Grant McLennan 20 year anniversary of his passing

Before what I have called ‘the trials of terrors’ that came to disturb my peace and mind I endured for too many years; that I have and had to hold fast to God’s safe keeping like Abraham’s belief for provision when it came to sacrificing Isaac on the alter; God provided and Isaac became a great nation; and when God parted the Red Sea to protect the Israelites from the Pharoah’s pursuing army,
again God made a way of safety for them. And so despite these horrific visions and more I had to trust God in all things. What the enemy meant for evil, God turns it for good. (Genesis 50:20)

There were surreal moments and serendipity moments, mind boggling scenes involving others actions and words and the usual spiritual assaults I have been use to in these spiritual hits for the past fifteen years and more; crazy stuff that I have questioned what are you lot up to that I am witnessing these scenes and your actions and odd words and your running about. Even the coincidence of having a very disturbing dream and then visiting another’s home and seeing the damaged wall, and then their comment about how the wall got damaged. I’m thinking really Lord, are they related – my dream and their description that occurred; how am I to take this. Is it the enemy using two differing scenario events and making them look like they may be related yet they are not; changing perceptions to cause trouble and discomfort? Is it truth or is it a lie?

Is it borderline reality in our world because communities practice with the occult more and more; or is it what’s going on in other realms that are around us and or the deceptions of cults trying to create weaknesses in one’s psyche to try have them believe one is crazy – losing their mind. Thank God for God there was so much being revealed I knew I had my sanity and The LORD was revealing how far they go to steal life and do harm.

I already knew (and was aware) I was already coming under spiritual assault. This had been going on in a greater volume from the time I began working in the pathology laboratories at the hospitals.
These events in themselves had me reflect these ways had been going on since school days in a smaller capacity, I guess more like one off moments here and there, sporadically. Not every day or sometimes many times in a day, like when I was working in the laboratories. An Auntie’s words somewhat confirmed that this has probably been going on in the womb when she spoke, “Look after your mother she went through a hard time when she was pregnant with you.”

On the way home from a big celebration of this Aunt’s (not of blood but of love) milestone birthday, Mum and I both saw her name written in the clouds at the beginning of the long drive home. I actually said to Mum, “Can you see that?” This graceful dear lady went home soon after this, perhaps it was a message her husband who had passed many years prior was calling her home.
(Oddly I don’t recall the funeral service notifications being shared.)

Grant was the first of three people passing in this short span of time from 2006 to 2010. (My Dad was the following year.)

OH MY Mr Grant McLennan what has your passing back on 6th May 2006 awakened me too.

It began with the angry voice at the window at some odd hour of the night maybe midnight or one or two in the early morning hours. Too long ago to recall exact time now yet I would have it written
somewhere. A verse from – ‘Moments in Time’ poem:

Months passed and I was awoken in the early hours of a weekend
I heard outside my room an angry voice say “Call her”
Three times they spoke and each time the more aggressive
Did you make him go away
I was in God’s hands and I knew I was safe
I read the paper on Monday, you passed away

Perhaps the reason for this disturbance at my bedroom window on the weekend of Grant’s passing and God the Father reminding me of all the moments over a period of time I appeared to cross paths with this history maker musician was to unveil me to some of life’s workings in the world and begin to impart a bigger picture revealing the intricate connections of many on a journey back to our Sovereign Creator God. (Blogpost – ‘Moments in Time’)

Was Grant McLennan’s passing in 2006 the instigating moment that linked it altogether. I realised my personal events were about a future that was bigger than us. Whoever us is? Perhaps the people journeying with me or everyone who has been deceived by these wicked ways and entrapments that I had no idea were going on to the degree that they are till these past two to four years, for the time
has flown that I cannot keep track without a diary and the aid of reflecting on moments that have a time stamp.

And yes I may have initially thought it was a demon or Satan himself at my window but it could have been Grant in soul or whatever spiritual entity he is known, to be yelling for me to be called, for a long time I have come to recognise not everybody is what they appear to be. Consider the 1997 movie ‘The Devil’s Advocate’ (1997) starring Al Pacino and his character and portrayal.

For what I know now and if Grant has known of these horrific wicked ways for a long time, it is enough to be getting angry at what one is witnessing in the extremes of this world. And if I supposedly had a calling to intervene, well I certainly can’t intervene in prayer if I don’t know it’s going on and perhaps the angry voice was an attempt to say “Wake UP, why won’t you Wake up and petition the Father.” The importance of prayer and why one needs to pray for others and get them on the path and mission that God may have mapped out for them. Truthfully sometimes I’m not even sure if all of this is a lie and act of deception to put things or ways in one’s path. Either way now what I have seen true or not I take it to our Sovereign God and ask for his intervention because even if it is untrue one should not have to succumb to such terrorising in life and for long bouts of time.
(One should also not be woken up until they are ready, Do not go down the rabbit hole. It is better to stay focussed on the Lord your God and Jesus Christ, do His will and understand the writings of Ecclesiastes Chapter one to four.

I know that there is nothing better for them then to rejoice and do good while they live, and also that every man should eat and drink and find satisfaction in all his labour – this is the gift of God.

– Ecclesiastes 3:12-13

Yes I was already sadly getting used to the frequency of the unseen realm coming at me time and time again. I did not seek it, it appears it may have been similar circumstances that I have one of the many spiritual gifts that God the Father equips us with that the enemy did not want me using in full abundance. Like Daniel and the messenger angel sent to Daniel that the Prince of Persia fought in an attempt to try to block the message getting through; it was only delayed by about forty days, help was sent. Recall we are only here for a short time and this dark world recognises us and our potential before we even get our feet of the ground. Satan and his workers have been here for over 2000 years.

Then came my Dad’s passing in 2007 and the strange and peculiar situations occurring around and leading up to this time including the workplace accusations and orchestrated group targeted bullying directed at me. The extremes some will go to. God the Father always reveals in His time the truths of moments in one’s life.

Then in 2010 British Knights a character name I call my friend in my eBook ‘Called to Stand’, his passing (the third in four years) and more strange stuff going on in my new workplace; another pathology laboratory. The clock and its time, the tearing sound that turned out to be the split seam in my dress ripping and something odd going on with scientist who came and stared at me oddly in my department at that exact time of my dress tearing and my friend’s passing.

Strangely as I moved from one bench to another, as I passed the clock on the wall, I hear a long rip sound. I stopped moving and wondered what that sound was and it continued and continued. I thought surely it cannot be my dress. The sound continued although I was no longer moving. I checked it when the sound had stopped and saw that the seam on the back of my dress had ripped from the bottom hem line up to perhaps six inches in the back seam length of the dress.

At this precise moment, a work colleague (who I deem to be a witch) came from the blood bank – transfusion area where she had been working, ten metres or so away, hidden by two dividing walls; came and stood just on the boundaries of my working area in CSR and looked in at me and the clock on the wall. She just stood there and looked and silently went away in the same odd manner that she appeared. I thought that was weird, but I am used to the witches at work, doing stuff they shouldn’t do, as well as the odd action here and there.

(From my eBook ‘Called to Stand’, one can also read more of this event in Appendix C in my eBook too)

I just took all this unseen to the natural eye stuff going on in my stride, acknowledged what was occurring, not understanding it, questioning it and kept moving forward, trying to live day to day.

There was the release of the film ‘The Go-Betweens : Right Here’ documentary (2017) by Kriv Stenders and then the long awaited DVD release that contained many extra scenes, much delight to the fans who had seen the movie and were awaiting to watch the documentary a second time. In one of the extra footage scenes I questioned what was going on with the two female band members in the unspoken word between them, sitting close together at the table; like silent body language cues. Was this relevant to the experience as I was sleeping I had on the lead up to Grant McLennan’s passing, along with the witchcraft going on in the community and my workplace. Was there still emotions of animosity held because they were dumped from the band by the singers.

Oh my and what went on at Palace Cinemas years later. I bought a ticket to be seated in the smaller deluxe cinema viewing option to watch ‘Love in Bright Landscapes : The Story of David McComb of The Triffids documentary (2021). I personally selected this ticket to this specific room with a small number of seats in the smaller viewing cinema the day before its screening whilst I was at the same theatre palace purchasing a ticket to view ‘The Doors : When You’re Strange’ narrated by Johnny Depp screening the evening before the showing of ‘Love in Bright Landscapes’. I believe this James Street cinema may have had two rooms booked out to watch ‘Celebrating 60 years of Jim Morrison and The Doors’ in this documentary. Woah or wow, I guess one needs to read between the lines for what some of Jim’s dialogue was spouting at his concert, which was very relevant to stuff that I was witnessing today or trying to understand some of the weird spiritual stuff going on around me. The first night was a good night for those in the two booked out rooms for the Jim Morrison’s screening, all seemed to enjoy the film, including me, everyone came out smiling and happy chatting and went on their merry way.

I rock up the next evening with ticket in hand to see ‘Love in Bright Landscapes’ and there appear to be issues going on with my ticket and the deluxe smaller room. I had specifically chosen a seat of the handful that were left available. On approaching the theatre door it had a sign out the front ‘Closed: Private Function’. I checked the theatre room number all correct, it matched the number on the door to the number on my ticket. I double checked. I must have spent fifteen minutes trying to work out what was going on and where am I meant to be then. There also wasn’t much or if any noise going on in there.

Finally I went back to the ticket booth and discussed the situation of the room and its Closed for Private Function sign with the attendant. He said he didn’t know anything about it and he looked a bit perplexed and started checking the system. Then the attendant asked “How did I get this ticket?” I replied, “Bought it straight over the counter yesterday whilst I was here”. He then gave me a ticket and seating to a bigger theatre room and was about to hand me back the original ticket and then stopped, thought about it and slowly screwed it up in his hand and turfed it. Later I thought I should have kept it as proof I did in fact purchase that seating arrangement in that room.

With new ticket and seat and room allocation I’m now sitting in the new allocated theatre room and there were only a handful of people present, sitting all over the near empty room. I did the maths from the original room seats allocated and there should have been anything from ten to fifteen people from the room transferred over to this one, for as I was selecting my seat from the few that were left vacant and available to purchase, that was about the number of seats in the room.

Whilst in my new seat and new allocated room I could hear all the partying going on in the  original room. It was upstairs and somewhat directly over from where we were now in the lower level room. I was thinking what is going on up there? Eventually over time everything fell silently quiet. Prior to this it was like everyone in the room had won the jackpot with champagne popping celebrations, joyful screams and laughter and hoorays.

At one stage, halfway to two thirds in of the movie I watch a large black star move across the top of the room from left to right along the length of the top area of the screen as the lit up screen highlighted its presence and motion. I silently took this to the Lord and questioned its presence in here, I also felt it had relevance to what was occurring in the deluxe theatre room up and across from us.

At the end of the screening the couple somewhat to my right on the other side of the room seemed just as I seemed to be feeling (could I say saddened or perplexed), there was this strange extreme sadness present in the room or in us’ for me it was like the feeling of being left behind, Jesus came and went and forgot us or the people in the other room had been stolen away. I don’t really know what they were thinking or feeling I just noticed they seemed to be affected by the movie or something like I had and been lumbered with these emotions.

Me oh My what has taken place this night.

Did the party room that became silent and still halfway through the viewing hit the jackpot and get taken to heaven or did we in the other room where we were seated in ‘dodge a bullet’; we had not been deceived by the glimmer and glamour so to speak of what might have been deceptively on offer.

Did these other viewers (I guess who may have been watching what we were watching for this was the movie assigned the day before for this room) in what I call the party room for their hollering get hoodwinked and deceived that they were heading off to some great party place in the sky by the likes of that devil black star that had passed through our larger theatre room?

I’ve witnessed an event some years after this film viewing where I was in an open somewhat busy public space and like there was this whole other world realm opened before me and other people (I had never seen before) were moving in it. I recall even at a new job, the new colleague speaking and questioning to another who was that person as they described one of the many I had seen walking about their business in this weird opened window realm. (How did you just happen to be there when this occurred and that you saw what you saw, as I did? I know your live locally but a couple of suburbs away. It was totally new to me.) Had someone opened a portal to other people’s lives and I was glimpsing it? Was someone expecting me to walk into that new realm type place before me as if it was a gateway to heaven? Some of us have read briefly of Mushroom Records co-founder Michael
Gudinski’s so-called time travel expeditions. Was it a trick of Satan to reveal a new world realm before one that looks ok and pleasant yet once one steps in it Is a charade for behind the veil, the stage curtain, one will find chaos and not the pleasantries of somewhat freedom that one is accustomed to right now; a trap.

Melancholy: oddly on arriving to cinema the James Street Precinct seemed full of life like the street was in party mode. The people’s faces that smiled and beamed with joy and their walk matched this to wherever they were going. People everywhere one looked. Completely different story when the movie ended, hardly anyone ended up back outside to head in any direction called home. The streets seemed deserted and dark, the restaurants appeared closed or quiet. I really only recall a couple and myself walking up the street, me to where I parked the car and I guess they were doing the same to wherever they parked their car or lived nearby. It is like whatever strangeness was going on in the theatre made its way out to the street and it too was now feeling dead and empty. It was the strangest thing.

It took me over three months to recover from whatever happened that night and the lead up in life in the month or months prior; I recognised that there was spiritual warfare at play these past few months and up to now in this last quarter of the year. The melancholy, the sadness, the thought is this what it really feels like to be left behind by God when He begins again with the new heaven  and earth. I was spent from all the spiritual (confrontations) and changing energy environments that it would take me this long to recharge in the presence of the Holy Spirit. I was so depleted, my cup was less than half full. I tried everything to get my body and strength back on par as soon as possible. I sat in The Gap in different spots before and after work and sang hymns inviting the Lord Jesus and the Holy Spirit to strengthen and restore me. I even contacted a church member for communion as this usually strengthens me very quickly.

I just had to ride it out and sit back in quiet time with the Lord Jesus and the Abba Father until I was sufficiently strengthened for any future upcoming missions. Me-time to survive; truthfully I couldn’t do much more but sit and wait in Jesus and the Father’s presence. Get up go to work and  home and do it all over again. I was so lost and spent resulting in being withdrawn and no energy from all that had happened these past months, the places God sends me into or is it just the places I visit. Perhaps God doesn’t send me in at all, He just lets me go where I want or blown by the wind of the Holy Spirit.

This is why it is important to Keep one’s oil topped up, for when one visits areas that are not conducive to God’s presence one can be drained very quickly and fall into the melancholy zone and worse the depression zone. And If one hasn’t learnt to top one’s body and soul up in restoration with the Holy Spirit one could stay in this low emotion place for far too long. Most I walk with benefit from the excess I carry from long time spans spent in mediation on the Lord Jesus And Heavenly Father; Though when I’m hit with three months in too many other environments it knocks me and I have to get my glass back up to at least half full again; anything under is insufficient for shalom of my soul.

Oh my, another strange moment : For years I had been watching a specific scene play out when I was at a certain #iloveit gig venue. Different bands, different viewing positioning on the balcony. I questioned what I was seeing and at some point decided to make an effort to try and be more discerning of what is playing out here.

I had tried for years before perhaps even within a decade to see who the crowd below were looking at on the balcony at this venue. Every time I noticed this similar scene at different times, different years I would forget to look sooner enough and the person had moved away or I would remember too late after I had moved away to head home and the scene dissolved by everyone’s movement. It appeared they all seemed to know who it was. I couldn’t get a look in to see who it was. I was forever telling myself whenever you see the crowd looking up at that person don’t forget you want to see who is standing beside you. Remember for next time, I would be reiterating to myself year after year.

This one night I finally remembered at the right time and I focused. I reminded myself do not be distracted, do not let your thought be gone and then leave, stay focused. I saw the many turned in my position on the balcony looking up and I noticed that man … on the railings nearby and I quickly remembered the countless opportunities I had had before and wanted to see who this was as I saw the people below looking up here and this man standing there, and tonight looks to be the night this is going to happen. Perfect.

I stopped what I was doing and I turned slightly and began to slowly raise my eyes at the person standing there, that whom makes those below look up on the balcony every time I’m up here.

Just as I slowly turned and my eyes began to travelled up his arm, perhaps I was about elbow to bicep area eye height reaching for the shoulder and I was suddenly hit with an offensive image in my internal mind’s eye. Now I know that was not from me and as I received it, it appeared at the same time the man who was standing near enough beside me is now two to three metres away with his
back to me… he seemed to be recovering from the same offensive image I had seen and then I heard the words, “why did you do that?” And I thought is he speaking to me? I didn’t do that, that’s’ not my thought… and then I hear a reply and I heard, “For she was about to look at you and it was the only thing I could think of fast enough to quickly stop her.”

There you go, told you it was not my thought.

Now that had me thinking of similar stuff I had experienced over the decades, little things I would never had made this connection with at the time.

Have we been chipped and manipulated with the voice in the head, If so when did this occur at birth or some other opportune moment when they the powers that be may have had an agenda to control us in more ways than one. (Fortunately for my disobedience I don’t always follow it. I don’t know who it is and I have freewill to choose. Though I so desperately want to trust and obey God’s voice but I do not believe this is His.)

Or was it by the power of an angel nearby manipulating one with images which I know they can do in regards like when we are sleeping and dreaming, or perhaps are our dreams again created through manipulation of technology chips. Perhaps as the man and I were near enough, the power used in (angel) manipulation reached both of us and maybe could have reached anyone else nearby. Who knows, God knows. Truth is I trust God the Father in all things, even when I get it wrong, and the world is so full of deception and confusion, I trust Abba Father to right my wrong choices for good.

The #ilovit gig venue was also the same place I saw that glowing young man standing in the distance behind me up on the balcony. Again a verse from my ‘Moments in Time ’:

The tribute at the Tivoli, my niece got me tickets
I went and listened and heard the best of them play your songs
I saw again at the corner of my eye a young man who glowed
I did not face him; he was there a long time staring/watching

Doesn’t stop does it, first week in May 2026, I feel aka hear a word come central from my central core of my head, like at the hypothalamus area. A sound of annoyance. I guess to what I had just said or thought. Can’t recall which now: Do recall the topic. I do not believe this to be God the Father. For over the years I have been trying to discern that which I appear to hear internally. Only one I guess I note as assuredly helpful but I have rarely heard it in my lifetime. Just enough to know it has guided me correctly at times in truth. Trying to shut out those loud sounds and listen to God’s still quiet voice is not any easy task, yet I have heard others speak of it.

If chipped am I being tormented by the powers that be or am I hearing other realms that need prayer for help as I am aware of my gift of spiritual discernment. I keep taking this to God the Father, especially with the trials of terror I have experienced. Sometimes I think I don’t get the answer I want because of my disobedience in the past when I have been asked to do something and He has already given me a word or a sentence and I need to trust Him in this despite how long it is taking. Or maybe I’m just not ready for the answer. And also note that sentence stating ‘not getting the answer I want’.

Keeping in mind Jesus heard the demons speaking when out and about in the community. An unclean spirit in a demon-possessed man calls out to Jesus and says, “what have I to do with you, Jesus, Son of the most High God? I implore You by God that You do not torment me.” Jesus goes on to ask him his name and the impure spirit replies “Legion we are many.”

So its not unusual for some of us who move, pray and worship in spirit and in truth to hear the other realm entities that move amongst us in our communities.

What have you put me through? Are these situations really happening in some other realm that I perhaps been stolen away to? Perhaps some fabrication of a (devilish) kingdom realm moving amongst us as Satan roams back and forth in the world. For in the Book of Job Chapter two, God the Father asks Satan on a day when he too presented on the day the Sons of God came before the LORD,“Where do you come?” Satan replies, “from going to and fro on the earth and from walking back and
forth on it.” Or perhaps reflecting on the third temptation of Jesus Christ when Satan shows and offers Jesus all the kingdoms of the world and their glory if Jesus will bow down and worship Him. So what if in all Satan’s ways of imitating God the Father in his attempts to be like the Most High God is he creating mirror image worlds and places, perhaps even your home in an attempt to create confusion and delusion to rob one of their sanity?

Frankly it is written Jesus will reign and have an everlasting kingdom and so why would Jesus desire to give up His freedom and control for all His everlasting life. And thankfully in the Book of Matthew chapter four, Jesus responds to Satan,

”Away with you, Satan! For it is written, ‘You shall worship the LORD your God , and Him only you shall serve.’”

Has all that I have been through this past decade and more was the enemies attempts to make me look of unsound mind to stop and block the sharing of The Truth The Way and The Life of Jesus Chris and how He saves?

Fortunately I stayed anchored to God the Father and Jesus Christ with the help of the Holy Spirit. For Jesus reminds me in John 10 verse 10 “The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, an that they might have it more abundantly.” and I am also reminded God gave me a sound mind and His word is true and so as it is stated in the Book  of Timothy, I held onto this Truth and God’s Promises.

For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.

– 2 Timothy 1:7

‘Satan is both a fashion designer and an interior designer. He first appeals to the eye then shouts “Gotcha!” Then he goes to
work on the inside job.’ – Billy Graham

What have you given up in bargaining with the Devil?

Do you have loved ones languishing in these places (deceptive realms) because they believed in deception or were born into generational entrapments?

Not much good if one loses their freedom for wealth and prosperity or the world’s labelling ; out of one’s mind’.

For acknowledging there have been numerous times in the bible where it has been spoken of people being out of their right mind. Jesus own family accused Him that He was out of His mind and they went to take custody of Him. (refer Matthew 3:20-21) Though He sorted them out.