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Powerful Prophetic Secret Writing

Today the Lord showed me that you are making lists and struggling doing them. So I see Him commissioning teaching angels to gather around you and as they do, chalk boards surround where you are working, in both protection from distraction, and provision for the resources you need to accomplish the project in front of you.

Today your lists will take a new power from the spirit realm and the Father’s blessing will be on your pen as you undertake this task. I see pages and pages flying out from under your pen and you are starting to accumulate wealth as the stacks of paper that you are writing pile up. I see declarations, proclamations and contracts being written. You are a whirlwind of activity on the desk, as you sit comfortably in the middle of this protection that the angels have set up.

There are no distractions.

There are no other voices.

You are simply enjoying the voice of the Holy Spirit and it is as easy for you as taking dictation from the Lord.
When you finish, the chalkboards in the spirit are rolled back and there are crowds of angels waiting to see what you have written. Instead of paper pages though, everything you’ve written has changed from paper to gold parchment and there is an awe as two angels carry your writings before the Lord.

rapture-premillennialism-jesus-sits-on-throne-of-david-nowAt the foot of His throne, they lay down the parchments. He moves a hand and all the pages flip one at a time in front of him and form a second pile beside where they were originally lain. In the fastest act of speed reading, He finishes, looks up and smiles and with a gracious and pleased voice He speaks:

So let it be.

 

Warrior’s Return

VictoryOverDarkness2I saw you today at the bottom of a very long slowly rising hill. You had pieces of armour, some of it was still on, and some of it you were carrying. Your sword was dragging on the ground behind you attached to a piece of chain tunic the arm of which you were holding in your hand. There were smatterings of blood sprayed around everything… not a lot but enough that you were feeling dirty from the battle and your face was incredibly tired.

I saw a demon floating angrily behind you yelling accusations at you but when I looked closer I realized you were actually dragging him as well because there was a chain attached to his neck in your other hand. On the demon’s head was a broken crown with the word “Repercussion” on it. Way off in the distance behind you was a cloud and plumes of smoke – signs that you had been travelling for a long time but also that you had come from an incredibly devastating battle.

When I looked again, I saw sweat on your brow, and a tear in your eye. You were emotionally spent. Looking up the hill in front of you, a way off at the top was a castle with white towers topped with silver roofs and flying white flags with blue and purple fringes.

Braveheart2Each step you took was looking more and more laboured and as I saw you trying to walk, the demon would insult you, hurl more insults at you and then he would stop floating for a few moments and sit on your back, holding your shoulders. You would keep trying to walk for a few steps before simply shrugging him off and throwing an elbow back at him and he would start floating behind you again.

Then all of a sudden standing in front of you was a very tall blonde man dressed in shiny white clothes that flowed in the wind; he either looked like someone in a choir gown or a wise scribe. He smiled gently at you and said “Welcome home. Give me his chain.”

When you handed the man the demon’s chain, the man gave it one single flick and the chain seemed to come to life and grew much longer and then swirled several times around the demon and bound him up into a tiny little ball that shrunk once it was tightened. The man was now glowing, revealing his angelic identity and he picked up the chained ball and put it in a bag on his side. He took out a sword and cut off all your armour, leaving it in the road and threw you up on his shoulder and in an instant you were at the castle gate where you entered into a celebration feast being held in your honour. Someone brought you a turban to wrap on your head and when they put it on you your clothing was transformed into the same beautiful clothing that was on your angelic companion – glowing and pure shiny white.

Secret Geometry Signs and Symbols

I saw circles appear on a black expanse. They were all individual sizes and not touching.

Then an angel appeared with a ruler and compass and with a white pen he began drawing connection lines all over the place, linking all the circles into various geometric shapes. Beside each line he drew, he inscribed a symbol.

As the picture began to widen it looked like the lines connecting stars in the sky but these were not stars and the circles were larger like the size of the moon in the night sky. Then I saw one line to the right light up.Beside it was a symbol that represented you. It looked a bit like an omega but with extra wavy lines shooting off the top of it and slightly angled to the right.

The line connected two circles, a smaller one to the bottom right and a much larger one to the upper left.

The angel then put his chalk down and moved to the side where he flipped a large switch and the whole expanse changed from black to white. All the white lines he drew with the symbols beside each one, and the circles changed from white to black except for some of the lines which were striped with red lines on them. Yours had many red stripes on it.

As I looked, the larger of the two circles began changing from black to red, and when it was completely changed to red it instantly changed to gold and began giving off an intense light.

Then I looked around and noticed all the other lines with red stripes had done the same thing… they connected smaller black circles to now glowing gold larger circles.

The angle then turned off the switch and all the black circles disappeared leaving only the glowing ones and the lines that had been striped with red.

Angels of the Sand and Cloud

I saw a sea of sand that stretched for miles and miles. Some of it formed small hills or valleys but it was mostly very flat. Over the landscape I saw an angel flying close to the earth holding a sack. He reached into his sack and with his fingertip he pulled out a single drop of liquid gold and dropped it onto the ground like a seed. The drop was absorbed by the sand.

Then I looked again and there were multitudes of angels all flying around the same sandy sea all of them were reaching into their sacks and pulling out the droplets of gold and dropping them on the ground. It was a gentle smooth operation where none of them appeared to be hurried.

Then I saw a black and bluish cloud gathering on the horizon and a very large angel stood beside it holding what looked like a leash or harness. It was pulling back the cloud but the cloud was looking restless and ready to burst out any moment.

The sea of planting angels withdrew when they were finished and as soon as the sky over the sandy sea was cleared, the angel withholding the cloud let the cloud loose. It rushed out over the sand and spread out to cover the entire landscape and the sky became as black as nightAngel_Restraining_Clouds.jpg

Rain started to come down in torrents and splashed violently onto the ground.

As it did, little golden polka dots of light started shining out of the sand and began growing. As they grew they got bigger and started connecting to each other until there was only polka dots of sand left, but even those disappeared once the light got big enough. Then the light seemed to sprout like popcorn and ballooned into the sky pushing back the rain and the cloud until a beautiful blue sky appeared again but this time the light was coming from the gold mass instead of from the sun.

 

Plainly Speaking

You’re weeping…

I saw angels surrounding you as your head is bowed and your heart is filled with discouragement.

When I looked up, I saw you driving in a car, with miles of cars behind you. All the drivers are honking their horns at you, and hanging out of their windows, waving their fists at you. I saw you studying them in your rear view mirrors, and hanging your head.

But I looked in front of your car and saw a family of ducks, with wee little ducklings all huddled together on the middle of the road and between you and the ducks I saw an angel, dressed in a construction hat and reflective vest, holding a stop sign in one hand and holding up his other hand in a motion to stop.

Then I heard a voice from heaven saying “Do not be discouraged! Lift up your eyes and look to Me! You are seeking approval from man, but you will not find any there. Yet you still choose to stand against the masses for what is true and what is right. Because you have not bent your will to please man, I will not withhold my will to bless you and to show kindness to you and to give you my favour from this day forward. You will no longer see the faces of discouraging men, but I will change their hearts before you as you stand for even the smallest things. I am making you into a leader and you will become someone people seek out so that they may ask your input on heavy decisions. Continue to stand for what is right. Continue to show compassion on all my creation and continue to be willing to be ridiculed if necessary for your actions but never feel less than who you really are. I have called you special, I have chosen you as my own child and if anyone comes after you in their own frustration, I will crush their assaults and turn their intentions against them so they will make themselves out to be fools and I will put their foolishness on display to discourage others. Never doubt my affections for you and always know that whatever you set your heart to do, I will do with you and provide whatever you need.

 

 

Final Flight

I was flying… and I could barely believe it. There were force fields coming out of my hands and feet, like jets and they were so powerful that I barely had to think them on and almost instantly I was in the place where I wanted to go… yet with all that power, my arms barely felt a nudge from the jet blasts, and my feet felt as comfortable as if I were standing on solid ground.

I had a look of amazement on my face, so I looked around at where I could go. In a flash I was out over the ocean, and the next moment I was flying over my childhood home in New Brunswick. Then I was circling the CN Tower in Toronto, and then I was following the Rocky Mountains all the way down into the States, and further… then I was in Peru and landed on the top of a large flat plateau.

At first the people around looked at me strangely… but then there were thousands of people rushing toward me to reach out and touch me. I saw my mouth open and fire and wind came out and brooded over the crowd. Everyone stood still for hours just waiting under the fire and wind. Then the flames and wind became sand and salt and dropped onto everyone in the crowd.

At first people were puzzled… but then someone shouted out that they could see… and another that they could hear, and then the entire mob began to shout and dance and worship in joy.

Then there was blackness and I was looking into the face of an unusually large raven. It began to talk, calmly and with what looked like it was trying to appear classy, waving his wings as if to demonstrate his points, but the sound coming out of his mouth was getting cut off and like clouds dissipating into rain, the words dissolved into sand and dropped on the ground where it transformed into worms.

I watched me sternly command “Enough” and the worms burned up into smoke and the raven jumped back as if I shocked him with electricity. He tried to speak in protest, but two angels bound his beak and cast him into the outer darkness.

10 Elders from the crown then appeared from outside and sat down in front of me. We talked until the Sun rose in the morning and then they brought me back out to the crowd who had prepared a massive feast. Musicians and dancers played and danced while everyone celebrated their release from the Raven.

 

 

Flaming Defeated

Today you sit in a chairparalyzed from the neck down. Your arms and legs are bound by flames to the chair and there are flames all around you.

The chair sits in the middle of a pathway surrounded by flames but the path is clear. Just in front of you a white glowing warrior stands leaning on a long blazing sword which itself is made of fire but much whiter and hotter than the flames all around you.

He speaks and water shoots out of his mouth and shoots directly into your heart. It brings a massive jolt of incredible relief and refreshment and you suddenly have white fire reflecting in your own eyes. His words do not make sense to your mind but your body is completely energized by them. He continues to speak until you are fully excited and ready to break free. But he stops then and asks you in English – “Are you ready to repent?”

For a brief moment, all the relief and refreshment stops. You feel the pain of no energy and see the flames locking you in your chair. There is no question you hate where you are sitting, but it is a comfortable dullness. To repent as the glowing warrior asks, means moving into the dangerous unknown. Your thoughts return to the sensations you just experienced by the living water and you reply with a loud “YES!”

The warrior doesn’t speak, but moves around behind you. You watch from the sides of your eyes as you twist your neck, and see the warrior lift the long white sword. With a mighty chop straight down behind you, something severs. There is a painful and enormous jolt of electricity shooting in through your back and radiating to your every nerve. The pain is sudden, sharp and short-lived. Then your body returns to a feeling of normal… there is no more pain, no more discomfort and no sensation of hyperactive energy levels either. The glowing warrior returns to stand in front of you and waits.

You look around. Flames still lock your wrists and ankles in the chair. You look up and ask the warrior why you are still locked in. He replies “Your life is yours to live. Whether the flames threaten to lock you in your chair or I offer you the power of release, the choice remains yours to speak to your circumstance and subdue your realm.

AngelWarriorYou sit for a moment thinking about these words and then utter a command: “I WILL LIVE AND NOT DIE!” At the same time you lunge forward trying to break free of the flaming restraints.

 

Instantly there is sunlight shining everywhere. The flames are completely gone, and nothing is burned or even smells like smoke. You find yourself standing in front of the chair and the angel before you smiles, turns to walk away calling over his shoulder… “Good, now let’s get to work on your destiny.”

Open Door Decision

I saw you being deceived.

You are walking down a very long hallway that has a simple plain wooden door at the end of it. As you walk toward the door, a second door appears beside the first one, on the left. Both doors appear to be the same. You are puzzled by the appearance of the second door and begin to look discouraged because you will have to make a choice of which door to choose once you reach them.

But you continue to walk down the hall toward them. Suddenly, a new door appears just to your right. This one is brightly coloured and has a beautiful brass handle. You stop for a moment and look at it but continue to walk past it.

Then two more doors appear on your left, both of which make the first one pale in comparison as they are even more beautifully coloured and have even more elaborate handles. But these you also pass by, after just a short moment of pause to examine them.

Your mind is still focused on the two doors at the end of the hall and I see you praying as you walk, asking God to help you understand which door to choose.

Then scales fall off your eyes and you see strange looking ghost like people rushing around worriedly cutting holes and hanging doors in the sides of the hallway. Each door they put in was plain and ugly but once it was in, more ghostly figures would appear and start painting it with exciting colours and some of them would glue rhinestone on the doors. The handles too were just old rusty things that some figure would paint with gold paint to make it shiny.

Then the rest of the hallway was filled up with so many doors that there were no spaces of clear wall left and the closer the doors got to the end of the hall, the more beautiful they became.

You stopped as you heard a voice asking you “Do you understand now?” and in a nod you said yes. Then you began running past all the doors and hurried to open the very first plain door that you saw originally. As soon as you turned the knob, every other door in the hallway disappeared and you were immediately taken to a new place, a palace made of gold, jewels and marble everywhere.

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The Pressure Cooker

Today I saw a little rubber ball rolling through a wooden labyrinth which had many doorways leading off the corridor in which it rolled. As it rolled down the sloping floor toward the next closest opening in the wall, as soon as the ball reached the opening a door would suddenly slam shut and bounce the little ball over to the far side against the other wall. There it would continue to roll downward until it hit an opening on that side, but again as soon as the ball reached the opening, a door would slam shut sending the ball back to the other side once more.

Each time the ball had a door slammed on it, pressure would increase inside the ball and the ball became bigger. The corridor in which the ball rolled, appeared to have many doorways leading off of it but there were no turns, it only went straight. Eventually enough doors slammed closed on the ball and it grew under such pressure that the ball took up the whole width of the corridor and no longer moved from side to side.

At that point, the ball was suddenly lifted by a hidden panel in the floor and brought high up to a mountain top tower. It looked as thought it should burst but instead, the floor panel lifted the over-inflated ball and placed it on very top of the tower.

Angels then appeared all around the ball and started singing toward the ball. The inside of the ball then began to glow and after a few moments the ball was transformed into a brilliant light which lit up the entire surrounding country. Dusk fell and darkness tried to cover everything but the ball provided so much light that the sun was not even missed.

 

A Dangerous Trance

chair8PlainI was praying for someone this morning and got a picture of them resting with their eyes closed, in a dreamy space. There was strange but quiet music happening in the background and you could feel a soft warm and cool breeze blowing against your skin. It kept changing from warm to cool and back again. There was also a sweet, spicy fragrance in the air that you were breathing.

In the distance I saw a black locomotive train with a dull headlight running at top speed rushing toward you. It made no sound though, but as it approached, the music got a bit louder. The changing temperature from the breeze against your skin started to irritate you and your eyebrows furled to show that you were becoming more intense about concentrating on trying to relax.

Then the music – which used to be soft and quiet, was becoming grating. As each tone became more clear, it also became sharper to the ear and the breezes seemed to react to the noise so that your skin felt like sandpaper was rubbing you all over.

There was another flash of the locomotive, so close now that the whole dream space seemed to rumble.

Suddenly there was a huge rip in the background colour and atmosphere with angels pulling at each side of the rip to open it up. While they continued pulling and holding back the tear, several more angels rushed into the dream space and grabbed you by both arms yanking you out of the way of the speeding train.

You react with disgust and anger at the angels for interrupting what you had been working so hard at doing. Then one of the angels reaches out and pulls what appear to be earbud headphones out of your ears.

Instantly the scene is completely shaken by the deep rumbling sound of a very heavy locomotive, and it’s whistle makes several loud blasts. Then another much larger angel closes up the rip by gathering in the sides of the dream scape they pulled you out of, and like throwing a bag of garbage, he hurls it over a cliff into a deep chasm.

As soon as you recognize that you were just rescued, the entire scene changes and it’s like you just woke up from a daydream, and you find yourself on a side walk in a busy city.