The White Horse
By the summer of 1982, Bob Jones had been a believer for over twelve years. He was that former Marine who was saved and delivered out of a life of sin in 1970, which included alcoholism and violence. The main theme that God seemed to be communicating to Bob for the seven years since 1975 was God was going to bring a mighty revival to the heartland of America and the world. Bob also had visions of some of the characteristics of the leaders that the Lord would use to bring this large gathering of souls to Himself before the end of the age, and Bob was about ready to be introduced to them.
Up until 1982, Bob Jones had attended several different churches. Some of those churches accepted him and his gift, and others didn’t. One man, who recalled meeting and attending church with Bob during these years, was a former member of Agape Fellowship named Steve Klein. Agape Fellowship by 1982 had closed, and this young man was amazed at some of the visions that he heard Bob had experienced and shared from his heart with others from time to time.
On August 8, 1982, Bob had a powerful vision in which he saw a man, lying on a wooden board, which was mounted on a white horse. The white horse had wings, like a mighty white Pegasus, or rather, a horse that one could imagine that the Lord would return on, on the last day. Bob was standing behind the white horse, and it led him directly into the middle of a dry creek bed. As Bob stood there, the Spirit of the Lord placed water in the creek bed that flowed in from the sides. It became a stream of water, which was about four inches deep in the middle (Bob often referred to this level as “enough water to keep you clean”).
There was a man next to the white horse that had an exuberant spirit about him, and he was saying, “He is not heavy; he is my brother.” Now on the right foot of the white horse there was a horn, which the Lord revealed to Bob represented the power of God. This revelation was in referenced to Habakkuk 3:4 which states: “His splendor was like the sunrise; rays flashed from His hand, where His power was hidden.”
Bob then looked and saw the man lying on the board on the white horse in the middle of the stream, crying out to God for deliverance, and there were rabid dogs on either side of the stream. Bob knew these dogs represented “religiously minded men” (people), who resisted the move of the Holy Spirit. They could not get into the river because they were afraid of water. Their throats were swollen up as they barked and ranted on, yet they could not drink or get into the water. They were tormented, yet refused the only thing that could provide relief, which was the water. Instead, fear kept them on the banks—raging, barking, and accusing the white horse in the water. Despite their ire and frenzy, the dogs could not bite the white horse as long as it stayed in the middle of the stream.
The Lord told Bob that it was his responsibility to keep the white horse with the man on it and the man beside it away from the rabid dogs, by staying in the middle of the stream. The Lord gave Bob a bridle, and when the horse would stray to the left or to the right, he would pull the bridle in the appropriate direction, and it would move back to the center of the stream.
The Lord said, “I will release the Spirit of prophecy to keep this white horse in the middle of the stream. Walk alongside him and gently hold the reins to keep him in the middle of the stream, because one day the rains will surely come.” The Lord put a rein in Bob’s hands and said, “When he goes to one side or the other, pull on that rein.” Bob was told to, “Watch his (the white horse’s) back.”
Bob said, “God would give me whatever revelation was needed at the time to keep the white horse and the man beside it in the middle of the stream: the revelation that would get them back into faith if they turned to the right or to the left.
The Lord warned Bob not to try and manipulate or control the white horse, but that his most important job was to watch its back for the things it couldn’t see. “Don’t let the mad dogs bite the white horse or the man beside it,” the Lord said. Bob recounted later: “That was my job: to just keep them in the stream with expectancy and to keep them looking to Jesus for answers and crying out to Him.”
Then suddenly, Bob then saw the Lord come and flip over the man on the board into the stream. At that moment there was an explosion of light, as if revival exploded.”1
Bob then remembered an earlier vision in which the Lord said that the revival would start in the south part of Kansas City. The Lord showed him that the “power shall be in their hands,” which referenced the same verse (Hab. 3:4) that Bob had seen clearly that same day. God said that He would release the Holy Spirit onto multitudes, and rays of His power would be seen coming out of their hands.
Bob observed by the Spirit that people in the audience could see light coming from the hands of these revivalists like laser beams. When the laser beams passed over the people where they stood, they would be healed. Some would receive new kidneys and other organs. Others would be healed of various diseases and infirmities. The lame would walk, the deaf would hear, and the blind would receive their sight. Great power evangelism would be taking place in this way.
About a month later, in a time of despair when he was still waiting for this group of people, the Lord spoke to Bob very clearly, giving him this sentence in September of 1982: “At the first of spring when the snow melts, they will sit around the communion table, and they will accept you.”
About 6 months later On March 20, 1983, Art Katz flew into Kansas City on a private plane to spend Sunday with Mike Bickle. Shortly after Mike finished preaching the Sunday morning service Mike could see Bob Jones approach Art Katz and spoke quietly to him for quite some time. Mike was still fairly certain that Bob was the false prophet, so this made him a little nervous. He had not mentioned anything to Art about Bob and did not want to taint Art's impression of his new fellowship.
At the end of the service, Art approached Mike and asked, “Who is that guy?”
“I don't really think I know,” Mike said, thinking Art was going to slam Bob. Instead, much to the astonishment of Mike, Art said, “That man is a prophet of God. He told me the secrets of my heart which no man could possibly know.”
Bob had told Art about a dream Art had had the previous night, which Art hadn’t shared with anyone. On March 20, 1983, Art Katz flew into Kansas City on a private plane to spend Sunday with Mike Bickle. Shortly after Mike finished preaching the Sunday morning service Mike could see Bob Jones approach Art Katz and spoke quietly to him for quite some time.
Mike was still fairly certain that Bob was the false prophet, so this made him a little nervous. He had not mentioned anything to Art about Bob and did not want to taint Art's impression of his new fellowship. At the end of the service, Art approached Mike and asked, “Who is that guy?”
“I don't really think I know,” Mike said, thinking Art was going to slam Bob. Instead, much to the astonishment of Mike, Art said, “That man is a prophet of God. He told me the secrets of my heart which no man could possibly know.”
Bob had told Art about a dream Art had had the previous night, which Art hadn’t shared with anyone