March Newsletter
Vision
I cannot stop yelling from the rooftops in my spirit . HALLELUJAH! PRAISE THE LORD! Tears well up in my eyes continually as I remember what has happened even though I don ' t fully understand it all just yet. Let me go through the process as it occurred and you decide.
As a note of interest I was operated on and received the vision below on the 7 th day of the 2 nd month of the 2007. We went south of the border the day before and in two trees there were 2 eagles in the tree on the left and 7 eagles in the tree on the right.
2 is the number of Division. The Son who has two natures: human and divine. There are 2 Testaments: the Old and New. Man is Male and Female. There are two types of people: Sheep and Goats. There are two ages, this age and the age to come.
7 is the number of Spiritual Perfection. Seven days in a week. Seven colors in the spectrum. There are 7 seals, 7 trumpets, 7 parables in Matthew, and 7 promises to the churches. There are 7 "eternals" in Hebrews. Jesus said 7 things on the cross. "Hallelujah" occurs 28 times or 4 x 7. "Hosanna" occurs 7 times. "Milk" occurs 49 times or 7 x 7. "Abaddon" occurs 7 times. "After the order of Melchizedek" occurs 7 times.
If anyone has any idea what this all means (I understand pictures better than symbolism), please let me know. But I do believe the Lord is trying to tell me something in this.
Several weeks before February 7, I was instructed by vision on what authority is exactly. Then 3 days before the actual procedure I was taken on a journey of my medical past, which was, unfortunately, quite extensive. I was expecting to be in vision during the operation but didn ' t actually remember it until days later. When I woke up from the anesthetic I was so sick I could barely stand living. It took 5 days of lying perfectly still in the darkness (I wore blinders) for the nausea to pass and only then could I stand even the barest light to pass my uncovered eyes.
The Lord told me about a week before the operation that I would die and come back a totally different person. He also told me I would be getting a new mantle. Since He taught me about Authority in the weeks prior I thought I might be getting a mantle of Authority. However, you be the judge.
Here are the visions as they came:
Before surgery I found myself in Judea walking around with the crowd that followed Jesus. It was dry and dusty and ever so hot. But we followed Him wherever He went, most of the time I couldn't even see him for the people pressing in on Him. Crowds thronged His every step. The crushing weight of people was stifling and exhausting and it was altogether an unpleasant time. I was too short to see over the people and it was like being caught in a lava flow you had to go where the crowd went almost like you were part of them. There was never any let up of people they seemed to rise up out of the very earth itself.
My eyes were opened and I saw on the shoulders of Jesus a mantle of Authority, bound to His robe with two clasps of Gold Rings. His authority opened His eyes and ears and He moved in such complete and total obedience it amazed me. It was not as if He waited until He saw a vision or heard a word before He did something. He was so in sync with the Father and Holy Spirit that they thought and moved as one. It was amazing to watch because I could see all three realms or heavens at once and saw and understood the fluid movement of unity. He walked in total agreement, an instant flow with and from the Father, without hesitation or question. The authority was in the unity.
I was thrilled with the thought that the mantle I saw Him wearing I would receive. What other reason could there have been for the Lord to teach me about Authority? After all, I have as much aspiration and ego as everyone else. But it is only as I am writing this now that I realize I missed the entire point the Lord was showing me (I now have to repent about all the things I said about the disciples' slowness in understanding what He taught them). I was there for a whole week walking with and listening to Jesus interact with the disciples and crowds...and yet, I didn ' t get it.
But that didn ' t daunt me. I knew there were preparations being made in a room in heaven that I had not previously been to because I had seen the angels bustling in and out with decorations. They were quite excited to get everything done in time. And quite frankly, I was feeling a little pleased and proud. I wouldn ' t mind some recognition time to walk with the great leaders of the day who don ' t seem to appreciate me in the way I think they should. So, I must confess, I was a little more than pleased at these preparations because I knew it was something big. After all, have I not suffered enough and don ' t I deserve it?
So, if I had to do this thing awake during surgery, hey, I can go there. I was at peace and knew in my heart that the experience would be wonderful. I fully accepted the prospect and was actually looking forward to it. In fact, the surgery team couldn ' t stop laughing at my comments until they finally put me out.
When I woke up, in spite of being deathly ill and my body now my most current mortal enemy, I found myself lounging on a luxuriously rich green chaise lounge. I had my right knee up with my hand resting over my knee in a leisurely fashion (no scar evident). I was facing a man sitting opposite me, His chaise right against mine. He was mirroring my own position. We had been apparently talking for hours, a large bowl of fruit sitting between us as we leisurely partook of the food between conversations.
Most of my time has always been spent with the Father and Holy Spirit. But here was Jesus. We were sitting like two lovers on the loungers. I was wearing a long purple gown decorated with gold thread that glistened so brightly and subtlety it was gorgeous, and I normally wouldn ' t be caught dead in a dress. But there I was in a dress and feeling wonderfully comfortable.
We were talking in this most glorious gold room, rich and warm and absolutely breathtaking it was so rich in the aesthetics that it actually became part of my spirit. At the same time, on the right side there were two banks of screens. These screens were sepia in color and the picture was a range of sepia shades. Someone different appeared in each screen sitting across a small table from me. It seemed as if I was interviewing everyone but it was going by at such incredible speed that I could not quite figure out what was happening. I was shocked to find that in each screen I was bald during the interview.
I returned my attention to Jesus.
Now I hate Christianese terms we learn but that don ' t really mean anything because we do not let them into our spirit enough to give them life. They are terms many learn and wear, using them as camouflage clothing to disguise themselves as Christians.
One of these terms I dislike the most is praise and worship because it seems too often that it only means singing songs we like so that we feel good and can say we are, or appear to be, worshipping God.
Well, it came up in the discussion Jesus brought it up. He said to me, while simultaneously showing me a vision so I would really get it since I understand pictures better than words, Praise is what you feel when you love Me.
I was plunged into a vision showing me that I should love Jesus so much that I want everyone to understand why I love Him, to be as happy as I am and to be where I am.
Everything was about motive.
I was suddenly filled with so much love for Jesus I was completely and undeniably filled with joy. Everything about Him was magnified in my heart. I loved the way He looked at me that slight smile when he looked at something He enjoyed. I watched Him in my peripheral vision as He picked a grape the perfect grape that would bring Him anticipated pleasure and my heart leapt with love. I loved that gleam in His eye as He sat upon His throne and conversed with the Godhead and angels; my heart pounded as if it might burst at any minute as the joy and love pumped through me. I watched how He dealt with the heavenly host his gentle manner that was so full of power and authority and love. I loved the way He brushed His hair back from His face when He leaned forward and laid His hand intimately upon the shoulder of the angel that brought Him such pleasure just because he was there. I loved the way He moved, the way He looked, the way He talked, everything about Him. I LOVED HIM! I SAW HIM AND I LOVED HIM! And then I found myself back on earth amongst the people and my heart broke. I wept because they did not feel the love I felt. I could not bear the thought that every single person was not experiencing what I had this absolute love, joy, excitement and life.
My heart broke knowing there were so many that were in such bondage and pain that they did not and could not know, could not feel, the love, the joy, the peace and the acceptance the Lord desires for them.
I wasn ' t aware of numbers or competition or recognition. I didn ' t care that my efforts should earn brownie points on Judgment Day. I WAS IN LOVE! And I wanted absolutely every other person to share this feeling that I was feeling because it felt SOOOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
I found myself NOT wanting to evangelize and/or preach to show people what it is that they need to know to be saved. It meant nothing to me. But what did mean everything to me was the love and the feeling of love and the wonderful, all-encompassing, all-consuming love that was the only thing that I had wanted all my life. What meant everything to me was to free God ' s people, all people, from the bondages Lucifer had inflicted on people giving his fallen, evil spirits an open door to enter thus burying the real purpose for our lives. Lucifer camouflages all our gifts and inheritance with chains and prisons.
Words could never express the magnitude of the love the Lord, the Godhead, has for each and every one of us.
I was on my knees just because of the sheer weight of fulfillment, completion, joy, peace, contentment all of it. I found myself weeping on the shoulders of people as they passed by; wanting to impart this love I had been given. I wept on their necks and I could not stop myself. I wanted so much for them to know and to have this love that was enveloping me. Their salvation meant nothing because the word salvation meant nothing to me (I know this is so ANTI-Christian, but please bear with me). The only thing that held meaning was the reality of restored relationship with my Creator a relationship that was so founded on love that the weight of it crushed me and even that crushing was full of joy. Salvation in this context is that Jesus gave His life so that relationship could be restored. Salvation is the ongoing process of healing, deliverance.
It was the most breaking and incredible vision I have ever had.
And I was still sitting on the chaise lounge when Jesus brought my attention back to Him. He said, Praise is your love for Me because of who I am. Worship is your love for Me because of what I do for you.
I was then taken into yet another vision full of people and angels. There were billions upon billions and more. Now I am perhaps shorter than the average 10 year old and that tends to give one a feeling of being unimportant and unnoticed. Everyone was crowded into this one room and the cacophony of noise was deafening. Jesus was on the throne and there were tens of millions vying for His attention, everyone talking at once. I knew there was no hope of me ever reaching the Throne because I was too short to even attempt to break through the crowd. I whispered something aloud to myself about wishing I could get there but exasperated by the fact that I could never reach the Throne, so what was the point, I should just leave. And even amongst the deafening sound of voices, Jesus raised His head and looked right at me, smiling His love and acceptance. He had heard me despite the noise. He had heard my whisper and heard my heart. Despite the ca-zillions of others who must be more important than me (in my estimation) He let me know in that one single moment, with that beautiful, beaming smile and twinkle in his eyes, that I was very important to Him.
I saw Him on the Throne overseeing all life, making sure everything was running according to plan and design; concerned about those who were not on schedule for maturing and growth according to His will. The managing of this responsibility took up every millisecond of His time and yet, when I turned my head at the soft presence behind me, there was Jesus at my side with a single flower in His hand a purple one, my favorite color.
He cared so much about me that He assigned an angel after surgery whose job was to speak to me, prodding me take a breath because the morphine had caused respiratory failure. Not just any angel, because I recognized the same voice that had told me to breathe several years earlier. Once again, He took time to notice me, to care about me, to tend to my needs, to hear my concerns and worries
to love me.
Just as He does for you because you are so important to Him that He gave everything there was to give, His very life, in order for you to be restored to your inheritance and destiny. The reason for your creation so they (the Godhead) could love you and you could receive that love.
I was overwhelmed by how much He noticed me, how much He cared despite the number of other pressing demands; angels and people and creatures and creation all needing Him. Despite everything, I was important to Him and He loved me because of who I am and He loves to do things for me not because of anything I do, but just because He loves me that much.
And then Jesus brought my attention back to Him and He said, You worship Me because of the little things I do for you. But you praise me because you love Me for who I am.
Praise Him for His awesome nature and character, His faithfulness, His mercy and grace, His unquenchable love and immeasurable abilities. All that He is. NOT JUST BECAUSE HE IS GOD.
And then He shared with me His heart and I felt what He felt. I knew that because I love Him for who He is, I could not have given Him any greater gift. He was so taken by my love for Him that He wept and then we wept together, overcome by the love we held for each other and I somehow think He was as surprised at my love for Him as I was for His love for me.
I am weeping now as I write these words because I find I am overcome again still.
He rose up and took my hand and helped me sit upright. Then He took the mantle off His own shoulders and wrapped it around mine and held me close. He said softly into my ear, I am giving you this mantle of praise and worship.
The prior thoughts of a mantle of Authority could no longer be found because this mantle was far more precious and beautiful
it was the mantle of love for Him.
I am struggling even now to hold back the avalanche of tears that are flowing out of my heart, tears I would not previously have allowed to flow. I now know the heart of God and what it feels like He created us to be in that place of knowing the love He has for us and to love Him right back. And Lucifer has stolen the awareness of that love from us, giving us instead fear and the inability to accept love. I am so angry at Lucifer; which is why I have made it my mission to expose him. Jesus already brought him down we just need to get it!
Oh my God, nothing on this earth means anything anymore. The daily struggles to have all the toys, fame, recognition, and power mean nothing. I am so ashamed about the things I have strived for, the things I thought I should be, instead of being content to be who I am. Forgive me, Lord! Only one thing in all of creation means anything; and that is the love of relationship connecting us personally with our Creator.
And then I was shown again those two banks of screens that flashed non-stop along the side of the vision. Apparently I was in a place to personally interview every person and angel ever created. I talked with absolutely everyone (including myself) and it didn ' t matter if the interview was 10 minutes or 3 months. The person I was interrogating had to open their heart to me and answer my questions frankly and honestly, regardless of how it made them look.
When all the interviews were done, the Lord asked me what I had learned. I replied that everyone, every single person (as well as 1/3 of the angels, and including myself) had only one agenda behind everything they did or said. They wanted some kind of control. We want control. Regardless if it ' s a lot or a little, everyone did something or said something to gain that fleeting flash of control.
It seems to be the aspect of human nature that has resulted from Lucifer ' s disgusting influence.
Then I was shown love and control side-by-side in a contrast to compare the make-up of each. The two were so different and the need for control so contrary to what God is all about; so contrary to our original design...I was once again overwhelmed.
Next, I was shown a vision where the traditional Christian way is to procure oneself a position of recognition, power, monetary income whatever, which is their way of gaining and maintaining control.
The Lord has said, The winds of time are changing. The way things have been done will fall. There is no longer a need for a 3 rd party between Me and My people. I will talk to them directly and they will talk to Me directly. I WANT MY PEOPLE NOW!
And then I was shown Moses and the people in the desert on their round-about way to the Promised Land. The Lord called them up to the mountain where He was right after bringing them out of the bondage of Egypt . Moses hiked up his skirt, grabbed his staff and headed off to the mountain. His brother and sister were with him as were all the people who marched directly behind him. Off they went, all very excited, all very pumped about meeting the God who divided the Red Sea and drowned their enemies. But as they got closer to the mountain, the people stopped and pushed Moses ahead of them. You go and talk to Him and tell us what He says. He likes you. He won ' t kill you. (Actually, I believe they really didn ' t care because Moses was still just a murderer in their eyes a deliverer, yes, but as a murderer and since he was not really one of them he was dispensable. So it really didn ' t matter if God killed him, they had Aaron.)
So off Moses goes up the mountain and speaks to God. God honored the wish of the people and spoke to Moses instead of them.
The vision progressed through the ages following the establishment of ritual and ceremony until it finally got to the point of the Scribes and Pharisees. Now here were a group of boys who were supposed to be God ' s voice in the earth (and please know that Jesus was walking around the country at this time so the voice of God was literally in the earth). The people thought the voice of God came through the Scribes and the Pharisees and it was through this tradition and belief that these men maintained their control and position over society. Their livelihood was established by this hold and life was good. They would walk down the street and their fame went before them for they were part of the recognized leaders and established religion of the time. Life for them was very good at the expense of the people.
These religious leaders approached God on behalf of the people, making sacrifice for them and bringing the peoples ' petitions before the Lord. It was a great game until Jesus came and knocked the stuffing out of it when he showed the people that there was another way, a better way to talk to God by just calling on His name. He gave His very life as the perfect and final sacrifice to restore the open door and relationship; no more middle man.
Though Jesus called them back to the mountain where they sent Moses to hear from God, the people became afraid. The momentum of truth waned and the people installed leaders, priests, fathers, popes, etc. to be a go-between for them; a liaison with God. Once again they allowed the recognized leaders to become the recognized voice of God in the earth.
That is the religious system we live under today.
Let me try and explain this as best I can. It all comes down to the motive of our heart. I will speak about myself so as not to point any fingers at anyone else. And please understand that I am using this as an example only and am not as puffed up as the below sounds.
Now I am a seer prophet. It is a gift God has given me from birth. Because of this gift, I am considered special and I can go to the Lord and ask for a vision from Him for you. Because of this gift that He has given me, I could very easily expect you to support me so I can see more visions, continually feeding the people so they believed they needed me, and not waste my time working. Now although it is a scriptural principal that the workman is worth his wages I want to show you the difference in attitude.
Because I have this gift I can take one of two paths remembering that this gift is given without repentance and there is no circumstance where I would lose it or have it taken away. What I am accountable for on Judgment Day is what I do with it, of course.
The two paths are simple. The first path is one of self-preservation in that I can share my visions with everyone who recognizes my seer prophet standing, getting paid handsomely for the use of my gift on your behalf.
The second path is to share this gift imparting to all who want a deeper walk with God, raising up as many people as I can in His name. After all, He has given me this gift and I can give this gift to others.
God is not a respecter of persons. I am no more special than you and you are no more special than me. However, there are too many who do not know this simple truth. They have taken the first path to assure their place and prosperity on this earth at the expense of the people.
Does the evangelist evangelize because it is his heart or because he is trying to gain recognition, fame or brownie points on Judgment Day? Why do so many evangelists broadcast their numbers rather than establish training and teaching to ensure the new converts grow and mature?
What motivates us to do what we do? This is what we must examine. We have to be honest with ourselves. In spite of all the good works, if done with a wrong motive, the Lord will say, I never knew you.
I want my motives honest and pure before the Lord. He knows my heart but I need to know my heart as well. Am I following His footsteps or making my own?
I even interviewed myself in my vision and found that many times I do and say things because I too want that small flash of control. This is so contrary to God ' s nature. And now that I know this, it is my choice to either continue to keep that fleeting moment of control or give it all up because God ' s way is better, because I WANT to follow in His footsteps.
I have chosen to give it up and follow His way because I have seen what we were meant to be and will again be one day. I want that purity of heart, that innocence of love, that overwhelming love and total absence of fear and anger. I tell you, without a shadow of a doubt, that God ' s way is better and I will reclaim ALL my inheritance and possessions back from Lucifer who has hidden them from me so that I wouldn ' t recognize that I had an option
an alternative choice to live in this earth using God ' s blueprint.
The Lord has said told me that we are in a time when He is going to pour out waterfalls of revelation upon the whole earth. HE WANTS that same relationship WITH YOU that you want with Him! Now is the time. He will open eyes, ears and all the senses of His people so we can enter into full relationship with Him. And those people, whatever their status, position or purpose, who cannot lay down their own agenda and need for control, power, money, false security so they allow the Holy Spirit to raise up and free God ' s people from the traditions of man; those people will fall. God is raising up His sons, not His slaves. This is the time. Ask and it will be given. Seek and it will be found. Knock and it shall be opened.
And it is my hope that when I am asked to speak it will be a time of impartation and sharing that which God has given me. It will be a time of raising up God ' s people and freeing them from captivity. It will be doing the stuff instead of just another speaking engagement.
God is going to raise up His people, call them out and place on them His ring, His cloak and His belt because He wants His people as much (if not more) as His people want Him.
My job is to pray with you, to show you how to be free of your issues so that there is nothing standing in the way of your relationship with the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. He (they) are the only thing that is important and your relationship with them is paramount.
Oh Father God, Lord Jesus Christ, Blessed Holy Spirit my heart wails for the reality of that relationship. Lord that your people may come to know the meaning of life that all-consuming relationship that is life. Lord, send me. I commit myself to the freedom of your people so that precious relationship is restored. Lord God Almighty, I know that there are hundreds out there reading this prayer and their hearts are in agreement with these words you have placed on my heart Lord we all commit to the restoration of that relationship of love. Lord, restore the love. Restore the love. Restore the love.
Father, I now remind you and charge you with Your responsibility in this matter. It is your responsibility to free us from everything that would make us blind, deaf, mute, etc. that would prevent us from entering into this relationship. And Father, I now declare and charge us with our responsibility in this matter. It is our responsibility to allow you to free us, heal us, change us. And Father, I know it is our heart to allow you to do what you have to do.
Father God, I proclaim over your people that freedom is theirs, relationship is theirs. Lord, the feeling that this seeing into the kingdom is a special, unusual gift Lord, give to them what you have given to me. Honor their hearts. Honor their desires. Honor their prayers. Honor their pleas. Honor their petitions. Honor their love for you and give them even more love for you. And most of all, honor your love for them. Free your people from the baggage and bondage inflicted upon them from Lucifer and accepted by their ignorance. Free your people and raise them up to that relationship. Father, free the universe and all life that groans for the revealing of your sons and daughters reveal your sons by restoring that relationship.
Lord, I impart to everyone who so desires the vision, revelation and love you have overwhelmed me with in these last two weeks. Lord, I impart to them that all-consuming reality of that love you have for us and we have for you. Father, if you give it to me, that is a wonderful thing. If I share it with others through my writing it is a wonderful thing. But it is not enough. It is not enough. It is not enough. Lord, honor my commitment by giving to them what you have given to me because it is something you have created us all to have not just a select few. Lord, if I am the only one who gets to feel this and be in that place, it is not enough. Do not cheat yourself of the love of all these people by withholding from them the ability to see your face and fall in love with you as much as you are with them. Free them for yourself. Give to them what you have given me this week. That is my petition. That is my prayer. That is my desire.
Lord, I see hundreds of heads bowed and in agreement with this petition. Father, I ask that you dispatch an angel to each one and have that angel stand in proxy for me and place their hand upon the forehead and back of the head of each person. And Lord, I decree over each person freedom and restoration of relationship. Holy Spirit, I ask you to search each person and bring to the surface every issue that must be repented of, or forgiven, so that it can be over with and that blockage removed. Lord, I globally repent for my fear of knowing You in the fullness of Your glory. I repent that I asked for, accepted and was comfortable with allowing a pastor/ preacher/ prophet to go to you and get the food to feed me even though, like the manna, I have been commanded to go out every morning and gather my own food portion. Lord, I repent for every block that I have allowed to stand between You and me so that I could not see or hear or smell or feel or taste You. Father, forgive me. I stand before you and I NOW allow You to do whatever you deem necessary to fulfill Your obligation towards me I co-labor with You by allowing You to freely move in my life.
Lord, I ask these angels to anoint Your people with the Oil of Revelation and the golden Oil of Your Love so the restoration process can begin. In Jesus' name, amen.
To finish off the vision, while I was asleep on the operating table I had gone to the Throne Room one I had never actually been in before. On either side of the hall was a flank of soldier angels in full military garb. I walked through the middle of their rows, each one facing inward, their swords in one hand held high against the blade of the other across the aisle. I walked up to the throne where the Godhead sat. The hall was soberly yet regally decorated. The somberness of the angels was astounding. And I walked up to the steps before the Throne, my heart pumping wildly.
In my heart I knew it was another occasion that I could ask the Lord for anything and it would be mine. (What is the matter with me????? I cannot pronounce the word MONEY!?!?!?!?) And then I found myself kneeling down on one knee like a soldier kneeling before his (her) King, and before the Lord or anyone could say anything, I found the words falling from my mouth and heart, My Lord. I re-commit myself to the duty of freeing your people and to the restoration of that relationship You desire.
Well, I have no idea what happened after that until I woke up lounging beside Jesus. But I know I will get that vision back in His time. But I now know what I am commissioned to do. I have seen myself traveling the world freeing people and imparting the Lord ' s love to them and restoring that relationship everyone ' s heart is crying out for. Apparently I will be very busy and I apparently don ' t seem to mind whatever is going to be asked of me. :-)
I am praying that my recuperation is speedy and full because I am excited about going amongst the people and bringing to them freedom, anointing, and restoration into who they are in Christ and restoring their relationship with their Creator. And to praise Him for who He is and to worship Him for what he does.
Well, this has been quite a day of tears and writing. I start physio Monday and will probably be testy during the duration of it. At least that is my plan as long as I hurt. :-)
God bless you all and I pray that the Lord anoint you abundantly with the revelation of His love.
Jessica Jones
