On My Way to Rome

By Tim Green

Paul the Apostle set the world aflame with his zeal and passion. Initially he persecuted the early church, hunting down and arresting all those who believed on the Lord Jesus Christ. He went from being zealous and passionate about protecting the Jewish customs, traditions and the Law of Moses, to preaching the Good News of Jesus Christ. His zeal and passion was transferred from being a murderer, to a minister of the Gospel to the early church.

See his out of the ordinary conversion, when he comes face to face with the Messiah on the Damascus road. So great was his encounter with the Light, that it left him blinded for three days. Go with him on his travels as he journeys with friends to preach the Good News to the ends of the earth. Feel his conviction and passion for his fellow countryman, the Jews. Endure with him during his trials and hardships. Identify with his struggles. Feel his agony and pain as he is beaten, stoned, ship-wrecked and imprisoned. Listen to his teachings and sermons. Hear his heartbeat with every prayer that he prays. Cry tears with him when he is separated from his brothers. Walk with him on his journeys and travel with him to Rome. Meet Cassius Catullus, the Praetorian Guard who guards him. Watch him face his executioners and discover the Jesus that Paul knew.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tim Green
• Release date: Jul 28, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370012152

Tim Green

Tim is a Writer and Inspirational Speaker. He has written several biblical novels. His writing is nothing short of inspirational.Tim comes from a long line of missionaries that came from England and Ireland to Africa in the mid 1800’s. He grew up watching movie reels of Oral Roberts and Tim still considers “The Fourth Man” by Oral Roberts as the greatest sermon of all time.

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"On My Way to Rome."

Written by: Tim Green.

A Product of One Billion Disciples of Jesus Christ.

Dedication.

To the early Church Fathers, the Apostles, the Disciples, the Saints and the Believers of the Way, who were MARTYRED, put to death for spreading the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

You still speak to us today.

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Tim is an inspirational teacher who has authored several books. He operates as a Prophet / Seer. He has visited heaven on four different occasions in three decades and has numerous encounters with angels. He has seen the blood of the Lamb on the altar in heaven and the Lamb's Book of Life. While in heaven in 2008 God gave Tim books, scrolls and manuscripts to read where Tim gained insight into the mysteries and secrets of God. He was also given an et (a writing instrument) and was instructed to write on parchments. God gave him the name: "The King's Scribe. God said: You will write for Me. In 2019 while in heaven again God gave him the name: Ambassador of the Lamb. Jesus said to him: Never again will you represent yourself but you will represent Me and only Me as My Ambassador. The Lamb of God said to him: I'm in heaven and you're on earth. Be My hands and feet and mouthpiece. Feed and take care of My little lambs. They are precious to Me. I paid for them with My life and My every drop of blood. Tell them about My scars and the price that I paid for them. Tell them about My deep love for them." Tim wept.

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Bound and in Chains. #1

How could I ever forget the first day that we met? It was in Jerusalem when my fellow countryman, the Jews wanted to kill me. On that glorious day he was assigned to me as my personal body guard. I had travelled from the city of Caesarea to Jerusalem. Caesarea was a major Mediterranean port city that had been rebuilt by Herod the Great, the king of Judea at the time. He named it after Caesar Augustus, the Roman Emperor. It was built in honour of the great Caesar. I was accompanied by some of the Lord's disciples from the church there. They brought me to the home of a man with whom I was to stay, Mnason, an old disciple. He hailed from the Island of Cyprus. He had been with the disciples since the early days. The brothers in Jerusalem welcomed me and my companion’s warmly.

His full name was Cassius Jerome Catullus and he was my Praetorian Guard. They were an elite body guarding unit consisting of only nine thousand brave men. These men were the best of the best. These Praetorian Guards had made an agreement, they had signed their names with their own blood, agreeing to die for the Emperor, for Rome and for the person they were protecting. He claimed that the god's had kept him alive for some unknown reason.

It is miraculous how frequently I escaped death on the battlefield! He said arrogantly, I should have died a thousand times but I didn't. My destiny is to fulfil the purposes of the god's by crushing Rome's enemies under my feet!

He was tall. He stood head and shoulders above everyone else. His body was a golden brown as it had been tanned from the sun. He was strong and muscular. I could see on his face that he was exempt of all fear. He was fearless. His features were hard. He never smiled or laughed. I had seen eyes like his before. Eyes full of the horror of murder. My eyes were once full of that same murder. Rumour has it that he was fierce and ruthless in battle. He had scars, lasting wounds on his body to prove that he was a warrior. He had survived many battles. He was zealous and passionate about advancing the kingdom of Rome to the ends of the earth. He was loyal to the Emperor. He would gladly die for him and for Rome.

When I arrived in Jerusalem with my co-workers we went to see the Apostle James. All the church elders were also present. After greeting them, I described in detail the things that God had done among the Gentiles through my ministry. On hearing it they praised God, but they also said to me, You see brother how many tens of thousands of believers there are among the Jews. All of them are zealous and enthusiastic upholders of the Law of Moses. Now what they have been told about you is that you are teaching all Jews living among the Gentiles to turn away and forsake Moses, telling them not to circumcise their children and not to follow our ancient traditions.

The apostles and church elders in Jerusalem didn’t want an uprising, neither did we? The unbelieving Jews had been a thorn in my side everywhere I went. James suggested, What then is to be done? They will certainly hear that you have come here. So do what we tell you. We have four men who have taken a vow. Take them with you and be purified in the Temple. Pay the expenses connected with having their heads shaved and pay for the temple offering. Then everyone will know that there is nothing to these rumours which they have heard about you. Then you yourself walk in observance of the Law. With regard to the Gentiles who have believed, we have sent them a letter with our decision.

I agreed to come under the Law, not to be a slave again to the Law, but to keep the peace and prevent an uprising. I was dead to the Law. The next day I took the men and I went through the rites of purifying myself along with them. This was the purification of the Law of the Nazarite, a vow as ordered by God to Moses. We entered the Temple to give notice of when the period of purification would be finished and when the offering would have to be made for each one of us. The seven days of purification were almost up when some unbelieving Jews from the province of Asia saw me in the Temple. They stirred up the crowd and grabbing me, shouted, Men of Israel, help! This is the man who goes around everywhere teaching everyone things against the people, against the Law, and against this sacred place. He has also brought Greeks into this temple; he has polluted and defiled this holy place!

They had previously seen Trophimus from the city of Ephesus with me. They assumed that I had brought him into the inner court of the Temple, which was forbidden for a Gentile to enter. A man looks different after he's shaved his head. The whole city was aroused by this, and people came running at me from every side. They seized me and dragged me out of the Temple, and at once the gates were shut. While they were attempting to kill me, word reached the commander of the Roman battalion that all Jerusalem was in turmoil. It was becoming a habit that my presence continually caused an uprising everywhere I went. Immediately he took soldiers and centurions, and ran down to me. When the Jews saw the chief captain, the commander of the Roman battalion and the soldiers, they stopped beating me.

The commander approached me. He arrested me for my own safety and ordered that I be tied up with two chains. I was bound in chains by both my hands and feet, just as Agabus had prophesied when he acted out the parable with my belt. He then inquired and asked who I was and what I had done. Everyone in the crowd shouted something different to the commander. Since he couldn’t find out what had happened because of the uproar. He ordered me brought back to the barracks. When I got to the steps, I had to be carried by the soldiers, because the mob were so wild. That’s when I first saw him. He grabbed me by my belt with one hand and by the scruff of my neck with the other. He hoisted me up the stairs. He was a brute of a man.

The crowd kept following me and screaming, Kill him, kill him. I hated being bound and in chains. I detested being in custody and in prison.

A few decades earlier, those same cries echoed out from those very same steps. Just like me the Messiah once stood upon these very steps before a hostile crowd. They had shouted out in unison, before Pontius Pilate, the Roman procurator at the time, Kill Him, let Him be crucified! Those same mobsters that crucified Jesus now also wanted me dead.

As I was about to be taken into the barracks, I asked the commander in his own language, Is it all right if I say something to you?

The commander replied in astonishment, You know Greek! Say, aren’t you the Egyptian who tried to start a revolution a while back, and led four thousand armed terrorists out into the desert?

No, I replied, I'm a Jew from Tarsus in Cilicia, a citizen of that important city. I beg you to allow me to address my people.

Having received permission I was allowed to speak to that hostile Mob. I could feel his fearless presence beside me. He was ready for a fight. He was wanting blood and hoping to get it. I felt confident having this veteran warrior beside me but I wasn’t drawing my strength from him I was drawing my strength from God.

It was comforting to know that his sword was my sword, just like God's two edged sword is my sword. God's word in our mouth is as powerful as His own word in His mouth. We must just speak it, for the word is near you even in your heart and in your mouth. My life was in his hands and his life was in mine but both our lives were in God’s hands.

I stood on the steps and motioned with my hand to the people, indicating that I wanted to speak. When they finally became still, I addressed them in Hebrew, their own native tongue.

When they heard me speaking in Hebrew, they settled down and became quiet. I continued, Brothers, fathers, hear my defense which I present before you now! I opened my mouth, allowing the Holy Spirit to take control of my heart and my words.

I said, I am a Jew, born in Tarsus a city in the Province of Cilicia, but I was brought up and reared in this holy city. I was trained at the feet of Gamaliel and educated by him in every detail of the Law of our forefathers. I was a zealot for God, as all of you are today.

Gamaliel was held in great respect by the Jews. He was the greatest mentor and scholar of the Law of Moses in our day. He was extremely well educated in all our Scriptures and holy writings. Daily I sat at his feet learning the customs and traditions of our forefathers.

I persecuted the 'Followers of the Way' of the Lord, even unto death, I said, arresting both men and woman and throwing them in prison. The high priest and the whole council of the Sanhedrin can also testify to this. Indeed, after receiving letters from them to their colleagues in Damascus, I was on my way there in order to arrest the ones in that city, with orders to bring them back to Jerusalem for punishment. But as I was on my journey and approaching Damascus, around noon, suddenly a brilliant light from heaven flashed all around me! I fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to me, 'Saul, Saul! Why do you keep persecuting me?' I answered, 'Sir, who are you?' And He said to me, 'I am Jesus the Nazarene, Whom you are persecuting.' Those who were with me also saw the light, but they didn’t hear the voice of the one who was speaking to me. I said, 'What should I do Lord?' And the Lord said to me, 'Get up, and go into Damascus, and there you shall be told about everything that has been laid out for you to do.' I had been blinded by the light, so my companions led me by the hand into Damascus.

The people remained still and composed while I spoke. They had heard the story about my conversion from others, but they had never heard it directly from my own mouth. I was tired of having the unbelieving Jews harass me. I was prepared to purify myself according to the purification of Moses and put myself back under the Law in an attempt to satisfy their desires.

The grace of the Lord Jesus has made me a free man with no master.