I woke to find myself in a bed; it was a gigantic four poster bed. All around me were angels. One walked into the room and beckoned me to follow him. I leapt out of bed and pulled my cloak over and put it on as I ran out of the room quickly following the angel. I turned round to see my name embalmed into the door. I followed the angel to the throne room. Where I saw my brothers from the battlefield, we were all ushered into the centre. Around us where the Angels, they seemed to be hesitantly waiting for something.
Then Jesus stepped from his throne, and then I saw what was to become the most amazing experience of my life. Jesus was then, what seemed to be, transfigured, all the glory, power, authority and holiness of God that was in Him was shown to us. He lit up the room into a spectacular firework display, the light that shone from him grew and grew, as it did so my vision became less and less clear until the light was so bright I could not see anything but a pure white shining from Him.
I woke to again find myself in bed. Again an angel came and beckoned me to follow him. I followed him and he led me to the throne room. I stood in the centre before God seated on his throne, Jesus was at his right hand and angels surrounded me. A group of angels came forward to meet me. They looked paused and looked up at God. He nodded to them. In response to this they undressed me. I was only wearing my simple over cloak so as they lifted it over my head. I was standing stark naked before God.
I was hugely embarrassed and the shame of my situation clung to me and I couldn‘t escape from it. I looked around there was this instant sense of shock from all the angels around me which was almost as instantly replaced by a calm natural demure that I was more used to. I just stood there with everyone around looking at me. I began to feel a sense of peace and even began enjoying myself in a wierd sought of way. I realized whether or not I was actually naked, that those here could see me naked if they wanted to anyway. I stood there for what seemed an age, with no facades between God and myself. I thought that this is how it was in the beginning in the Garden of Eden. There was nothing I could hide from those watching.
God then spoke "Yes this is the way it was and the way it was supposed to be. The simple things in life are always the best and when you come to me in this open, honest and naked you will realise this is the way you should behave with me. To me it doesn't matter that I can see your ugliness, because quite simply I can see it anyway. What matters is that you show it me so that I can actually do something in you. My heart is for my church to come to me
like you are before me now, naked. I'm sick of my church coming to me in a pious attitude, hiding their filthy garments so that they can't be seen. This is what you saw in the battle."
I then began to ponder exactly what this meant and exactly what I did see in the battle to answer my many unanswered questions.
Then Jesus stepped from his throne, and then I saw what was to become the most amazing experience of my life. Jesus was then, what seemed to be, transfigured, all the glory, power, authority and holiness of God that was in Him was shown to us. He lit up the room into a spectacular firework display, the light that shone from him grew and grew, as it did so my vision became less and less clear until the light was so bright I could not see anything but a pure white shining from Him.
I woke to again find myself in bed. Again an angel came and beckoned me to follow him. I followed him and he led me to the throne room. I stood in the centre before God seated on his throne, Jesus was at his right hand and angels surrounded me. A group of angels came forward to meet me. They looked paused and looked up at God. He nodded to them. In response to this they undressed me. I was only wearing my simple over cloak so as they lifted it over my head. I was standing stark naked before God.
I was hugely embarrassed and the shame of my situation clung to me and I couldn‘t escape from it. I looked around there was this instant sense of shock from all the angels around me which was almost as instantly replaced by a calm natural demure that I was more used to. I just stood there with everyone around looking at me. I began to feel a sense of peace and even began enjoying myself in a wierd sought of way. I realized whether or not I was actually naked, that those here could see me naked if they wanted to anyway. I stood there for what seemed an age, with no facades between God and myself. I thought that this is how it was in the beginning in the Garden of Eden. There was nothing I could hide from those watching.
God then spoke "Yes this is the way it was and the way it was supposed to be. The simple things in life are always the best and when you come to me in this open, honest and naked you will realise this is the way you should behave with me. To me it doesn't matter that I can see your ugliness, because quite simply I can see it anyway. What matters is that you show it me so that I can actually do something in you. My heart is for my church to come to me
like you are before me now, naked. I'm sick of my church coming to me in a pious attitude, hiding their filthy garments so that they can't be seen. This is what you saw in the battle."
I then began to ponder exactly what this meant and exactly what I did see in the battle to answer my many unanswered questions.
