The Gates of Heaven II

Ahh, a mighty force has come upon me as I am sat here penning these words. The elders are right now standing beside me, in my bedroom, writing this with me. We are many here, I have never been alone.

From this moment, I will now begin to narrate the things my father has shown and taught me in spirit; the things my father has shown and taught me in secret. It is my hope that you become inspired, motivated, and charged to suffer violence upon the gates of heaven; it is my hope that you seize it by force.

In the month of January, in the year 2020, my inner Father said to me "Son of mine, it is time". Ahh, I cannot explain the feeling. After so many years in the secret cave, It was a mixture of fear, excitement, anxiety, and much doubt in myself. Haha, much doubt in 'myself', as though one ought to have faith in a fool in the first place.

Hahaha...

I make no mistake in saying that I who write these words am like a bucket of water, retrieved from the ocean of the spirit. The spirit is where I have come from, the spirit is where I must return to. The spirit is what I really am, the ocean is what I really am, the deep is what I really am. Every other identity is a lie that I must spend my life undoing.

Without the ocean, I really am a miserable pail of water without significance; without the ocean, my existence has no merit; without the ocean, death is the only destiny that belongs to me. When I am with the ocean, however, I tell you, I myself am the immortal spirit of God and his name is mine; his authority is mine; his power is mine.

Friend of mine, listen to me when I tell you, the same is also true for you.

I am not ashamed to say that I know my father who art in heaven and it is he who raised me, it is he who initiated my journey, and it began at the gates of heaven.

'Then Jacob awoke from his sleep and said, “Surely the Lord is in this place, and I did not know it. ” And he was afraid and said, “How awesome is this place! This is none other than the house of God, and this is the gate of heaven!”' Genesis 28:16-17

Haha, the gate of Heaven, that point in space where one becomes aware of the immortal spirit of Christ that resides within them. A spirit that was there all along but we knew it not.

I do not tell a lie when I say that everything I know, I have come to know, directly by the tutorship of the spirit of Christ within me; everything I know, I have come to know by the aid of my ineffable father who art in the heavens of my very own being.

Many books have been brought to me by my father, but I tell you, from them, I have learned nothing. There is only one teacher and that is The Christ. No one can teach anyone anything. Knowledge is not that which enters into a person but that which unfolds from within a person.

There is that which in us that knows, has always known, and will always know. A book, like a gem cutter, can only remove the dirt that covers a diamond. It does not give value to the diamond but extracts the value that already is within.

A book is called 'great' by how proficient it is in stimulating the fire that is already within you. The Bible does not push God into you, it pulls God out of you. That is why it is great. Whoever told you God was not always there? Hahaha..

For many years I was asked by my father to seal up the things he caused me to witness and experience in him. Partly because I had seen and had little understanding of what I saw; partly because I had seen and had in no way yet become a partaker of what I saw.

Many tragedies fall upon those who speak when they have not understood, many tragedies fall upon those who listen to and believe in one who speaks but has not yet understood. When the blind follow the blind, the ditch is their only hope. Yes, the ditch is their destiny.

Anyone with spiritual understanding knows the foolishness of being quick to speak about that which one has beheld in spirit. We rush to speak because we want others to look up to us, we covet honor and prestige amongst our peers, we desire to be respected by people who are just as blind as we are.

Friend of mine, listen to me, the closer one gets to God, the more humble one naturally becomes. Arrogance is the first evidence of one's distance from God.

The moment one opens their mouth to speak about what they have seen, a portal to that realm from which they speak becomes opened. If the one who speaks is not fortified in that realm from which he is speaking, his/her spiritual growth will be severely stunted by the many opponents that will come their way.

'Whoever guards his mouth and tongue, keeps his soul from troubles.' Proverbs 21:23

The moment the seal of silence is broken, spiritual opponents instantly become magnetized to the person. Wherever there is nectar, the bee will surely come; wherever there is gold, the thief will surely come.

The thief and destroyer are a blessing, that is why they must come. They must come to assist us in developing the strength and resistance we will need to strive forward; growth only happens in the place of opposition. Woe however unto the one who invites opposition before its time.

There is a reason why the Hen guards her eggs in secrecy until they hatch and even after, she guards them until maturity. Surely, the chick that is quick to escape the shelter of the hen will be devoured by the fox. Yes, the eagle will swoop down and bring a swift conclusion to its existence.

I am not ashamed to say that I am one of such chicks and the scars of the eagle's talon remain on my back to testify. Through many wounds, I learned how to keep my mouth shut and speak only when the Father gives permission. The immortal father in heaven is not a fool, listen to him; trust him.

Two nights ago, he woke me up and told me that it is time to begin opening the seal. He said to me "it is time to open the gate". Already, the portal is opened and all those who read with awareness are already translocated to the realm from which this writing is happening.

Something is already transpiring within you...

Some years ago, whilst laying upon my bed, I was lifted up into the heavens and found myself before a mighty gate, a golden gate, rested on a cloud. Obviously, in my ignorance at the time, this symbol was unbeknownst to me and I genuinely believed that God literally dwelt in a sky palace.

Those who are familiar with the superior planes of nature know and understand that the beings of those regions project images that are close to our understanding in order to communicate with us. In short, they make use of symbols to communicate. They do this to help us understand their message better, they are not bound to the images which they project.

Certainly, the gate I witnessed was not a literal gate, even though in 'essence' it was. It was a gate in essence because it was a portal, a transitional point in the spirit, which was symbolized to me in a form my fickle mind could understand. Without question, the strength, golden color, and the cloud surrounding the gate also served to communicate what kind of gate this was.

It was a transcendental gate, a portal in the heavens, between one reality and the next and a mighty angel stood as a guardian before the gate. It stood adorned in marvelous armor, its face was blood red and its gaze was a gaze of death upon my fleshly man. I tell you, my heart quaked at the sight of this angel.

I make no mistake in saying that my entrance through this gate was contingent upon me abandoning my carnal name. Without a doubt, this was not a place 'Rukeme' had any hope of entering. The mighty angel that stood guard at the gate said to me 'what is your name?'. Thrice I responded saying 'Rukeme' and thrice was I rejected by the angel.

In the realms of the spirit, a name is not just a name but the very essence, nature, and quality of a being. A name, if uttered precisely, creates a portal between the one who is calling and the one who is called. That is why a person can be invoked in spirit by the calling of their name.

There however are temporary names, relating to our lives in the flesh, a temporary period in our existence, and there are names that pertain directly to the SOUND OF GOD that exists within us.

All of creation came into being by the spoken word of God and that word is the force by which all creation subsists. It is that word in them that gives them life and gives validity to their existence. This word is the same as the breath of God, the spirit of God. Yes, this word is the same as the son of God.

When the sound that God has spoken into a container manifests itself through that container, this is what the immortal father calls 'good'. Evil is goodness yet to manifest, darkness is light concealed. Thus it is written:

'Then God said, “Let there be light”; and there was light. And God saw the light, that it was good; and God divided the light from the darkness. ' Genesis 1:3-4

As water takes on a unique shape and identity in every container it is found, so also does God take on a unique form and expression in every container he is found. A unique form and expression, however, of the ONE SPIRIT.

Without a doubt, every unique and distinct expression of God has a name. Inside of every man is a unique spark of the eternal flame, a unique breath of the great wind, and it indeed has a name. It has a name that testifies of its place in the Father's house, a name that testifies of the aspect of God that it expresses. If one can read, it is written:

'He counts the number of the stars; He calls them all by name.' Psalms 147:4

'Lift up your eyes on high, And see who has created these things, Who brings out their host by number; He calls them all by name, By the greatness of His might And the strength of His power; Not one is missing.' Isaiah 40:26

"Not one is missing". Hmm.. Can you read?

When the angel asked for my name, he was not asking for the name of my flesh, no. He was asking me to utter the name of the sound of God within me, the breath of God within me, the son of God within me. For I, the soul, am but a fragment of that breath; a fragment of that sound; a fragment of that son.

It is the son in me who has all power and authority, it is he who is majestic and ineffable, it is he who sheds his life to save me. Yes, it is he who gives me his name, as a husband who clothes and gives his name to his bride.

As for me, O' wretched man that I am, my destiny is to die. It is to die so that I may be reborn in him, it is to die so that I may be reborn as him. For only the son can pass through the gate, only the son can stand in the presence of God. It is easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for the carnal man to enter the kingdom of God.

When a flame meets a flame, they shine even brighter. When a flame meets wood, its existence is consumed and it becomes a part of the flame as food for it; it ceases to be wood. The carnal man cannot see God and live but the son of God thrives in the presence of his father.

Every experience of the heavens that God gives to us is in itself a timeless teaching that applies to our spiritual walk here and now. The ancient of days does not unveil himself to provide us with fairy tales for our friends, how can he? Every vision, encounter, or experience, is something we have to READ to understand and apply to our lives here and now.

The gate represented a transitional point in spirit. It represented the end of one thing and the beginning of another. Yes, that gate represented the RED SEA.

In the red sea, the evil Pharaoh and his cohorts, the carnal man and his tentacles, perish.

There is no room for Pharaoh and his people on the other side and this was what the angel was teaching me, even though it took years of living out the experience firsthand to understand. The part of me that trembled at his gaze was the criminal in me, yes, my very own Barrabas. It trembled because it knew its destiny was to die, it knew it was a son of perdition that must lose its throne for the king to take his place.

'Now, brethren, concerning the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ and our gathering together to Him, we ask you, not to be soon shaken in mind or troubled, either by spirit or by word or by letter, as if from us, as though the day of Christ had come.

Let no one deceive you by any means; for that Day will not come unless the falling away comes first, and the man of sin is revealed, the son of perdition, who opposes and exalts himself above all that is called God or that is worshiped, so that he sits as God in the temple of God, showing himself that he is God.' II Thessalonians 2:1-4

The day of the Lord is first an internal experience before it is external. The light must first shine in us before it can shine through us. The day of the Lord is the rising of the solar Christ out from the darkness of our hearts. Our heart is the very temple where Herod sits as King. He trembles because he knows his days are numbered, its existence is founded upon a lie, its existence is to die.

Surely, Rukeme can never pass through this ineffable and majestic gate. Rukeme is the poor man who believes himself to be rich, he believes himself deserving to have a seat at the best tables. He is the rich man, who believed himself worthy to follow The Christ. He did not know he was wretched, poor and naked; he did not know that he was a pauper.

'Because you say, ‘I am rich, have become wealthy, and have need of nothing’—and do not know that you are wretched, miserable, poor, blind, and naked—

I counsel you to buy from Me gold refined in the fire, that you may be rich; and white garments, that you may be clothed, that the shame of your nakedness may not be revealed; and anoint your eyes with eye salve, that you may see. ' Revelation 3:17-18

The carnal man is a fool. His destiny is to die, so that he may live.

A pauper has no place on the table of kings save his external appearance be a disguise. My external appearance was no disguise. I was as poor as I looked and my only salvation was the cross of the immortal Christ.

Yes, my salvation was the narrow way that few pass, my salvation was the death of Rukeme, that the son of God might be born.

"What is your name?" said the angel. Thrice, I responded as 'Rukeme', thrice was I denied. Thrice, that death gaze pierced into my soul until a rumbling arose from within me that ruptured my body asunder. I screamed "MY NAME IS EL SHAKAR!!" and suddenly, I saw myself escape the shell of my body.

All of a sudden, that which appeared to be a barred gate to Rukeme instantaneously became a delectable path before El Shakar, the son of God. Yes, only Israel, the prince of God, can cross the red sea. The destiny of the carnal man is death, that he might be reborn as the heavenly man.

As I crossed through the gates, my eyes beheld a glory I had never before witnessed. I could not believe the beauty of what my eyes were seeing, I was frozen in amazement and wonder. The very air I began to breathe was different. How could there be so much difference between one side of the gate and the other?

Hmmm, and to think this was only the beginning.

To be continued..