Song of the Bride

I have somewhat recently purchased The Passion Translation Bible (PTB).  It is a new translation that is to “reintroduce the passion and fire of the Bible to the English reader. It doesn’t merely convey the literal meaning of words. It expresses God’s passion for people and his world by translating the original, life-changing message of God’s Word for the modern reader."  I thought that it would be good to read another more “modern” translation just because.

Well, when I received PTB, I knew it didn’t have the complete Bible, but it did include Psalms, Proverbs, and the Song of Songs from the Old Testament and the complete New Testament.  So, I was perusing through, the Song of Songs caught my attention.  Literally, the title was lite up.  I thought that was interesting, so I asked Papa God what that meant.  Of course, He gave me a “read it and find out”.

Understand that I am a theater person as my background.  When I read anything, I read for the story first, then I go back and read for characters, their background and such.  So, that’s how I read the Bible.  Usually, during those readings are when Holy Spirit will highlight things to me. Whether they are concepts or just the “what is happening here” and I research it.

I have read the Song of Songs only once before. That was in the King James Version when I was a very new believer and I didn’t like it at all.  In fact, it repulsed me, to be honest. I had no understanding of that kind of intimacy and I was only 17.  So, I never went back to it, until I got the PTB.

I asked Papa what I should be looking for and I heard nothing. So, my prayer was “Holy Spirit, help me read through this story with a new heart and new understanding. I then commenced reading.

The Song of Songs has 8 chapters. Within these 8 chapters is the heart of the King toward his Bride. How much he loves his bride. It also shows the struggle of the Bride, even though she loves the King, she struggles. By the time I finished reading the whole book in one sitting, I was in tears. Yes, I cried. I cried because the King LOVES ME.  He loves his Bride beyond anything we can even imagine. He loves us as a groom loves his bride.

So, my reaction rather surprised me. I went before Papa and thanked him for loving me as I am. I hadn’t realized how much the intimacy in my relationship with him was so overwhelming. I know that when I was younger, intimacy meant sex. But, after being married for going on 34 years, intimacy is not only sex but an opening up of feelings, dreams, a friendship that goes beyond a friendship-love or even a lover-love.

I sat in my chair for quite awhile just ruminating over what I had just read. Then, I hear Holy Spirit whisper, “It’s a play. It needs to be performed.”

My reaction, “What!?  I can’t write a play, especially The Song of Songs.  Are you kidding me?”

He whispered again. “Read it again as a play. Then make your determination.”

So, I read it again.  And when I did, I saw an 8 scene play along with the characters and how it could be set. It came to life in my head!  As I read, I saw it played out. Lights. Sound. Costumes. I saw the whole shebang.

So, I am in process of adapting the Song of Songs into a play format. More like reader’s theater than a full-blown show, but still effective non-the-less.  This is a collaborative journey with Papa. I go into my rehearsal hall in heaven and work through scenes and sometimes look at lighting and costumes.  It’s a blast!  Papa allowing me to be creative in a very different way and it is more satisfying than anything I’ve done in the past.

I heard a song by Paul Wilbur called “The Song of the Beautiful Bride”. 

This is the story of Song of Songs.  I again wept with joy and love for my King.

Song of the Beautiful Bride

A Shaking and Vibrations

There’s a change going on. Not sure how to explain it. I’ve been pondering over it since the beginning of this year.

There seems to be a shifting. I can sense it in the heavens, but also on earth.  A rumbling of sorts. Again, I can’t explain it. My whole being just senses it and knows it.  My spirit knows it.

I was sitting in my chair where I do most of my praying and worshipping and the ground began to shake. At the same time, my body began to vibrate. By vibrate, I mean my body’s frequency was changing big time. And this did not stop for 20 minutes. I thought every cell in my body was going to explode because of the vibration.  The floor was also shaking during that time, but nothing around me was moving.

While this was happening, I kept asking Papa God, “What is this? Why is this happening? Show me.”

You must understand that I do not come from any Pentecostal or Charismatic movement. I met Jesus in a conservative Baptist Church and my husband and I are members of an Evangelical Free Church. Stuff like this doesn’t happen. I am however, also a member of NW Ekklesia where I mentor folks to grow in their relationship with Papa God, so they can walk out their faith in the Kingdom of God. I have experienced manifestations of God and healings amongst that group of believers. I have also been walking in the prophetic since 2011, while still attending this local body of believers.

This shaking that I experienced was not a natural earthquake. It was in the spirit realm. There really is a battle going on with the powers and principalities of the air.  More folks are waking up from a very long sleep and discovering God has something more for each of them; more of Himself than what they were taught. Granted, there are still those who are waking up, but not liking what they are experiencing and wanting to go back to sleep!  Such a waste. But, we cannot wait for them. We must continue to go forward with God. He is calling each one of us get up and walk!  Calling each one of us to run!  Calling each one of us to Live!  Too long have we sat and slept when He was talking to us.  Our ears have been plugged by the enemy’s distractions and now we must focus. FOCUS.  God is calling us to focus. Quit being distracted by the enemy’s wiles. Be discerning. Watch and pray.

I AM

For some reason, this past year has been a struggle inside myself. Not sure exactly why, but old “stuff” began to surface and I had to deal with that “stuff”.  One of the great ways to deal with difficult things and even situations is to remember WHO has my future and hope.

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you", declares the Lord and will bring you back to the place from which I carried you into exile."  Jeremiah 29:11-14

My Papa God knows me so well. He knew me before Time was created. My spirit has been with Him before my human mind even knew who He was. This makes me pause, because I feel wonderstruck. I just want to sit and be in His presence; this allows the struggles to melt away.

He knows the struggles that I have. He also knows what is best for me and allows me to make decisions for myself.  Yes, there are consequences for whatever decisions I make – good or bad. That is His gift to me and He will never take that away from me. I just need to learn from mistakes and march forward.

One morning while praying, I heard in my spirit the Lord say this to me:

I know the struggles you have.

I am your righteousness.
I am with you always.

I am your defender.

I am your provider.

I am your banner.

I am your song.

I Am.

I am the strength for your weakness.
I am the source for your needs.
I am the fire in your heart.

I am the word of Life.

I Am.

I am Alpha and Omega.

I am the Creator.

I am Father of All.

I am Love.

I Am.

I am your Peace and Shalom.

I am your Life and Light.

I am your revelation.

I am your guard.

I Am.

I am the Way, the Truth and the Life.
I am the Resurrection and Life.

I am the Light of the world.
I am the Good Shepherd.
I am the Bread of Life.
I am the Gate.

I am the Vine.

I Am who I Am.

The Black Cloud – Part 2: The Set Up

This took place in 2016 during a Silent Prayer retreat. It was the most impactful experience in my life up to then. This is one year after my first encounter with the Black Cloud. 

Me:  Papa God, what’s on your heart today?

Papa: We haven’t talked like this for a long while. I’ve missed this with you.  I want you to know I am not mad or angry, just a little sad. I so enjoy when you and I sit and talk like this.  You give me joy. Did you know that I long for you?

Me: (I look deep into His eyes. I see only love for me.) Papa – forgive me for not allowing you to be number 1 all the time. (He smiles) Thank you for just loving me; just the way I am in all my foibles.

Papa: I love your foibles! (laughs) They are what make you who you are. You are discovering so much more about “you” in your journey, aren’t you?

Me: Yes, I am! So many things to learn and know that I think I just shut down sometimes. So, when that happens I focus more on my busyness. Sorry. This is where I need to be on my seat of rest. I know that. Even my mind needs it and knows it. You whisper, “seat of rest” sometimes, don’t you? (I shake my head) I hear it but don’t heed it.  Then, I suffer for not going there.

Papa: Yes, and there is no need to suffer. Might I encourage you to every morning – Come up and sit with Me. Listen to what I am saying to you. I sometimes sing to you. (smiles) You seem to enjoy that.

Me:  Oh my yes!  Waking up with a song in my head – humming. I haven’t really done that in a very long while. Having you sing a melody; then me trying to figure out what that melody is – to what song and then the words – is quite a fun puzzle! The journey and then the discovery! Sometimes, I am overwhelmed with how much you love me.

Papa: I want to overwhelm you with my presence. My whole being loves you. Allow me to envelop you. Allow me to be more than a part of you. Come into Me. Stand with me as a daughter. (He pauses just for a brief moment.) It will take courage. Probably more courage than you’ve ever had before. It may seem like darkness at first, but I am there, once you step through that veiled darkness. I am there in the light waiting. Come. Please come.

(I remain quiet for a few moments, taking in all that He has just spoken.)

Me: Papa – this sounds an awful like “The Black Cloud” experience that Ian Clayton had. Is this what you are asking of me?

Papa:  Yes, daughter. It is time. Are you ready?

Me: (silent for a time. I really have to dig deep down into myself for this.)

        Yes, Papa – I am ready. If I die right here and now, I will be with you. My whole being will be with you. I want to know how to live in your Presence – fully.

Papa: So, let’s do this.  Come, daughter.  Come.

I am immediately in darkness. Swirling darkness that is all around me. It is disconcerting to my whole being. I’m not sure I want to go any farther. My mind wants to turn back. Yet, my spirit says, “no, continue forward”.

The swirling around me becomes very dense. I feel like I can’t breathe. Then, I feel heat. Yes, heat; like when you are near a huge bonfire. Get too close and you may catch fire. Yet, I feel that I need to move closer to that fire. It is beckoning to me to come closer. Inch by inch and step by step I keep moving forward. Then, I come to, what appeared like a wall of fire.  I panic.

Me: God how do I get past this!?

Papa: Walk straight through it.

Me: But PAPA!  It’s fire! It will burn me up.

Papa: I am with you.  Come.

The gentleness, yet firmness of His voice is calling to me. My spirit is jumping. My mind is racing. Do I go ahead? What if I get burned up? Well, then I will be with God forever. But, I already am. What will this do to me?

My spirit whispers, “Forward”.

God says, “Come”.

I hesitate for just a moment; just a heart check. I confess all that I can think of and repent. I stand under the Blood and mercy of Jesus.

Then…I step back. “I can’t do this!”, I argue.

But, my spirit firmly says, “Enter. Now.”

Again, I hear God’s familiar voice, “Come”.

I close my eyes. I take a very long deep breath. I take one step forward I really feel the heat from the fire now. He’s calling me into the fire!

Papa: Come. 

Me: Papa, it will burn me!

Papa: Come.

So, I take another step. At this point, I am now resolved to just go. No matter what happens. I take another step forward. Now, I feel the flames licking me. The thing is, I’m at peace. I take another step forward. I am now engulfed by the flames that surround me. I literally stand there in that fire. It is not consuming my body but consuming all the lies, all the misconceptions, all the religious teaching and burning them up. Layers upon layers all being consumed.  It is a refining fire. As I now continue to walk through this refining fire, I feel lighter. I feel freedom.

Then, all at once I am past the fire. I am standing stark naked in this place I am in and I am not ashamed. This place appears to be so brilliantly white. I can’t see well. I'm not sure if I am in a room or what.

I hear, “Welcome daughter!”

At the sound of His voice, I am overcome. I fall to my knees. I cannot bear to lift my head. I sense an angel stands next to me.  I cannot look up. I am on the "floor" prostrate.

I hear Papa's voice, “Daughter, you are always welcome here. I love you so much. Few have come, but I am happy you stayed the course and came.”

My tongue is tied because I am not able to speak. I just sigh. It is contentment, joy, love, awestruck, wonderment – so many emotions flooding through me all at once. Finally, my voice returns to me.

Me: Papa – why can’t I look at you? What can’t I stand?

Papa: Daughter, you have come farther up and farther in. This is the place where I dwell in Holiness. Few have ventured here. I call them, but either they don’t listen or aren’t interested. You, however, have always been a curious one. Your wonder and ponderings about me are good. I told my creation: If you seek Me you will find Me; IF you seek me with all your being. This is why you are here. All your life you have sought me. Now, my dearest daughter, here I Am. So, rise, my daughter – Come to Me.

I lift my head. I see His robe's hem. I feel the angel help me up. He steadies me. Then, in my full nakedness, I go to Papa. He is light. He shines beyond what I have imagined. He is also golden and light. Color surrounds Him, yet I can only perceive white until my eyes become more accustom to my surroundings.

His arms are open wide as he draws me into Himself. He hugs me. He has hugged me before, but this time, it was so much deeper. It was like wrapping the wholeness of the universe around me.  All of who He is I feel. Then we talk. Just like we have always talked. Yet, there is a newness in this. Our relationship had changed. I am closer now to Papa than I have ever been before. The intimacy is overwhelmingly wonderful.

I don’t feel naked any longer, I am clothed, clothed in His Glory. I am translucent, yet light and fire are on me, like a garment. I am breathing in His fragrance and resonating His frequency. To be honest, I have no grid for any of this, but I am here.

Papa’s shalom is always. This is Joy all around. His Love (AGAPE) enveloped everything.

Me: Papa, you are good, loving, merciful, kind. You are goodness and love wrapped into the best package. You are a good, good Papa!

Papa:  So, Sue, you asked me what was on my heart today, and I didn’t answer you… Do you know now?

Me: (Tears are streaming down my face) Yes, Papa – oh yes, I do. I love you, too! I love you!  Thank you for wooing me in. Thank you.

The Molting Season

Have you ever seen a chicken or eagle or any bird really, molt?  You might ask, “What is molting?” Well, as the dictionary says:

verb (used without object)

         (of birds, insects, reptiles, etc.) to cast or shed the feathers, skin, or   the like, that will be replaced by a new growth.

verb (used with object)

             to cast or shed (feathers, skin, etc.) in the process of renewal.

Molting is rather messy.  Feathers all over the place. The birds look rather untidy.  I know because I grew up raising chickens, about 70 of them and when they molted, it was messy. However, it was a necessity for them. Their feathers lose their ability to keep water away from their skin and keep them warm.  Kind of like wearing your coat out; the outside of your coat gets all worn and thin, so then it doesn’t do what it should, like keep you warm and dry.

I am in a “molting season”.  “What?  You molt?  Sue, you don’t have any feathers.”  I know. However, it feels like my soul is in a type of molting season, like a detox-molt.  Old stuff that I have never thought of or even situations that I never thought bothered me – well, they are bothering me - really bothering me. Thus, I am irritable and a little less patient as I am working on this.

Layers upon layers of “stuff” is coming up.  My soul is “preening” the stuff off, little by little, and yet more comes up.  Once I figured out what was going on, I felt myself relax.  This really is needed.  I want to become whole and renewed.  Of course, this comes with learning about soul issues and that my man-spirit has what they call seven (7) redemptive gifts that need to be worked on and healed a bit.  It’s alright if you don’t understand.  I’m still in the process of learning and understanding all this. And by jove, I am gradually getting it!

All that and I just want to say: It is well with my soul.  Finally, after 6 decades, my soul is wanting to be whole and renewed.  That’s a good thing.  Frankly, it a messy process, with somewhat horrible added and I am not appreciating the process. But, I know the end-result will be freeing and liberating to me and probably others who are walking alongside me as I go through this.

I think having people walk with you through this type of “stuff” is most wonderful. They themselves have “gone before”, worked on their own detox-molt, and now help others. This is what the Body of Christ is for.  Instead of coming back at folks who may not be their “normal selves” with criticism - because the person going through the messy process may not even recognize it at first – stop and ask an internal question, what’s up? Then, pray for them. It really is a difficult time, yet so needed for everyone.

Papa God wants His kids whole. Jesus wants His Bride renewed and whole.  I want to be all that I know God wants me to be. Even as frustrating and messy as it is, I am submitting myself to this transformation season, because I will be flying like an eagle with a new set of wings very soon.

The Symphony

I pondered on a warm summer’s day, why a cool breeze lofting through the leaves in the trees could make such a wonderous sound.  It was like each leaf was a tone. The breeze was playing music in the trees and it was stunningly beautiful.  I closed my eyes and just listened.  The sounds that were around me filled my whole being.  Birds chirping their conversations. Squirrels chattering with other squirrels. Insects buzzing around, but not disturbing me. 

I allowed myself to just soak in the sounds with no filters.  My feet were bare and feeling the ground under me. As I listened to the sounds around me, I also allowed myself to feel the earth beneath my feet.  I allowed my spirit to just melt with the sounds around me.  My feet, they seemed to become one with the earth.

 

Then I heard a frequency. It was soft at first. It played in amongst the others sounds around me.  It was like listening to a symphony.  I marveled in my spirit how creation sings.  The next thing was the vibrations that I was sensing in the earth.  It was all in tune with each other.

I marveled how our Creator orchestrated his symphony.  Each tone of a bird’s song, each chirp and chatter of a squirrel and even the mooing of cows – all intertwined together to make a symphony.

Now, I am inside and it is winter. The cold brings either rain or snow. I had the opportunity to watch the snow fall. It was silent as it fell. Yet, it must have made a sound.  It made the world around me quiet. For some reason, the covering of the snow seems to bring a sense of longing. A longing for wholeness and purity.  Now the rain comes. It washes all the snow away. It reveals the nicks and rubbish on the ground. The dark skies, with clouds heavy with rain, seem to be foreboding. But, as the rain comes down, I hear the sound on the roof. The swishing of cars going by as they run over puddles. Here again is another type of symphony. Rumbling vehicles driving on wet streets have some sort of rhythmic pattern. The rain pounding on the roof has a rhythmic pattern.  The wind blowing through the evergreen trees is not silent. It plays each branch.

Listen to the symphony.  It’s there for each of us every day.  A symphony so grand that we miss it because we don’t take the time to listen. Sometimes, that symphony is soft, so unless we listen we miss it.

I close my eyes and quiet my soul. I then step onto my seat of rest.  I ask my Creator to help me listen with His ears, so that I can hear His symphony.  It is most beautiful.

THANKSGIVING

Every year in November people get all thankful, because of the one day a year we are to give thanks.  Doesn’t that seem rather silly?  I mean, one day a year, set aside just to be thankful. That doesn’t seem right to me.  Why?

Well, having a thankful heart should be year around.  I know, there are some folks that are going through hell and it’s hard for them to be thankful. There are those that are marginalized; homeless, drug addicts, prostitutes, widows, newly divorced and those that are traded for sex as children. These people find it very difficult to be thankful. I can’t really imagine what that must be like.

Yet the Bible says,”

“Give thanks to God no matter what circumstances you find yourself in. (This is God’s will for all of you in Jesus the Anointed.)" 1 Thessalonians 5:18 (VOICE)

There are so many people across our nation, that can be thankful that they have jobs, a family they are at least communicating with. They have a roof over their heads, warm clothes to wear, and food on their table. Basic needs are met.  Yet, even these folks aren’t very thankful. They can find something, focus on it and be critical. Doesn’t matter how much they do have and I just shake my head.

My husband and I were close to being homeless; more than some of our friends realize. We struggled with Jim being out of work and making our bills. We went to the food bank just to stretch what funds we did have from unemployment. When unemployment was gone, we had to make it stretch even farther.It was not easy. It was difficult. But through all of that, we were thankful.

We have a faith that is unshakeable. A faith in the Creator of the Universe, who sent His Son to earth to live and die just for me, for all of us.  It is having a relationship with my Creator that gives me that thankful heart.  He loves me.  I love Him. We talk all the time thus, I have a very close relationship with Him. He lets me know that He is standing with me, and sometimes carrying me.

Over and over again Jim and I have seen Him provide for us in the most amazing ways.  I don’t know why.  I just know that He loves us. We are His children and he wants to provide for us.  I also know that He stood by us in our darkest moments. Those moments when we felt helpless, hopeless, and in despair.  Yet, His presence was still there.  I could tangibly feel it.  But, I could only feel it because I had a close relationship with Him.  I longed for His presence and sought it out.

Being thankful comes from within, not from circumstances outside of us. Otherwise, who would be thankful?  I think true thankfulness is learned from our Creator. He teaches me so many things. More than I can write here, but it is a daily learning. It is a daily discipline to come before Him - humbly with hands and heart open for more of Him.

 

“Give thanks to the Eternal, and call out to Him. Teach the people His deeds.” 

 1 Chronicles 16:8 ( VOICE)

My Personal Mountains – Mountain of Health and Healing

My last blog post was when Jesus took me to my personal mountain in Heaven.

http://journeyoffthetracks.blogspot.com/2016/06/jesus-takes-me-to-my-mountain.html

That experience was back in 2015 when I first discovered things about mountains, heavenly government and the like.

Since that time, I have gone to four out of seven of my personal mountains.  This has been a discovery time for me. So, I’m going to share those experiences, since they are a part of my Journey.

Mountain of Health and Healing

I had fallen when I had tried to get up to go to the bathroom. It was early in the morning, and Jim was still at home; he had not left for work as yet.

All I recall was the need to get up and go to the bathroom.  I remember swinging my feet over the side of the bed to get up, but then… nothing.  I had a sensation of my feet not touching the floor.  The next thing I recall was Jim hovering over me, quite anxious and helping me to the bed. Me arguing that I needed to go to the bathroom.  He helped me.  I was light headed. Then he helped me back to bed. Told me to call him later that morning. He wanted to know how I was doing.

You see, Jim was in the kitchen and heard a loud “KUR-THUMP” (as I hit the floor) and the noise of the closet door rattling. Finding me on the floor in a heap was not what he expected.

As I laid in bed, I did a physical assessment: my neck was sore, like I had whiplash. My forehead had a bump on it. My knees had rug burns on them.  I was also a bit dizzy and my sinuses hurt.

WHY?  After Monday night Council meeting I contracted another sinus infection.  It was the next day after our Bench meeting that I fainted and fell and hurt myself. I sensed this was attack from the enemy. I was vulnerable somehow.

I asked Papa God what I should do.  The answer was go to your mountain of Health and Healing and clean it off. I hadn’t realized that I had a mountain for Health and Healing.

Huh, I hadn’t thought of that, but agreed and asked Holy Spirit to help me.  You see, on our government benches, we had been cleaning off our mountains of influence, so I had been getting a lot of practice doing that with our bench of 3.  But, this was my mountain. I needed to do this without help from the others from my bench.  Oh, but I did have help. LOTS of heavenly help.

Going up to the Mountain

I sat in my chair, pen and journal in hand, closed my eyes and went up in the spirit.

I went to my mountain of Health and Healing. There I was, a mountain before me that looked black and charred.  As I looked around, I saw a pit of some sort. I asked my angels to go down and take

a peek to see what was there.  They came back and said: “Nothing but muck and poo!”  Eeew!

So, I walked around to see if there was an entrance.  I found a cave. I pulled out my sword of Truth and the Word, that was given to me on a former journey.  It lit up the area enough so I could see clearly.  As I went forward into the cave, I immediately saw a huge very fat dragon lying on a mound of what looked to be flowers, herbs, and some gems. It was sleeping. I took my sword, along with my angels, and we lopped the head off that dragon.  The angels turned the dragon on its side and I opened the belly with my sword. Out poured lots of gems, vials of essences, and a key.

The key, I thought would go on my key ring, but no; I was to eat it. It did have a flavor, kind of like cinnamon and orange.  I picked up a gem to look at. It was like an essential oil or something like that. All I know is that the gems smelled lovely.  I rubbed some on myself. Refreshing! I placed some of the gems into a satchel I had. There were different colored gems: yellow, green, purple, orange, blue, gold and silver. They all had different fragrances and properties about them.

I asked the angels to get rid of the carcass of the dragon.  As they removed it, water began to flow inside the mountain.  It trickled along the walls, then flowed more freely. As it flowed, it began washing the walls of the mountain inside.  Then, I found a bucket and two wash mops.  I asked the angels to wash out the walls – scrubbing them.  It was great!  (I could feel that happening- physically.) So much lighter and clean. The water washed away all remnants of the dragon and cleaned the hoard it had. The flowers and the herbs began to grow.

I went outside to see what was happening. My eyes were amazed. There was so much green and color. Flowers and herbs were growing all around the mountain. A clear path now appeared that went up around the mountain. The path was sparkling – shimmering. There were gems all along each side of the path. Also, the mountain itself, seemed to be shimmering and vibrating.

I have a SPA

Before I went up the trail, I wanted to see what happened to the “muck and poo pit”. Astonished, I saw that it was clean and clear! No more muck and poo!  Yay!  In fact, that clean and clear pit was bubbling-almost like a hot tub.  I wanted to try it and see what a gem would do in it.  I pulled out one of the gems and plopped it into the bubbling pool. I went in.  It was like climbing into a spa tub with minerals and essential oils.  Dang!  Felt good.  I sensed every single part of my physical body beginning to almost melt in the relaxation I felt. I could smell the fragrances. I could have stayed there ALL day.  I also noticed that there was a bench and some towels, along with something cool to drink. Wow.  I have a spa on my mountain.  Cool.

I got out, dried off and had a wonderful drink of water. That refreshed me. I had the sense that it was Living Water. I felt stronger and more whole.

Going Up the Path

Time to go up the path to the top. As I walked up that shining – shimmering path, I noticed even more beauty. Besides just green, I smelled Rose of Sharon. There were bushes of it all over the mountain, so the fragrance flowed all over.  Then, there was Jasmine. Oh, that fragrance is wonderful. I found different kinds of mint and a Myrtle tree in bloom.  I could hear music of some sort. Maybe just frequency, but it was beautiful and soothing. I could feel the vibrations of the music throughout the mountain.

There were flowers growing. These “flowers” looked more like three stranded DNA – growing and flourishing. Different colors weaving in the strands.  I picked one and put it on my forehead. (I have no reason why I did that, I just did it.) I felt it go inside of my head. It was a very strange, but warm feeling.

Once at the top, there was a beautiful bench-throne. I sat on it and felt wholeness flow over me. The bench-throne was purple, blue and silver.  I asked for an angel to come and steward this mountain.

Then I decreed from my bench-throne:

This is God’s wholeness; healing, full health.  There is no sickness or death. Only wholeness.  Peace: God’s Shalom reigns here.

No Stress.  No hurting. No illness. Only the Father’s Love.

Let the healing water flow and the flowers and herbs grow. Let the vibration of healing permeate this mountain.

I just sat there for a time, soaking in and drinking from those healing waters.

Back in the Natural

As I came back into the world of sitting in my chair, I noticed a difference in how my body felt. I noticed for instance, that my sinus infection was pretty much not there.  I also noticed that my head and body didn’t ache like it had.  I went to the mirror and where I had a huge bang on my forehead, there was now just a red spot where I had connected with the closet door and no bump.

I had tears running down my face. I am learning so much and it is real.

Jesus Takes Me to My Mountain

A year ago, I was talking with Papa God. As I talk with Him, I journal. This particular time with Him has changed my life. It was on April 30, 2015, just a few days before I was going to a week- long intensive conference on “The Government of Heaven, Deep Calling to Deep” with Mike Parsons. I didn't know anything about mountains and let alone Heavenly Government.

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Me:     What’s on your heart today, Papa?

God:    I would like you to take a walk with Jesus today. He wants to spend time with you.  (He

smiles)

Me:     Alright. (I turn and see Jesus) Hi! So, what do you want to do today?

Jesus:  (Big smile on his face.)  Yes, I want to play. Let’s go!  Take my hand and I’ll lead you.

            (He offers me his hand and I take take it.)

            I want to show you my playground.

Me:     You have a special playground?

Jesus:  (with an impish smile on his face)  Yes, I do. 

(Jesus takes me to an open space – real space - the great expanse. I am in the Universe. And it was blowing my mind!)

Me:     Whoa – this is amazing!  I feel so, so light. Wow!  There are so many stars!

(I am standing, if you want to call it that, on non-air, in space. I am not in a space suit and

 just looking at the stars.  My first thought was, “ I'm still breathing and this is off my grid.”)

Jesus:  Yes there are!  (He waves his arms to show me them.) I helped make those stars! I’m

glad you like them.  Look to your right.

Me:     What is that?  It’s beautiful. So many colors. 

Jesus:  Come let’s go to it.  (He takes my hand again, and we are in the most beautiful place…)

Me       Jesus, what is this?  The colors and the sounds are beautiful!  It’s like its singing. Wow.

            

             (The colors were amazing.  It was like being outside the Hubble telescope and looking 

             at this beautiful pattern of color.  The thing of it was, I heard sound. The sound was coming

             from the light patterns that were swirling around us. It was a symphony of sound. And once

             again my mind says, "Totally off my grid".)

Jesus:  It’s a Nebula. You’ve seen this before.

Me:     I have?  When?  I don’t remember being here before.

Jesus:  Well, you weren’t “here” before, but you saw it in Oregon, at the Observatory

in Sunriver  through a large telescope.  You said,  ”This is so beautiful. I wonder what it

looks like up close and personal?”  So, I thought it would be fun to show you.

Me:     (My jaw dropped.  I’m thinking “This is totally off my grid.”)  Okay…

Jesus:  Let’s go to another place. 

            (You would think by this time, I would be use to the "off my grid" things. Nope.)

Me:     Sure. (He takes my hand again. We are on a large mountain.)

Jesus:  We are at a special spot. What do you see?

Me:     (I’m looking around.  360◦ turn.)  What is this?  Where is this?  It’s such a beautiful

place. The colors of the grass and flowers, they are not what I would find on earth.

Amazing!  (Turning to Jesus) Why is this place special?

Jesus:  (Smiles looking directly into my eyes)  This is yours.

Me:     (I look away from His gaze and see what he is showing me and then quickly look back.

              Puzzling over what He just said.)   WHAT!?  This is mine?  How is this mine?

Jesus:  This is your area of influence, your realm, so to speak that you rule from in Heaven. 

(My mouth is open and letting flies in, if there were flies to let in.)

You are a co-heir with me, so this is part of your inheritance.

Me:     Wait. What?  My inheritance? What do you mean, “my inheritance”?

Jesus:  (He laughs)  Yes, I get that reaction a lot from folks.  (smiles and begins to explain) 

This is your mountain, from which you rule as a daughter of the King. What you see

is your kingdom where you rule.  Where you have authority.

And over here (he walks over to this sort of stone mound that had two steps ) is your

throne.

(There a chair was perched upon a mound of carved rock – a most beautiful chair.  It was gold and silver that was intricately woven, very much like filigree. There was flora and fauna woven into that chair. Expertly woven by a Master.  On top of the chair, where it curved was a blue orb like thing. The cushions to sit upon and the back were made of velvet and the most beautiful blue I’ve ever seen. The blue in those cushions changed to different hues of blue-a thousand colors of blue swirled.)

Me:     That’s (I paused and swallowed)  my throne?

(My mind was racing.  I have a throne in heaven. I’m seeing a throne. Jesus says that this is my throne.  I’m in heaven! AND ... I'm not dead.  This is so off my grid….)

Jesus:  Yes.  Now, go and sit.

(I walked carefully up the two steps and turned facing Jesus. I hesitated for just a moment looking at Jesus. The warmth in His eyes and love overwhelmed me. He gave an encouraging nod and I sat upon the throne. What happen when I sat, I was not expecting.)

Me:     Oh my goodness.  Wow.  (I look at Jesus.)  I feel – at peace here. It fits me and I’m  

            home.  Oh so comfortable.

Jesus:  (smiling)  Did you notice the change in your clothing?

Me:     (puzzled)  My clothes? 

(I had been wearing my jeans, tee shirt and tennis shoes, I thought.

I look down. What I saw totally blew my mind. I gasped. I locked eyes with Jesus.)

I’m wearing the dress: That beautiful dress that was in my dream and a crown!

(The dress was made of a material that was flowing. It was empire style and the

dress/skirt  part were the colors of 1000 hues of blues!  The colors flowed and changed

constantly. The bodice was made of silver thread - pure silver thread woven intricately with cap sleeves. There was a train of some sort. It had the blue hues, but also woven in was gold and silver threads. The silver and gold were also woven in a brocade along the edges of the train.  Breathtaking.  The crown was unlike anything I have ever seen. It wasn’t gaudy.  It was like my throne; intricately woven filigree of gold and silver, of flora and fauna with gemstones of which some I recognized and some I did not.  There were 12 of them. The crown shimmered.)

Jesus:  This is who you are here in Heaven.  You are a true ruler. You have authority. You are a

 daughter of the High King. I want you to begin now seeing yourself this way. As a ruler,

 any declarations or decrees that are made from your throne is always in Love and from

 Father’s heart.  Here is where you come to your seat of rest. The authority that you have

 is growing in you.  The more you grow in your intimacy with Father, the more authority

 you are given.  You will find that your prayer life will be changing.

Me:     So, when I pray or Intercede, I am standing or sitting here on my throne, in this outfit,

with full authority.  Do you stand with me when I’m here?

Jesus:  Yes to your first question. You are a co-heir. We partner together for the good of the

            Kingdom. That means we do what the Father says. It is like when I was on earth. What I

            did, I did only because I saw my Father do it first. So it is for you as well.

            As for your second question, I am with you always.  You also have the Angelic Orders

that will help you as well.  You partner with them.  They are ready to serve and are

chewing at the bit to get work done.  (He smiles).

Remember the prayer I taught the first disciples?   “Our Father who is in Heaven, holy is

your name. Your Kingdom come, Your will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven”? That

means what is done here will eventually manifest on earth.  The Kingdom – it is now on

earth. Father’s will is to be carried out by the co-heirs on earth.  That is you.

Me:     Funny, I know this, but when you say it that way, it makes me stop and ponder. How I

pray and what I pray has a more real impact or outcome.  That’s a power.  However, I

need to be careful how that power is wielded.  Right?

Jesus:  Yes.  When you speak, Heaven listens.  You have been given much. Now is the time to

learn more so that you will be even more equipped to rule from your throne.  Just

remember:  I am always with you.  Holy Spirit is always around to give you counsel and

wisdom. He can also guide you. Be reverent in all you do for the Kingdom. I am not

being stodgy, but have a clear understanding and a true “Fear of the Lord”.  This is not a game.  This is Real Life.

Do you see the seven mountains in the distance?  Those are your mountains of influence. Those are areas in your life that you have authority over. If you notice, there are some of the enemy on those mountains.  They will need to be cleaned off, so that order will come.

Me:     Cleaned off?  I have to get rid of those bad nasties by myself?  I’m not sure I can do that.

Jesus:  (He chuckles and smiles) You have the help of Heaven at your beck and call, pretty much. The angels will help you. Be wise and ask Holy Spirit. He will give you guidance.  You will learn much on this journey.  You won’t be able to conquer this in a day.

(He winks)  Be patient with yourself.  This is all new to you. 

This just means you will be here now more often than not. That is a good thing.  We’ve been waiting.  Your next season of learning has begun.