Here are two emails that were sent to Andrew Strom.

Aug 14 2003

From: Fluteluvr @ aol.com

When you come over here you experience what I call "the frog in the pot of water" experience. Put a frog in a pot, then put the pot upon the stove and turn on the heat. We all know that eventually the frog dies. However if you were to throw a second frog in that same water, he would do all that he could do to get out. The first frog gets acclimated to the gradual change in the temperature but it causes him to be cooked. Anything you stay in long enough, you get used to it and lose your "edge."

When the LORD first called me out of the denominational church, I missed the fellowship and the "spirit" I felt in the church. After being set apart for over a year, I tried to return but the "spirit" was different. I discerned so many spirits that were not godly spirits in the churches. It was quite disturbing because there was such adversity and strife. It was as if I was wearing a suit of 1000 watt light bulbs. I was seeing things that I had never seen before. At one church, there were witches in that church-they were speaking in tongues and doing the common things that you tend to see in the pentecostal/charismatic services. I was watching in amazement! When I left, a young lady followed me out of the building and said "I know who you are. You are a seer." I never returned to that church only because the LORD just wanted me to "see" what was going on. He then explained to me about the "frog in the water" syndrome.

It is easy for you to perceive certain things because you are not here - you are like that 2nd frog. You can discern certain things immediately upon walking into them. Also the LORD explained to me that whatever cannot be stopped, the devil will try to pervert and pollute. How does he accomplish this? Through compromise.

The prophecy that I read from Flo Lamar sounds like she was in my prayer room when this came forth to me. Please Keep sounding the alarm! Perhaps the church will stop hitting the spiritual snooze button and wake up! Be blessed.
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From: "Tammy G Cigolotti" <tcig @ fuse.net> 6 Aug 2003

For a while now I have been in sorrow for the church. For years I have attended church and tried to get in but it all just seemed like a "game". So much confusion, competition, envy, strife, bitterness, power struggles, you name it, it's there. I was once told by a prophetess that I needed to get a new car because the 17 year old van I was driving (rust and all) was not really a good witness to others. I wondered if anyone told Jesus he needed a new donkey since the one He rode on was borrowed.

I've gone back to the time when I realized that I was accepted by God thru the shed blood of Jesus. Oh, how He wrapped his arms around me and showered me with His sweet accepting love (van and all) that day. I was alone in my family room when He came to me and from that day on my life was never the same. All I wanted was Him.

I sought nothing but Him. Life was all about Him. I wasn't seeking my ministry or position or things.....just Him. When I read His Word, I felt as though I was sitting there with the disciples listening to His every word. At that time, I could hear from Him so clearly....I doubted nothing. I would act on what he would say to me and when he would say and I saw Him move on people to save their souls, heal them, give them joy...it was a wonderful time in my life.

But then I started going to church. That's when things became hard, confusing, fearful. I heard so much that if you don't do this and do that, then you better check your salvation. So then began the battle. I couldn't do it all, but if I didn't, then came the judgement from all the "christians" in the church. I could no longer hear God clearly. My vision became cloudy. Serving God wasn't sweet anymore. It became scary.

Always being afraid that God was displeased with me because I wasn't doing everything the way they said, not reading enough, not praying enough, not praying loud enough, not involved enough, not giving enough, not going to church enough, not knowing enough, I never seem to have enough faith... (Some use their "stepping out on faith" as an excuse to get what THEY want, saying "I'm going to do this or that and believe God to bless it", when it isn't God's will or timing for them to do it at all). I became blind and deaf to the truth, only to be led by the blind and deaf.

So I've gone back to the days when it was just me and Him. When I could bask in His light, the light that the world did not comprehend. My prayer is Psalm 43:3 "O send out THY light and THY truth: let them lead me; let them bring me unto thy holy hill, and to thy tabernacles. Then will I go unto the altar of God, unto God my exceeding joy: yea, upon the harp will I praise thee, O God my God." I am being revived, renewed: my joy has returned. I have since found others who want nothing but Him and Him alone. We no long drink the waters of Marah. We feast upon the bread of life, and drink from the fountain of living water. We strive to be doers of His Word, not mans. O what joy, O what fellowship as we lean on the everlasting arm of God. The rest, the peace, the joy is undescribable. No more foundations built on the sand. We shall not be moved, because on this rock, the gates of hell shall not prevail. Though He slay us, we will serve Him.

To dwell in the secret place of the Almighty is to have a peace beyond understanding. It is a place where love exceedingly abounds. It's a place where you seek the well being of others more than yourself. A place where faith is shown by obedience to God's Word. I love it here. It's a haven. My body may live in this world physically, but this spiritual handmaiden is not of this world. I have found my promised land where there is bread without lack, a land of fountains and depths and springs of water for the refreshing of my soul. Praise God from whom ALL blessings flow!

-Tammy Cigolotti.