On the morning of Sunday 12 September 2010 God showed me a vision of a greenstone mere. He asked me what it was and I said it was a mere. “Keep going,” He said. I said it was a treasure. “Keep going,” He said. I said it was also a weapon. “Good,” He said.
God told me the mere was a picture of Maori, that Maori were His treasure, a people He held in His hand like a mere. And they were not just a treasure but also a mighty weapon in the hand of God.