Archives for June 2018

Diamonds for the King

It gives me such incredible joy and laughter to share my personal encounters with the Lord Jesus Christ with you! Thank you for partaking in the Holy Ghost with me. I decree a release of the manifest presence of the Lord Jesus Christ into you, that His love for you envelopes your heart as you read each word, that you would literally come to the reality of the Kingdom’s truth as to how very much He loves you and that you truly are His priceless treasure in Jesus’ precious name.

Diamonds for the King

One day, I was in worship spending time with Jesus.  We were  enjoying each other’s company outside, just walking along and then, as we stood by a field of wheat, we stopped to face each other.

There are many fields in heaven, it is amazing how many there are, too numerous to count!  The fields are filled with wheat in different stages of growth, some are heavy and ready for harvesting, other fields are growing and others are filled with baby wheat, some fields are being cultivated for planting, others are filled with seed.  I knew inside it is consistently seed time and harvest there, it is beautiful!! Jesus enjoys walking in His fields, He watches over them and oversees their handling carefully. Each time I’ve been there with Him, the sky is vibrant blue with no clouds, it is sunny, but I have not seen the sun, it’s clear and oh so very pleasant. I love being there with Him. I so need Him! I need you Lord!! My heart skips happily at the thought of being with Him! I so love you my Jesus!

This day we were together, He was wearing what I call His Jesus of Nazareth garb.  After all, He is quite fashionable, He is God. He has other attire for other occasions but this particular day, with me, He looked like Jesus of Nazareth, similar to how He has been portrayed here on earth but then not really, because He is absolutely perfectly perfect to look at it, so much better than we here interpret Him looking. Jesus you are so beautiful!!  You are!!

He was wearing a rope belt, and the upper part of His robe was hanging somewhat loosely over the belt, around His waist. He lifted up the material and revealed a hook also made of rope attached to His belt.  Hanging from the rope hook was a deep royal blue, almost navy blue, velvet sack with something in it.  He said nothing and I watched Him intently, nothing else existed around us at that moment.  With one hand and with great ease (everything He does is with great ease),  He unhooked the sack and opened it up very, very carefully, with great, great care given to the sack and, my goodness, how He ever so gently opened the black golden (yes black golden) three-fold cord that tied the top of the sack together, protecting its contents from spilling out onto the ground and being lost or trampled upon.

No words were exchanged between us, I just quietly watched the Lord ever so carefully begin to spill out the contents of the deep royal blue, almost navy blue, velvet sack into His right hand.  Out tumbled several of the most exquisite, sparkling, perfectly cut and chiseled diamonds in varying sizes.  I knew in my heart these diamonds were the most expensive diamonds one could purchase, if one could even have enough money to buy even one!  Jesus held open His hand, turning it side to side gently, admiring the glistening of each gem in His open palm. He counted each one, He knew exactly how many He held in the sack. He extended His open hand towards me so that I could get a closer look.

The diamonds were breathtaking and alive in His hand, living diamonds!  Everything in heaven is alive!  Many were different colors too, some blue, pink, yellow, others were white and also amber in color.  I did not even know amber colored diamonds existed until that moment, they do there! Colors are even alive in heaven, everything is living and true in heaven! Everything reflects the very nature of the Living One.

I was overjoyed at the beauty of these diamonds.  I don’t know how He does it, He knows what I’m thinking without my saying a word.  I did not have to ask Him, He simply answered me with the most tender sincere tones and said, “Each individual diamond represents each individual soul you have brought into the Kingdom, each soul that has come to know me through you.  I save each one, and I keep them close to me at all times, I count them often and I admire their beauty, they are my priceless treasures.”  With that, He tenderly slid each diamond back into the deep royal blue, almost navy blue, velvet sack, He took His time, it was if He did not want to put them back, He wanted to keep them in His hand.  He was so intentionally careful! He gently tied the black golden three-fold cord securely, smiled at me, and rehooked the sack close to Himself, on His belt, and pulled down His loosely fitted garment to cover the sack so no one could see it.  The living diamonds were hidden in Him.  I could no longer see the sack!

When He told me these represent the souls I led to Jesus Christ, I was absolutely floored.  See, I always want to give Him something.  He has done so much for me and I am so deeply in love with Him.  What could I possibly give to Him?  I have nothing to give Him that He does not already own, the earth is the Lord’s and the fullness thereof.  But what I can give to the one I love is souls, as many as possible!! I can lead as many people from every tribe, tongue and nation as I can to accept Jesus Christ as their Savior in the earth, I can gift Him Diamonds for the King!!! Ooooo how I long to gift Him truckloads and truckloads of Diamonds for the King! Since that moment, as I have led people to Christ, I often look to Him beaming with joy and said within my being “Jesus look! Here’s another Diamond for the King!”  Do you know that He catches every single diamond I have ever tossed to Him from here to there, every single one! He never misses one diamond, no matter how off my throw could possibly be! He lovingly and tenderly places each diamond into his deep royal blue, almost navy blue, velvet sack and holds it close to Himself, losing not one, not one!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Secret Place

It is with heartfelt joy I come to you here to share with you intimate moments and face-to-face encounters I have had with the Lord Jesus Christ, with the Father and the precious Holy Spirit. These experiences will be shared as the Holy Spirit leads, some may be longer or shorter in length than others, it is as He wills. These are my personal encounters and as I begin sharing these moments with you, I speak a release of the glory presence of the Living God into you. Holy Spirit bring the release you desire into each reader in Jesus’ name. I pray you are blessed and decree that you are forever changed by His manifest presence and come to know just what is the depth, the width, the height of His love for you. He longs to spend time with you more than you can imagine, it is all He has ever wanted, just to be with you even for a moment.

The Secret Place

I was soaking in the presence of the Lord in worship and I suddenly entered into a very unique and beautiful room, larger than a room like one would think in size but yet a private place. As I stood in the entrance and looked in, I saw a long banqueting table to the left extending from where I was standing to the far end of the room. It was covered with a white table cloth and nothing else. There were only three chairs at the far end of the table, one on the left, one on the right, and one on the end, in the middle. I can see it now. Along the far wall, the wall appeared to be open to the area below outside of the room. I was on a second floor. The wall was made only of several archways. The archways were covered in fine white veils everywhere so no one could see in and no one could hear you, yet you could see out into the below area and could hear laughter coming from below.  It was a hidden place, a secret place.

As I looked to the right of the room, I saw a lit fireplace with a roaring fire burning surrounded with a lovely seating area.

I was alone.

I felt compelled to sit in the left chair alone at the end of the table. As I sat down, I looked out through the veils down to the courtyard below. There were rows and rows of banqueting tables with fine white linens and beautiful china and an abundance of an incredible feast, it was a wedding reception. I knew that inside of my being. People were drunk in the glory and rejoicing in joy and pure happiness. Music was playing, it was amazing to see. That sound is one of my most favorite sounds, the sounds of heaven. I hear it often when people in service are drunk in God’s glory and filled with laughter, oh how my heart sings!

I turned my attention to the table before me. He was sitting across from me. Jesus Christ, the beautiful one, was sitting across from me. I could not look at Him, I couldn’t. I could not look at Him.

He asked me in the most gentle of tones, one question, “Do you know who I am?” I could not look up because I felt shame, I felt fearful He would see what I have done. Without looking up, I asked Him, “Who are you?”

He said three words, “I Am He.”

He asked me again, “Do you know who I am?” I asked Him again without looking up, “Who are you?”

He said three words, “I Am He.”

Without thinking, I moved to the chair at the  end of the table between us and I could not help myself, I could not resist, I had to be closer to Him. I did not feel as ashamed as I did before. I wanted to be closer to Him.

Again, He asked,  “Do you know who I am?” I replied, “Who are you?”

He said three words, “I Am He.”

That was it, I was undone, my shame was gone and I was in His arms happily being loved by Him and loving Him back, defenseless.   Perfect love, casts out fear.

“I Am He.” Powerful.  He spoke and I melted.

We moved to the seating area. The fire was still burning. It was so pretty.  As I was with Jesus, the Father came into the room. I am telling you the Father came in. He is so kind! He is so very kind, He is so much more than kind, He is love, He is gentle yet so powerful. He is Father. Suddenly, I saw myself as a little girl in pink footy pajamas, so young I had a pacifier in my mouth. The Father picked me up as a little girl and held me against His chest. I rested my head on His shoulder and I cried as I am doing now remembering this moment. I was telling Him things, I was turning my head side to side on His shoulder repeatedly, restless, almost frantic. I would sit up in His arms, and look at Him telling Him a lot of things as a little girl, opening and closing my hands often as explaining with tears pouring down my face and the pacifier still in my mouth, nose running, and then laying my head back on His shoulder all while he rocked me gently, holding me close, not letting go of me, He held me so close, He understood everything I told Him, all of it and He loved me.  He made it better.  He was wearing pajamas at that moment, navy blue with a pattern of all of the planets and stars on them drawn in white. He is comfort, my little body went limp, and He held me close and did not let go of me. Jesus was happy and relaxed on the sofa, smiling and watching us, I was watching us too.

Suddenly, I was standing by the fireplace, Jesus was still seated on the sofa, the Father was now sitting in an arm chair very relaxed and so very kind, He is so so so very kind.

Standing before me, I was overwhelmed as I met the person of the Holy Spirit. It is hard to type. The glory presence is so thick upon the keys.

The Holy Spirit is beautifully perfect.  He was standing with one arm resting on the fireplace mantle, one leg crossed over the other at the ankle. He was wearing what looked like a cowboy hat! I think of what He looked like at that moment often.

I looked in His eyes, He has the most amazing smile, He too is really relaxed.  He appeared like a hologram, a whirlwind of colors, three dimensional, glittery. All I could say to Him over and over was You’re Holy. I could not get too close at that moment because I felt Holy Holy fear, reverential fear of the Lord.  I experienced pure Holy fear of the Lord through every part of me as standing before the Holy Spirit of God. He is Holy and it is quite sobering in every aspect, He is Holy. He reminded me of like a cool mint commercial! Of all things to think of when standing before the Holy Spirit in person! A massive angel is standing over me as I am writing this. Wow! Whoa!

I spent a very long time with my God that evening. We discussed so much and laughed much.  I felt whole, strengthened, loved, complete.  Each time I’ve run back to this secret place, I Am He has been waiting for me. He told me He waits there often for me to come and spend time with Him, to be with Him.  Sometimes He will sit on the rug in front of the fireplace leaning His back against the sofa, and I will place my head on His lap, watching the fire burn, and we will be silent resting.  Other times, I will look up and watch His face, His expressions and listen as He tells me things, as He shares His heart, with me. I love you my Lord, my God!

One day, I was crying so hard, I was so hurt here, my feelings were crushed, that I ran into the secret place, and as I flung open the door suddenly, the triune God was in that room and when I burst through the door, they were there, the Father, the Son, the Holy Spirit. They instantly stood up concerned over me asking me, “What’s wrong?” I realized then they knew, He knew what was wrong and yet, His heart was to engage in relationship with me, even over my hurt. He wanted me to tell Him everything, to share me, with Him! I will always remember that very moment, of His standing up for me, His demonstrative concern for me in the midst of my hurt. He is such a wonderful God, so very wonderful. He is, love.