From: Barbara Steely
Sent: Monday, January 03, 2005 6:22 PM
To: Northwest Revival News
Subject: Wailing Women

In the past few years we have experienced a lot of gold dust and manifestations worldwide. In 1993 I had an intense encounter at a pastor's conference in Kansas City where repentance fell from heaven and I experienced what I believe must have happened in part at Azusa St. and Wales. The Lord spoke to me about a world revival starting and this was the beginning but I was stunned in '94 when I found myself 'accidentally' at a church in Toronto where he reminded me of what He had spoken in '93.

I struggled greatly with this for the laughing and shaking seemed opposite of what I had seen in Kansas City when I struggled to crawl from my seat and lift myself on the stair rail being so overcome with weeping and deep repentance. I soon began to walk in a much deeper level of the prophetic than I had before, though I had seen visions since I was a child. Things began to intensify.

In '97 I began to see natural phenomena revealed. The Lord showed me a 3 wave tsunami along the Washington and Oregon coastline. Shortly thereafter they discovered a fault that ran under the harbor where I lived at the time (Willapa Bay) and up through Puget Sound. Then the government began to post tsunami warning signs along the highway where I lived. I had spoken these things before they happened so some people began to fear while others of us began to assemble at pray at the coastline. This was called the "Wall of Worship".

During that period of time the Lord began giving me specific instructions, one of them being to go to a local minister and warn him that water was coming. Many thought I was a total lunatic during this time and I argued intensely with the Lord on this issue but in the end I went. He asked me why I thought I was a prophet. I replied, I didn't claim to be a prophet. I just came in obedience though it wasn't my desire to come. I had asked the Lord to release me from gong but He said "GO!". Within a month the town flooded and the church was in line for the water but the intercessors prayed...... the church was spared.

During this time the Lord showed me a fire as well. Within a month an entire city block burned and refugees were re-located and the Red Cross came, etc.... A lot for this little community was happening but I felt more was coming.

Attending an "Eye of the Eagle" conference in 2000 in Portland, Oregon, my husband Ken and I were at the pastors breakfast with Bob Jones. He began to talk about spiritual water, etc. and then opened it up for questions. I asked Bob if he had seen literal water. He said yes. I then asked if he had seen a tsunami. He said yes. I asked if he had seen it from the northern tip of Washington to the first quarter of Oregon. He said no, he had seen it from the Aleutian chain to Los Angeles.

I began to question the Lord why I had only seen part of it. He replied to me, "I have given you authority to pray over this area". Bob Jones responded that he felt we had more time. It was also at this conference that gold dust (which I had first experienced in Northern Ireland a few years before) began to fall in large quantities. I was so puzzled by this phenomenon I had called home to talk once again to my husband when my six year old son, Danny, answered the phone.

"Mommy, why is gold dust falling?", he asked. "I don't know, honey", was my reply to which he responded, "Maybe God just loves you so much and wants to give you a present!". I began to weep. God had led us out of full time ministry to a wondrous adventure these past few years with Him but I was still tempted to make performance an issue and thought this abundance of gold dust I was given must be for healing or evangelism or 'doing something'. As I fell on my knees in the hotel conference room , I began weeping and ask God to forgive my 'hireling' attitude and to help me see His great love for me and just receive what He had for me.

A stunning series of events began to happen in that room....with spontaneous gifts from total strangers to an offer to go to Jerusalem with a perfect stranger! I thought it was an angel and I was about to be transported, so I followed her out of the building and into a small trailer. Here I was given more gifts, my feet anointed with Jordan water, my head anointed with all the temple oils. I was given jewelry, worship banners and served communion. When I got to the point I could hardly speak, I told the Lord I didn't think I could take anymore. I stumbled back into the conference room with my arms laden with gifts unable to even explain what had happened.

The door opened to the hotel and as I entered the hall way to the worship , I heard a voice cry out, "There you are!, I have been looking everywhere for you, God has a word for you". I started to panic, "No Lord!, I can't take another thing!, I will blow up!!!". When we ask the Lord to be able to receive what He has for us, we had better be prepared for what comes.

She touched my head and began to prophesy and I fell face first in the hallway on top of all my gifts. The hotel staff began to run and ask to call 911. She explained it was just Jesus and kept prophesying a 'Joan of Arc' word. From this moment on I have wondered if the gold dust is anointing for burial as Joan was burned at the stake and gold is refined by fire. Please understand that I don't think this is a bad thing. Jesus was anointed for burial. I also wondered when my friend Tom returned from Indonesia with stories of jewels forming in hands, rubies, sapphires, diamonds....if this wasn't the same thing. Though I thought the believers in Indonesia might have the honor of martyrdom like Joan. How was I to imagine a tsunami? I later learned of a young man in Washington state being given a sapphire in his hand during a meeting.

Back to the tsunami.......

When prophetic experiences happen to me, I don't always have a keen sense of timing. Some things I have seen take place immediately while others have yet to happen. Last Spring we were in Wales but the year before we had taken a trip to Los Angeles by train where my daughters took their daddy on a cruise and the little ones and I went to Disneyland. Upon our return home to Washington state, I drove my parents to Kodiak, Alaska where my step-dad is an Aleutic tribal elder. He had lived through the great quake of '62 carrying a child up the hill with him and watching Kodiak destroyed. He told me there were about 6 waves or swells but the 3rd one took out parts of the town and he recalled it sounding like moaning and dying when the buildings collapsed, and like women screaming as the waves receded.

When I arrived in Anchorage, I was too sick to continue and my friend Molly took me in and nursed me. She is an Inuit native whose father had been a statesman (one of the five signers of the Alaskan document for statehood), a preacher (evangelist, pastor) and in the end a man struggling. I told Molly I was too weak to make a decision to stop or continue, she would have to make it. She said go. By the time I boarded the ferry for Kodiak (the most inland of the Aleutian chain), the Lord told me, "I am giving you the honor and privilege to pray over the entire coastline." Oh my, I thought, it had been so many years since that word that I had almost forgotten and now it was foremost in my mind. I had traveled by train and car from L.A. to Kodiak and this was the stretch of coastline/fault line I was to pray.

Fast forward to late summer/early fall 2004. I found myself at an intercessors gathering in Astoria. There are too many prophetic instances to tell about this area, the position of a western gateway, the teams from Ireland, England, etc...who have come alongside us to pray here but suffice to say much has happened at this location. This is also the end of the trail of Lewis and Clark that entailed our national drive to manifest destiny and all that that brought.

I began to get an intense download, not unlike Kansas City or Toronto or N. Ireland. God began to tell me to 'Call Forth the Wailing Women' and 'Give a clarion call to return to the wall', which I believe was the intercession that took place in '98 I referred to earlier. As confirming words began to trickle in from different parts of the western coastline, I thought "This must be bigger than I imagined". The word in Jeremiah where the women were to wail before the actual thing happened was most amazing to me.

We called a strategic roundtable of some prophetic intercessors and after the timing was challenged, all I could do was weep. I have no explanation, just deep sorrow as Jeremiah had no one respond to his call. Yet I know, many there are willing to go and pray, even now as I write this. I have asked the Lord if the tsunami I saw was the one in Indonesia or is it yet to come along our coastline? Whatever the answer may be, I do know He is calling again for intercession along the west coast of the United States.

This year in Washington D.C. the Lord gave me a divine appointment with a woman named Sheri who has been given much about the eastern gateway and our nations capital. She has been involved in two nationwide prayer assignments and has been commissioned for a third. Somehow I know the term 'from sea to shining sea' is relevant.

Last month a friend and I experienced 'manna' at a meeting in Portland. Now there have been jewels, gold dust, feathers, fire and manna....all signs and wonders for what? Where are we headed Lord?? I ask God, "How do I call forth wailing women? Where are they Lord? What do you want me to do?" pause......."Maybe He just loves you mommy and wants to give you a present." Help us Jesus to remember in all the prophetic, signs and wonders, amazing commissions....it really is You....just You.

Keep us focused and give us Your strategy in the days ahead. By Your Spirit we cry and call out to the wailing women and men to gather and weep for that which is yet to happen. We pray for that which has already happened and ask for mercy, mercy, mercy.

Presently we have many friends traveling to many countries. Some are going immediately to Indonesia, others I know are going in March...to Africa, Belgium, England, etc.....all that comes to mind is "Onward Christian soldiers, 'marching as to war, with the cross of Jesus (the symbol of death and resurrection in Him) going on before. This is not to be the symbol of 'conquering' as the crusaders knew... but the willingness to lay down our lives for that which is to come.

-Barb Steely