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This is the Church

September 2003

Dear Brethren,

Matthew 9:36-38, But when He saw the multitudes, He was moved with compassion for them, because they were weary and scattered, like sheep having no shepherd.  Then He said to His disciples, "The harvest truly is plentiful, but the laborers are few.  Therefore pray the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into His harvest."

It had been the most trying two weeks of my life.  While still in Romania, I woke up one morning to the most excruciating pain I had ever felt.  All my joints ached, my feet were swollen, and I could barely move.   The weather had changed, and it seems that as my grandfather I am prone to arthritis.  On my way back to the States, on September 9, while awaiting a connection at London Heathrow airport, my laptop was stolen.

(Along these lines I would like to apologize to all the child sponsors.   In the same bag I carried my laptop, I had the new updated biographies of all the children, with their shoe and pant sizes, as well as the new pictures.  They too were taken.  Although the staff in Romania is currently working on redoing all the biographies it will be some time before they are finished.)

Finally having arrived in the US, while driving from the airport Geno filled me in on what had been happening in the States.  He told me of the openly gay bishop that had been ordained by the Episcopalian church, and then of the battle over the Ten Commandments in Alabama, and by the time we reached Watertown I was disheartened.  It had been a long two days, and all I wanted to do was take a shower, and get some sleep.  I had been asleep less than half an hour when I had a dream.  I was in a hospital room; it was very clean, and freshly painted.  In the room there was a bed with a woman in it.   I approached the bed, and took a closer look at the woman.  She was dressed in a gray robe, and she had a ring on every finger of her hand.  From time to time, she would raise her hand, look at her fingers, and smile.  For some reason, that smile was the saddest thing I've ever seen.  It was crooked, and it exhibited no real joy.  As I looked at her the sadness in my heart grew to such intensity that it woke me up.  Even awake I could still feel the sadness, and as much as I tried I couldn't get back to sleep.  For six days in a row I had the same exact dream, I would see the woman lying in bed, I would be overwhelmed by sadness, then I would wake up.  I was so frustrated, not knowing what this meant that on the seventh day I decided to fast.  That night as I went to sleep the dream started again, the same as before.  I looked at the woman, she smiled, the sadness overwhelmed me, but I didn't wake up.  The door to the room opened and a man dressed in a white smock walked in holding a clipboard.  Before he could say anything I began asking a barrage of questions.   "Who are you?  Why am I here?  Who is she?  Why have I been dreaming this for almost a week?"

"Because you waited almost a week to fast," he said.  He must have noticed the stunned expression on my face, because his eyebrows arched upward.  "I am a friend," he continued, "I was sent with a message, be at peace servant, all will be revealed in due time."

"How do I know you're a friend," I asked.  "Because, Jesus is Lord", he answered.  Then he smiled, and I recognized him.  I had seen that smile before.  Suddenly I was eight years old again, sleeping in the top bunk of the bed I shared with my grandparents, on a cold winter night in Romania.  I will remember that night for as long as I live.  I had woken up to go to the restroom, but before I could get out of bed I heard talking below me.  My grandfather was talking to someone, I went to peer over the edge, to see who it was, and found myself face to face with this same man.  He'd smiled at me, and I'd instantly gone back to sleep.

"I know you don't I?"

"Yes we�ve met once before, but I see you often," he answered.

"Why am I here?" I asked.

"Because you murmur, because you have said in your heart that you are on a fool's quest, because you think no one hears, that the message is falling on deaf ears.  It is not for you to judge the success the message has in the hearts of others, you were called to be a servant, serve.  I was sent to rekindle the fire of compassion in your heart.  Compassion for the wayward and the lost, compassion for her," he said pointing to the woman in the bed.

"Who is she?"

"She is the church," he answered me.  "Content only with the things of this earth, absent of spiritual strength.  She is the reason you and others like you were called to forfeit your lives.  The sadness you feel when you behold her is nothing compared to the sadness the Father feels for her condition.  If she is to stand in the fire, if she is to be victorious she must be strengthened.  She has been in this condition of spiritual paralysis for so long, she believes this is her natural state.  If only she knew the power she has access to, if only she knew obedience.  The wolves have gathered unhindered, and soon they will strike at her with violence.  What will she do if she is unable to defend herself?  What will become of the house of God?"

"Be faithful, for faithfulness is rewarded.  Why do you say in your heart, that God should make it easier, that He should ease your trials, would you rather that pride find its way into your heart when the Father endows you with the gift He has promised?  Keep humility as your constant companion, for the humble receive an abundance of grace.  Remember if just one soul is spared from the eternal flame, if just one soul is reached and brought to salvation, it is worth a lifetime's labor and sacrifice.  One day you will know the number, receive your reward, and be astonished.  I must leave now, but whether in the waking hours, or in dream, we will meet again."

The man walked to the bed, looked down at the woman, smiled a sad smile and walked out.  As soon as he walked out of the room, and I was alone with her, the sadness began to invade my heart, and I woke up.  The reason I share this with you is to ask for your prayers.  It is a difficult thing to go to church after church, night after night, and speak a message of repentance that to the hearts of many has become a foreign concept.  The knowledge that if just one heart is reached, if one returns to the narrow path of faith, it was worth it and gives us purpose and new strength.  May the light of God shine brightly in your hearts, and may you exhibit Christ wherever you are.

Revelation 3:19, "As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten.  Therefore be zealous and repent."


With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea Jr.

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Dreams and Visions

Dreams and Visions

Sept 1984The Message For America
1984Mystery Babylon
August 1984Sent To America
Feb 19, 1989Angel On A Red Horse
June 1989The Vision Of The Mountain
June 1989Revolution In Romania
Dec 5, 1989The Star
Jan 1990Return To Romania
Apr 1990Bird On The Plane
Jun 6, 1990The Camp Of God
1991When Will It Happen?
Mar 1991Fear Me And Draw Closer
May 1991A Flicker Of Light
July 4, 1991A Peaceful Heart
Aug 1991Heavenly Visitors
1991Clouds In The Skies
Jan 23, 1992America The Falling Star
June 3, 1992Man Holding The Moon
Nov 8, 1992A Revelation
Dec 12, 1992The Black Bird - (War Against The Christians)
Jan 1993When Christ Returns
Mar 5, 1993The Hand That Wrote On The Sky
May 7, 1993The Black Army
June 19th, 1993The Morning Sun
Sept 1993A Call To War
Nov 7, 1993Book Of The Gentiles
Dec 9, 1993Examine Your Heart
Jan 1994I Will Speak To Them
Jan 3, 1994Fire In The Heavens
Jan 24, 1994The Savior Returns As Judge
Mar 1994Letters To The Churches
July 1, 1994The 3 Scrolls
Nov 21, 1994Numbered Days
Jan 2, 1995The Beast Strikes
1995Israel and America
Jan 1996One Page Remains
Apr 22, 1996China and Russia Strike
Jun 17-18, 1996The Future Of Israel
1996The Bear In Leopard Skin
Nov 29, 1996Maybe Three More Years
Mar 29, 1997Seven Moons
1997A Great Bear
Apr 1997The Lawless One
Apr 1997Fight The Good Fight
Apr 1997The Bear Awakes
2001The Message About Iraq
Sept 11, 2001The Final Warning
Pre 9-11The Finger-The Fist
May 5, 2003The Season of Sorrow Coming
Sept 2003The Angel said,"This is the Church...."
Oct 2003Blood On The U.S. Flag
Apr 30, 2004God's word will be "An Anchor In The Storm"
Oct 15, 2004The Eagle and the Serpents
Apr 19, 2005A word of comfort for the pure and righteous.
Feb 3, 2006A Great Earthquake Coming
April 6, 2007A New War Is Coming
October 30, 2007The Dream
December 2008Deserter?
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