My Spiritual Doppelgänger? 

                                    

 

December 31, 2017, while at Snake River Prison in Ontario, Oregon, one of our team members was sharing from the pulpit, prior to me preaching. 

 

I was sitting next to a fellow 80-year-old minister, as the man who was speaking was almost done.  My time to go up to preach was within a minute. 

 

My fellow minister, sitting next to me, had his elbows on his knees, and his face in his open palms, weeping. 

Right before I got up to preach, he whispered to me, “Remind me later in the hotel room, to tell you what the Lord said to me just now.” 

I acknowledged him and went up to preach. 

 

In the hotel room later, he told me this: 

“God said, ‘Go and do more until you are exhausted.  I will give you all you need.  Do not come to Me and the end of 2018 and not have done all you could do.  Do as much as you can everywhere.  Book (schedule) everything.’” 

(Remember this, as I am moving on to the VERY next day at the airport).

 

My fellow minister and I were at the Boise, Idaho Airport.  His flight to Houston left before my flight to Austin.  He lived in Houston, and I lived in another town four hours from him. 

 

I am sitting at my gate, when the following happened: 

An old man in a wheelchair was sitting in his area, ready to board the flight I was going to be on. 

He is staring at me for ten minutes.  I was trying not to make eye contact with him. 

Finally, after this ten-minute period, the old man waves me over to him. 

 

I arrived, reluctantly, and he spoke this to me: 

“I see you have had a hard way in life.  Let me see your left hand.” 

(I gave him my left hand, and he held it as he continued.) 

“There is fire in your hand to bring healing to nations.  You must do more; you MUST DO MORE!”

(That is what God told my 80-year-old fellow minister the day before while at the prison.  God spoke the same thing to him just before I went up to preach).

 

“Your family; OH, your wife, what a prayer warrior, yet so sensitive in the Spirit of God.  Much for her to do yet.”

 

(He asked me for my TWO boys’ names.  How did he know I had two boys except by the Holy Ghost)?

 I told him,

“Caleb and Levi.” 

 

He continued,

“Caleb needs to run in the spirit, like he runs on a field.” 

(Caleb was a running back in High School Football at this time, and a track and field runner).

“He hasn’t gotten the Baptism yet, but soon will, and he will pray for the sick and afflicted.  He has such a Shepherd’s heart.”

 

 “Now Levi. 

Bold, brilliance of mind and heart. 

Will be a prophet to the nations.”  

 

He continues,

“Your family is a miracle.”

  (He then asked for my name).

“It is a true miracle, your family.  Your son Caleb has such an awesome spirit, one that is tender. but needs The Baptism, so that he can function in the Spirit. Function and RUN in the Spirit, so God can tell him what to do, and where to go.”

 

(Now, he speaks about himself).

 

“When I was 36 years old- I am 80 now- I was caught up in the Spirit of the Lord, between Heaven and earth, and God showed me the ones I would pray for, in my entire life.  From that day forward. 

 

Now, you and your family, are one of many He showed me back when I was 36.  Today is the fulfillment of what I saw 44 years ago on your behalf.” 

 

He says,

“You have got to keep doing what you are told, for time is short!  YOU are called. YOU ARE CALLED!”

(He amplified his voice to me).

“Do not worry about things that concern your needs.  I love you.” 

 

Then suddenly, an airport orderly came up to him, as I walked away. 

I watched him intently. 

The orderly said to him,

 

“You are parked at the wrong gate, Sir.  You belong two gates down from here, which is the correct gate.” 

 

The 80-year-old man, as he was wheeled away, winked at me and smiled. 

I had taken a picture of him at the beginning, before he called me over to prophesy to me. In this picture, he is sitting in the wheelchair. 

It is more of a side shot than a front picture. 

 

This man looks exactly like me. 

 

He has long hair and a beard, but if you take away that hair and beard, and add 18 more years to my appearance, it is a spitting image of me. 

 

I will look like this when I am 80? 

 

I do not know that.  I know I will not grow a beard or have long hair. 

 

This is not the point about my possible doppelgänger.   

He was not that.   

 

He was a prophet of God, possibly my angel. 

 

Just a few moments later, after he was wheeled away to the gate, I walked the 40 feet to the gate he was to be at. 

 

He was gone. 

Literally gone. 

 

I had time before I flew out.  I walked and walked, checked the restrooms, and all the gates nearby. 

 

No man.  No wheelchair.  Nothing. 

 

Was he an angel from God sent to me? 

I will never know. 

 

You will see for yourself the resemblance.  When I got home, my two boys looked at the picture, and said,

“He looks like you, Pop when you get older.”

 

The rest of the story now. 

My friend, and co-laborer in the Lord, never fulfilled the mandate God said to him that day in 2017, when the Lord spoke clearly to him to DO MORE. 

He passed into eternity in 2021. 

 

It is now 2025, as I am writing to you. 

 

Since all this happened to me on New Years Day in 2018, the Lord has allowed me to do more, and more, and even more regarding prison ministry, churches, and a teen challenge center. 

He has provided a way for me to go, even though I still work full time at 69 years old.  I have been allowed, by Jesus, to expand my tent stakes and see more souls saved these past 7 years. 

 

“DO MORE,” the Lord said to my friend back then. 

 “DO MORE,” the Lord said, through the man in the wheelchair, to me that day in Boise Airport. 

 

Remember what he said to me. 

 

“When I was 36, God showed me all the people I would pray for in my lifetime.” 

 

Ironically, I started preaching the Gospel in 1992. 

I was 36 when I started. 

 

Coincidence? 

Possibly. 

Does that mean anything spiritually? 

Probably not. 

 

What does all this mean to me? 

 

“Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing, some people have shown hospitality to angels, without knowing it.”

Hebrews 13:2.

 

This man in the wheelchair showed me more than my own hospitality. 

He showed me the truth about my life, my children, and the ministry of soul winning in prisons. 

 

 In 1999, when Caleb was in the womb, I put my face down on my wife’s belly and proclaimed, by faith,

 

“You are from God, and you will have a shepherd’s heart, a pastor’s heart, and will lay hands on the sick and afflicted and they will recover.” 

 

My youngest son, when my wife was pregnant with Levi,

 

“You are a prophet to the nations, and you will proclaim the truth to those who listen to you.” 

 

My sons have preached and ministered with me in prison, several times.   Caleb was with me at Snake River Prison in Oregon after he turned 18, around 10 months after my encounter with this man in the wheelchair.  

 

Levi and Caleb surprised me by coming to the Ferguson Unit Prison in Texas, on Father’s Day in 2022 and 2023. 

 

Do More?

 

 “Do more, and do not worry, I will give you what you need.” 

 

That word to “do more” was intended for my friend.  It ended up being to me, only one day later as it went forth to my heart.  

My friend may not have done all he wanted, but I am endeavoring to DO MORE.   

I am not exhausted quite yet, and hope to have more strength and stamina as each day goes by. 

 

Here is another fact about the “word” given that day at the airport. 

 

“Your family is a miracle, a true miracle.” 

 

Doctors told me, for over 20 years after I got out of prison in 1977, that the tests run on my ability to have children were negative.

I had been beaten half to death inside jail, in 1976, and my reproductive organs inside my body, were destroyed. 

My external plumbing was also half removed. 

My fish were dead. 

 

NO hope for me to ever have children. 

 

But, the Bible says,

 

“Nothing is impossible for them that believe.”

Mark 9:23.

 

My oldest son was born in May of 2000, and my youngest, in July of 2001. 

The two that the man in the wheelchair spoke of. 

 

That is a miracle. 

 

What do you believe in? 

 

God gave me two sons, supernaturally.  He is a Supernatural God. 

 

Not a doppelgänger. 

Jesus Christ can’t be duplicated. 

 

But He can, to a degree, duplicate His love through you, to others. 

 

Let HIM. 

Copyright © 2025 by Joe Wilkins

 

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