Bible study in the morning. Awesome time. Last night, William and I stepped outside on the balcony and heard a chorus of tree frogs – 1000s of them, singing non-stop. Then from the pond corner of my yard, a big horny toad or big frog of some sort (not a bull frog) joins in about every 30 seconds or so. I stepped out onto the balcony tonight about 8pm and the same thing. I said last night, “The chorus of frogs are singing of the Glory of God! That they are again!

Angels across the sky, 5:20-30pm perhaps

I was sitting upstairs in my room, sitting in my rocker, looking toward the window, when I saw a lavender and peach-colored, spotted sky. I jumped up and out of my chair and went out onto the deck looking up at the sky the entire time. The western mountain was silhouetted against a flame orange-peach color and the sky graduated into the above mentioned lavender and peach as it stretched out to the east.

As I stared at the beauty and proclaimed God’s wonder and thanked Jesus, two flames of jet orange-red flew at an angle from the north-west toward and above us (by then, William joined me), and abruptly I saw above me 2 huge angels, wings spread, rippling as if feathers in flight. At first, the closest angel’s profile was just a normal face, but as I observed the sky as if all at once, the face formed into the King of Kings, crown and all, at which I proclaimed “King of Kings, Lord of Lords”, facing forward as if onward toward battle in the east. The other angel, further ahead and on the other side, yet very large, same wing spread, rippling, had an intense, determined face-profile. They traveled as if in slow motion, yet as if in very fast flight all at the same time, going past me, yet still looked like they were above all at the same time. The rest of the sky was aflutter with millions of wings, yet rippled as if in unison, but not all at the same time. There was such a soft, flutter, barely audible sound, the world sounded and felt like it was standing still. The whole sky gradually darkened with the most brilliant, yet subdued at the same time of the above mentioned colors. It never lost its intensity. While we were gazing into the sky, looking everywhere all at the same time, yet managed to stay focused on strategically positioned throughout, various horses, a lion, and millions of wings, layered several deep, yet all flying in unison, yet not at the same time.

At one point, a huge foot descended, yet it was not aimed toward us, it was ‘flying’ forward with the rest, bottom of foot facing east. I ‘felt’ the ‘foot of justice’ coming down somewhere. There were shapes of angels everywhere, changing constantly, yet not, all at the same time. Each one was ‘brilliant’, yet not, in a shimmery way,that blended as a whole so as not to attract attention to self, yet I could see so many individuals. The entire sky, even as I looked to the east where they were going, was full of angels.

I cannot describe it without stating the ‘one way, yet not’ scenario, because I could not really describe it.

What I heard was at first, very faint, I was unsure of what I was hearing. I heard gradually, yet distinctly bright sounding trumpets, several of them, but not overwhelming as if too many. I heard and felt a rumble that grew in intensity out side of me as well as inside of me. The rumble inside intensified gradually into a shake so intense I got a severe cramp in my side, the pain of which made me focus my eyes back onto self rather that what was above. As I was going through the pain, I kept wanting to look to the sky as it gradually darkened, and I kept asking Jesus, “why is the light getting dimmer, yet still intense? Isn’t the fire of the Holy Spirit supposed to grow in intensity? Why am I seeing it dim?” He kept saying, “you’ll see, you’ll see ….”

I got back to my rocking chair, clutching my side, sat back and asked God to minister to me and the downstairs music selection was playing: “Boycot Hell” by DeGarmo & Key and God talked to me through those words of that song as to the meaning of what I had seen and what we are to do.

The whole time I was seeing and hearing all of this, I heard myself saying things I can’t remember right now, as they transpired. I was thanking Jesus for all of the above throughout the experience, I was proclaiming victory in Jesus over our valley, I was saying “Go Jesus Go”, and other things.

6:30 pm I just hung up from a phone call from Louise whom I haven’t heard from since at least October, maybe early November. She is the only other prophetic person I can tell anything to and she listened to my above story, of which I just finished writing and was adding in the almost forgotten foot part, when she called. She immediately said that open vision from God was a special blessing to me for being faithful, and that he wanted to encourage me. William said the almost exact thing right after this happened and we compared notes. He only saw the 2 angels, the jet of fire behind them, the color of the sky, and saw nor heard anything else. She went on to say that I just had an open vision, a special gift from God, and witnessed the Armies of God!

She went on to say her experience of the sky: she had just awakened from a nap and noticed the house getting darker. She was captivated by the fading orange sky out the window and ran to it knowing and feeling she had a message from God. It was about 6:30 she called me.

William was saying earlier how he had heard a prophet say God’s released the spirit of Elijah and that it was Elijah as the other angel.

 

Visions and Dreams

 I had a very powerful dream last night.  First off, I went to bed kind of irritated because we went to a fellowship last night and the preacher was teaching a simple, watered down message, which was  usual, based on Matt. 11.  At the end, he said that only those with an Apostolic  ministry, specially anointed, could raise the dead.  I was very bothered by this and spoke out and said, “Matt. 24 and other places (Mark 16, Matt: 28, John 14:12, Luke 9:1) specifically states that ‘those who believe will do greater things than Jesus – cast out demons, heal the sick, raise the dead, etc.’  So, this is open to ALL who believe – we have been given all authority in heaven and earth, in the Name of Jesus to do so.”  He kind of stammered and said, “yes, that’s right, but I’ve never seen the dead being raised,” and I replied, “but I EXPECT to.”   Then William spoke up, because what he had said earlier about John the Baptist bothered him, and he said that Jesus said that we, who are in this dispensation (2000 years after Jesus) are greater in the Kingdom of Heaven than even he.  Anyway, he just closed the service, and I left rather irritated.   I totally believe, that we, who are called by His name, are His disciples, and we are to walk in total authority, just as Jesus did, to heal the sick, cast out demons, etc. and etc.

Anyway, so that irritation went into my sleep.  God gave me a dream – a very vivid one:

I was in a city, in the lowlands with a group of people.  I looked to the mountains and along this ridge that was shaped high on either side, but downward, like a bowl, in the middle.  I could see momentum building, like water in a bowl being sloshed back and forth, building until it would spill over.  Everyone around me panicked as the water sloshed over the ridge, flowing in great waves toward the lowlands, to flood it.  The people all rushed to get to the higher ground.  I found myself in a huddle, this group of panicked people, seemingly leaderless, arguing amongst each other as to where to go and how to get there.  I noticed that I was irritated with them for being clueless, but flowed with the group.  Water was rushing around taking people out as we scrambled for higher ground, going through wreckage, around freaking out people not a part of our group, going through wrecked buildings in order to get higher, on wrecked streets, dodging cars, etc.  At one time we all got into this huge RV, crowded in, one person driving frantically, trying to dodge all the wreckage; then we wrecked the RV, going into a ditch we couldn’t get out.  Everyone fled out of the RV, again as a panicked huddle, trying to get to higher ground.  By this time, this guy and his wife connected to me, as I tried to get away from the huddle, trying to find my own path way, at the same time I was very irritated with the group and at these two people trying to attach to me.  His wife was swept away and he just looked at me and said, “thats ok, I didn’t like her anyway, I like you better, I’m just going to stick with you.”  That made me even more irritated as I tried to find away to get away from all those people.  Chaos was all about and I found this house I went into, that was dark, cluttered with damage, and like a maze, I had to make my way through, with this guy trailing me.  I finally lost the other people, that seemed to be holding me back.  It took quite a bit of time to find my way through this dark house, but at the other end, I saw like a patio, sliding glass door that went out onto a landing or a porch right beside a rushing river.  I got out and started going upward and somehow lost the guy.  I was glad and kept going upward.  I got to a ‘diaper house’ – that the only way I could describe it, a business that sold diapers.  I wandered in there and found William.  I was more irritated with him for being missing all this time, rather that glad to see him, even though at the same time I was glad to see him.  We wandered around in this store for a few minutes and found a corner that had backpacks and strollers filled with sleeping bags.  I made a beeline for them and told William to grab that large sleeping bag out of the stroller and take the child-sized one out of the backpack and replace it with the larger one, while at the same time I grabbed another backpack already filled with a large sleeping bag.  I looked to my left, where a blond-haired lady was standing over a cash register, taking care of the accounts.  She, in a distracted way, looked at me and said to take whatever we needed, pointed to a wooded area and said we needed to go camp in there tonight, and she went back to her accounts.  I sensed that she was an angel.  I also sensed that she was taking care of the accounts, because like during disasters, this place would be raided and stripped clean when darkness came.  After I was done with putting on the backpack, I turned behind me and found a fully-stocked kitchen.  I went in to get a set of silverware and some canned food for both William and I, but was distracted because I kept thinking and wanting to grab the other things I thought we would need, like a pot, bagged food, etc., but William yelled at me to hurry up, that we needed to get going.  So we only left with the backpacks, silverware, can opener, and canned food – “not enough”, I thought to myself, “but it will have to do.  God will provide the rest.”  We headed to the wooded area and I looked up behind it – there stood in great height, a huge, craggy mountain peak I knew we had to climb.  I then woke up.

I got up early this morning and started to read the Word, I was in the book of Genesis, reading about Abraham, when William came in.  He said that God spoke to him again last night, he told me what it was and then we listened to a talk-radio show with an interview discussing the prophecies with and by Mark Taylor.  He got to a certain spot in the interview and what he spoke caused me to remember the dream I had just had.  I described it to William, who gave me the interpretation:

The water represents the move of the Holy Spirit at this coming hour.  The valley is the place God’s people have settled in mediocrity of religion.  The Spirit is trying to get them on higher ground (Eph. 2:6).  As God brings revival and change to the church, people panic due to traditions they cling to.  Sometimes, it can be frustrating, as Christ was (Matt. 8:10, 26,16:8, Mark 4:40, etc.)due to lack of faith to God’s Word.    The huddle of people represented the state of the current church, adrift, in fear without true and Spirit-led leadership. The RV represents God’s people climbing on board a ministry, not knowing where it is going or following men rather than His Holy Spirit.  And sometimes, people fall away as the Spirit calls for them to give their lives away.  But beware of the motives as to why people follow after you.  Sometimes the people God gives us to minister to, we would rather He not give us.  The house represents the dark maze of lies that come from even fellowships and the evil one that keeps us locked in, and the ability to see the light and get to the river of life flowing from the Spirit.  The man and woman represents those who fall away and those who get lost in the maze of ‘church’, the maze of denominalization and doctrine.   The patio represents a place of rest in the light of God, where the river flows.  Then you begin to go up into higher ground which is the presence of God.  The diaper house represents the gospel given to the lost child called by God.  It is there doing God’s will, doing His kingdom work where God really provides: faith, love, wisdom, worldly needs, etc.  Unfortunately, fellowships are mostly clubhouses of saints waiting to slide into heaven with cost; they are broken up into denominations, divided, with people looking for human, soulish food.  The format of the proper fellowship should be:  a class for growth, real food, not just milk, followed by a sermon that manifests the power of God, a service full of healings and wonders (Mark 16:17, 20) William being there represents the place where I met him witnessing in the streets years ago.  At that time, I was frustrated as to why it took so long to find him and to finally get the simplicity of what Christianity really is.  Note, I was exchanging child-like Christian understanding for maturity, only when serving God.  The blond is an angel who is keeping the accounts, keeps the record of the Book of Remembrance.   While doing God’s will, he will keep you and guide you to safe pastures, the trees and shelter/shadow of the Almighty.  The camp is where we rest in His presence, where we stay in the simplicity of what the Gospel represents.  We stay under the wings of the Almighty, to fall at His feet in awe and reverence.   We know with all assurance He will get us to the high places in His power.  The kitchen represents the supplies, spiritually and physical, that God will give as needed (Matt. 6:30, 7:7), never wait until you have what you think you need before serving God, just GO! (Matt. 6:33).  The can opener represents the keys to the Kingdom of Heaven.  Once you get on the right track of doing His will, God will take you to higher ground (hinds feed in high places (2nd Sam.22:34), to the very heavens where God awaits for us – home!