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Hope is waiting for America

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in faith so that you overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit. Romans 15:13

As I was praying today, I saw this beautiful child sitting there on the steps of our nation’s capital. Her name was HOPE. She shined brightly and her countenance was filled with joy and purpose. I asked her name and what she was doing. She replied, “My name is Hope and I am waiting for someone to see me and talk to me, so I am going to wait here.” She didn’t move and she wasn’t sad. She knew her purpose and she knew why she was there…Yet I could see that she was small in figure and stance. As people came in and out of the capital it was like people didn’t even see her and she was not hurt but yet the dust and dirt from the traffic of people who were walking by her was surrounding her but not touching her. I ask her why she was there? She indicated her purpose was to bring Hope to this nation and yet people were so focused on the problem. I then asked what could be done so that she would be able to do what she was assigned to do. She said, “ask God.” As I did, I heard clearly that we were to bring her into what was hopeless. That as they looked, they would begin to receive strategy and a view of God’s goodness coming out of the situations. I also saw the more we invited Hope, the more she no longer would be hidden or forgotten by the media or by the enemy.

As I stood there I began to dust off the area surrounding Hope and we walked into the capital. As we did she began touching the ground and I saw things change. What once was dark became bright. We then went into the rooms where media was sitting and I began speaking that all deception would be removed from the room and that Hope would come forth. Suddenly the darkness and deception in the room cleared and people began to see clearly and the truth was so bright that it could not be hidden. We then went to the Whitehouse and walked the halls. I saw darkness surrounding it as a shadow but as we stepped close I declared life and the darkness parted. Inside were steps that took us into the oval office. I saw President Trump sitting at his desk praying. As He prayed we could see the words of concern coming from His mouth like words flying in the air. I then asked Hope to minister to him. As she went to him and began ministering to His heart, I saw tears coming to his eyes. I realized that he was receiving strategy and the comfort of God. Placing my hand on his shoulder, I began interceding. During this time many faces were revealed of people our President was praying for. Some were friends and family, some were people in his cabinet and some were people who considered him an enemy. As each face came up, his prayers changed and his countenance changed from anguish and frustration to hope and purpose.

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I share this because I believe we need to ask God how we can bring Hope into our nation through our words and our prayers. I hear God saying,

“Take courage my children. For you are the one who can bring Hope to this nation and it will be changed by the blood of the Lamb and the word of your testimony. Declare Hope for she is here and waiting to touch the hearts of this nation and it’s people.”

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Emma and the Golden Dress: Rescuing and Restoring Destiny

 

The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners. Isaiah 61:1


The Hebrew word for “broken” in Isaiah 61:1 is shavar, meaning “to burst, break into pieces, wreck, crush, smash; to rend, tear in pieces.” This is referring to fractured where a portion of our spirit separates itself as a natural way to deal with a traumatic event. I am still very much just learning about this subject, however in the process of receiving some emotional healing myself have discovered how much God desires for people to be whole in body, soul, and spirit. I also discovered how we have the ability to spend time with God in the spirit and allow Him to bring healing to any fragmented parts of our spirit. More recently I have also discovered that when we pray for others, we can partner with God to see Isaiah 61 happen for other people as well. This is an account of one of those times that I partnered with God in prayer to set free a teenager who had been tormented relentlessly with suicide and depression. The way I pray is almost like a story. I see it like a vision as I write and pray and I believe although some of the things I see in the spirit are more symbolic it is a way we can bring freedom from captivity. In order to protect her privacy I have changed her name.

FREEDOM FOR EMMA AND HER GOLDEN DRESS:

As I began praying in my favorite place in a library in heaven, I began praying for the teenagers, adults, and kids I work with. Jesus, help me to create an atmosphere where the people I work with feels loved and valued. That I would and they would begin to see how precious they are before you. Jesus, what can we do to change the way Emma see’s her destiny. As I said this, Papa came over and sat next to me saying, “You see the hopelessness in this child, but she is so beautiful and has such a destiny.”

How can we help her Papa? I want to see her walking out her destiny full of life and peace not depression and hopelessness. With this Papa handed me the book He was reading when I came into the library. It was her book and inside it was written the Hopes and Dreams he had given her before she was even born. With this I began to cry because I realized He was reading this before I had even mentioned anything.

Papa then said, “She has been placed near you because there is something you have to give her. It is the one single word that you are writing about. HOPE”. With this he handed me a scroll. As I opened it I saw this golden dress that was like spun satin but was golden and I saw it hanging in this closet that had been covered by dibris and had been locked away by the enemy. I knew immediately this was what Papa wanted me to go after. For this was the destiny of who she is….This is her royalty. This was what had been hidden and forgotten about by the plans of the enemy but it was hers. With this he opened the book and as he did I once again saw a door open at the window that lead into a place where darkness had hidden part of her destiny. Before I got up I asked, “Papa, how am I to release what has been hidden and locked up and release this to her?”

“He responded, I am giving you a sword to cut down the lies of the enemy that have built up againsts her destiny. The lamp I have given you needs to be refilled in order to shine brightly against the enemy that is guarding it. I will be sending forth angels with you to push back the attacks of the enemy in order for you to discover what has been locked away. Be prepared because this isn’t just a dress but a part of her. When you release this part there will need to be more that is done to heal and restore it to her.”

As I stood up, I realized that even what I was wearing changed and I was now wearing the armor he had given me for battle and Jesus places the white robe of righteousness on me that kept me hidden from the enemy. Then Papa took my lamp and suddenly His glory filled the room, my lamp, and even me. I was overwhelmed by His love that filled the room but Jesus strengthen me to stand in His glory.

I then saw that about 30 angels had joined us in the room and were about to go with me into the door that was set before me. As we stepped through the door I knew that we were going into a very dark place. This area was a place called displacency. Inside was a darkness and heaviness I had not felt for a long time, yet I knew it was not my own. The sadness and sickness of this place hung like a disease covering the walls and the rooms that it contained. It was like a fortress yet when we came to it we came right to the center.

As I looked at the rooms, I discovered they were like cells and each cell had a name. Names of countless people and their destinies. I quickly ran through the hall asking Holy Spirit for the direction to go. As I looked I saw Holy Spirit highlighting one single small room that was almost hidden and small. The room was to the right and low. As I came to the door there were three large dark guards. As we approached they came full force and were quickly taken out by the angels who guarded me. With a swift strike with my sword the lock was removed and I was able to get low and climb inside the door. Inside was a large box that had been overgrown with weeds and black wires that seemed to almost encase it. I quickly began to cut away at the weeds but as fast as I would cut the weeds would grow back. I knew that it would take more than just a cut to remove this darkness.

I began to speak to the roots and commanding them to be removed. As I did, I saw the glory of God come like a fire and the roots beginning to burn away. The fire burned so bright that even the dark wires disintegrated to ash at it’s side. As I continued to work at the box I suddenly realized there was this dark choking cloud that was filling the atmosphere in the room. I began to have trouble seeing or even thinking as it came down. As this happened, I saw the angels begin to pray and blow upward to remove it but the darkness cloud fell like a heavy blanket.

I then asked Papa for help. He then spoke quietly and reminded me I have the ability to create with Him. I spoke into existence a large fan. This fan was like a large one that firefighters would use, however it blew the wind of God that actually made the darkness disintegrate before our eyes. I then took my sword again and pried the door open. As the door opened, I could see the dress hanging there. It was beautiful but had been covered with dust and had become damp and mildewed from the darkness that had surrounded it. Yet I knew that the beauty of this dress was not ruined that is still represented the destiny of Emma. As I touched the dress I could see music notes float into the air of songs that had never been sung and I saw words that had never been spoken reflected in its surface. I also saw artwork that danced across it’s surface.

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As I picked up the dress, I suddenly realized that a part of Emma was there too.She looked like she was 3 years old and was sleeping but seemed tormented by dreams that were not her own. I gently picked her up and comforted her. She was still sleeping but knew it was time to leave this place. An angel handed me a warm blanket which I laid over her and we made out way out the door and as I did a door opened back into the library. As we enter the library I went with Jesus into the Garden where it was warm and living water was flowing near by. As we began to walk in the warmth of heaven, this precious little one began to wake up and began to cry as there was so much sadness she had been caught up in. She quickly calmed down as she recognized Jesus and quickly reached out for Him.

img_3774Jesus took her gently in His arms. Her red curls fell like spun golden fire onto Jesus face. Her face was dirty with ashes and her face was tired from the long darkness she had been in. Gently Jesus took her into the warm living water and began to wash her clean. As He did, she began to look more peaceful and at rest. As she rested her head on His heart. Slowly she began to smile and play in the water.

I then took the dress that I had given to an angel for safe keeping and gently placed it in the living waters as I did I saw the dust and grime float away. As I gently pulled it out Emma’s eyes got so big with wonder at the dress that once hide her inside her prison. For now it was beautiful and shined once again with the beauty of her creativity and destiny. I knew that this dress was safest with Jesus so I gave it to him. I than ask Jesus what more we could do.

He responded, “Now it is time to let this little one rest for healing has only begun.

This was how my prayers time ended. Although she is still healing, I believe God is working even in ways we cannot see.

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Warrior Scribes and the Mission for Truth about the Land

After my friend Praying Medic had asked me to pray today. I went to lay down with my daughter and I asked the Lord about what can be done to help with this issue with China that our Secretary of State has to deal with. I had a vision where God said go to the East Gate.

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He showed me how this gate will be affected by several different aspects…

The Kingdom of Heaven, Kingdoms of this world, Time, People, and things in the Natural. In the vision, I went to the east gate…However, it reminded me more of someone entering the steps into a public pool. I was specifically holding onto the bars stepping down carefully. When I went down into the steps I saw a scroll that The Lord had set before me. Although it was a scroll I also understood it was the timeline of this structure. It started from it’s planning until current and the scroll was rolled up that I was standing at current times looking into the past. As I walked with Jesus and a few angels I saw what looked like a shipyard. It was filled with shipping containers that were built up like lego blocks and was being built up like land but between some of the shipping containers were things that looked like pink slips. Each pink slip represented something that was wrong, broken, or would cause issues in the future. As I went and continued to walk back in time I saw the structure deconstruct till it was nothing but sand. When I looked at the sand I saw instabilities and I also saw that there was something with a fault line that would not allow it to remain. I then asked my heavenly Father what I was to do with this information and He directed me that this would be an opportunity for the Tribe of Warrior Scribes to come on Journey with me to see and record what they see on these pink slips. For each contained keys for Victory for Rex Tillerson to see to bring resolution with China. It was something that would allow them to come to the table without accusations but rather with an opportunity to bring resolution and safety.

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From what was revealed in this vision, I knew what needed to be done. In the council rooms of Heaven, the Tribe of Warrior Scribes Gathers before the Father. He gave us each a scroll and said, “My Scribes I have called you here for this important task. There are many who will wonder and many who will be astonished when the truth is revealed. Are you willing to come forward to let the truth be revealed? I have given each of you a scroll. Now join together on Journey for I have given you this place to go. As you go to this place there will be much to see but I will reveal the hidden things that are key. Do not allow fear or doubt to gives its rule. For you are my Sons and Daughters and you have authority to see beyond their rules. Come a little closer to each slip you find for as you pull it out. The truth you will find. Your task is important and it is key. For each slip will bring great victory. Be sure to record your journey for as you record it you will find. The truth will be made public and no longer be hidden inside.”
Again I saw each of us had our lamps and with it, His glory was shining strongly for this task. As we all departed He gathered us around and kissed us on the head. For the journey was very serious and it had great effects on what would come to be, however, His love for us and our love for Him is what gave us peace. As we climbed aboard I could totally see the love He imparted to each of us was like an ocean of peace. As we traveled to this man-made land we could see from inside, that the ground was covered with Darkness and although they could see us the darkness didn’t hide. Upon our approach, heavenly armies went before us and cleared the way for us to land. As we approached the structure, we could not be seen by common man. As I walked upon the ground and walked around I suddenly saw a slip of paper and it was attached to the ground.

faultlineAs I pulled my lamp out I could see more clearly a deep darkness that was like a crack in the ground although this place was built on sand. The crack was the fault like I had seen before. Yet with my lamp shining, I could see there was much much more. I took a closer look and suddenly I was able to find that this fault line also represented a separation in time. For there was a place where things began to change and what was meant for good became corrupted for political gain. I could see that the foundation on which this place was built would crumble because of foundations that were never built. They were covered to seem like they were there but when you look closely all you could see was air. With this information, I began to write into the scroll that had been given to me and knew that this information was important for victory. With the others, we not only left this land with information but we also left imparting peace. Our desires are not for destruction but rather for the truth to come and bring restoration between the nations. We wrestle not against flesh and blood but against principalities and things of Darkness. This is truly is where this battle lies. I am declaring God’s truth and peace to reign on both sides.

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The Winter Library-Book of Kings and Queens

This is another journey with God. Some my wonder if what I am sharing is a story or real. That is for you to decide but for me it is a place where the curtain of day to day life is pulled aside to reveal the Glory of God in a place where I am by His side. For in God’s words it says we are seated in Heavenly places with Jesus. So you decide for you self and if you want come along for the journey!

JOURNEY TO THE WINTER LIBRARY PT 1:

Jesus encourages me to come in with open arms. As we walk down the hall towards the great doors to the library. Inside Papa is waiting in His favorite chair near the fire. I am so warmed by the site of this winter library. Again the large window is in front of me with it’s beautiful scene of snow covered mountains and trees and countryside. I can see my kids loving the hillside and the snow but my heart is just looking forward to what we are here to do. My attention turns to Papa in His great big chair so warm and welcoming. I come up to Him as He is deeply focused on the book He is reading. I quickly kiss His cheek and ask Him what he is reading as He places His warm large hands on my face as I snuggle next to His face. “Reading something fun,” He says.


As I stand up, I begin looking around the room just wanting to take in every intricacy of this favorite place. As I look down, I realize I am wearing a necklace that I never noticed before but on it was the keys that God had given me before. As I looked around the room I felt Jesus come up to me and wrap His arms around me as I continued to look at the names in the books. So many to choose from. Jesus asked me quietly in my ear, “What do you want to read?”

Something that will heal those that are hurting and drive away fear. I am so tired of fighting fear. I just want to freely be with you without needing to perform to someone’s standards. Just to sit and listen is what will bring peace.

Jesus responded, “Just come and be with me. This is where wholeness begins and freedom wins. I will make it clear. Just sit and rest with me here.”

As I sit at your side for a bit I see you are holding a book that has words that I cannot read. I close my eyes and snuggle into His side. I feel the warmth of His arms and the peace of sitting in this library.

Then Jesus said, “This is the stories of the kings and queens. It is a story that many cannot see. For it is written in a way that only royalty can see. I want to read this to you because I believe, your identity lies here and you need to be able to see. As you hear this book you will see it contains the secrets that bring understanding and knowledge about how to rule with me. Many things are written, listen carefully for what is written is important. In the book is the keys to the Father’s heart. It will bring you the freedom to rule and not be burdened by a heavy heart. The things that you will see in this book are not just stories, they are deep mysteries that will uncover the truth in everything you see.”

With a voice deep, smooth, and gentle he began to read this to me:

“Once there was a king name Benjamin. He was ruling a place that many could not see. For his kingdom was small and was considered worthless by many. Yet in the eyes of God, this kingdom was rich for it contained something that was more precious than any other kingdom. For His kingdom was built around women and children. The children played freely and were hidden from every bit of darkness. For King Benjamin loved these ones and knew their needs. He met them with joy and never felt ashamed of what he could see. For these children were more precious than jewels and there treasure was beyond what this world could measure. For in each child was contained an inheritance of heaven. Their eyes were filled with wonder and curiosity and deep inside they dreamed dreams that could create things beyond what we could describe.

Than there were the women that were beautiful and lovely. These women were cast aside by the current society. They were considered outcast by the world but were considered royal by the King. Each one was precious and even when they first came to this kingdom carrying rejection and disgrace, they were treated with gentleness and great grace. For this rejection and disgrace was not who they were but rather filthy rags that were replaced by robes of righteousness and love.

What is to be learned by this King and his amazing kingdom of grace. It is the value of someone who most would consider nothing he considered great. Not only did it create change but it created a safe place where God’s kingdom reigned. For you see a kingdom is not built from wealth or riches but rather by the value it places on those it contains. For in this value is the ability to change a nation from shame to abundant grace.

As Jesus closed this book I looked at Him and realized the lesson from this king. For even in the simplest of situations, I have the ability to create a kingdom where value is placed on those it contains.

Jesus, help me to create an atmosphere where the people I am working with feels loved and valued. That I would and they would begin to see how precious they are before you my king.

This story goes on but I will save the second part for another post. However, something miraculous happened the day I wrote this journey with God in my quiet time. Later that morning I was contacted by a childhood friend I had not seen in a long time. He shared with me that God was calling him to work with the Youth of our local city. Not only that but this guy has a large family and many of his Children are adopted. It so beautiful how God allows us to hear something exactly at the right time.

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The King’s Song-Healing from Rejection

I believe God gave me this not just as a personal journey, but also as an opportunity for you to come for you to experience, your heavenly Fathers’ song over you that will bring healing from all rejection and remind you of who you are. His Child!

THE KING’S SONG

My hands are shaky and my eyes are steady. As I step in with you, my whole life is ready.

I cannot contain this wonder inside,
for I am ready to be with you and in you and by your side.

My heart is wondering, deep within
it wonders what is true and how love can begin again. I don’t know how to contain
this longing to be with you deep inside, having nothing holding me from outside.

Just to sit with you my King and find this place of rest. To move into your goodness
and not be considered a mess.

For there are moments where my heart breaks with the sound of rejection and anger that comes from this earthly ground. I pull my eyes upwards and I turn to you again. Seeing your arms stretch out to draw me to heaven


In this place you look at me and nothing changes what you see. For the eyes of rejection never dwell here. Only your eyes longing for us to draw near.

As I press my face towards your, I can hear your deep deep breath and as you hold me close I can hear your heart beating in your chest. My heavy heart grows steady and slowly begins to rest as it comes in sync with your heartbeat and breath.

Gently you hold me and we sway too and fro. I begin to hear you humming a tune that, somehow I know. 

This song has never been sung on earth. For this song you sang to me before my birth. It reverberates in my ears and shakes away my every fear. Containing the frequency of your love that restores every fiber and wipes away my tears.

Suddenly, I see that I am beginning to glow with the radiance of your glory
contained in this song I know. As I look up into Your eyes I see a great big tear.
Gently wiping it away, I kiss your cheek
as I know you took my sorrows and fears.

Then you say to me with a gentle and calming voice:

“My child, I see and know you and I have given you a voice. Don’t be afraid when people reject you but come to me knowing I have given you a choice. For rejection will always come and go, but one thing remains, it is my love that will always grow.

Come lay the rejection down and you will find that my Love for you is stronger
and will heal every hurt inside. For I have given you the victory and I have given you the key. It is sitting in a place of intimacy with me. 

So arise, my daughter and know you are strong because my love dwells in you and in every song that is sung. So sing it out my love and you will see a new kingdom that is inside of me!”


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America’s Invitation to the Cloud of Unknowing

 RECENTLY IN MY QUIET TIME with the Lord, I experienced this encounter/vision while writing. I believe although this was a very personal experience it is important and it has greater truth about what is happening in our nation as well. At the end of the vision, I will explain more.

 

Journey into the Cloud of Knowing-January 8, 2016

Jesus spoke to me,

“Let me lead you a new way and to a new place. Will you keep coming knowing it is different from before? Will you keep seeing for there is much more? I have something I want you to see that is deep inside me. Will you come with me?”  

AS I TAKE JESUS’ HAND, He leads me onto a boat. In the boat, we float down the river to a place at is unknown. The sun is shining before us as it lowers in the trees and with it shines His Glory that is great and full of life, joy, and peace. Sitting next to Jesus in this boat I feel such peace. I feel the safety of His embrace as His arm is around me and I lean into His side.

I ask, “Where are we going?”

He responds, “I am taking you into something that may seem like it is dark and hard to see, but are you willing to go there with me? I will alway lead you and keep you close. In the depth of this darkness is my goodness that you know. Darkness isn’t always evil you see. For it covers the fullness of our Father’s glory and brings nations to their knees. It can be called a Holy Terror or a place that causes people to tremble with fear but it contains His Goodness for those willing to move through it and draw near. Draw near with me my love and don’t be afraid of the fire. For in the midst of this you will be made new, whole, and full of my glory.


AS THE BOAT MOVES FORWARD there is a fog that seems to grow. With it comes a trembling that causes me to groan. I hold tightly onto Jesus knowing He holds me in the midst of my fear. For every bit of my unworthiness comes out in the heaviness I feel. I cry out to Jesus, “what can I do?” He holds me closely and assures me for every bit of His glory is so powerful and new. Slowly, we were surrounded by this heavy dark blanket it caused me to feel like I couldn’t move. I cling to Jesus not knowing how to take this.

As we came closer to the fire, God’s glory began to grow. I felt the shift in the atmosphere and could feel like it was about to grow. My heart was beating violently inside of my chest. Knowing that where we were going was powerful and deep inside. As the fire of God’s glory came I experienced waves of this great unknown. Things seemed unclear but yet the fire began to grow. First, it was the heat and then it was the flame. I quickly discovered this fire burned but it wasn’t like normal pain. I felt the shift and burning away of all these fears…Suddenly there was a boldness to see what was next and to draw near. The fire although still burning became very clear. I was able to see inside the fire, my Father in whom I loved but yet there was something special that I never had seen before. His eyes were full of fire and His heartbeat was so loud. I quickly discovered although I saw Him, we were dwelling in His heart.
The boat stopped before Him and there before me He stood with eyes full of fire…His hand was stretched out before me. I took it and stood before Him and knew that His Greatness was what caused me to feel overwhelmed.

“Come my daughter I want you to see you have been given a new place in my glory. It is a place to come and dwell and find the secrets to taking my glory to every earthly realm. Will you come and dine with me and see what I have to bring. This meal is not something that can be eaten without the sacrifice it will bring. Take some time and walk with me and you will see…When you are ready to drink this cup and eat this food that it is food that is reserved for the royal courts of the King.

Tonight as I listened to my friend Michael King on facebook call out for people to pray about this coming week with Donald Trump’s inauguration and what is happening with our nation. I suddenly realized this Journey is an invitation for His Son’s and Daughter’s to this place. I also believe this is a look at what is to come. There is going to be a lot of things happening over these next couple years in our nation and with it there is going to be a lot of shaking and relooking at even our own views. However, when we surrender to Him, I believe He is calling for a deeper standard of intimacy. Like Moses, a willingness to climb up the mountain of God and step into the cloud of unknowing.


One thing that stood out to me about Exodus 19. In verse 9, the Lord says to Moses, “I’m about to come to you in a thick cloud in order that the people will hear me talking with you so that they will always trust you.”

Have you ever listened at Night when it is dark and foggy or raining how a train whistle will carry a lot longer and yet sounds close by can be less as loud. This is something that often times happens in PA. In the same way…When this glory cloud came down over Moses…God’s voice was heard clearly by His people. In the same way, I believe God is going to separate the Truth from the Deception. His Truth will be made clear.  That He is going to change this nations’ mind and heart about things that no one but Him could change.. His voice of truth will ring clear and people will tremble but they will know that He is God and He is Good! When there is a fog on the horizon it isn’t a high shrill sound that gets through the fog for ships to communicate. It is the low sound of a fog horn. All the rest of the noises get slowed down and lost by the dense air. In the same way…Deception and lies will not stand in the midst of this cloud.

So this is the invitation. America, are you willing to let Him take you to the place where you will be shaken by His Glory. Are you willing to allow Him to remove the lies and make the truth loud and clear? This is your invitation to step into His Glory and to sit at the Royal table with the King.

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Parade Tour

I was resting with my daughter waiting for her to fall asleep and I had a vision. I was in the streets watching this parade coming towards me. The floats were like all these big named people. Each float represented someone people looked up to or even celebrities. Some were good and some were bad. They were all going towards me. I was a little excited like a child wanting to go run and climb on them and explore, but I felt Jesus holding my hand firmly. He said “I want to show you things and explore and expose the truth but it is important you stay safe. Don’t let go of my hand!” 

As we walked we went behind these large floats. They were very prim and proper and some were made up of great beautiful elegant designs but on the back end of some darkness and sickness was hidden. Some even had people being held captive inside them and we were pulling them out. God was exposing it and revealing it. Not to tear them down but to pray and to rescue those who had gotten caught up in the darkness of some of these floats.

The Book of Lost Children

Traveled in the spirit today with my friend Margie Moormann. We stepped into heaven and we were in this large library in heaven with Jesus. This library was filled with so many beautiful and different books. Some were large, some were small, some were hidden, and some were unseen.
The one outside wall was completely made of glass window and outside it looked like a beautiful winter scene. Jesus took one of the books out that was medium sized and novel sized. It was called the Book of Hidden Children. As He opened the book a door opened on the wall where the windows were. It was like this door gave us access to what was written in this book. Jesus opened the book and we gathered with Him. It revealed elementary age children who were all lined up in front of a street building. All of the kids seemed confused and longing for someone to respond to them. I sensed their identity was being controlled or even hidden as they were all carrying pillows in front of their chest like they were nervous. The pillows were Emoji pillows like they were using them to try and hide their true identity and this hiding made them feel secure but yet lost.

As we saw these kids compassion filled our hearts and we felt these kids longed to be found. We ask Papa to come and reveal His heart on the matter and asked if there was anything we could do to help. He came into the room and hugged us both sweetly, His presence was overwhelming in the library and then He handed us both scrolls. Margie was handed a large cardboard box of wiggly, excited puppies. I was given fresh bread and a vessel of living water. I also felt the need to give these children motherly affection and to hug them and talk to them.

We then were handed a third scroll assigning Angels of protection over these kids as the enemy had assigned darkness to change their identities. Although we didn’t have to fight to bring Breakthrough the angels would protect them from the darkness trying to return. We went to the Courts of Angels and handed one the scroll. Many Angels stepped forward as their names were called and several came forward for our protection as well.

With Angels at our sides we entered through the door in the library and came into the street through a storefront across the street from these children. When we looked we could see clearly that these kids were a part of some kind of school and were waiting. As we approached the children we sensed their curiosity at our desire to give them attention. As I approached I was uncertain of how I was to start. For God gave us the tools and he gave us the protection but He had also given us the creativity to minister to their hearts. I decided to sit with Margie on the corner of the steps and pick up the puppies and play with them. Quickly the childrens’ attention was drawn to what was inside the box. As we sat they slowly became curious to see and talk about what was in the box. When Margie and I each picked up a puppy the kids quickly became excited. Slowly the children were all with us and we were quickly able to talk to them. I told them that we were sent to bring them gifts from above. They grew so excited as they were each given kisses from the puppy dogs. As they began to play such joy came to their faces. Each child, holding his or her very own puppy could feel and hold LIFE. That’s what Jesus wanted all of them to experience through the tools he gave Margie and me. Slowly the children were able to drop the pillows they had become so used to carrying and true joy came to each of their faces.

As they talked and kissed the puppy dogs we began to share the hope of God’s abounding love and that they were each special beyond compare. I then began to share with them about God’s living water and His bread. I gave them drinks of His water and little pieces of bread. As each child ate it was as if scales fell from their eyes for slowly life came to them and something great was happening inside. We spoke life and destiny to each little heart and as we brought them each this word we saw the book in heaven was being cleared of their lost parts. For each child was given hope that day. Their families were united with them or they were given a new family to replace was a lost or stolen. It brought hope to their hearts right away. As the bus did come forth I quickly realized this bus was not a bus for school but their families were inside. As the children united with families on the bus, we hugged each child and saw the Love of God fill each of their hearts like deep deep wells with deep deep water… Each child was followed by two large angels at their side. For we knew as the darkness fell from their very eyes, the enemy’s power over them was lost and they were protected at both sides. Life had been restored to them. They were now living in hope and their true identity.

Co-written by: Margie Moormann and MysticMama

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His Words in the Snow!

““Come to me with your ears wide open. Listen, and you will find life. I will make an everlasting covenant with you. I will give you all the unfailing love I promised to David.

“The rain and snow come down from the heavens and stay on the ground to water the earth. They cause the grain to grow, producing seed for the farmer and bread for the hungry. It is the same with my word. I send it out, and it always produces fruit. It will accomplish all I want it to, and it will prosper everywhere I send it. You will live in joy and peace. The mountains and hills will burst into song, and the trees of the field will clap their hands!”

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭55:3, 10-12‬ ‭NLT‬‬

Jesus said, “Come, my love. I want to give you the desires of your heart and your friend’s hearts. It is all rooted around one thing. Love! Perfected Love.

“Hearts are broken and hearts are saddened out of expectation but the love that is needed is not expected. It is the unexpected.” As Jesus was talking I felt Papa’s presence. He came in like a rushing wind. When I turned around I saw what looked like a heavy Fog or sandstorm rushing in and I felt a sense of setting myself so I wouldn’t be blown over yet I had this complete peace as I realized I had complete access to this cloud of unknowing in the arms of Jesus.

As we were consumed into Papa’s embrace I felt the electricity in the atmosphere yet I felt the authority to be there. My desires as His daughter were important to Him and as I drew closer I saw His hand reach out to me. Taking His hand I was pulled into His arms and from this place I had no alarm. His eyes looked deeply into mine and I knew that there was much more to see than what I could even define. Yet I knew inside He knew my heart I felt the need to see what was on His heart.

I looked at Him with such wonder and I asked the question, “Papa, what’s on your heart? I want to know hear your desires and be one who does whatever is my part. Show me your desires and show me your solutions, I want to kiss them and help to bring resolution.”
Papa embraced me and I could see some tears flow as I heard the words spoken:

“My love for my children is deeper than you will know. I have places where I desire for my love to be known. So many see me as the one who never speaks, yet my voice is always speaking if only they would see what I keep. For the words fall to the ground and melt like snow. They slowly rise up to me and wait for them to grow. My words are rich and full of life and some have never seen, the true love I speak to them is more real than the air that they breathe.

So these words have risen and are places in this great big room. They are like a symphony that no one has heard the tune. Some of my children are listening but don’t hear all the words, for the mind is listening for expectancies and they leave the true words behind. For every word is like a letter or picture of my love. It carries with it a frequency that will break every lie that distorts and darkens the ones that I love. So, my daughter, this is what I want you to do. Here is a letter and a key, for you will know what to do.”

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As I took this beautiful key and letter, I knew it would lead me to the room. I kissed Papa and I could feel the wetness of His tears. My heart was filled with compassion and it empowered me to go and to have no fear. I saw the room and I saw the keyhole, but when I came to the door, I heard Holy Spirit’s voice gently say, “you first need more.” I turned to Jesus and He looked at me and He said, “We must prepare a place for the words and vessels to carry them to their correct place. Suddenly, I saw different places for the words it looked like pieces of art. Yet there were also those that were hidden in music and dance and some simply hidden in beautiful hearts.

I called for angels from many lands and I called for some that were waiting for this assignment below. They came to me with excitement as I shared our assignment for His Words and Pictures would come like snow and when they touched the children they would dream of songs, pictures, music, and journeys that they would hear God’s love for them even more and it would take them into their destinies.

I took the key and again approached the door. When I opened it the words began to soar. I quickly jumped back with total excitement and awe for it was like a loud symphony that moved and lifted me in the room. It lifted me up in the air and I felt like I was flying. I laughed and cried at each movement for inside I could feel God’s love in every sound. I knew I had the plan to carry them from this room. I lifted the key and I lifted the letter and I said to these words “follow me and we will take you to the places you need to grow”.

As I turned I saw that Journey (my ship from Papa) was ready to carry these words to every child. I took the words to each vessel and they were filled with what reminded me of the cloud. Suddenly it occurred to me these words were in His cloud of unknowing. For it was so full of heavy darkness that came right before the snow would come. Gently we moved the vessels to the place where they would be carried and I look the seat next to Jesus. Jesus spoke and Journey was in the air. We moved above the earth and I saw all around Angels were ready to go. Each Angel was given a vessel to carry and a specific place that they would know.

As the words were taken to their spots, clouds turned into snow. Yet when they hit the children, they turned to words that were dreams and visions of God’s love for them and they could not be destroyed, distorted, or bound. They floated so gently upon their heads and melted into their hearts. Open portals of dreams, journeys, and destinies were accessed by their hearts. It took them to places in heaven where they could meet Jesus and find out the truth of where Love starts.

Some of the vessels were taken to places I saw what seemed was dead and without growth but when they were moved below the ground we saw something bigger than we could ever know. My heart broke as I saw more kids and they were made up to look like they had grown, but yet inside you saw the child so hidden for people to know. In this place, I took some of the words and I knew exactly what to do. They were once again released in song. As the song touched their ears and hearts as it swept through the room.

The earth shook and with it, every closed door was opened for them to hear and know of His Love. Not only did the doors of their hearts open to the Lord but also the prison gates of this place were broken for them to soar. Quickly they move out of the room and we brought them onto Journey. Many of them were broken and hurting and you could tell they felt so dirty. We quickly covered them and continued to finish what we came to do. As the vessels were distributed, many other Children came into view. Sleeping in their beds at night some were crying with pain. The words brought life, deep peace, and freedom from the pain. God word of love came unexpectedly but I believe they will know for in their hearts a change will start and it will only grow.

For these young ones have a gift to take the words that are truth. They raise God’s word up like a light and shine it forth in the snow and as they become the shining lights a nation can be changed by His Love in the snow!

Sweet dreams, go sledding in His words of love!

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