Midwife in the Tire Swing
Joanna Southcott—Prophetess and Bride of Christ
There is no clear indication in Joanna’s writings whether her new messiah was Christ returned or something else altogether. When Joanna was pressed to clarify the issue via revelation, she answered that the Lord had advised her it was an impertinent inquiry and that He was expecting his new messiah would be given a polite greeting and hospitality no matter who showed up.
The year was 1750, a celestial convergence attended by nothing much as this was a time of relative peace—no omens, portents, comets, sunspots, elephant stampedes, Horatio Nelson not yet atop his column, Napoleon a twinkle in the formless minds of prophesiers yet to be—and in Gittisham, Devonshire Joanna Southcott was born. Joanna was the fourth daughter of a yeoman farmer, and shortly blossomed into an apple-cheeked country lass.
She has visitations, a Voice speaks to her: “I have fresh things revealed to me every day. I am awakened every morning between three and four o’clock; I sit up in my bed till the day breaks; and have Communications given to me as soon as I awake.” (Joanna Southcott’s Second Book of Wonders)
From time to time her mentor (the Voice) ordered certain of her writings to be sealed and locked in a large box, never to be unsealed until sent for by 24 Bishops of the Church of England in a time of great national danger, and then only subject to certain conditions. The BOX (the Ark of the Testament) contains the Lord’s teachings and advice on how to cope with the devastation and danger as foretold in the Bible, particularly in Revelations. She is still revered by many as the most influential of the seven English prophets of the modern age.
Various spurious boxes have been opened by Joanna’s enemies, but the Real Box remains in safekeeping, till the time comes for it to be opened.
In 1813 when Joanna was 64 years old, she was shocked to be told by the power of the Most High, that she was to bear a Divine child, the long expected Shiloh. And when in due course her faithful followers learned from the testimony of various noted Doctors that she was indeed pregnant, without being visited by man, they prepared for the child a magnificent cot with all the hangings, baby clothes and accoutrements fit for a Royal Child.
When the baby was due to be born, the unexpected happened. Joanna suffered many days of labour pains and on December 25th 1814, she “loudly exclaimed that the child was making its way through her side.”
— excerpted from the defunct [as of 2014] Panacea Society website
More Marvellous than the First
Excerpted letter from Joanna to Rev. Mr. Pomeroy [ca. 1803]:
“All the Bishops have been written to, that if they would come forward, or send twenty-four of their ministers, to meet the twenty-four whom the Lord has chosen, to have a fair investigation into all [Joanna Southcott’s] writings for seven days, if they could then prove they came from the Devil, they should be then given up to their judgment; but this the Bishops have declined, as they know it is a thing impossible for man to prove; so their silence gives consent that the writings are from the Lord. The Religious Society [The Society for the Suppression of Vice] have been appealed to likewise; and they are silent. So all their silence gives consent, that the calling is of God, and they cannot overthrow it. But this way that you acted to overthrow it was like throwing of oil into the fire, and made the flames burn the greater. So you have been the murderer of your own honour, and convinced me clearly that it was you and not me, that was deceived by the subtle arts of the Devil.”
[Southcott is calling on the] “...bishops, because you call them reverend fathers in God. They have acted just like you, to keep back the truths of the Bible, as you have kept back the truths of my writings; they have denied the truths of the Bible, as you have denied the truths of my writings; they have denied the promise made in the fall to the woman; that though they must own it was a promise made, yet they deny it to be a promise to be claimed; or a promise that ever the Lord will fulfil. Then what do men make of their Bibles?”
Joanna performed admirably; she bankrolled a printing that forewarned the nation of the coming Napoleonic wars and of crop failures and disturbances at a time when there was as yet no hint of danger to England. In her day she had a following of many thousands, but little joy, since the church to which she often pleaded to judge her words—whether they be true or false—declined to do so. Her box was only supposed to be opened in the presence of 24 bishops of the Church of England: not an easy thing to arrange and the reason often cited by The Panacea Society as to why they had not opened the box in their possession.