Manning a lighthouse might be a dying occupation. A lighthouse is still a valued part of maritime life. Maybe today these lighthouses are unmanned, but the importance of lighthouse keepers was once worth the horror of someone living alone and isolated, or maybe with one other keeper being company, with occasional visits from a supply boat. It looks like I have been given a similar task by the God whose family is the body of Christ His Son Jesus. The time was in the mid nineties when I was pleading to God to give me certainty I had been given the Holy Spirit. The answer was a vision in which I was shown a building site bucket tipped out, sand pouring from it, and the message “Build the Temple”. So I have since done what I can best understand the vision to mean. I put outwards what is given me inwardly. Like that bucket tipping out its contents on a building site for others to pick up the contents and use it in their work. Someone has to tip the bucket out. But although there were others involved in early meetings I attended where the message was confirmed, and then later when further knowledge and understanding of Father and Son and Holy Spirit was given me so I could teach, the ability to meet with others was curtailed, and I find myself essentially manning a lighthouse, as it were, so to speak. I make sure the light keeps shining. But nobody does it with me. This was prophesied to me in meetings I attended over many weeks. Like Elijah working alone on the mountain top, in the hearing and sight of many, but still very much alone. It is unusual. Mostly there should not be isolation as a rule, unless there is the company of having the Holy Spirit. We maintain fellowship, all on the same page with each of those who learn the truth in Jesus, and thus fellowship with Father and Son, in step with the Holy Spirit, is maintained. Yet sometimes it needs the manning of a lighthouse.
