SET THE TRUMPET TO THY MOUTH

Rosh Hashanah 5767

The Delusion Resistance Excursion

By David Ben Yakov

©2006 David Ben Yakov / Delusion Resistance

To say that The Delusion Resistance is a unique entity would be a gross understatement. Sure, there are other sites on the internet that share a lot of the ideas that we have on our web ministry site. And sure, there are those who are trying to get that same information out to the masses. But we at The Delusion Resistance  have something unique; we have a core membership of Bible believing, Yeshua loving Messianists who hear from Yahweh and are not afraid to act upon the commands of Avienu. We're not afraid to answer "hineni" (here am I) when He calls upon us. And, even though an idea sounds sort of out of the status quo of the modern day church; as long as it is Biblically sound, we're not afraid to act. So, when our dear sister Amber wrote to me and said that Yeshua had spoken to her regarding a Shofar blowing, I immediately bore witness to that idea. In her letter she wrote that Yahweh had told her that "when I hear the Shofar's blow in unison, I'll come down." Well, who in their right mind doesn't want Yahweh to come down. Who would scoff at the idea of Yeshua sending His Ruach (Spirit) down to dwell in a more intense form His People. So, when I read Amber's letter I yelled out, "come down Yahweh Yeshua!!"

So the prayers started. How is this supposed to be done. How in the world can an event be organized so that everyone called to participate could be blowing their Shofar's at the same time. Some people would be at work; some would be sleeping and many would be between those two times. I laughed when I thought about how my neighbors (I live in an apartment) would be agitated if my time slot would have been at three o'clock in the morning. They know that I'm a Messianic and that I try to keep some of the Hebraic holidays and such. Hearing a Shofar blast at three in the morning would probably result in them calling and having the guys in white coats coming to escort me to the nearest psychiatric facility. Funny how the mind wanders when trying to figure stuff out. Another potential problem that I saw was in trying to get the word out.

These questions were answered when Yahweh told me that the blasts would be best if they were performed in ten minute intervals at sundown by people all over the world. In this case, there could in effect be a continuous Shofar blast heard during a twenty four hour period. Cool I thought, sort of a Shofar wave going all over the world. So the when question was partially answered; now how to get the word out. The following is how acting without fervent prayer brings sort of warped results. I figured that I would e-mail everyone that I knew might be remotely interested, or at the very least could spread the word to their contacts. So that I did, and that was very easy. Next I e-mailed all of the Messianic Jewish congregations that I could find on the internet. That was pretty easy too. And finally, I put a page on the Resistance website for all visitors so that they could sign up or get the word out or both. I felt that the date of Rosh Hashanah was an appropriate date, seeing that it is the Feast of Trumpets, and the Shofar is a trumpet. A real no brainer right? So with that in mind I included that in the information I sent out to people. Also, I was instructed by Yahweh that sundown on the 22nd of September would be appropriate since that is when Rosh Hashanah starts in the Jewish calendar. I was directed to a website where people could figure out when sundown was at their location on the 22nd of September and the decision was made that everyone who wanted to participate should go for ten minutes when they played. 

You know, I really love Yahweh and how He does stuff, even after we act out of ignorance. So, after I got the word out to all that I thought I could, I got a ever so gentle dope slap from Yahweh. But in discipline, there is learning for those who are willing to learn. You see, I had been worrying that there would be some sort of gap in the wave or that people would fudge on any commitment. Sue me, I'm a worrier at times. So then came the gentle word of our G-d. He asked me what day the trumpet was to be blown. I responded that it was Rosh Hashanah, the Feast of Trumpets. He responded with, "right." Then He asked me what most Jews would be doing during that evening. I responded that they would be celebrating. He asked me what main thing would happen during that celebration. I responded that the Shofar would be blown. He said, "gotcha." I said, okay, what are you trying to say? He said that at sundown on Rosh Hashanah every Jewish congregation, both Messianic, Orthodox, Conservative and Reformed would be blowing their Shofars. He told that since this was the case, then in effect, the Shofar blast would be heard continuously around the world. The few people that would join with me would be those who would stand in the gap for the few time slots that would not be taken. So, in effect, He had the whole thing under control and just needed a few extra people to stand in.

But something extra would be added by those whom He especially called, this Rosh Hashanah. We are a remnant, both those of us in The Delusion Resistance and our partners; and also the Messianic Congregations that would blow their Shofars anyway. We understand the spiritual significance of this particular day. We would also pray in the Spirit for the will of Yahweh to be accomplished on Earth as it is in Heaven. So with all of this in mind, I now present to you what happened last Friday night.

First, I have to say that I was not compelled to practice blowing the Shofar in practice before the event. Usually I'm pretty anal about such things; having an urge to be perfect in all that I do. But this time I felt a peace and knew that Yahweh had everything under control. I mused that even if I stank where the playing was concerned; by the time it reached Yahweh's ears, it would be perfect. I thought about the oh so many times that prayers which are thought out sounded hollow, and how the off the cuff prayers sounded sort of cheesy. But it was always the off the cuff prayers; the ones said from a contrite heart; they always seemed to have results. So, whatever my playing sounded like, Yahweh would honor not so much the sound, but the willingness to sound terrible, as long as I was doing what I was told to do, and did it with a willing heart. So that is why I didn't put a lot of emphasis on practice.

I have to stress that the Shofar playing event wasn't very popular in the Satanic realm. Just three days before the event my right ear started to act up; getting swollen inside, much like what happens when one gets a cold. But this time it hurt pretty bad, even affecting my jaw and giving me a headache. But I was determined to press on and any fleeting thoughts of canceling the event were put to rest. I was originally scheduled to work until seven o'clock that evening, but switched with a coworker so that I could have plenty of time to get to the event. But, in confusion that morning I somehow briefly forgot about the Shofar event and thought that I still had to work until seven and it was not until the last moment; about five minutes before nine o'clock Friday morning that I remembered about the time schedule trade I made, and realized that my time to start was actually nine till five thirty. So, like a madman I got into the Resistance Urban Assault Vehicle (RUAV for short) and sped off to work. I got there half an hour late which meant that I now had to work until six o'clock PM, making my getting to our sister Glori's house much closer to the actual time to blow the Shofar. To further complicate things, in my hurried rush to get to work, I forgot the Shofar, my kippah (yarmulke) and my tallit (prayer shawl). That meant that I had to stop home first, which meant I'd be further pushing the envelope of my time limit.

So anyway, I was pretty well a mess by the time I got out of work. About an hour before that time I took a pain pill for my ear and jaw and it was working, but not like I wanted it to work. I considered canceling because of that but decided to press on. I thought about Glori and wondered if she remembered that we were supposed to have the event at her house. I thought that if she had forgotten that I would go out to a park somewhere and blow the Shofar. She had every reason to forget; juggling a houseful of kids and being in the process of packing all of her belongings for her move to another house. Trying to find a secluded park was a chore too. I knew that my playing wouldn't be quite up to par and didn't want an audience to hear me and my inept playing. I made a call to Glori and she did remember the commitment so that made me glad. We'd play in her backyard and not to an visible audience. She told me that it was basically going to be she and I and that nobody else would be coming. That did not discourage me though because I knew that I had been commissioned to blow the Shofar and I would do my part no matter what.

I arrived at sister Glori's house about five minutes before seven on Friday. She was in the process of bidding farewell to her daughter and we soon found ourselves in her backyard. I donned my kippah and prayer shawl and Glori wore her prayer shawl. Her two dogs were really excited, the larger one named Mary, thinking that my Shofar was some sort of new chew toy. I later surmised that she smelled the inside of the Shofar which smells a little gamish. I blew few blasts of the Shofar in Mary's face calmed her down. We then bowed our heads in prayer and I raised the Shofar to my lips, silently praying that whatever came out of the horn would be a blessing to Yeshua and His command for me to play for him this night. After a couple of attempts the sound started to come out of the Shofar.
 

The sound was good for about four minutes. I had to take breaks from time to time because it is hard to force air through the little opening at the end of the Shofar. At about the fourth minute the sounds coming out of the horn sounded strange to me. Normally I'm able to increase in notes but not decrease in tone. But this night the tone not only increased, but decreased back and forth. There was limited success in blowing the battle call but something resembling it did come out.

After about the fourth minute my lip was spent. I handed the Shofar over to Glori and asked her if she wanted to play. She told me that she had never played a Shofar and didn't know if she could get a note out of it, but would try. It really didn't surprise me when she put the Shofar to her lips and got notes on the first try.
 

The child that Glori is holding in her arms had been particularly fussy that Friday. As the Shofar blowing commenced, the child became cooperative and I can't remember her crying once during that time. If the event was as significant in the spiritual realm as I believe that it is, then this child took part in something very important and I hope that someday she will read this and know that she is special.
 

After Glori played the Shofar she returned it to me. I played a little more, only able to get one note out of it. The last three minutes of our allotted time were spent in prayer. We prayed that Yahweh's will would be accomplished in the world scene as well as in heaven. We prayed for Israel, who we feel will be going though a time of trouble like she has never gone through before. We prayed for the brethren around the world; for our safety and our obedience toward Yahweh. We also prayed in the Spirit many things that we probably won't know about until we arrive in Glory.

I am very excited to see what the year 5767 will bring to the Israel, to the Church and to all of the heathen on this planet. I truly believe that the Ruach Ha Kodesh will be acting in a more real and evident manner starting last Friday. But as denoted by what Yahweh told Amber; "when I hear the Shofar's blow in unison, I will come down," I believe that there will be a final outpouring of the Ruach Ha Kodesh on the Church. Perhaps Yahweh will convict His Bride of sin and get her cleaned up before thing really start to get bad. Perhaps He will prepare His people for the worldwide persecution that is coming to refine His People. It could even be the year for Ezekiel 38 and the chastisement of America and Russia. We'll just have to keep a prayerful eye on the situation around the world and pray that Yeshua will give us the head's up on events before they occur.

But let me reassure you that whatever awaits us upon the horizon of future history, we know that Yahweh is the author of all history and that nothing goes down without His knowledge and His permission. I include the following Psalm, Psalm 27 as an encouragement for all of Yahweh's people:

La Shanah Tovah - Happy New Year, in Yeshua's Holy Name!!

David Ben Yakov