long tables that said, This Do
Remembrance Of Me, are those who never come to maturity in Me. Those who wear the single bullet hole upon their chests are the ones who came to Me in salvation, but never went any further in their walk with Me. They are the ones who say LORD, LORD when they have not known Me, nor served Me. I know them not. The women who had seemably miscarried are the ones who found some special grace to bring some to life in ME, but could not endure the trials of their faith so they miscarried. The children are there because they were born in the church to families who said, they believed in Me, and did not change their lives to walk with Me. These children were slain by the words of their parents in anger. These children were slain by watching the hypocrisy of their own parents. They searched for what they read but could find no true matured example to follow. They had no true leadership to follow and teach them. The cries of your heart were that you have been shown much to prepare you in these last days and
you feel ill-equipped to teach and lead in the midst of a generation of men and their religious degrees.
I have prepared you to walk, and you lay down and cry, having a tender heart which breaks over and over and you allow it to stop your activity in Me. You esteem others as great and yourself as small before men. You will rise up and walk or you will spend your days on your face crying in intercession until you share that what I've placed in your heart.
Do not look upon the slain,
keep walking and don't look back, or too far
forward. Keep your eyes on Me and doubt not what I have shown you.
Doubt not the whisperings of Your GOD. Stand strong and rise up or those you have looked upon will receive no warning drawing them to repentance before ME.
Rise up! Wise up! The men/pastors you have dealt with have been mainly shallow and vain, and yet you have cowered to them. Rise up, My daughter! Rise up and raise those around you to new levels in Me. Share the words I have given you. Rise up and let not the fear of man even come near you. I showed you My swift angel with the sword. Do you think that you also do not have mighty ones standing around you with this same fervency?
Rise up, and rise up now to give warning to My people in this place
have planted you, so they can like wise rise up and go forth with this word
Prepare ye My bride, this is
My call unto you for this season. Teach My
teachers, the time swiftly calls. It is the season of strong preparation, and
this can only be done by the ones that I command, even as I speak to those
handmaidens before you... Teach My people to seek My will and to walk
in obedience to ME. This is the lesson of your life for this time within this
hour. Rise up, thus saith, The LORD.
Father, when You see Your churches and Your people within them,have mercy, and see us all, covered in the blood of JESUS.