98 ~ Northern California
March 18, 2016 – March 23,
Jennifer Lynn Joy © 2017
03.17 – Zephaniah (NASB), “The LORD your GOD is in your midst, a
victorious warrior, HE will exult over you with joy, HE will be quiet in HIS love,
HE will rejoice (dance) over you with shouts of joy.”
03.18.2016 – Friday ~ The
drive was quiet, easy, refreshing, uneventful and beautiful. I am still in the
season of quietness before the LORD, of always being attentive to the sound of
HIS Voice, of listening and waiting for HIS sound before any other sound on
2013, HE asked me to turn off the worship music. The sound of silence became
more than golden. It was in the same season that HE asked me dance without the
use of my feet as it was the season of foot surgeries. It was a place of
residing deeper in HIS Holy Presence…not the earth’s imitation of HIS Presence.
along the way: 120977,
28 degrees, 7:33 AM, Eagle Point, Flying Eagle, 121222, 12:31
The Giant Redwoods remain very tall, overwhelmingly extravagant, strong pillars on the
earth regaling GOD’s majesty and beauty. This is a place I stop and intentionally
breathe in their immense strength, relentless beauty, towering power, deep
fragrance, and tangible nobility. The Redwood Forest in Northern California is
one of the most beautiful places on earth.
heard the Pacific Ocean calling my name, so I also stopped along the ocean side
to inhale a deep breath of salt air, warm California sun, refreshing winds and
those California Bears – I love the golden California bears on the bridge. A
place I have come and prayed before. A place where anointing oil, salt and wine
have touched the land and the river before. I anointed the Smith, Klamath, and
Trinity Rivers along the way.
Exodus 30:25, NASB,“You shall make of these a holy anointing
oil, a perfume mixture, the work of a perfumer; it shall be a holy anointing
I arrived at Caldwell’s between 3:30-4:00 PM in
McKinleyville. It has been many years
since my feet have touched this land. I am grateful for the open door, the kind
invitation, the welcoming sounds. Charlie was in the garage preparing a brisket
for a gathering at their home this evening. His beautiful wife, Tianne was out
of state caring for her mother. Therefore, out of respect and honor for their
home and marriage, Charlie set me up in their travel trailer “Weekend Warrior”
that was parked in their driveway.
and I are kindred spirits…we just absolutely love worshipping ELOHIM with
musical, artistic worship instruments. He shared about the fishing and logging
industry leaving North California and the “Weed” taking over (aka pot) as it
has now become a legal “medicinal” product bringing wealth through the
harvesting of countless crops in Northern California. We sampled “Tucia”
(fermented Plums distilled, Romanian national drink) and he shared his recent
photos of worship instruments including tomahawks, drums, etc. Charlie gave me an eagle feather which I sent
to a Native American friend in Alabama.
friends and family arrived and it is a lively group fellowshipping with
laughter, song, food, fun, and great joy.
asked to see photos of some of HGRM’s recent Worship Instruments, so we
retreated to the trailer where my laptop was located, for a few moments. She was
concerned over the mold accumulating as the winter storms had damaged the
trailer. So, I agreed to stay one night in the trailer as I truly wanted to
overcome the ladder in the sleeping place. I am determined not to allow the
remnant of foot surgeries to deter me. On the next evening, I would stay at Joe
and Trudy’s and sleep on an airbed in their guest bedroom.
is my belief that my steps are ordered by the LORD and even when I cannot see
HIS purposes or pleasures it is always my intention to walk in immediate
obedience trusting HIM with the outcome of my life.
Saturday – In the morning, Charlie drank coffee and I sipped tea, as he prepared a light breakfast. We are both
eager to get on the trail. Our destination is the Lost Coast Beach towards
Petrolia. Charlie has packed flags, flutes, whistles, horns (Shofars). I asked
about the salt, wine, and oil and I can tell by the expression on his face, this
detail is not prepared. However, often GOD goes before us. After I explained
Charlie’s role as navigator, anointing the rivers, his sphere of influence in
Northern California as a native Californian and a Native American he could
readily see the need for the oil (symbolic of Christ Jesus, Yeshua the anointed
one), wine (the new covenant), and salt (we are the salt of the earth).
reached for some wild grape port in a cobalt blue bottle that had been sitting
on the counter for about 2 months; Kosher Salt, and Oil for Humboldt Rivers that
I sent a few years back. Charlies smiling noted, “God said to use it sparingly
because it needs to go to many sources in the wilderness.” We mixed a random
portion of the three ingredients together in an empty water bottle and then I
set in on the shelf by the front door. We finished loading Charlie’s truck and
I asked again making a mental note: Flags? Flutes? Shofars? Oil? He jumped out
of the truck to go get the “oil” by the front door. He came back out to the
truck said that he could not see it. So, I went in with him and it was in the
exact place where I put it. I laughed because how many times has GOD put
something or someone right in front of me and I just did not have eyes to see
what HE was showing me. Sometimes it is easy to be so excited about what GOD is
doing or how HE is moving that we can miss the obvious.
we are ready to depart! The rain is falling. The roads are wet. It is the
Saturday before Palm Sunday in America. The heavy fog and lingering mist
provide a covering. Truly we are near the northern Californian beach…nothing
like the high dry desert where I reside.
Charlie invited others to join us on this adventure…all declined.
along the way: Luke 19; 54 degrees, 200212, Riptide,
Arcata Farmlands, Bottomlands, Tsunami Zone.
traveled to the Mad River (9:48 AM), at the location Charlie rolled his MGB in
to the river when he first moved to Humboldt County years ago and God pulled him
from the wreckage. A miracle. Then we poured oil, blew Shofars, took photos,
and asked Lord’s supernatural blessings on this day that HE had set apart for
We then drove from the Mad River to the Eel River (10:45 AM).
Interesting that one of HGRM intercessors called as we passed through Eureka.
The Eureka Effect: the sudden, unexpected realization of the solution to a problem.
The Eel River bank is very muddy and slippery. Charlie masterfully
slides down the slopes of the river bank to pour the oil in the river without
sliding into the murky waters. Obviously, his skateboarding skills are a
benefit in this moment. We both blew our Shofars. They resonated their sounds through
the river and the sky. The presence of ABBA ADONAI was tangible.
continued south on our journey to the northern tip of the San Andreas Fault
apex. After passing through Ferndale, we proceeded over the very windy, bumpy
road to the Lost Coast Beach and the Mattole River (12:40 PM – 200387 mileage).
We crossed the Bear River and I asked if we were going to anoint this river, at
first Charlie hesitated, then he said, “Yes, it will be on the way home, our
last River, the 7 River.” This all resonated in my spirit and as
per norm Charlie and I are on the same wave length in the Spiritual Realm with
we turned the corner, the Pacific Ocean was larger than life before us and I took
some photos. Simply magnificent. Then we traveled south along the Lost Coast
Beach Shoreline two-lane, no-shoulder, country road toward the Mattole River.
we headed south, I noticed what I thought was four eagles soaring overhead
(12:12 PM). I asked Charlie, “Are those eagles?” He said, “No, we are too far
south, Humboldt County has three pairs of nesting eagles about 70 miles north
of us.” I said, “Charlie, look up. I am pretty sure those are eagles.” He took
his eyes off the road and tilted his head out the window and looked up. And
said with a very wide smile, “Sure enough those are eagles, what are they doing
66 came to mind, so I took out my phone app and read it. Seemed perfect for the
time and season.
Isaiah 66:1-2, NASB,Thus says the LORD, “Heaven is My throne and the earth is My footstool. Where
then is a house you could build for Me? And where is a place that I may rest?
For My hand made all these things, thus all these things came into being,”
declares the LORD. “But to this one I will look, to him who is humble and
contrite of Spirit, and who trembles at My word.”
took photos as Charlie continued to drive along. Gratefully, Charlie is not one
like some who text, take photos, and eat while driving. He focused on
the road. This is comfort to my soul as ditches are not my safe place.
my spirit, I felt like we were amidst a convocation of eagles but even that
seemed like a stretch of my imagination. Nonetheless, it was a great
encouragement to see them hovering overhead. It reminded me of previous trips
to Montana and the eagles that nest around Flathead Lake.
we continued south, we saw another young eagle perched on the fence and
continued south about 5 miles to the Mattole River with a plan to stop at the
beach and the San Andreas Fault Apex on the way back. We took photos of horses, mules and the beautiful scenery. Suddenly, as we turned a corner, we came
across a restaurant named the “Yellow Rose” clearly in the middle of nowhere.
And I am pretty sure that it is more than just a “restaurant” in this
non-business, non-housing territory. I did not feel comfortable stopping even
though it might have been lovely to use their restroom.
found a place along the Mattole River and how grateful I am that he likes
sliding down river banks and climbing through dripping wet brush. He blew his
“Eagle Whistle” as he poured the oil and then we headed up the hill to blow the
Shofars over the valley that the Mattole River flows through.
the way back to the beach, we noticed another Golden Eagle on the beach near
the shore line, and other birds (red-tail hawks and other species of hawks). It
remained overcast yet the rain finally lifted and there is just a light mist and lingering fog by the time we landed on the beach at 12:50 PM.
stopped at the location, Charlie had spotted on our way south. A place where a
previous recent earthquake had shifted some rocks creating a very noticeable
change in the landscape.
grabbed our Worship Instruments (Flags, Shofars, Flutes, Oil) and headed to the
beach. Charlie was kind to allow me to use his shoulder as a stabling point as
we climbed down the trail. He fleets down the trails like a deer. Me…well not
exactly like a deer. LOL!
am surprised when I see six Eagles (Isaiah 6 came to mind) soaring above us. An
hour has passed, we are not near their feeding place or nesting place, yet they
are clearly soaring above us.
Isaiah 6:3, NASB,“And one cried unto another, and said,
Holy, Holy, Holy, is the LORD of hosts: the whole earth is full of HIS GLORY!”
2 Kings 2:20-21,“He (Elisha) said, “Bring me a new jar,
and put salt in it.” So, they brought it to him. He went out to the spring of
water and threw salt in it and said, “This says the LORD, ‘I have purified
these waters; there shall not be from there death or unfruitfulness any
(Since 1985 I have been pouring salt,
wine, and oil in the rivers across America and other nations decreeing this
Scripture from 2 Kings).
poured the salt, sounded the Shofars, sang a lullaby to the San Andreas Fault
Lines, danced on the rocks with flags, played the flute and prayed peace and
blessing over this California land and its residents. We prayed for GOD to have
HIS way, for HIS Name to be honored and highly esteemed in the State of
1:23 PM Charlie noticed a Golden Eagle setting on the ridge above us. So that
is now at least 8 eagles that we can visually see and I am clearly undone. I
have never seen anything like this. I know this is clearly natural yet
supernatural. I know that GOD is hovering over us.
taking more photos, praying, sounding the Shofars, and watching the eagles. We
left the beach a little after 2:00 pm (mileage 200396). We packed up, headed up
the trail, Charlie’s stable shoulder guiding me up the slope. Psalm 91 comes to
mind…and I am reminded of GOD’s overt protection. As we headed north and turned
a corner, near ground level in the shadows was a pack of buzzards. Yet,
overhead the Golden Eagle was perched on the ridge above watching as we headed
northwest and another Eagle perched watching the southeast. Sentinels of ABBA
is common, when GOD is moving, and HIS Heavens are declaring HIS
purposes, the buzzards of life are hidden in the shadows. We drove on by giving
them no notice.
Psalm 91:1-2, NASB,“He who dwells in the shelter of the Most
High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say to the LORD, “My
refuge and my fortress, My God, in whom I trust!”
headed northwest toward Prescott Road near the Bear River to anoint the seventh River of this trip at 2:22 PM. We poured oil off the bridge, sounded the Shofar
the final time, gave thanks to the MOST HIGH GOD. I looked up and noticed the
Eagles had followed us over the ridge to join in the LORD’s blessing over our
great county. Eight eagles (six American Bald Eagles, two Golden Eagles). There
is a photo to verify this because to be honest, had I not seen it, I might be
thinking that is just not possible because Golden Eagles and American Eagles do
not travel together.
a new prophetic season is before us and the LORD is making HIS own declarations
over America. The LORD GOD had a convocation of Eagles of HIS Own Accord. GOD is truly infinite and so much more without
measure larger than we can think or imagine.
Ephesians 3:20-21, NASB,“Now to HIM who is able to do far more
abundantly beyond all that we ask or think, according to the power that works
within us, to HIM be the GLORY in the church and in Christ Jesus to all
generations forever and ever. Amen.”
drive home was quiet as we remained in awe of the day. We stopped at a local
restaurant in McKinleyville for refreshment on the way home. More red-tail
hawks flitted in the heavens as we returned to McKinleyville.
arrived home after traveling 145 miles in rain, fog, mist, and moments of
sunshine. The mileage on the truck 200449.miles.
Giving thanks to the LORD for
Charlie my driver, navigator, friend, brother, and kindred spirit. The immense
joy of traveling with Charlie is that we share the same passion, the same
purpose, the same mission statement, the same agenda. HIS NAME IS YESHUA!
the evening, we gathered at Joe and Trudy’s. It was a lovely evening of sweet
fellowship. I stayed the night there with plans to meet Charlie at church in
03.20.2016 – Sunday – About
30 days before departing on this journey, the pastor of Charlie’s church
contacted me about sharing regarding the 2016 American Prayer Journey, promising to
give me time to share and to take an offering for HGRM.
met Charlie at church at 9:45 AM. The electricity went out when he put in A432 Music
for California – Oceans and Rivers just as I was parking in the parking lot. The timing
was unique in that a vehicle hit an electrical pole, two blocks away at the
same time the A432 music began which was written for healing the land of
California. It was like GOD turned off the power in the church so that HIS
POWER would preside.
blew the Shofar to bring things into order as without the sound system, heat, music and
lights there seemed to be much chaos among the congregation.
Charlie and I were invited to share about the Eagles (since there was no sound
system, lights, or music) but then our presentation was cut short. We shared about 10 minutes and I noticed the Pastor tapping his
watch. So, I stopped and asked if the 30-minute timeline had changed. He said, “Wrap it up!” So, I immediately went to the back of the church and Charlie
closed with a couple of sentences. As we were heading out the door, the
Pastor’s spouse stood up and announced they would like to pray over me before I
there are times when I think it is wisdom is to just keep walking, but to honor
Charlie, I stayed. The truth is they were not interested in praying for me,
they wanted information on the eagle sighting to give to their local news
station. As a seer, for me it was all a bit uncomfortable. As soon as my feet
crossed the threshold of the church at 11:55 AM, the electricity came back on.
a traveling itinerant minister, I have seen many things in churches, I am not
always treated with dignity, honor, or respect, and so I simply forgive, move
forward, embracing the will and call of GOD upon my life. If one reads the
Gospels, those that followed YESHUA were not always treated with dignity, honor,
or respect either. It is simply a part of ministry.
John 4:23-24, NASB, Yeshua said, “But an hour is coming and now is, when
the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth; for such
people the Father seeks to be HIS worshipers. God is spirit, and those who
worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.”
and I went to lunch, then stopped by some mutual friends that I had not seen in
years. Charlie loves to connect the body of Christ. It is one of his gifts: Community
We returned to Joe and Trudy’s later in the afternoon. It was a lovely evening
with food, friends, family, and fellowship.
gave me a Glory Ring to finish – which went to the Fish River, in Alabama. That
was a sweet gift, as some years ago Trudy was one of HGRM's handmaidens and made Prophetic Glory
Rings for the Rivers of America.
also promised to make me a Scepter which I simply cannot wait to receive and
see. She is very anointed and I am so looking forward to this gift.
03.21.2016 – Monday – My heart was full and happy as I left
McKinleyville 8:00 AM and traveled east along the Trinity Hwy stopping at the
“Strawhouse” for breakfast as per Charlie’s recommendation. He was right…it is
a great place to shop and eat. Beautiful
scenery. Beautiful art work. Beautiful atmosphere. The day was filled with
numerous road construction delays so I did not arrive in Acampo until about
4:30 PM after driving through Sacramento, the Capital City of California to
good news is the draught in Northern California is over and the water levels in
the lakes are above normal. For this we give thanks.
is the place where I took my mom and aunt last year to visit cousins, so I
thought I might just take one day of vacation in Acampo, promising myself not
to answer my phone, an email, a text, or open my computer for 24 hours. And I
did just that! Don and Shirley are very warm and welcoming and I am grateful to
come here again, if ever so briefly.
03.22.2016 – Tuesday – The
Day at the Ranch. I walked around the ranch, praying, blessing the land. Don
drove me to the outside borders of the ranch, sharing with me, the history of
the 100 acre farm and I poured out oil wherever we stopped. Don and Shirley
welcome me like family. It is a sweet reprieve. An authentic day of rest during
this year of “The American Prayer Journey.”
and Shirley took me to “Wholey Ravioli” restaurant for dinner. It is a local’s
favorite and has wonderful pasta. It was a very blessed evening. I entreated
upon them to tell me their love story as they have been married over 50 years.
03.23.2016 – Wednesday – Leaving
about 7:00 AM, I drove home to Bend, Oregon. This was an easy trip with no
construction, arriving after 3:00 PM. PTL! Spending the time in prayer,
thanksgiving and praise for my FATHER’s Kingdom on earth and in heaven.
American Prayer Journey is closer to closure since Oregon, Washington, Idaho,
Montana, California, Florida, Alabama, Louisiana, and Mississippi have all have
had anointing oil, salt and wine poured on them this year. The LORD asked me to
go to the four corners of America and the heart of America in 2016 in
preparation for the American Presidential Election in the fall. The New England
States and Kansas are still on the list as well as other places of the LORD’s
purpose. It is a journey of extreme faith.
who soars with eagles,
Lynn Easton Joy, M.Div., Ordained Minister
© JENNIFER LYNN EASTON JOY