Bell Rock – Revisited

I visited Bell Rock about two months ago and shared a story from that visit here.  (I have yet another story from that trip that needs to be written.) We’ve been entertaining guests over the last few weeks, including my friend who goes by the name of Northwest Prophetic. He needed a vacation and I needed some company, so he flew to Phoenix for 6 days to catch up on what we’ve been doing. Also in town were my stepson and his wife. They’re newlyweds who came here for their honeymoon. We’ve also been entertaining the young woman who is editing my book manuscripts. We all planned to take a day trip to the Grand Canyon, but Northwest brought with him the kind of weather we seldom see in Arizona — four straight days of cool, cloudy, rainy weather. We joked about his angels bringing the atmosphere of the Northwest to our region, but that’s another story. Since near freezing temps and snow were in the forecast for the Grand Canyon, we decided to aim for a different destination — Sedona. Situated at a lower elevation, the threat of snow was less likely and the women in the group liked the idea of shopping in the downtown galleries and boutiques Sedona in known for.

The Sedona area is famous for another feature — four energy portals that are frequented by curious seekers looking for spiritual adventures. On the way to Sedona, Northwest kept in contact with a couple of friends who suggested we ask the Holy Spirit if He had any assignments for us in Sedona. We felt as though he did. The assignment involved freeing a couple of angels who seemed to be bound by the enemy in the portal system. After discussing it and praying, we felt like our task was to set the angels free and allow them to continue with their assignments.

At this point, I’d like to make a few things clear: I think it’s a dangerous policy to pick fights with spiritual powers when you don’t have a clear and confirmed assignment from God against them. There are thousands of spiritual bad guys out there in every state and nation of the world that you could pick a fight with — simply because they’re on the other team. I don’t make a habit of picking fights, mostly because I’ve learned from people who have picked fights that it’s a good way to get your head kicked in. When you go up against spiritual powers you’re not assigned to battle or equipped to handle, you’re going to take a beating.

I agreed to get involved in this operation because as a resident of Arizona, I represent God’s government in this region. I’m not exactly sure how far my authority extends, but I’m confident it covers the geographic area of my state.  Secondly — we received confirmation from two trusted prophetic friends who live outside the region who were not in contact with each other about what was going on inside the portal. Thirdly — I invited a seasoned warrior along on the mission who has been involved in this kind of thing before. I personally invited him as a representative of my region, which allowed him to operate under my authority as a local representative. Lastly — I invited a few dozen prayer warriors on Facebook to cover us in prayer, though I didn’t tell them what we were  up to. I would caution you to put a little thought, a lot of caution, and some serious prayer into your plans if you ever decide to try something like this.

After spending a few hours shopping in town, we headed to Bell Rock — the location of the largest portal. We believe that the portals were created by God. But since their creation, they’ve become polluted by the enemy and we now consider them to be functioning under the control of the kingdom of darkness. So we decided to keep a safe distance while we engaged in a little warfare. We found a public parking area about a half-mile away and surveyed Bell Rock and the much larger Courthouse Butte that dwarfed it, standing a few hundred yards to the northeast. We quickly and quietly spoke our decrees of freedom over the portal.

As soon as I began speaking, I sensed a strong presence of God’s glory being released. I saw a thick cover of dark clouds in the spirit that were pierced by a shaft of light. An opening appeared in the clouds that gave way to a small hole of blue sky overhead. I saw lightning strikes coming from the clouds above and a release of gold dust into what appeared to be the portal itself. It was all very interesting to watch. The prayers and commands only took a few minutes. After we did our thing from the parking lot, we decided to go in for a closer look.

We planned to park at the visitor center and hike the one mile loop to the base of Bell Rock. My wife had been dealing with severe back pain for about a month. Neither of us thought she would be able to walk the trail. She anticipated resting in the car when we got there. But when we arrived, she joined us and was able to walk the trail without difficulty. She did take one Percocet before we arrived, which may or may not have helped. Painkillers don’t usually have much effect on her. It’s possible that she was partially healed as she stood in the glory in the parking lot.

We talked about many things during our walk. I gave Northwest a quick botany lesson on the cacti,  agave and yucca plants that surrounded us. We took a  lot of pictures and marveled at God’s creation. I have a real fondness for the red rocks of Sedona and for the people who live here. I feel as though one day, God might make a place for us here and open a door for us to teach the spiritually hungry souls who come here about the one true light they’re looking for—Jesus.