Archive for September, 2016

In a Cold Dark Cell

 This morning, around 5:30 while still    half asleep, but awake enough to still hear my kitty , Bonnie, crying downstairs (she does that a lot in the early mornings because she hates being the only one awake in the house…lol)        Well when she meowed, I faintly heard her and the first thing that came to mind was how she sounded like a little boy all alone in a prison cell – cold, alone and weeping.


THEN,  I began thinking of Jesus all alone in His holding cell prison cell they pushed Him in after His arrest to await His mock trial some hours later.     I realized our Lord , as the Son of Man, truly did feel alone, abandoned, hurt, afflicted..   and He felt vulnerable like  a young boy shoved in a stone cell — separated from all who loved Him and exposed to those who hated Him.. many who were infested with demons .

The Father was with Jesus (Yeshua) and yet, He also experienced that “dark night of the soul” as many of the saints later experienced, where while His spirit knew by faith that His Father was there with Him,  His mind and His soul were kept from enjoying the consolation and sense of His Father’s presence .    It was as though He was in spiritual darkness while in the physical darkness and He had to rely totally on blind faith.

I felt so sad for Him.. realizing He felt like a hurting young boy..And Mary, His mother..   after  she was informed her Son was arrested,   dropped everything to be where He was… even if she had to stand outside of the gates and see Him from afar.   She didn’t want to be separated from Him and couldn’t get there fast enough .. one or more of the disciples possibly  had made sure to inform her of what had transpired hours earlier before the other villagers were awake.   Mary Magelene also would not remain behind..  but ran with her.     (It reminds me of Naomi and Ruth..   Ruth insisted on leaving her country to travel with the older Naomi back to Isreal, even at cost to herself)

I could see how it brought back memories of decades past when she and Joseph had thought they had lost Him … and for three days searched for Him until they found Him in the Temple in Jerusalem- about His Father’s business.   That familiar despair she experienced returned once again, but this time she knew where He was, and she knew that this was the end.     She would find Him but He would not be coming back to her in the way He had decades earlier.

While thinking of all these things and how cold and alone our Lord Jesus felt,   I wanted to hold Him and make Him feel comforted.  I wanted to hug Him and put a warm blanket on Him.   And when I thought this, I felt all His love well up within me,… It almost paralyzed me !   I had never experienced such a rush of love like that to be quite honest with you.   He infused in me a greater love for Him.. my icy heart somehow melted while contemplating His suffering.   I  heard Him deep within me say , Oh, what I would not do for you!”   and I understood that when He said that, He was referring to ALL mankind..  even the most obnoxious of us…   The Holy Spirit made me feel that “you” was not only referring to me, but to all  from every age to the end of time.

This experience affected me the entire day at my job..    I am compelled to share it here online.       What He suffered for us..  What He would not give to purchase us!..  His words will not leave my consciousness now..  they are branded in my heart along with the memory of His overwhelming rush of love I felt upon me as I thought about Him alone in that cell, like a vulnerable son .. a lamb amongst  wolves.


A Root Out Of Dry Ground



Isaiah 53:2

For He grew up before Him as a tender plant, and as a root out of a dry ground: He hath no form nor comeliness; and when we see Him, there is no beauty that we should desire Him.

The Lord seemed to reveal to me how there is a definite correlation with Jesus being that “Root that grew out of a dry ground”, and also the Tree of Life in the Garden of Eden.    Also, He showed me a tie-in with His cross, that was erected in a dry and rocky soil at Golgotha.   Golgotha was a very dry rocky unfertile area, and it was also termed “the place of the Skull because it’s hillside seemed to resemble a human skull.    This is not by coincidence, since skulls represent “Death”.,    and the only thing truly Good that ever was erected on that soil was Jesus , Himself, on that cross of wood where He hung between two thieves ..erected in such an unhospitable soil.

Jesus, truly IS our Tree of Life..   and it is also not a coincidence that the very cross He hung on was made of wood..   that came from a tree–He ,our Tree of Life Whom like a grain of wheat that falls to the ground, allowed Himself to die so that we could find true life- Eternal Life.

Also, it is not a coincidence that Jesus was a carpenter before He began His 3 year ministry before the Father.     For 30 years He served His Father by serving His earthly Father in the most despised town in Isreal.. Nazareth.     “Can anything good come out of Nazareth?!”,  Nathaniel told Philip.   Again we see how Nazareth was also that “dry ground” Where Jesus, as that tender plant grew up.. in the most unlikely of places.

So, He, that Root that grew out of a dry desert land, also gave His life the same way He lived….  a beautiful Tree of Life in a barren land.   To eat of the fruit of That Tree (Himself) We will discover Living Waters of Life , in the most dry unlikely places.

Communion, A Time Of Intimacy 

I love how our Lord showed Tony about how when Jesus was on the cross., the vertical beam represents Him, through His death, reuiniting us back with our Father in Heaven (one part of the beam is in the earth and the other part extends up towards the Heavens) And how the horizontal part of the cross beam represents our relationship with each other restored through Christ.. It reminds me of Jesus’s high priestly prayer prior to His Passover and crucifixion where He asked the Father that we made be made One in Them as He is One with the Father..

Also, what a beautiful dream Tony had! Yes, our Lord wants an intimate spiritual connection with Him and us.. We will never find true fulfillment and happiness unless through Him, regardless of wether we go through tons of trials or not.

My Dreams and Visions

I had a dream just before waking the morning of 09/09/2016 . In the dream I was seated at a small square table and in front of me was a loaf of bread and a glass of wine. Sitting across from me was the Lord Jesus.

I am not going to get into a dispute as to whether the cup contained grape juice or wine as that had no bearing on the dream whatsoever.

The dream, I believe was the Lord’s heart’s desire for intimacy with me and not me alone but with each one of His children.

Communion was never supposed to be a separate event but part of a celebration meal known as the Lord’s supper as described by the Apostle Paul in 1 Corinthians chapter 11. It was a celebration of the finished work of the Lord on the cross.

Paul describes Communion as follows:

1Co 10:16…

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The following message is a message my friend, Krystal Bealle,  received from Jesus in prayer..   and I believe this is genuine.  in many situations, in prayer I also have felt a sense of being One with Jesus in whatever the prayer was about..even when it was something where I shared in His laughter and joy over something.   It’s a vicarious experience and it’s through the Holy Spirit:


“For those who do not know Jesus is God and man..and he has feelings and emotions and this is very hard on him..He gave a word he said I can share with his bride:

This whole message he was crying…

   My beloved Bride, how I long to hold you in my arms and comfort you as you do me…As a man I am heartbroken and devastated at what I must do…The destruction to befall the earth is catastrophic…I am in deep agony with pain so intense in my soul..The pain actually shakes me..I who knew no sin became sin so you can be My righteousness..I took all sin myself in my soul…I bore it…It was my great gift of love for man..(He cries really hard here)…I can feel it inside me…Man doesn’t know because I did not reveal to them how much it truly cost me..Not only my life but consuming the sin of the world and suffering my Father’s wrath on the cross did traumatize me…My soul actually suffered severe trauma on the  cross..Though I was aware of what was happening at all times I was overcome by severe agony…As a man I sought comfort from my mother and though I could hardly see..I scanned for her and desired she would be close to me while I suffered and died.

Her and Magdalene comforted me so much..The guards did allow them to come to my feet…My mother collapsed from witnessing my death in this way…John had to hold her up..She refused to leave and I did not want her to..Magdalene comforted me in my fear…As a man I was scared to die as any man.   She would reassure me I was alright and that she was there and my Father was waiting for me to come home..She told me she loved me and would miss me everyday of her life until she sees me again…She said its’s OK…She promised to never forget me and my love….I am God’s gift she said.

I still bear my cross today and my wounds are deeper and more intense …I have been rejected by this generation..I have come..I did come .I am coming..They did not even recognize me when I came…I have once again been cast out from man..I comfort you my bride and I love you..  The truth is my loves I am in deep pain and your love soothes me..I can be comforted as you would any man (person) I need that in fact.  My heart is weighed down with grief in this hour…I am desperate to come get you..I need you..I want you..I love you…You want to hold me..but I want to hold you …My arms ache for you…I AM alive and I AM here.  I will reveal myself to the world..I give this message to my Bride.

As a husband in battle, I am weary and I have tears streaming down my face..I am working desperately with the Lost at this hour and though I love them they crucify me over and over…I go back and back desperate to save them out of my great love and mercy…The blood I spilled was for them especially..the lost and sick..My bride is covered and sheltered in me…I go in battle relentlessly to help them..I am not accepted well..and this hurts me so much..pray..pray..But alas the time has come for I will not strive with a man forever…Great deception is being released and those who reject me Satan will ensnare and whisk away..I watch in agony as my child is taken from me forever for refusing me and loving darkness and rejecting my light…(Here he was in such pain he bent over..He was sitting next to me and bent over his head to his knees…)…I am merciful but the time of my mercy is undone…For some Calvary was in vain he said…(He turned and looked at me …His eyes blood shot..)  I am coming my bride…you are weary…I know..and you are weary of waiting…Me too…My loves look up.

I am doing a new thing …I am hurt beyond words that my cross was in vain for some..I am tired of being mocked..I don’t want to be laughed at any more…I will not be mocked…Repent..Warn..but it’s closing…My Father is enraged with man..(not you my bride {he smiles weakly}..but at the disobedience of the wicked and unrepentant)…The earth will shake violently and be uprooted.. Father said he will uproot her from her core and burn her..

I love you my bride..ask me anything..I like when you talk to me..I will tell you..I talk about my cross because it was and death..I reveal hidden things to my bride especially in the end…It helps me to talk of my cross with my beloveds because it was a traumatic experience for me…though I obtained the victory it came at a astronomical price and it pains me when a soul refuses it…I love you my bride..I am in love with you..I want you and I need you..I am desperate for you..I want and need to kiss you ..

Your tears and mine..Jesus

Shared by Krystal Bealle

What Of The Cross?

Amen to this.. Very sobering yet very TRUE!

My Dreams and Visions

​Isaiah 42:8
I am the Lord, that is My name;

And My glory I will not give to another,

Nor My praise to carved images.
In my prayer time this morning the above verse was dropped into my heart. As I continued to pray in tongues I saw the following vision.

In the vision I could see a church service going on. I saw the platform that a preacher and worship team would stand on as well as the congregation.  What I saw next was a cross and the people on the stage strategically placing themselves in front of the cross so that those in the congregation would not see the cross, only them.

Next I saw those same people begin to adorn the cross with colorful scarfs and such to make it less offensive, i.e. tone down its true meaning. Then I saw them begin to dance around the…

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