Bible Study: The Holy Grail

When someone mentions the Holy Grail, the term may bring up images of India Jones and The Last Crusade or King Arthur and his Knights on a quest and Jesus at The Last Supper. How does a man find the Holy Grail and what is it?

Anyone who loves their father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; anyone who loves their son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me. 38Whoever does not take up their cross and follow me is not worthy of me. 39Whoever finds their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life for my sake will find it. (Matthew 10:37-39)

"You don't know what you are asking," Jesus said to them. "Can you drink the cup I am going to drink?" "We can," they answered. (Matthew 20:22)

What cup did Jesus drink from? He walked knowingly to his death. He didn't love his life, but gave it willingly. Most all the Apostles except John died in similar but different ways. John they tried to throw in bowling oil, but to no avail. Doubt and Fear kill Faith. John had no fear or doubt?

Satan Thrown Out of Heaven

7 And war broke out in heaven: Michael and his angels fought with the dragon; and the dragon and his angels fought, 8 but they [a]did not prevail, nor was a place found for [b]them in heaven any longer. 9 So the great dragon was cast out, that serpent of old, called the Devil and Satan, who deceives the whole world; he was cast to the earth, and his angels were cast out with him.

10 Then I heard a loud voice saying in heaven, “Now salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, and the power of His Christ have come, for the accuser of our brethren, who accused them before our God day and night, has been cast down. 11 And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, and they did not love their lives to the death. 12 Therefore rejoice, O heavens, and you who dwell in them! Woe to the inhabitants of the earth and the sea! For the devil has come down to you, having great wrath, because he knows that he has a short time.” (Revelations 12:7-12)

Testimony:

May 24, 2014:

2 Kings 2:9

I turned 30 on March 9th, 2014. I had been receiving a calling, and by May 24th I had become very Good at talking with the Holy Ghost. I loaded up a backpack with 45 pounds of weight like a Centurion, and went for a walk.

Life for me had been miserable over the last few months. I was dealing with multiple legal issues for pursuing happiness, and obeying God. Time in jail had put me in financial trouble, and I was close to losing my apartment, and being homeless. I had no real friends or family in a 500 mile radius, and no one to really turn to. I had exhausted all reasonable possibilities. Nothing else mattered to me but God.

I started my March around Central Middle School on Main Street, Murfreesboro, TN, and walked till the End of the Road. It was about 7-9 miles. I have never really measured it accurately.

Along the way, God asked me to do things, and I had to reason with him. The Spirit of God was completely working through me. I had to take proverbial lessons God gave me, and we wrestled in my head. I had to remember God has Good plans for me. Don’t Look Back. Walk The Line…as in, don’t veer off the straight path laid out for me.

I felt like I had a disk in my head. God was at the front of my head, something not of God at the back of the head that I learned to ignore. I worked to flip this disk like a coin so that God was on top of my head pointing towards the heavens. I did this by obeying or being right in my reason.

I was told every lie I could image at the time about the Bible and scripture or hard truths, and I had to not care. I don’t care to repeat or remember them. I was showed many things like Enoch is to Noah as Elijah is to Elisha, and how God had been working through people, and many similar instances. I saw many visions, and felt like 2000 years of Christian history and suffering were propelling me forward. Like there had been people who had endured a lot of suffering so I could be doing this with God.

On the way to the End of the Road, I had a vision that Jesus was waiting for me there. I was close to losing my apartment, and had legal issues, had no job, nothing to really hope for, and little to no joy in my life. In February 2014, I was suddenly struck with what I'll call Divine Madness, that is, I could think of little else but God, and God related things, and what I was receiving was way more interesting than whatever else I was doing.

As I was walking, I felt like I may be taken up to heaven at the End of the Road, and all my suffering would be over. I wanted it to happen. I hoped for it.

As I reached the End of the Road the straps on my backpack started to slip naturally. I had straps around my waist as well. I felt like I could not stop. I could not look back. I had to keep going. I started running. I wasn’t going to stop. The straps around my waste slipped as well after my backpack hit the ground, and I pulled it for a few yard. I left my backpack in the street, and soon arrived at the end of the road. Jesus was not there. Elisha had to see Elijah.

I rested about five minutes, and took my boots off. It was disappointing not finding Jesus, but I had dealt with a lot of disappointment, was learning about faith, and how to lean on God, and was not disheartened too much. I started walking back. God said my backpack represented my sins. I left my backpack in the street, and walked back with no water or weight. I did not look at it or look back.

I feel like there are Jewish Angels around me. Off the side of the road I feel like I am walking in a parade to some degree, and there are Angels watching me, and fawning over me. “It’s Ezekiel.” They gasped.

Soon God tells me to walk in the middle of the street. This is an empty rural highway. I do so. Two vehicles were approaching. I had a bad feeling about them. I command handed the vehicles as they approached and said authoritatively, “I’m not Jesus. Jesus wasn’t there. I’m not Jesus. You can’t run from me.” The vehicles didn’t swerve or change path, and neither did I. I felt like a side mirror of a truck may have passed through my arm, but I didn’t flinch. I didn’t look back. I didn’t care. After they pass I get back on the shoulder of the road.

Five minutes or so later a firetruck and a police car pass by me alarms blazing, and I sense that my backpack may have caught on Fire somehow. I start to see the bluest sky I have ever seen. It was like Heaven had woken up and come forth. I feel like there is something in the air behind me. I don’t look back or up. I pass back over Cripple Creek. (Genesis 32:22-32)

I continue my mental wresting with God. He had been sharing the numbers in the Bible with me, and how some of his holy miracles worked. I was beaten down mentally till I did not care about any of that, and shown that I should just obey the Spirit.

The whole time I feel like I had a disk in my head. I am still working it so that the good part is facing up. The disk kind of feels like some of the Catholic statues of Jesus or the Saints.

I was told that if I kept on walking Jesus would possess me, and I would be no more. I kept on walking. About a mile or two outside of Murfreesboro it was over, and I felt like I had a giant crown on my head. My body also went through some burning sensations that were different and supernatural. My whole body felt like it was on fire, but I remember a burning sensation in my groin more.

When I came back to my apartment I was more exhausted then I had ever been in my life. I felt like I was in some sort of high gravity chamber and couldn’t move for a long time nor did I want to. I felt burning sensations. I may have been similar to what Jonah outside of Nineveh may have felt like when God had him lay down. Eventually I watched two different lyric videos of “Sex on Fire” by Kings of Leon on my phone because that was how I was feeling, and that released me.

I became homeless over the next two months, and kept working on my phone. God was training me through his spirit. I have the Word in me.

Jesus did not possess me in a literal way. I had to be willing to pick up the plow and not look back. I was being tested. I did end up with a Victory Crown that has been a significant part of my life since. It feels like an invisible crown or like a steel band around my head. It has felt like a Crown of Thorns, at times, but not often, and it has also, but not often felt like an electric wreathe like a Roman Crown. I have issues wearing hats because of 1 Corinthians 11. Anytime I speak I may be speaking for God. I have been very careful about my words, and I learned about The Power of The Tongue.