I have thought about this a long time and finally decided to do it.
I have had many dreams over the years about Randy Shankle and the Church in Marshall. I am going to share the 2 most important ones. The one that motivated me to go to Marshall, and the one that motivated me to leave Marshall. I also will share a 3rd dream that did not have Randy in it, but directly dealt with my leaving.
How could God do that? Did God change His mind? No. He wanted me there for discipleship school, but Randy’s teaching on the Kisser/Cleaver persuaded me to stay and go against God.
Let me give a short introduction to the 1st dream. I left the Air Force to become a Catholic monk, but got Spirit filled instead. At that time I was introduced to Randy’s teachings via audio tapes. God began to tell me to go to Marshall for more training. I knew I wasn’t supposed to move there, and only go for discipleship because God had told me to live in this city where I am now.
However, I had a man pleasing spirit and couldn’t get up the nerve to tell the 2 men who were teaching me at the time God wanted me to move to Marshall. Instead I joined the Navy.
At the last minute I decided I didn’t want to go in, but was manipulated, lied to, and threatened by the recruiter. I knew I could get out once I was in, so I decided to try anyways.
The Navy was absolutely horrible not like my time in the Air Force. But there were two main differences, I was now born again, and I wasn’t supposed to be there.
I was in Japan when I had the following dream. Please make note, I had never seen Randy, never seen him on TV, but I had seen a poor black and white photo in the CiM catalogue though. Here was the dream:
In the dream, I was at the church in Marshall. I was at a service and Randy was casting 2 demons out of me. (Now, I believe these 2 demons who had been oppressing me for years was a man pleasing spirit and a religious spirit.) In the dream Randy was dressed in some robe with a medallion around his neck.
I awoke to a knock at my door. I was told that the chaplain was on the phone for me. I went to the phone and the chaplain said that I had a Red Cross message stating that my grandfather had died. I told him that I would come and see him immediately.
I got dressed and wondered about my dream and this message, and instantly concluded that this would be my way to the States. How I got back and to Marshall is a long story you can read elsewhere.
Finally I arrived in Marshall, but Randy did not appear at the services until my 2nd Sunday there. The service was an African American wedding. Randy wore an African style robe and had an African medallion, just like in my dream. Here he was wearing exactly what I saw him wearing in my dream, the very 1st time I saw him.
Now I will give an introduction to the 2nd dream I had of Randy.
Before this dream happened and before I left, I had asked a young lady in CiM to marry me. She said no. I dropped it and let it go. Six months later we restored our friendship and she asked me why I had asked her to marry her. After telling her my reasons, and all the things I saw and believed, without even trying to persuade her, she saw it also and decided she wanted to marry me.
The administration wouldn’t marry us. And I wouldn’t leave it be. I pressured the administration for a solid reason, because all I had been told was there was no corporate prophecy, the was no word from God to the elders about it, and that I was more spiritual than her. Eventually they told me they felt I was missing God somewhere but they didn’t know where. And that was true, I was supposed to have left Marshall 2 years earlier when I had finished disciplship. I had now been there 4 years.
They demanded we not see each other but we did. Then eventually she decided to obey them, but I still went to see her. Eventually she called me still interested and her mother wanted us to elope elsewhere.
Randy and the administration began to speak about me in meetings, and I was called a fornicator, though we did no such thing. Then I had the following dream.
I dreamed I was on a train. I was a young teenager (about 14) riding in a train car with other teen boys. They were from the church in Marshall. One teen boy was Randy and in the dream he was a couple years older than me. We had woken up (inside the dream) and each of us used the bathroom to get ready for the day. For some reason I couldn’t get my hair in any order and I took a long time in the bathroom. When I was done, everyone had gone for breakfast. The dining car was also a bank. The food was served buffet style in the kitchen car. So I went to the kitchen and grabbed a plate and was about to serve myself, when all of a sudden I began to fall. As I slipped, the women in the kitchen began grabbing me and holding me up, one teen girl grabbed me sexually as this occurred. While this was happening, I kept trying to fill my plate and kept slipping on the floor. I just ignored the women trying to help me stay standing and the girl who was touching me. Finally I made it into the dining room/bank. There, Randy sat at a table with others and he said to me, “Why were you touching my wife?” And I said, “I didn’t touch her, she touched me.” He refused to believe me, and kept accusing me. I got angry and upturned the breakfast table on him.
The interpretation of this dream: the hair represents covering, my covering was not in order. The church government was my covering instead of Jesus. I had disobeyed the Lord’s will to obey Randy’s will. Therefore, my hair was all messed up. This caused me to be late in my preparations for God’s feeding and preparing me (late for breakfast). The Kitchen represents the church with the women. During this time in my life, the church itself kept me uplifted. The reference to the teen girl being Randy’s wife shows that the church is Christ’s wife, not the Randy’s. Some in the church sinned against me and used me. Perhaps since the girl was in relationship with Randy, this shows that perhaps, those in direct relation with the church government used me, while the church lifted me up. Could this be in reference to the Kisser/Cleaver teaching to get me to stay? The girl was trying to get me interested in staying, and did so sinfully. It is in the church where you get your spiritual food. It was there, where you get support when you fall in life. And it was there in my fall, that some in the church misused me. The dining room was a bank, because the pasture of God is a place of investment. At a bank we give and receive. In the pasture of God’s flock, in the assembly of believers, we minister to others and others minister to us. God paid a price for us, and we must invest our lives to Him. What He feeds us is precious to our spirit. It was in the pasture, in the assembly, where the authority wrongly accused me. Now many years later, I see I am fulfilling the dream by turning the table on Randy as Jesus did to the Tax collectors.
During this time, the church had a REALLY big change. Randy had found some older men of God, and he was submitting to them and his personal ministry to them. This is what happened, it was 1 older man in particular and 2 others that ministered with him. They did minister to the church, but were not involved in the church governments. The 3 men came to minister to the congregation. They were to give a word from God to each person at a service.
This is the word that was given to me from one of those men:
God sees you and your situation. He is happy with you. And He says that you are NOT squandering YOUR inheritance. And He says that He will keep your relationships.
The night that I got that word from God through that man, I had another dream:
In the dream, a young and short mafia guy came to me. He started threatening me, saying that the mafia was going to have me killed, and he might be the one to do it. He was small but I sensed a fear trying to have power over me, although it did NOT move me, except in anger. In the dream I knew that this was a demon. I grabbed him and swung him around and said “I am not afraid of you, they can’t kill me and neither can you, I command you to leave me in Jesus name.”
I woke up instantly and sensed the same exact fear trying to permeate my soul in my room. There was a 3 dimensional black humanoid next to my bed about 3 feet tall. I knew it was a demon, and I took the same stance. I said, “I command you to leave in Jesus name.” The demon walked through the wall under my Air Conditioner and left the apartment. I prayed in tongues and in English for awhile after that.
It was shortly after this, a couple weeks or so, that the Lord told me that he would or had removed the church’s authority from me. It was only 2 days after that he told me to leave and go to where I am today.
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