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Unleavened Bread Ministries with David Eells

Breaking the Dam
Daniel Paul - 06/21/2011
(David's notes in red)

My vision begins: I am flying above Israel in the Spirit and looking down and viewing the Sea of Galilee below. The Lord then spoke to me and said, "This is a fresh water lake. The water is good to drink". I knew that this sea represented a holding place of truth, which was strange to me as the Sea of Galilee had always represented the pit, or the abyss, in the teaching that I am accustomed to hearing. Then I began to follow the Jordan River out of the Sea of Galilee. As I followed the river, I understood that this represented truth flowing out of a holding place. It is almost like he Sea of Galilee represented all the truth that man has come to understand by revelation of the Holy Spirit and revelation from the Word of God. The Jordan River was like all of the teaching from pastors, teachers, audio and video tapes, books, radio programs and all sources of available teaching. As I followed the Jordan River for quite a while, I came to the Dead Sea.

I could smell the Dead Sea before I actually saw it! The smell was putrid and very rank. As I flew over the Dead Sea, I could see salt encrusted on rocks, tree stumps and other objects that were sticking out of the water. It seemed so dismal and dead. I was very grieved about this sight and I wanted to know what caused the condition. As soon as the question hit my heart, I knew the answer: this was the church, the salt that was meant to go out into all the world was being held and contained in a confined area with no outlet. It wasn't going anywhere! As sorrow and grief filled my heart, I continued to fly over the Dead (church) Sea. I looked and I could see the end of this Dead Sea. It was stopped or restrained by a large object, which appeared to be a wall. I flew around the right side of the object and I landed about 30 yards in front of this wall on the dry side of the Dead Sea. I looked up at the wall and realized it wasn't a wall at all but rather a great dam made up of two giant floodgates that were firmly clasped together with a giant black lock. As I looked at these ominous and intimidating floodgates, I was filled with indignation. These gates were massive, probably 200 feet high and approximately 500 feet across. The smell and the feel of the floodgates were very familiar to me. It was the smell and the feel of religion, control and pride. It was the smell and the feel of Jezebel. I felt as if I wanted to tear them down right then and there. The floodgates spoke to me and said, "We are here to prevent a great disaster from happening. If this water were to be let loose without being governed properly it would create a disaster of monumental proportions". I was filled with such indignation and frustration. I was confused and could not explain why the floodgates were even there. (The Dead Sea represents everything dead and stagnant about Christianity which is a curse on those bound in it; on the other hand, it is a blessing in that it has been kept in check by a merciful God and not taken over the earth.)

After a while I realized there was very little that I could do about the floodgates or the black lock. I just turned around and found something to occupy myself. In turning around I noticed a great dry riverbed leading from the gates. At first I wasn't sure if it was a riverbed or a lakebed because it was so large. Then as I looked at my hands I noticed that I was carrying two objects. One object was a chisel called "Truth" that actually had the word "Truth" engraved on it. The other was a large hammer called "Spirit"; it also bore the inscription of its name. I wasn't sure what to do with these objects, so I just began using them to carve out large sections in the riverbed. I thought that I would help prepare this river for the work that God would do because I was sure that there was no way that God would put up with those floodgates much longer. After some time of futilely carving large trails across the riverbed, I was startled by a voice behind me. I knew that voice because whenever I heard it my spirit and soul were both as excited as they have ever been. A great feeling of expectation and a reverent fear filled me. It was the voice of the Lord!

I knew He was standing behind me! He asked, "Daniel, what are you doing?" I said, "Lord, I am adding depth and breadth to this dry river bed with Spirit and Truth". He put His hand on my shoulder and turned me toward the floodgates. He pointed at the black lock. At this moment, I was aware of what the black lock was and its dark purpose. The black lock was the lies and deception that are used by Jezebel (the religious spirit) to keep them in place. The Lord said to me, "Use Spirit and Truth on the black lock". (Paul tells us that great delusion will be released in these end times but the good side of the story is that many who have been held in bondage to this will be released. {2Th.2:9} [even he], whose coming is according to the working of Satan with all power and signs and lying wonders, {10} and with all deceit of unrighteousness for them that perish; because they received not the love of the truth, that they might be saved. {11} And for this cause God sendeth them a working of error, that they should believe a lie: {12} that they all might be judged who believed not the truth, but had pleasure in unrighteousness. {13} But we are bound to give thanks to God always for you, brethren beloved of the Lord, for that God chose you from the beginning unto salvation in sanctification of the Spirit and belief of the truth:)

So, I flew up to the black lock, grabbing it with my feet, and I began to labor away with Spirit and Truth. It was then that I noticed that there were several other people doing the same thing. I did not see them until I myself began to work on the black lock.

The floodgates were screaming at us, saying, "Who authorized you to do this? You are working against God! You are blaspheming heaven! You are unloving and cruel! You are rebellious and shall be judged!" These lies kept pouring forth and the floodgates of religion continued to assail us, trying to stop us, but the harder I worked with Spirit and Truth, the less their words affected me. (This must happen at this time to separate the wheat from tares and sheep from goats.)

Part Two

After it had been some time since I had seen the vision of the floodgate, not really knowing how it ended or what happened, I received the second part of the revelation in a different vision. This time I was flying over an extremely long beach. The beach was covered with hundreds of thousands of large black dots. As I got closer to the beach, I could see that these black dots were actually large circles of men. They were dressed in suit clothing but their clothing varied from circle to circle. Each group surrounded a chalkboard, or a writer board, or a large set of blue prints. They were writing mathematical formulas, studying plans or writing theories about surfing. That's right, surfing. The kind of surfing that is done in the ocean. Their theories and formulas were very complex but the funny thing was none of them appeared to be dressed to surf. In fact, I did not see even one surfboard! (Surfing represents living above the curse, just like Noah's Ark was above the curse of the flood. The problem is in many religious "circles" their formulas do not help them live above the curse. Only those who are dressed up with Christ's Word and works can live above the curse. {Rom.13:12} The night is far spent, and the day is at hand: let us therefore cast off the works of darkness, and let us put on the armor of light. {13} Let us walk becomingly, as in the day; not in revelling and drunkenness, not in chambering and wantonness, not in strife and jealousy. {14} But put ye on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make not provision for the flesh, to [fulfil] the lusts [thereof].)

Just then a large wave came onto the beach it rolled over and up the sand. The water came to about knee-height of the men who were the closest to the ocean. The ones farthest from the water were hit at about ankle-level by the water. Yet, not one man seemed to even notice the water. Then I saw thousands upon thousands of surfers on the beach dripping and soaking wet with the Spirit of God. They had just ridden the wave onto the beach. Most of them had long hair and they were wearing love beads and peace symbols, plus many were wearing sunglasses with funky hats. I knew this to be the Jesus movement of the 1970s. It was real revival!

These surfers immediately began to approach the groups of men standing around with their chalkboards. They began telling the men about the experiences they'd just had. They were telling them all about their ride on the waves, using all kinds of surfing lingo and slang. This went on for a short time. Then suddenly the men in the groups turned to the surfers and began to condemn them, saying, "You don't know anything about surfing! We are the surfing experts! If you want to know something about surfing, learn it from us!" (These new Christians who were born of the Spirit were seduced by the Harlot religions.)

Many of the surfers went away. Many others conformed and became just like the men around the chalkboards. Others joined existing groups and some created their own groups. There were some who even created groups that were not committed to Jesus Christ at all. (Some who were saved by grace and the Spirit were brought into bondage to religion.)

Then I heard the Lord say, "The next wave that comes in will be so large and so powerful that everything on the beach will be removed! (A wave of religious delusion will sweep the world but the righteous will ride above it.) Whoever comes riding the wave in will be the ones standing on the beach". Then the Lord explained to me that before this happens He would direct the men on the beach to take up their surf boards, paddle out into the sea and wait on Him for the great thing that He would do. I somehow knew that only a few would respond because some of those who paddled out would feel like they had wasted their time and would return to the beach. Others would paddle out, get tired or disillusioned and stop short of the distance required to ride the wave in. (Many, when God doesn't move in their time, will take destructive steps for their life.) Still there were many others who would take up their surf boards, stand at the edge of the water, either peering out into the sea or calling friends to come with them, and still they would never actually get in the water with their surf boards. (Those who stand on the earthly will be destroyed. The righteous will ride above the filth of the Dead Sea and the clear water from the Jordan will follow and wash away the remnants of it. The dragon/serpent sends forth a flood of deception to take the woman in the wilderness but the earth swallows the deception and the woman Church is spared. {Rev.12:14} And there were given to the woman the two wings of the great eagle, that she might fly into the wilderness unto her place, where she is nourished for a time, and times, and half a time, from the face of the serpent. {15} And the serpent cast out of his mouth after the woman water as a river, that he might cause her to be carried away by the stream. {16} And the earth helped the woman, and the earth opened her mouth and swallowed up the river which the dragon cast out of his mouth.)

As I continued to consider all these things, I kept looking at the beach. Suddenly, I saw in front of me the floodgates again! It was almost as if I was looking at a split screen. On one side of the screen I could see the beach covered with men and on the other side of the screen I could see the large group of people, including myself, feverishly hammering and chiseling away at the black lock. I noticed, however, something different about the people working on the black lock. There was something different about them than the last time that I had seen them. All of them, including myself, were clutching surfboards with our feet and somehow being suspended in the air as we continued to work at the lock. (Those who stand in heavenly places in Christ will be secure from the delusions to come and many who have been held captive will be set free.)

Then I knew in myself what was to happen. I was filled with thrilling excitement and so much hope I couldn't stand it. I knew that when the lock broke the floodgates would fly apart and be dashed to pieces. The water would come through the floodgates with a massive force like a tidal wave. I heard the Lord speak to me again but this time it was from inside of me instead of outside of me. He said, "All who labored in obedience to what I told them to do will ride the forefront of this wave". I knew that this wave would go all the way to that beach that I had seen in my other vision, that we would meet up with all those who obeyed the Lord and paddled out into the ocean and there would be a new day of the church. The church age as we have known it will end and the Church will rise up as the Bride. (Praise to the Lord!)

Later I heard the Lord say to me, "I the Father had my 12, 12 tribes, and they were cut off. From the stump came a Holy seed, a new shoot, my beloved Son. And He had His 12, 12 Apostles". I knew that there was another 12 coming and it would be a work by the Holy Spirit, according to the Word of God, but I do not know what 12 this will be. I do, however, know that though the new thing will come out of the old thing, it will in no way resemble, look like or operate like the old thing. (History always repeats but with larger groups of people. A modern-day man-child ministry, in whom Jesus lives, will raise up from the 12 spiritual tribes, apostolic forefathers to go forth and raise up the real five-fold ministries and the people of God. The greatest revival of true Christianity will cover the earth as persecution burns up the wood, hay and stubble of their lives.)

There will be a new Church; it will be a Holy Bride without blemish, without spot and without wrinkle. (A holy Bride will come forth from the apostate church system.)

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