Vision: Multi-Colored Eagles And The Flag
And 2007 Visions Compilations
2nd April 2007
In 2006, months before the death of President Gerald Ford, I saw this vision.
I saw the American Flag. Out of it came forth an egg and within an instant it was hatched and out came a huge fully grown multi-colored eagle. Immediately thereafter, another egg emerged, it cracked open and out came yet another multi-colored eagle. In this way, I counted that there were five such multi-colored eagles that were hatched from eggs, in rapid succession, out of the flag.
As I was watching them fly off into the skies, I was puzzled to see a sixth multi-colored eagle emerge from the flag, but unlike the other five multi-colored eagles, I did not see it emerge from an egg, but rather it emerged from the centre, from the heart of the flag, full-grown. I was greatly puzzled and troubled by this. Why had the sixth eagle not been hatched from an egg like the other five that preceded it? I noticed that the sixth multi-colored eagle was also huge.
Then I saw that the sixth multi-colored eagle had joined the other five and all six were now spread-eagled on the map of the U.S.A., and in this way, every inch of the American map was covered under the wings of these six huge multi-colored eagles. These multi-colored eagles were each so huge that six of them could cover the entire map of America.
Following this, as these six huge multi-colored eagles now rose off the map of America, I saw the American flag, flying half mast in America.
Every American embassy and consulate around the world was now flying the American flag half-mast.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISIONS: COMPILATION 2007
VISION: THE GIANT HIDEOUS BIRD IN AMERICA
5TH APRIL 2007
Acts 17:21 NIV21(All the Athenians and the foreigners who lived there spent their time doing nothing but talking about and listening to the latest ideas.)
21(For all the Athenians and strangers which were there spent their time in nothing else, but either to tell, or to hear some new thing.)
KJVAMPLIFIED21For the Athenians, all of them, and the foreign residents and visitors among them spent all their leisure time in nothing except telling or hearing something newer than the last—
Last year around October 2006
I saw a vision in which I saw this ancient Square with columns and pillars, in Athens , Greece . People were out shopping for new ideas and having them packed up in paper bags. It was a busy and noisy market-place.The people were not satisfied with what they had, they needed more ideas and concepts, so they were stopping at every stall and picking up every idea in that market-place.
April 2007
For sometime now I have been seeing a peculiar looking giant eagle in America . At first just for a split second it looked like an eagle. It vaguely resembled the face of an eagle but as I watched a strange transformation of this American eagle was extremely rapidly underway.As I looked closely, it was really very hideous and ugly to look at.
The gene of every clean and unclean bird on earth, was merged into it’s body, and the bird had the multiple characteristics of all the birds that it held within. All the concepts and ideas that were in those paper-bags had now been poured into this hideous bird.
As this giant hideous bird for days has continuously flashed before my eyes, today as I waited on the Lord to understand what the giant ugly bird represents, this is what I believe the Lord is Saying about this hideous bird.
I was reminded that just as many have prophesied true and false revivals so there is a true and a ‘new’ false as regards the prophets that are emerging. There is a new breed that is the giant ugly hideous bird breed, which are surfacing, who by their prophecies /dreams / visions are sent to confuse the Body of Christ. They speak much about love, mercy and unity, much as the giant bird lives with every breed of bird within itself, including an eagle strain within, they constantly bring messages of ‘everyone learning to live happily ever after’, just as this giant hideous bird has done within it’s own body, with all the mixture of birds.These new improved prophets will actually talk similar to the true ones.
They too will say exactly the same as many in the church are by now saying about the false prophets. They too will speak against the merchandisers, the man made buildings. They will lay emphasis on ‘good deeds’. But this giant hideous bird breed speaks of a deadly unity.They are proud, arrogant and are being bred on American soil. They will sound ‘upbeat’, have a ‘missionary zeal’ to propagate their message, and have a lust for power and recognition. Their network is very earthly, and their gatherings are like mutual admiration clubs. They will falsely lament at the state of the church, and bring such amazing remedies, that any religion can follow their pattern, without turning to Jesus Christ.
They will propagate much works.They feed each other’s egos and if you watch closely will not come down hard on correcting biblical errors, even if the error is right under their noses. They will not talk of separation from the profane but will actually point out that their ‘unity’ with be powerful enough to drive away the profanity from their midst. Their concepts are vague, and their origin is hard to recognize. People who want ‘a quick work’ will be delighted with this talk of ‘peace, love and unity’, because it sounds ‘near-biblical’.
They will peddle remedies of love, mercy and grace, but their hearts are set on exalting themselves.Scripture references will be out of sync with the message that they bring. But the emotional and sensation loving Christians will flock to it. The new teachings will not stress on death to flesh, the Cross, but will lay great emphasis on ‘charity’. No corrections No talk of purity. No talk of separation from mixture, but rather the assembling of it. Just lots of ‘charity’. Very appealing. All concepts have been drawn from much discussions and logical ‘grecian’ conclusions.
America BEWARE!
All the false prophets of old and money-loving ministries exposed in the past will appear as a ‘tame’ deception compared to the deception that this giant hideous bird brings.Sadly many in America , actually believe that these concepts are for the reformation of the church. And will flock to it. They will actually admit that perhaps in the past they were wrong, but not THIS TIME. THIS TIME THEY’VE GOT IT RIGHT.
The minds of many will be greatly affected, for they will no more have the Mind of Christ. What is attractive about these teachings is their ‘reasonableness’. Even the non-believing world will like these ideas. ‘This is what we were waiting for’, many will say.
These teachings will grow at such a pace that many will think that the ‘favor of God’ is upon them.Now is the time in America , for many new ideas to be preached and not the Gospel.Watch out for insanity.Those who love the Lord will stay clear of this, but so powerfully attractive will be these ‘ideas’ that are floated by the giant hideous bird, that even the obedient, will for a split moment wonder, ‘Lord, did I miss something? How come I never saw it that way?'You who follow the Lord, adhere to His Word and follow Him.
They who follow the new ideas are those whom God has given over to their lusts, because they would yield not to His Discipline and Correction. 'Is'nt there an easier way?' these 'sensual ones' have asked this for so long, that now they are being 'given over' to that 'easier way'.
Nations Beware!The exports of these concepts are heading your way.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: THE WRINGING OF THE FLAG
29.3.07
Some time ago, I saw a brief vision of The Multi-Colored Eagles and the American flag. I have not felt led to share that yet.
This vision I share here disturbed me greatly. I request you to stop here and pray, before reading this.
THE VISION
I saw the American flag, flying high on a pole. The place where the flagpole stood was a wide open space, dry, arid and nothing much was growing there.
The sun was shining. It was day.
Then suddenly I saw the flag, twisted tight, and it was like a cloth, ready for wringing. Pointing ground-wards, I saw a flow of blood pouring to the ground, from the flag. (I saw no hand; neither human nor divine visibly wring it)
It began as a narrow steady drip of blood, but soon it was growing to a quick and rapid flow of blood, pouring to the ground, from the wringing of the flag.
I expected to be shown where the blood came from but instead, I was made to listen to the spine-chilling, cries emanating from the blood.
In no other vision have I heard blood speak.
But in this vision I heard the blood cry out.
As the blood flowed in torrents, I heard screams; I heard pain, I heard sorrow, I heard grief. I heard sounds of great unbearable torments. I heard what I was made to understand were screams that emanate when arms/legs are amputated. I was not allowed to hear the blasphemies but was made to understand that the varied sounds I was hearing were interspersed with
occasional sounds of some people blaspheming.
Within the blood, as it was wrung out of the flag, I heard voices crying, pleading, asking frantically, ” Where is my sister? Where is my brother?” I heard sounds, hoarse and exhausted from crying, screeches of failing strength, as are heard from torture chambers.
I heard agonizing sounds.
Within the vision, I was reminded of the parable Jesus told of the rich man and Lazarus.
The blood held within it the screams for help. The blood was crying, the blood was pleading, the blood was screaming, the blood was shrieking. It was a sound of weeping and wailing. People were mourning aloud. I heard men clutching their hearts, and people beating their chests.
The blood was crying out.
It was at this point within the vision, I thought perhaps, these people, though I saw them not, I only heard the cries of the blood, must surely be Iraqi / Afghani / some other nation that were lamenting at the bloodshed at the hands of the Americans.
I was then directed to look at the ground on which the blood was falling. I was shocked to see that it was American ground, and the sounds were that of the American people. Not a foreign land or foreign people.
After a while the blood stopped flowing, the flag unfurled and now it looked as discolored as a menstrual cloth.
The stench within the vision was so strong, from the flag cloth, I was nauseous. I even turned within the vision, towards a wall, as if I would throw up, the stench was so strong that even physically a minute longer and I would have left the vision to rush to vomit. But immediately, though the foul smell continued, I was not allowed to linger long to smell the stench.
From hearing the crying of the blood, now I was allowed to see what else was transpiring, around that time.
Now the scene changed.
The flagpole stood tall, and the American flag could be seen from the four corners of the earth.
I saw watchmen from the four corners of the world watching. One or two, took binoculars to see, but they were told not to see through the binoculars but with their eyes. The flag was looking it’s normal self now.
I saw a large American naval ship. It was somewhere out at sea. The runway was clear; there were no aircraft upon it. There was an officer standing there, in uniform. He looked up and saw some American flags falling from above, onto the ship. ‘Are they for hoisting?” he asked, looking up. He was told they were not for hoisting but for covering coffins.
In the middle of all this I was shown a woman, who resided in America.
I saw that it was still day. There was a lady in her bedroom, she looked married but was living on her own. She was sleeping on a day that was a working day, at an hour that was a working hour. It was a small sized bedroom with an average size window; light-weight sheer white net curtains covered the windows. They looked grey reflecting the grey lined curtains that hung on the sides, and the largely grey décor within the room. The curtains could not keep the daylight out of her bedroom. It seemed a room that was simply furnished with the basics. It was neat and tidy, but did not look lived-in. It looked like any hotel/motel room, but I could see that it was her home. The room had a grey carpet. It overlooked the road.
She was pondering on her dreams which were as nightmares, to her. She was in dread and torment from all that she was dreaming. Her fears were hindering her from grasping the warnings that were so obvious in her dreams. She woke up in fear and dread; She seemed to be suffering from mental fatigue. She would go to the window, to look out, but never really focused to look long enough to see what was going on in the world around her. All she saw recurrently were the contents of her nightmares, looming ever before her eyes. This distracted her from seeing what was going on outside her window.
I saw that her gripping fear within, was barring her from understanding the contents of her dreams. It appeared that within her own dreams, given to her, was a description of her present state, her problems and what she must do to overcome them. But she was not able to sit in peace or quietness of her spirit, long enough to hear those instructions, ever present in her dreams. All she seemed concerned about was how to make the ‘nightmares’ go away. Though she was perplexed, fatigued, fearful, she had not come to the end of herself. She was yet trying to ‘figure things out.’
Another strange thing was that she was not sleeping in her nightgown but rather wore a white business-like blouse made of some synthetic fabric and a grey closely fitting pencil-line fine woolen skirt in bed. She was slim (the kind of figure that comes from dieting) and tall. She appeared as if she was full of fears and doubts, as she stood looking out of the window. Earlier as I saw her laid down, I noticed that she did not cover herself with a sheet or covers. It was cool but not a cold day. Because of her nightmares, it appeared that her sleep had not been restful. She did not venture to go out of her room, though she was dressed. She looked obsessive and oblivious of all that was around her. She appeared self-consumed. She looked dressed to go out, but she went nowhere. She seemed as a woman by herself, to herself, for herself.
Next, I saw that:
In the entire earth atmosphere, there was no visible sign of wind. Suddenly a whisper, a slight touch of the Wind sent the American flag fluttering vigorously and wildly. All the ground of the nation shook at just a slight touch of this Wind, and the flag was blown off, by the power of this slight Wind.
The watchmen watching from the four corners of the world were amazed. They looked around them, for the slight touch of the Wind that shook the flag, and caused it to disconnect and fly off into the skies, away from it’s flagpole, that same slight Wind, wreaked no havoc elsewhere; in fact, all looked calm and normal everywhere else.
(In the natural world, if a wind blew so slightly, it could not have even turned a leaf.)
But here in this vision, this Wind had sent the nation into turmoil.
The flagpole that was deeply imbedded in the ground, it seemed had, with it’s lower part/it’s foot which was hidden under the ground, controlled and restrained the underground network beneath, which were full of blood. Underneath the ground, the foot of the pole had for ages controlled everything, around it. Many times it had silenced and pushed back the flow of this blood, causing it to be hidden. The flag pole had never allowed the blood that was forcibly banked beneath to come up near the pole.
Through many mud/earth embankments down below, the flagpole had held captive the blood of the land, never allowing it to become visible.
But now this blood crying weeping wailing was as a flood, it could not be hidden, or silenced.
The blood’s constant crying weeping wailing had seeped and soaked all that was beneath, and now flooding the underground, broke the embankment, and freed itself from the firm hold of the flagpole roots that had long suppressed it. The blood now suddenly gushed up with such great force that I saw it explode out through the top of the pole, reaching sky high, and now no more could it be hidden or restrained. A thick torrent of blood flowed forcefully and continuously out of the mouth of the flagless flagpole.
I asked the Lord, “whose blood is this, Lord?”
I was told, “It is the blood of the innocent”.
I sat stunned and numb, for quite a while.
Later I asked the Lord what about those there, who serve Him day and night?
I was reminded of parts of the dialogue between the king and Daniel.
Daniel 6:20b
Daniel, O Daniel, servant of the living God, is thy God, whom thou servest continually, able to deliver thee from the lions?
Vs22a My God hath sent his angel, and hath shut the lions’ mouths, that they have not hurt me: forasmuch as before him innocency was found in me;
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: THE THREE CAVES
Sometime in mid-late March 2007, I saw a vision flash.
I saw a desolate place. It was twilight.
I saw that this vast open space held 3 caves.
Out of the first cave emanated thick black smoke. This smoke was slowly but surely making it’s way to people, though I did not see the people, but I was made to understand that this black smoke was in search of people.
This cave was sending out thick black smoke, carrying ‘INSANITY’.
Out of the second cave, too was emanating smoke, this was black, but not as thick as the one that came out of the first cave.
This cave was a slight distance behind the first. The black smoke that emanated was to lure people to itself.
This smoke carried ‘SEDUCTION’.
So this smoke did not travel to others, but I understood within the vision, that this smoke was to lure others to itself.
Behind, emerged a third cave which was slanted on the right of the first two caves, out of this cave was emanating a rippling fine silky smooth black smoke.
This smoke was going out to lure many to it.
This smoke carried TEMPTATION.
As I have waited before the Lord, meditating on what this means, this is what I believe the Lord is Saying:
Cave 1: Insanity: Mixture, fear, confusion, pride, stealing God’s Glory, promoting / initiating false prophecies, just to keep men engaged, ( will effect the speaker and the listener) is going to effect the minds of men. Those who have constantly said, “ Thus Says the Lord", and not only believed the message which was not from the Lord, but further promoted it to others, such need to repent or watch out, for the smoke of ‘insanity’ is heading your way! There are those who have willfully chosen to put away the true and opted for the ticklish and sensational.
The true Word of God is food. But those who continue to indulge in the false, after all the warnings that the Lord has Sent, will find themselves, hungry, thirsty, naked, and have their minds in torment.
For, their stiff-neckedness, rebellion, blindness and deafness is going lead them into depressions, disillusionments, a sense of futility, such as ‘what’s-it-all-about?’ Such people may already be secretly nursing addictions, these will be unable to ‘reconcile’ the double lives that they are leading. But they will never truthfully confess their weaknesses, so will be their own worst enemies and block out their healing.
They will constantly seek the counseling / affirmation of men to ‘restore mental balance’. Sleeping pills, drugs, pornography, addictions, 'secret behaviours', psychosomatic illnesses will drive them in reverse gear, back to ‘a place’ seeming to be the same as where they were before they knew the Lord. Such will be constantly considering that their group is right, and all else are wrong, refusing discipline and correction, understanding not what the Word of God means by ‘submission’, all such disobedience and rebellion is paving the way for’ insanity’ to enter into the minds of Christians.
This smoke of insanity will enter their minds and will put them in chains, and they will hurt themselves and others.
Right-minded Christians will put such away from themselves.
CAVE 2: SEDUCTION: This black smoke was luring people to it. ‘New’ and ‘Improved’ versions and ' sensational revelations' and 'goose-bumps- giving supernatural encounters' are going to seduce people further into darkness.
CAVE 3: TEMPTATION: These temptations were so very subtle. It will be hard for people to discern that they are being lured into temptation. The smoke was silky smooth. It was rippling………as a gentle wave. Those targeted by this particular smoke are the revivalists of today, who are full of zeal for the Lord. Those who remain focussed on the Lord will discern, but those who get distracted will be lured.
Discern. Discern. Discern.
Repent, and abide in the Word.
Jeremiah 7:23-24 (King James Version)
23But this thing commanded I them, saying, Obey my voice, and I will be your God, and ye shall be my people: and walk ye in all the ways that I have commanded you, that it may be well unto you.
24But they hearkened not, nor inclined their ear, but walked in the counsels and in the imagination of their evil heart, and went backward, and not forward.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
Vision: The White Eagle And The Five Women
3rd April 2007
I saw five women, coming out of what looked like humble abodes.
This was in answer to a message they had received from five large eagles who flew high above. They had flown just low enough so that the women could hear the message.The message was , ‘Go to the Mountain’.
The five women, wore climbing clothes, and were barely on their way when they met a big fat sheep. It was tall and very fat.The sheep walking alongside them asked, “Where are you going?”“To the Mountain,” they replied.
The big fat sheep walked with them towards the Mountain, but well before they could arrive at the foot of that Mountain, the sheep, turned to the five women and told them,” I have been up that Mountain, you know!”“We must now go and climb that Mountain,” said one of the women looking up at the Mountain.“Who told you to go up the Mountain?” asked the sheep.“Well the five eagles gave us the message, and off they went. The eagles have no permission from their Master to loiter after the message is delivered”, replied another one of the five women.The sheep scoffed at that, “They have no time to spend with you, huh?”
The sheep coaxed the five women to sit with it and forget about climbing the Mountain. The sheep could describe all that was up there, so the five women need not take all that trouble to climb the Mountain.The women sat in a semi-circle and the sheep sat across them, like a teacher, looking ‘wise and knowledgeable’.The sheep gave the women the value and worth, they were seeking.
But now the women were angry with the five eagles, which just came down long enough to deliver the message to them from their Master, but when they had tried to engage the eagles in conversation, the eagles had replied, “We have no permission to loiter, after the message is delivered”.“Huh! No time to loiter indeed”, fumed one of the women.The five women cooked and cleaned, got the bonfire going. They did all the work, the sheep did none.
They baked for the sheep, displayed their talents to it, and were before they knew it, in total submission to the sheep.The five eagles flying high were watching all this, and were about to descend, when a White Eagle waving a Wing sent them off to do the work they had been en route to doing, before they saw the scene down below unfolding.The Five women had spent the night out there, away from the foot of the Mountain, with this sheep.The White Eagle appeared in the sky, and for a moment appeared covered in a white cloud. The White Eagle swooped down on the sheep below and pulled off it’s hide.The five women, were looking up to the sky, but a bright light was blinding them.
They were covering their eyes, as the light was brilliant.As their eyes adjusted to the light, they saw that the sheep they had spent the night with was really a wolf, in sheep’s clothing.They were horrified. They could not believe that they had wasted their entire night, lying there through the night, so near the wolf.The White Eagle asked them, “What was the message you received?”‘To go up to the Mountain”, they all replied.“So go!” replied the White Eagle.The five women went to the west side of the Mountain, but the surface looked so sheer, but now they had made up their minds that they would climb the Mountain.
Suddenly, barely had they placed one foot on the Mountain, to begin their climb that they were all taken up divinely to the very top of the Mountain.They knew that once they were up there, they would be told what work they were to do.At the centre, was a huge Plan, bearing Measurements.One of the women said, “This is high-brow stuff, looks way beyond me, I’m not that educated”. They then turned to look around the Mountain, to find what other work was there awaiting them, that suited their ‘low calibre’.
Suddenly as they all turned to look again at the measurements depicted on the Plan laid out on the top of the Mountain, to their utter amazement they found that within an instant, they understood. Now they could read it, understand it, and remember it with a divine ease.The measurements had so many numbers, but no matter how large the figures, they were able to remember them with ease.The five women then went off to deliver the measurements to those who were awaiting them down below. All five now went in different directions, to deliver the measurements.
Jeremiah 29: 11-14aFor I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.Then shall ye call upon me, and ye shall go and pray unto me, and I will hearken unto you.And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye search for me with all your heart.And I will be found of you, saith the Lord:
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: EAGLES VERSUS CROWS! A STANDOFF!
28.3.07
A few days ago, I saw what looked like a chemical plant. All around it was barbed wire. There was a sickly smell in the vicinity.
Crows, in large numbers, were perched on the barbed wire. I saw, a large number of huge eagles arrive and perch themselves alongside the crows.
As I saw these eagles perched alongside the crows,though it appeared odd, I knew by just looking at these eagles, that they were wise and something was about to unfold here.
The wire on the fence, it appeared was poison tipped. It was poison to eagles who when they sat on it would the moment their feet touched the poisoned points of the wire, all their strength to fly off would be drained off and their bodies would become numb. Conversely, the poison gave the crows a new high.
These wise eagles I saw did not place their feet on the barbed wire, nor did they talk to the crows, though they were at this moment perched alongside them. To my amazement I saw that each eagle was carrying a gold handbag, slung over a wing! The crows could not see the gold handbags.
The crows it appeared had been generally inviting eagles throughout, to come and perch with them on the barbed wire, saying, “The view here is better than what you have in the sky’. The wise eagles with gold handbags came to the chemical plant. They, unknown to the crows, all placed their gold handbags on the barbed wire and perched atop the bags. The crows were unaware of this.
The crows said to the wise eagles, exactly what they’d said to all eagles that’d gone before them, 'look hard at the depth below'. Below, all around were what looked like trenches, through which flowed the chemical waste, and there was much old, used, thick black oil flowing in these trenches. Other eagles, instigated by the crows, had always leaned forward to look hard at the depth of this black oil in trenches, it was in their curiosity, that they’d lean so dangerously, that the poison would enter their feet, they’d go numb, and the crows would nonchalantly at this point just push them off the fence, with their wing. The crows were expecting to do the same with these wise eagles.
They were not expecting this day to be any different from the others.
As the crows leaned forward, to demonstrate how to look down hard at the depth, the wise eagles now immediately understood, where the other lost eagles had gone. It appeared that the wise eagles had been sent to look for lost eagles. They did not know where many of their eagles had disappeared to, without a trace. The moment the crows leaned forward to point towards the ‘depth of the black oil’, the wise eagles immediately knew where to look for their lost ones. They took the gold handbags they were perched on, and hit the crows hard on their heads. The gold handbags as I was allowed to see, when they opened up, were not ordinary handbags, each held only a bible within, nothing else.
There was a spectacular fight, and the wise eagles, as they held out their handbags, I saw that the gold bags grew to an amazing size, and could kill a multitude of crows at a time. Many crows had now arrived in the skies, to help their own. The wise eagles, were outnumbered. But the handbags were so huge now, they knocked the crows down hard, hitting them on their heads. The crows fell to the ground, in the places, where they had sent the lost eagles.
Some eagles, went directly for the jugular, and killed the crows with their beaks. Within the vision I wondered if whilst most wise eagles killed the crows with their gold handbags, why these few others had gone for the jugular.Having killed/injured the crows, the wise eagles flew around the chemical plant in search of the lost eagles. They found the lost ones, buried in mud and black oil, as they brought them out of these places, to their amazement they realized that buried even way further deep in the oily mud, were more lost eagles, who had disappeared ages ago, even before the time these wise ones became wise and eagles. They had not known about them. They had come looking only for lost eagles, they knew about.
This discovery was a great surprise to them.
The eagles carried these multitudes of lost eagles that looked dirty, dead and lifeless, to the Lord. These lost ones were placed under the waterfall and white eagles gently watched over them.
The lost eagles were a pathetic sight. The black oil and mud had rendered them powerless, and they really looked and seemed dead. The waterfall washed away their filth. The lost/dead eagles were neither lost nor dead anymore. They were ALIVE, THEY WERE BREATHING, AND THEY LOOKED SO CLEAN! The wise eagles too washed under the waterfall and those who’d gone for the jugular, had also their mouths washed in the waterfall. The wise eagles who had fought with handbags, did not have their mouths washed, only their bodies.
Oh! The joyful sounds of rejoicing were heard. Such great extent of rejoicing as I have never seen or heard before! The white eagles were rejoicing, celebrating. The now-alive eagles looked rather small in size. But I understood that they would be given work and that they would one day grow to the size of the wise eagles. The wise eagles were standing together, watching the joy, seemingly, for less than a fraction of a second, feeling almost ignored in all the celebration.
They heard this great sound of celebration, and then I saw them in two’s facing each other, looking at each other directly in the eye, and for less than that fraction of a split second they had been only watching silently, but now suddenly turning to each other, wings to wings they clapped, and nodding their heads to each other, they said rejoicing aloud, “We are not as the prodigal’s brother”. They rejoiced with a mighty rejoicing, and now fully partook in the joyous celebration.
Jeremiah 1:12: Then said the Lord unto me, Thou hast well seen: for I will hasten my word to perform it.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: OBEDIENT EAGLES FLY TO RICH GREEN PASTURES!
24th March 2007
I saw a ground, which though it never ever was luscious, but did at some stage in the past, have just enough to feed on, as long as one could discern what to eat. But now, the end of the season had come and the enemy spies, entered the ground and by night placed green synthetic carpet lawns. This was a ground where many eagles fed the young. The enemy spies took some tufts of real grass and planted it discreetly near the synthetic lawn carpets. Many unclean creatures were brought into the ground, so that those young ones the eagles fed, would not leave with the eagles, who would surely now go in search of a place of plenty.
The eagles had told the young ones that it would soon be time to migrate. Many of the young ones, knowing but not understanding anything of times and seasons, glanced at this barren ground now covered with a ‘life-like’ mixture, and rejoiced, clapped their hands and jumped for joy, on seeing the ‘implants’ of the enemy spies. They faintly saw the movement of the creatures and repeatedly said aloud, “There’s life here, There’s life here! I am a witness to it; I am a witness to it”.
There were those among the young ones who didn’t see the reason to move. The obedient eagles, informed them that they had received instructions to migrate. The young ones had been well-fed and well-looked after. The eagles had obeyed instructions and had not delayed in bringing them fresh food. The eagles instructed them to wean away from this now arid ground, which only they could see with their vision, but many of the young ones, thought the eagles too bossy. “Who are you to tell us what to do? Who appointed you over us?
Within the vision, I was reminded of Jeremiah 8:7-9
Jeremiah 8:7-9 (King James Version)
7Yea, the stork in the heaven knoweth her appointed times; and the turtle and the crane and the swallow observe the time of their coming; but my people know not the judgment of the LORD. 8How do ye say, We are wise, and the law of the LORD is with us? Lo, certainly in vain made he it; the pen of the scribes is in vain. 9The wise men are ashamed, they are dismayed and taken: lo, they have rejected the word of the LORD; and what wisdom is in them?
The obedient eagles looked up to the skies and knew that an immediate migration from these now barren/mixed pasture grounds was impending.
“Ahead are green pastures, and cool waters,” the obedient eagles urged the protestors. But there were those who in the night had been instigated by the spies and parrot-like repeated the words whispered to them by the enemy, “We’re old enough to find our own way. Do you want us to come with you so that you can lord it over us? Here we are free. We have no masters. Besides, we are a democratic people. We can choose for ourselves.”
“Nations have democracy, but we are of the Kingdom “, said the eagles, and after what looked like an abrupt end of conversation, they flew off as they saw a Hand, beckoning them up, immediately. The time to ask if any wished to migrate to greener pastures was over.
The obedient eagles, without a second glance back, just flew off. The eagles had throughout, had their eyes sky-ward, refusing to be distracted.
Some young ones, though did not rebel. They also looked sky-ward and started walking in the direction that the eagles flew. The others laughed, “Go do what you like, we’ll find the green pastures by ourselves.”
It was strange, there were some there, who once were of clear-mind but now became corrupt. They were loathe to leave the crowd, they loved to converse with them.
And then there were those who once were sly and devious, who began to quietly ponder on all that the obedient eagles were saying, and had decided to migrate to these green pastures, that the obedient eagles had told them about.
The obedient eagles cared not if any were following. They knew that they knew that the ground they left behind was a thing of the past and now dangerous to stay upon. They had received Orders to migrate, and migrate they must.
The obedient eagles flew smoothly, without fuss or noise, following the contours of the wind. As they did so a vast Shadow of Eagle’s Wings, cast upon the land beneath, where the people walked, and caused the land over wheresoever the obedient eagles flew to become rich, luscious, and green. There were streams of delicious cool waters beneath. Those that followed the Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings, had great places to rest. The eagles flew only under this Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings.
No matter where the obedient eagles flew, the Shadow of the Large Eagle’s Wings fell on the land that was beneath them, and the land was always, green, luscious, rich and fruitful. The water looked very clear, rich and tasty. Wherever the people moved, it was always higher and higher, and there was always life and growth and tranquil waters. They carried nothing, but all that was good and wholesome for them was provided wherever they went, under the Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings.
By no means did it appear that the walk of the people was easy. In their constant moving upwards, to the Mountain, there were challenges, but these were welcomed. There were times of great weariness and fatigue, but there was a certain extravagance in all the provisions, awaiting them, throughout. They could rest, be refreshed and move on. The grass was so deep and green; the water was crystal clear and rich. The places they passed were green and greener, rich and richer, deep and deeper, in all the depth that I saw. The Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings encompassed all this land beneath.
Nothing was barren or arid, under the Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings.
The young ones who had remained on the barren ground, full of mixture, also walked, but they went the other route, just at the same time that the obedient eagles’ flight had begun into the rich green and luscious, the young ones’ journey landed them into the desert. There the vultures came and troubled them aplenty. They’d scratch them and even tried to gouge out their eyes, and pecked them violently on their heads. The desert was hot and arid. No water anywhere, not a green twig to be seen. Just dry hot sand. They walked without an end in sight.
‘How long? They cried, “How long?”
“Till you come to the exit”, came the Reply.
For those in the desert:
Jeremiah 23:18-24
18For who hath stood in the counsel of the LORD, and hath perceived and heard his word? who hath marked his word, and heard it?
19Behold, a whirlwind of the LORD is gone forth in fury, even a grievous whirlwind: it shall fall grievously upon the head of the wicked.
20The anger of the LORD shall not return, until he have executed, and till he have performed the thoughts of his heart: in the latter days ye shall consider it perfectly.
21I have not sent these prophets, yet they ran: I have not spoken to them, yet they prophesied.
22But if they had stood in my counsel, and had caused my people to hear my words, then they should have turned them from their evil way, and from the evil of their doings.
23Am I a God at hand, saith the LORD, and not a God afar off?
24Can any hide himself in secret places that I shall not see him? saith the LORD. Do not I fill heaven and earth? saith the LORD.
For those under the Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings:
Jeremiah 23:3-6
3And I will gather the remnant of my flock out of all countries whither I have driven them, and will bring them again to their folds; and they shall be fruitful and increase.
4And I will set up shepherds over them which shall feed them: and they shall fear no more, nor be dismayed, neither shall they be lacking, saith the LORD.
5Behold, the days come, saith the LORD, that I will raise unto David a righteous Branch, and a King shall reign and prosper, and shall execute judgment and justice in the earth.
6In his days Judah shall be saved, and Israel shall dwell safely: and this is his name whereby he shall be called, THE LORD OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS.
Jeremiah 17:7-8 (King James Version)
7Blessed is the man that trusteth in the LORD, and whose hope the LORD is.
8For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreadeth out her roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh, but her leaf shall be green; and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: SPEAK CHAIN-ESE?
THEN EXPECT A LETTER BOMB!
26.3.07
The same army soldiers that I saw in the vision: White Eagles: The Medics In Ancient Warfield, were now, in this present vision, seated before the Lord and were asking many questions.
“Lord, there are crystal aircrafts speedily dropping letter bombs, in Chain-land, Lord, did You Send them? Because we did not know that You had an air force.”
They placed before the Lord, two different letters.
The Lord Asked them, “Who Am I to you?”
“Our Commander-in-Chief”, they all replied.
The Lord then opened their eyes to see what was happening in Chain-Land.
Crystal planes, with no engines or motors, were being carried by White Eagles and from the skies the crystal planes dropped letter bombs. Bombs were exploding and causing much turmoil, down below. Many were sleepless and had terrifying dreams. Under their pillows were the two letters such as the ones the soldiers had placed before the Lord. One was written in the ‘chainese’ language, the other in an unknown Language.
CHAIN-LAND
All in Chain-Land, were called chainites, they spoke in chainese, and reasoned in chainese, and understood everything they ever knew in chainese.
Chain-Land was a vast empire.
On every street corner, were large hoardings with very attractive neon lights, all read just one message, “IGNORANCE IS BLISS”. The letterings were written in fancy fonts and decorated in varied gold / silver colored sparkling letters. All their messages, books, knowledge was always clothed with chains. The message was always the same throughout Chain-Land. “IGNORANCE IS BLISS.”
This message was most pleasing to all in the land, even to the minority group, called the Achanites who dwelt there. These Achanites could be recognized by the varied glamorous looking chains they wore. The high officials of Chain-Land, told them, “We know that you are a special people, and so that our permanent citizens may know you better we have chained you in these beautiful chains. Many permanent citizens gladly came to their gatherings, because the songs they sang were such fun. The lyrics were easy to follow, the beat was rock and roll.
“Gimme, Gimme Gimme Gimme,
Gimme this, Gimme that, AND that that that
Make me rich, make me fat, make me fat fat fat.”
And all meetings ended with the Chain-Land’s national anthem, “ Ignorance is bliss”.
It sounded rather doleful.
“Seek not, lest you find, go not into the deep,
O Foolish sheep, O foolish sheep,
Seek not, search not, weep not, just kiss
For the key to real freedom is…….. ignorance is bliss.”
This is how the Achanites had lived, until the arrival of the two letters. One said one thing, in a language they understood, but the other Letter the Achanites could not read, for it was written in a Language that was strange to them. The older among them vaguely recalled seeing this unknown Language before. Many in Chain-Land had also received these letters and they came to the Achanites seeking a translation of the letter they could not read.
None could help them.
The Achanites continued singing their rock and roll ’Gimme Gimme’ song and the national anthem, hoping that by much loud singing, the Letter written in the unknown Language would vanish. They tried hard to blow away this Letter, they danced around it, they put it in the fire but nothing nothing nothing could make the Letter go away.
It was always there under their pillow, causing them terror in their sleep.
Unable to bear this any more, the Achanites went to their leaders, those ‘pioneers’ who had brought them into Chain-Land.
‘What language is this that we ought to be able to read?”
The old leaders were sitting, rocking in their chairs out on their porches. Their eyes were dimmed by cataract, their hearing was dull and they had all lost their teeth.
“Hmm……….let’s see”. But they couldn’t really see, rather the more they strained their eyes to read, the more terrifying the Letter looked. Each alphabet to them looked like it had a fierce face.
Many just threw the Letter away, saying, “This letter just proves that the enemy wants us to give up our allegiance to our national language chainese. Anything that is not written in chainese just discard it, and always remember, IGNORANCE IS BLISS. Go now, sleep and rest”.
No matter how hard the Achanites tried to rest and sleep, they continued to be terrified on their beds.
‘What manner of Letter is this that allows us no sleep and rest?” the recipients of the Letter wondered. They changed the sheets and put on satin smooth covers on their beds, and yet sleep eluded them. They continued to be terrified. They sang their songs hoping that sleep would come.
Frustrated and weary from sleeplessness and fatigue, they went again to their leaders who were rocking in their rocking chairs, so as to get help in reading the Letter.
They all sat on the ground, before them awaiting the reading of the Letter. There was an awkward silence. None of the leaders could read this Letter. One among the leaders whispered, “ I think we Achanites used to speak this Language before we came to Chain-Land, of course that was before the separation, we weren’t called Achanites back then”.
One youngster raised his hand and asked, “How did we get our name “The Achanites?”
The moment that question was asked, a few among the pioneer leaders broke down and wept
None rushed to console them as they were all now waiting to hear how they got their name. “Please answer us”, they said.
One leader stood up, he was now filled with a new vigor. He looked old and decrepit no more.
“A long, long time ago, we had fought a good war, and won. In the pile of plunder was a map and travel brochure to Chain-Land. It displayed weapons made of gold, silver and shiny materials. We no more wanted to fight with invisible weapons, we wanted tangible weapons, weapons purchased with money, that would impress the enemy. Whilst the other soldiers moved on with their invisible weapons, warning us not to go ‘a-wandering,’ we chose to follow the map to Chain-Land, and here we have dwelt ever since. We spoke this Language of the Letter way back then.”
“Then why did you not teach us the Language or show us the way to the School where it was taught?” asked another youngster.
“The chainites are masters of communication”, the leaders replied. “To win the hearts of these chainites, and to quicken our work, we decided not to offend them with our Language, but rather to learn this local language, instead. The more we learnt chainese, the more we forgot this Language. We are deeply sorry that we did not correctly pass on what we knew way back then, our memories went blank, and now this Letter……… ”.
There was now a peaceful silence. Each looked at the Letter, with new understanding. The letter in chainese had a very impressive seal on it, and it gave the name and address of the airport authorities. The other Letter, as they focused their eyes to read, had a Seal imbedded in the Letter.
They could only read this part of the Letter.
SEEK AND YOU SHALL FIND.
COME TO THE SECRET PLACE.
Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever.
Below was Signed: I am Alpha and Omega
“Where then is this secret place? Will you show us?” the people asked. The entire Letter it appeared could only be read in the secret place.
In the meanwhile, the Language was offending many in Chain-Land.
Whilst some leaders were most offended by the Language in the Letter, and protested that none should leave, saying “This is a hard Language to understand, let’s examine our chainese version commentaries”, if it’s not mentioned here, or we can’t figure it out by ourselves, then just ignore the Letter”.
But there were those who said, “Yes, it is a hard Language to understand. It is hard, so that you may seek Him, Whose Language this is. It is He Who will explain what’s written here. He will Lead you to the secret place, not us, we have done enough harm already by bringing you here. We were servants but became masters.”
There were those who chose to believe the letter written in chainese, these said, “Our call has come, we must go”, and off they went to the airport, with their shiny chains dragging behind them.
White Eagles filled the sky and the people, who now were beginning to recognize the Language of the Letter, were led to the secret place. There their eyes were opened, and all chains were broken. All things that identified them as Achanites and Chainites fell away from them. They washed in the Waterfall and their eyes and ears opened. The Water fell on the Letter they had tucked in their belts, and suddenly all could read. Their memories were now blessed. Their hearts were engraved, with the Message in the Letter, just as the hearts of the soldiers who had been sitting before the Lord.
“Are these new recruits?” asked the general and his soldiers who sat before the Lord.
“No,” Said the Lord, “These were absconders, but are now my soldiers who have returned to active duty”.
“ How will we know who is reading which letter?”
“The ones who on reading, will rush to the airport. These are not Mine. Those who are Mine come to Me, to learn from Me”.
Hosea 2:14-17 (King James Version) 14Therefore, behold, I will allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak comfortably unto her. 15And I will give her her vineyards from thence, and the valley of Achor for a door of hope: and she shall sing there, as in the days of her youth, and as in the day when she came up out of the land of Egypt. 16And it shall be at that day, saith the LORD, that thou shalt call me Ishi; and shalt call me no more Baali. 17For I will take away the names of Baalim out of her mouth, and they shall no more be remembered by their name.
Ezekiel 33:32-33 (King James Version)
32And, lo, thou art unto them as a very lovely song of one that hath a pleasant voice, and can play well on an instrument: for they hear thy words, but they do them not. 33And when this cometh to pass, (lo, it will come,) then shall they know that a prophet hath been among them.
Jeremiah 7:1-7 (King James Version)
1The word that came to Jeremiah from the LORD, saying, 2Stand in the gate of the LORD's house, and proclaim there this word, and say, Hear the word of the LORD, all ye of Judah, that enter in at these gates to worship the LORD. 3Thus saith the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel, Amend your ways and your doings, and I will cause you to dwell in this place. 4Trust ye not in lying words, saying, The temple of the LORD, The temple of the LORD, The temple of the LORD, are these. 5For if ye throughly amend your ways and your doings; if ye throughly execute judgment between a man and his neighbour; 6If ye oppress not the stranger, the fatherless, and the widow, and shed not innocent blood in this place, neither walk after other gods to your hurt:
7Then will I cause you to dwell in this place, in the land that I gave to your fathers, for ever and ever.
Matthew 10:39-42 (King James Version)
39He that findeth his life shall lose it: and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it. 40He that receiveth you receiveth me, and he that receiveth me receiveth him that sent me. 41He that receiveth a prophet in the name of a prophet shall receive a prophet's reward; and he that receiveth a righteous man in the name of a righteous man shall receive a righteous man's reward.
42And whosoever shall give to drink unto one of these little ones a cup of cold water only in the name of a disciple, verily I say unto you, he shall in no wise lose his reward.
Psalm 119:165 (King James Version) 165Great peace have they which love thy law: and nothing shall offend them.
Matthew 11:6 (King James Version)
6And blessed is he, whosoever shall not be offended in me.
Swarna Jha
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VISION: EAGLES! INSPECTION DAY!
21.3.07
I saw this vision a few days ago. As it keeps recurring, I feel led to share it here.
I saw, up above, a Large Crystal Eagle, that had a long row of what looked like large precious diamonds/crystals, in each of it’s Wings. This Crystal Eagle covered the expanse of all that was before me and beyond. I understood as the vision unfolded that this Crystal Eagle picked up the faintest light on earth and sent via these diamonds/crystals, more light back multiplied many fold. I also saw that at Will, this Large Crystal Eagle would suddenly pick a dark area on the earth and flood it with brilliant Light. Equally if little lights were dangerously wavering, when inspite of having been given time to improve, they ought not to have been, either so little or wavering, the Large Crystal Eagle, could take away even the little light they had and plunge the place in darkness.
The Crystal Eagle with it’s Wings Spread wide, was Watching all that transpiring.
I saw, on earth, four crystal eagles first lined up in the east, and then they flew each to their position, in the four corners of the earth. They too had similar wings to the Large Crystal Eagle, but were much less than a speck in size. But looking at them from earth, they looked large. They silently watched all that was occurring. Who were they? I wondered in the vision. I was then reminded of the Word from Zechariah 1: 18-20, about the four skilled craftsmen.
There was great silence. It was the time for all eagles to read the silence.
Noiselessly, a multitude of varied eagles appeared in the skies.
Eight bejeweled eagles, with large rounded wings, covered the expanse. I understood that these eagles once had pock-marks, all over, but as they flew higher and higher and soared, to their maximum, they became bejeweled, and their wings more rounded.
It seemed that only the bejeweled eagles knew of the crystal eagles and where each was positioned. They, like the crystal eagles, could tell, by just seeing the texture and color of other eagles’ wings, where they’d been flying. They could even assess their weight and the load weight of treasures that these eagles carried, and the type of current message. The crystal eagles could do this immediately. The bejeweled eagles could accomplish the same task, ‘quickly’, but not immediately.
Below them were tiers and tiers of varied types of eagles. The hues, colors and textures, size, weight, of the eagles changed with the nature of function/s they performed. There were ever changing colors / weight, which the eagles took on, depending on the seriousness or lightness of the message entrusted to them by the Large Crystal Eagle.
Their true colors could only be seen, when they were simply basking in the air and light, awaiting a message, from The Large Crystal Eagle.
The top row was multi-colored eagles. These were the Inspectors. They had excellent vision and could see the minutest detail of the condition of eagles even from such great height. They not only inspected the condition of the eagles, down below, but also the buildings and the lay of the land. But this they could see only when the Large Crystal Eagle commissioned them to conduct the Inspection, at any particular moment in time. Only the bejeweled and four crystal eagles were equipped to see the condition of the eagles at any time. Their function was to see what the Large Crystal Eagle Saw even when it was not Inspection Time. A unique skill that the crystal eagles had was that they , if called to do so, were used to standing still and waiting, in the place appointed to them, even for what seemed like excruciating long times. The bejeweled eagles when called to wait hovered under the Light and Air, emanating from the Large Crystal Eagle. Their jewels were precious and could only be best preserved and displayed in this way.
Below the multi-colored eagles, in a multitude of tiers, reaching way below, were varied types of eagles. I saw one type of eagle which had, on each wing, what looked like a blade we see on ceiling fans. With these blades under their wings, these eagles could stir a storm if need be.
The lowest tier in the south was no tier at all. It was so disorderly. The ordinary brown eagles weren’t even flying seriously. Their feathers were rough and unkempt. Their brown color was more like an earth mud brown. They looked scattered. Many were perched on branches. Above them were gray and white eagles with brown speckles. The brown eagles were cackling. They were the ‘eaglets’, who had no desire to change by soaring. In fact, they did not know about the wonderful effects of soaring. They did not know that one part of the Inspection tour of the multi-colored eagles initiated by the Large Crystal Eagle, dealt with an assignment titled “Operation Fade-Out”. All those found sorely inept and lacking in obedience and discipline, and unwilling to change, were to be ‘faded out’ and replaced.
The brown eagles down below were totally unaware that an inspection of eagles was underway. They had not learnt in all their time as eagles, how to read the silence. Oblivious, they carried on in any activity that caught their fancy. Suddenly, they heard a voice coming from one who was standing in a dusty barren place, down below. The man was beckoning to the brown eagles, “Hey you! Come down!
Flattered, many eagles immediately left the skies, and descended upon the ground. They had never been so obedient even to the call of the eagles above them, but showed great submission to the man. This man wanted them to model on stage. Overwhelmed, they twirled, and spread wide their wings to all the spectators.
There were enemy spies in the sky. These were the watchman of the enemy, who diligently waited for any eagle to drop height. That then brought eagles into their jurisdiction.
The brown eagles had dropped height.
Now I heard the increasing and incessant cackling of these brown eagles. It was noisy.
The eagles spread their wings and down fell many pearls, the ground was littered with pearls.
The spectators were treading on these pearls and skating on them, laughing, giggling, and then much later mocking.
The enemy spies, lured the eagles individually into studios and asked the brown eagles to ‘expose’ for them. The brown eagles, were flattered with all this attention, as no other eagles, that flew above them ever gave them any. They now started getting feelings they’d never had before. They never knew that being an eagle was considered by so many as glamorous.
The enemy spies, who when they were visible, looked like owls, were gleefully watching all that transpired. The photographs they took, gave them an indication, as to what and where the eagles’ treasures lay. This helped them to rob and steal from the eagles, and kill them, when it suited them.
As the brown eagles, spread their wings wide, like Can-Can girls, and stood tip toe, and posed coyly, the enemy ‘ cameraman ‘ took a picture. The flash light off the camera hit hard the wings of the brown eagles, and the treasures which were stored in the lower quarter portion of their wings, became motionless. This strange light had a devastating effect on the eagles, as their entire wings now became ineffective, and stiff. Some could just barely walk. Others remained stuck in a ‘frozen pose’.
After a while of modeling, the eagles lost their novelty-value, in the eyes of the spectators. The man, who had ordered them down from the skies, now said to them, “you are servants, right? Well then serve us.” But this was a different type of service that they were inducted into. I saw the eagles that could barely walk, in drive-in kind of cafes serving alongside parrot waiters.
The parrots would go and hear the eagles individually, and repeat loudly what they had heard, to others. Many believed that parrots spoke an original message. The eagles were unaware that this was happening. The brown ‘eaglets’ did not know the source of the parrots’ knowledge. Soon, these eagles were disillusioned, “What’s the use of being an eagle, if even parrots know and say the same as us”. Soon there was an air of gross disillusionment and dissatisfaction. Brown eagles were now having a lot of ‘feelings’ they’d never had before.
The gray and white eagles, with brown speckles, looked aghast at what was going on.
From high up above, beginning in the west, the multi-colored eagles were quietly surveying the state of all eagles, and everything they saw appeared as pictures, on the open skies. The multi-colored eagles, had seen sores under the wings of some eagles ( not the brown eagles, but others) .Every section in the sky-display showed the condition of the eagles, next below was listed the nature of their sickness, and at the bottom, the cure. Other columns similarly, dealt with buildings and the lay of the land. The four crystal eagles quietly monitored all that appeared on the sky screen. Where there was error, if any, or lack of clarification they would swoop on the display, and cover it ever so gently with corrections, clarification. This part was gently and most graciously covered with a thin white cloud, so it looked more highlighted, than erased or overwritten.
Down below, many brown eagles fell off the edge of where they were standing, and some went into deep drunken sleep. When the gray and white eagles, with brown speckles, with great urgency, tried to wake them up, blurry eyed, these brown eagles would say, “hey let me sleep, don’t you know last night was a Saturday night, a party night.”
The eagles supervising them now realized that many such eagles, those sleeping and those with stiff wings ( who fell off the edge, as they stood in that position for a long time ), were incapable of flying. They quickly reported it above, they did not want to stay gray and white with brown speckles eagles. They wanted to soar.
It appeared that the higher the eagles soared their colors and wing textures and shape changed. If any were speckled, the higher they flew, the air and light, dealt with all such lacks and weaknesses, in the appearance of the eagles. This was promotion for eagles.
The nature of the function and message entrusted to eagles, had a definite effect on their hues /weight and overall appearance.
The converse was also true, as the eagles dropped height, colors, textures, and weights changed, and again the original flaws would show, but would be worse than at their beginning. This was demotion for eagles, which would culminate in suspension of service, if eagles changed not.
In fact the crystal eagles and the bejeweled eagles from the hues, appearance and weight, could tell if the eagles were promoted or demoted ones. They could tell from a long way off what type of message The Large Crystal Eagle had entrusted them with. All these skills helped the senior eagles to function smoothly, and ensure that the eagle messengers did their job. The messages that were incompletely conveyed or failed to be conveyed, by other eagles, were conveyed by the bejeweled eagles, and if the bejeweled were unable to complete the task, the crystal eagles would do it. So it appeared that no message remained undelivered, and no work remained undone.
There was always constant change taking place high up in the skies, and only those who soared very high, constantly watching, understood the flowing changes, depicted.
Sadly, the brown eagles, even when they had flown, never knew this, and what they knew, they forgot. They were unaware that high up above were those who once were ordinary brown eagles, but because they chose to fly high, their color and texture became so deep and in the light, the edge of their feathers looked like a shade of burgundy. These ‘brown eaglets’, had been given just one instruction, do not talk to strangers. Had they obeyed they would have immediately in the next level of their training, understood what learning to read the silence meant, and would have been prepared for the Inspection.
But now, many had their service suspended, and new eagles replaced them. You see, the eagles who flew above the level of the brown eagles, all broadly knew that the Lord had ordained that there always be a specified number of soaring eagles in the sky, at any given time. The crystal eagles had been instructed, by the Large Crystal Eagle what that number should be, and they would report the need to the Large Crystal Eagle, and the skies were immediately replenished.
Learning from the experience of the brown eagles, who like Hezekiah immaturely and boastfully exposed all his treasures to the envoys from Babylon, ( 2 Kings 12-16) , a request was sent by the four crystal eagles that the lower quarter of the wings of the eagles that carried their personal treasures, which was as food to them in long arduous journeys, be made invisible, so none could see, and the enemy could not have access to it. This was granted. But this invisibility occurred only when the eagles soared at great heights.
The treasures were always meant to be shared/shown in wisdom, to only those to whom The Large Crystal Eagle directed. And at no time were all the treasures eagles were given, ever meant to be displayed to all or exhibited in museums. Whatever was to be shown, even to those authorized to see, had to be done in a flash and not in intricate detail. At no time were eagles to be found treasure-less. Those who had more could show more, and yet have enough for them, but those who had less, had nothing for their own strengthening, if they displayed all. As all they had were shallow reserves. Hence, eagles were always encouraged to soar high, to amass greater treasures, so that they had enough for others and themselves.
These brown eagles, who were making a spectacle of themselves, it seemed had lost their discernment, by their unwise choices.
As they soared new heights, all eagles would find changes in their entire body and structure, but if they lost height, everything would unravel, and they would in effect like driving in reverse, be returned to their old colors, textures, and ways, but this time it would be worse for them, as what they had initially, came from immaturity and inexperience, but now that they chose to willfully go into ‘reverse gear’, they would be judged differently.
In what condition will you eagles be found at the Inspection? Posing nude for the envoys from Babylon, or repenting and soaring high, seeking to be changed into godly rich colors, textures, and weight?
SOAR EAGLES, SOAR.
Jeremiah 31:32-40 (New International Version)
32 It will not be like the covenant I made with their forefathers when I took them by the hand to lead them out of Egypt, because they broke my covenant, though I was a husband to them, " declares the LORD. 33 "This is the covenant I will make with the house of Israel
after that time," declares the LORD. “I will put my law in their minds and write it on their hearts. I will be their God, and they will be my people. 34 No longer will a man teach his neighbor, or a man his brother, saying, 'Know the LORD,' because they will all know me, from the least of them to the greatest," declares the LORD. "For I will forgive their wickedness and will remember their sins no more." 35 This is what the LORD says, he who appoints the sun to shine by day, who decrees the moon and stars to shine by night, who stirs up the sea so that its waves roar— the LORD Almighty is his name: 36 "Only if these decrees vanish from my sight," declares the LORD, "will the descendants of Israel ever cease to be a nation before me." 37 This is what the LORD says: "Only if the heavens above can be measured and the foundations of the earth below be searched out will I reject all the descendants of Israel because of all they have done," declares the LORD.
38 "The days are coming," declares the LORD, "when this city will be rebuilt for me from the Tower of Hananel to the Corner Gate. 39 The measuring line will stretch from there straight to the hill of Gareb and then turn to Goah. 40 The whole valley where dead bodies and ashes are thrown, and all the terraces out to the Kidron Valley on the east as far as the corner of the Horse Gate, will be holy to the LORD. The city will never again be uprooted or demolished."
Jeremiah 32:27 (New International Version)
27 "I am the LORD, the God of all mankind. Is anything too hard for me?
Swarna Jha
Bombay-India
VISION: THE ADVENTURES OF SPECKLED SHEEP
And 2007 Visions Compilations
2nd April 2007
In 2006, months before the death of President Gerald Ford, I saw this vision.
I saw the American Flag. Out of it came forth an egg and within an instant it was hatched and out came a huge fully grown multi-colored eagle. Immediately thereafter, another egg emerged, it cracked open and out came yet another multi-colored eagle. In this way, I counted that there were five such multi-colored eagles that were hatched from eggs, in rapid succession, out of the flag.
As I was watching them fly off into the skies, I was puzzled to see a sixth multi-colored eagle emerge from the flag, but unlike the other five multi-colored eagles, I did not see it emerge from an egg, but rather it emerged from the centre, from the heart of the flag, full-grown. I was greatly puzzled and troubled by this. Why had the sixth eagle not been hatched from an egg like the other five that preceded it? I noticed that the sixth multi-colored eagle was also huge.
Then I saw that the sixth multi-colored eagle had joined the other five and all six were now spread-eagled on the map of the U.S.A., and in this way, every inch of the American map was covered under the wings of these six huge multi-colored eagles. These multi-colored eagles were each so huge that six of them could cover the entire map of America.
Following this, as these six huge multi-colored eagles now rose off the map of America, I saw the American flag, flying half mast in America.
Every American embassy and consulate around the world was now flying the American flag half-mast.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISIONS: COMPILATION 2007
VISION: THE GIANT HIDEOUS BIRD IN AMERICA
5TH APRIL 2007
Acts 17:21 NIV21(All the Athenians and the foreigners who lived there spent their time doing nothing but talking about and listening to the latest ideas.)
21(For all the Athenians and strangers which were there spent their time in nothing else, but either to tell, or to hear some new thing.)
KJVAMPLIFIED21For the Athenians, all of them, and the foreign residents and visitors among them spent all their leisure time in nothing except telling or hearing something newer than the last—
Last year around October 2006
I saw a vision in which I saw this ancient Square with columns and pillars, in Athens , Greece . People were out shopping for new ideas and having them packed up in paper bags. It was a busy and noisy market-place.The people were not satisfied with what they had, they needed more ideas and concepts, so they were stopping at every stall and picking up every idea in that market-place.
April 2007
For sometime now I have been seeing a peculiar looking giant eagle in America . At first just for a split second it looked like an eagle. It vaguely resembled the face of an eagle but as I watched a strange transformation of this American eagle was extremely rapidly underway.As I looked closely, it was really very hideous and ugly to look at.
The gene of every clean and unclean bird on earth, was merged into it’s body, and the bird had the multiple characteristics of all the birds that it held within. All the concepts and ideas that were in those paper-bags had now been poured into this hideous bird.
As this giant hideous bird for days has continuously flashed before my eyes, today as I waited on the Lord to understand what the giant ugly bird represents, this is what I believe the Lord is Saying about this hideous bird.
I was reminded that just as many have prophesied true and false revivals so there is a true and a ‘new’ false as regards the prophets that are emerging. There is a new breed that is the giant ugly hideous bird breed, which are surfacing, who by their prophecies /dreams / visions are sent to confuse the Body of Christ. They speak much about love, mercy and unity, much as the giant bird lives with every breed of bird within itself, including an eagle strain within, they constantly bring messages of ‘everyone learning to live happily ever after’, just as this giant hideous bird has done within it’s own body, with all the mixture of birds.These new improved prophets will actually talk similar to the true ones.
They too will say exactly the same as many in the church are by now saying about the false prophets. They too will speak against the merchandisers, the man made buildings. They will lay emphasis on ‘good deeds’. But this giant hideous bird breed speaks of a deadly unity.They are proud, arrogant and are being bred on American soil. They will sound ‘upbeat’, have a ‘missionary zeal’ to propagate their message, and have a lust for power and recognition. Their network is very earthly, and their gatherings are like mutual admiration clubs. They will falsely lament at the state of the church, and bring such amazing remedies, that any religion can follow their pattern, without turning to Jesus Christ.
They will propagate much works.They feed each other’s egos and if you watch closely will not come down hard on correcting biblical errors, even if the error is right under their noses. They will not talk of separation from the profane but will actually point out that their ‘unity’ with be powerful enough to drive away the profanity from their midst. Their concepts are vague, and their origin is hard to recognize. People who want ‘a quick work’ will be delighted with this talk of ‘peace, love and unity’, because it sounds ‘near-biblical’.
They will peddle remedies of love, mercy and grace, but their hearts are set on exalting themselves.Scripture references will be out of sync with the message that they bring. But the emotional and sensation loving Christians will flock to it. The new teachings will not stress on death to flesh, the Cross, but will lay great emphasis on ‘charity’. No corrections No talk of purity. No talk of separation from mixture, but rather the assembling of it. Just lots of ‘charity’. Very appealing. All concepts have been drawn from much discussions and logical ‘grecian’ conclusions.
America BEWARE!
All the false prophets of old and money-loving ministries exposed in the past will appear as a ‘tame’ deception compared to the deception that this giant hideous bird brings.Sadly many in America , actually believe that these concepts are for the reformation of the church. And will flock to it. They will actually admit that perhaps in the past they were wrong, but not THIS TIME. THIS TIME THEY’VE GOT IT RIGHT.
The minds of many will be greatly affected, for they will no more have the Mind of Christ. What is attractive about these teachings is their ‘reasonableness’. Even the non-believing world will like these ideas. ‘This is what we were waiting for’, many will say.
These teachings will grow at such a pace that many will think that the ‘favor of God’ is upon them.Now is the time in America , for many new ideas to be preached and not the Gospel.Watch out for insanity.Those who love the Lord will stay clear of this, but so powerfully attractive will be these ‘ideas’ that are floated by the giant hideous bird, that even the obedient, will for a split moment wonder, ‘Lord, did I miss something? How come I never saw it that way?'You who follow the Lord, adhere to His Word and follow Him.
They who follow the new ideas are those whom God has given over to their lusts, because they would yield not to His Discipline and Correction. 'Is'nt there an easier way?' these 'sensual ones' have asked this for so long, that now they are being 'given over' to that 'easier way'.
Nations Beware!The exports of these concepts are heading your way.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: THE WRINGING OF THE FLAG
29.3.07
Some time ago, I saw a brief vision of The Multi-Colored Eagles and the American flag. I have not felt led to share that yet.
This vision I share here disturbed me greatly. I request you to stop here and pray, before reading this.
THE VISION
I saw the American flag, flying high on a pole. The place where the flagpole stood was a wide open space, dry, arid and nothing much was growing there.
The sun was shining. It was day.
Then suddenly I saw the flag, twisted tight, and it was like a cloth, ready for wringing. Pointing ground-wards, I saw a flow of blood pouring to the ground, from the flag. (I saw no hand; neither human nor divine visibly wring it)
It began as a narrow steady drip of blood, but soon it was growing to a quick and rapid flow of blood, pouring to the ground, from the wringing of the flag.
I expected to be shown where the blood came from but instead, I was made to listen to the spine-chilling, cries emanating from the blood.
In no other vision have I heard blood speak.
But in this vision I heard the blood cry out.
As the blood flowed in torrents, I heard screams; I heard pain, I heard sorrow, I heard grief. I heard sounds of great unbearable torments. I heard what I was made to understand were screams that emanate when arms/legs are amputated. I was not allowed to hear the blasphemies but was made to understand that the varied sounds I was hearing were interspersed with
occasional sounds of some people blaspheming.
Within the blood, as it was wrung out of the flag, I heard voices crying, pleading, asking frantically, ” Where is my sister? Where is my brother?” I heard sounds, hoarse and exhausted from crying, screeches of failing strength, as are heard from torture chambers.
I heard agonizing sounds.
Within the vision, I was reminded of the parable Jesus told of the rich man and Lazarus.
The blood held within it the screams for help. The blood was crying, the blood was pleading, the blood was screaming, the blood was shrieking. It was a sound of weeping and wailing. People were mourning aloud. I heard men clutching their hearts, and people beating their chests.
The blood was crying out.
It was at this point within the vision, I thought perhaps, these people, though I saw them not, I only heard the cries of the blood, must surely be Iraqi / Afghani / some other nation that were lamenting at the bloodshed at the hands of the Americans.
I was then directed to look at the ground on which the blood was falling. I was shocked to see that it was American ground, and the sounds were that of the American people. Not a foreign land or foreign people.
After a while the blood stopped flowing, the flag unfurled and now it looked as discolored as a menstrual cloth.
The stench within the vision was so strong, from the flag cloth, I was nauseous. I even turned within the vision, towards a wall, as if I would throw up, the stench was so strong that even physically a minute longer and I would have left the vision to rush to vomit. But immediately, though the foul smell continued, I was not allowed to linger long to smell the stench.
From hearing the crying of the blood, now I was allowed to see what else was transpiring, around that time.
Now the scene changed.
The flagpole stood tall, and the American flag could be seen from the four corners of the earth.
I saw watchmen from the four corners of the world watching. One or two, took binoculars to see, but they were told not to see through the binoculars but with their eyes. The flag was looking it’s normal self now.
I saw a large American naval ship. It was somewhere out at sea. The runway was clear; there were no aircraft upon it. There was an officer standing there, in uniform. He looked up and saw some American flags falling from above, onto the ship. ‘Are they for hoisting?” he asked, looking up. He was told they were not for hoisting but for covering coffins.
In the middle of all this I was shown a woman, who resided in America.
I saw that it was still day. There was a lady in her bedroom, she looked married but was living on her own. She was sleeping on a day that was a working day, at an hour that was a working hour. It was a small sized bedroom with an average size window; light-weight sheer white net curtains covered the windows. They looked grey reflecting the grey lined curtains that hung on the sides, and the largely grey décor within the room. The curtains could not keep the daylight out of her bedroom. It seemed a room that was simply furnished with the basics. It was neat and tidy, but did not look lived-in. It looked like any hotel/motel room, but I could see that it was her home. The room had a grey carpet. It overlooked the road.
She was pondering on her dreams which were as nightmares, to her. She was in dread and torment from all that she was dreaming. Her fears were hindering her from grasping the warnings that were so obvious in her dreams. She woke up in fear and dread; She seemed to be suffering from mental fatigue. She would go to the window, to look out, but never really focused to look long enough to see what was going on in the world around her. All she saw recurrently were the contents of her nightmares, looming ever before her eyes. This distracted her from seeing what was going on outside her window.
I saw that her gripping fear within, was barring her from understanding the contents of her dreams. It appeared that within her own dreams, given to her, was a description of her present state, her problems and what she must do to overcome them. But she was not able to sit in peace or quietness of her spirit, long enough to hear those instructions, ever present in her dreams. All she seemed concerned about was how to make the ‘nightmares’ go away. Though she was perplexed, fatigued, fearful, she had not come to the end of herself. She was yet trying to ‘figure things out.’
Another strange thing was that she was not sleeping in her nightgown but rather wore a white business-like blouse made of some synthetic fabric and a grey closely fitting pencil-line fine woolen skirt in bed. She was slim (the kind of figure that comes from dieting) and tall. She appeared as if she was full of fears and doubts, as she stood looking out of the window. Earlier as I saw her laid down, I noticed that she did not cover herself with a sheet or covers. It was cool but not a cold day. Because of her nightmares, it appeared that her sleep had not been restful. She did not venture to go out of her room, though she was dressed. She looked obsessive and oblivious of all that was around her. She appeared self-consumed. She looked dressed to go out, but she went nowhere. She seemed as a woman by herself, to herself, for herself.
Next, I saw that:
In the entire earth atmosphere, there was no visible sign of wind. Suddenly a whisper, a slight touch of the Wind sent the American flag fluttering vigorously and wildly. All the ground of the nation shook at just a slight touch of this Wind, and the flag was blown off, by the power of this slight Wind.
The watchmen watching from the four corners of the world were amazed. They looked around them, for the slight touch of the Wind that shook the flag, and caused it to disconnect and fly off into the skies, away from it’s flagpole, that same slight Wind, wreaked no havoc elsewhere; in fact, all looked calm and normal everywhere else.
(In the natural world, if a wind blew so slightly, it could not have even turned a leaf.)
But here in this vision, this Wind had sent the nation into turmoil.
The flagpole that was deeply imbedded in the ground, it seemed had, with it’s lower part/it’s foot which was hidden under the ground, controlled and restrained the underground network beneath, which were full of blood. Underneath the ground, the foot of the pole had for ages controlled everything, around it. Many times it had silenced and pushed back the flow of this blood, causing it to be hidden. The flag pole had never allowed the blood that was forcibly banked beneath to come up near the pole.
Through many mud/earth embankments down below, the flagpole had held captive the blood of the land, never allowing it to become visible.
But now this blood crying weeping wailing was as a flood, it could not be hidden, or silenced.
The blood’s constant crying weeping wailing had seeped and soaked all that was beneath, and now flooding the underground, broke the embankment, and freed itself from the firm hold of the flagpole roots that had long suppressed it. The blood now suddenly gushed up with such great force that I saw it explode out through the top of the pole, reaching sky high, and now no more could it be hidden or restrained. A thick torrent of blood flowed forcefully and continuously out of the mouth of the flagless flagpole.
I asked the Lord, “whose blood is this, Lord?”
I was told, “It is the blood of the innocent”.
I sat stunned and numb, for quite a while.
Later I asked the Lord what about those there, who serve Him day and night?
I was reminded of parts of the dialogue between the king and Daniel.
Daniel 6:20b
Daniel, O Daniel, servant of the living God, is thy God, whom thou servest continually, able to deliver thee from the lions?
Vs22a My God hath sent his angel, and hath shut the lions’ mouths, that they have not hurt me: forasmuch as before him innocency was found in me;
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: THE THREE CAVES
Sometime in mid-late March 2007, I saw a vision flash.
I saw a desolate place. It was twilight.
I saw that this vast open space held 3 caves.
Out of the first cave emanated thick black smoke. This smoke was slowly but surely making it’s way to people, though I did not see the people, but I was made to understand that this black smoke was in search of people.
This cave was sending out thick black smoke, carrying ‘INSANITY’.
Out of the second cave, too was emanating smoke, this was black, but not as thick as the one that came out of the first cave.
This cave was a slight distance behind the first. The black smoke that emanated was to lure people to itself.
This smoke carried ‘SEDUCTION’.
So this smoke did not travel to others, but I understood within the vision, that this smoke was to lure others to itself.
Behind, emerged a third cave which was slanted on the right of the first two caves, out of this cave was emanating a rippling fine silky smooth black smoke.
This smoke was going out to lure many to it.
This smoke carried TEMPTATION.
As I have waited before the Lord, meditating on what this means, this is what I believe the Lord is Saying:
Cave 1: Insanity: Mixture, fear, confusion, pride, stealing God’s Glory, promoting / initiating false prophecies, just to keep men engaged, ( will effect the speaker and the listener) is going to effect the minds of men. Those who have constantly said, “ Thus Says the Lord", and not only believed the message which was not from the Lord, but further promoted it to others, such need to repent or watch out, for the smoke of ‘insanity’ is heading your way! There are those who have willfully chosen to put away the true and opted for the ticklish and sensational.
The true Word of God is food. But those who continue to indulge in the false, after all the warnings that the Lord has Sent, will find themselves, hungry, thirsty, naked, and have their minds in torment.
For, their stiff-neckedness, rebellion, blindness and deafness is going lead them into depressions, disillusionments, a sense of futility, such as ‘what’s-it-all-about?’ Such people may already be secretly nursing addictions, these will be unable to ‘reconcile’ the double lives that they are leading. But they will never truthfully confess their weaknesses, so will be their own worst enemies and block out their healing.
They will constantly seek the counseling / affirmation of men to ‘restore mental balance’. Sleeping pills, drugs, pornography, addictions, 'secret behaviours', psychosomatic illnesses will drive them in reverse gear, back to ‘a place’ seeming to be the same as where they were before they knew the Lord. Such will be constantly considering that their group is right, and all else are wrong, refusing discipline and correction, understanding not what the Word of God means by ‘submission’, all such disobedience and rebellion is paving the way for’ insanity’ to enter into the minds of Christians.
This smoke of insanity will enter their minds and will put them in chains, and they will hurt themselves and others.
Right-minded Christians will put such away from themselves.
CAVE 2: SEDUCTION: This black smoke was luring people to it. ‘New’ and ‘Improved’ versions and ' sensational revelations' and 'goose-bumps- giving supernatural encounters' are going to seduce people further into darkness.
CAVE 3: TEMPTATION: These temptations were so very subtle. It will be hard for people to discern that they are being lured into temptation. The smoke was silky smooth. It was rippling………as a gentle wave. Those targeted by this particular smoke are the revivalists of today, who are full of zeal for the Lord. Those who remain focussed on the Lord will discern, but those who get distracted will be lured.
Discern. Discern. Discern.
Repent, and abide in the Word.
Jeremiah 7:23-24 (King James Version)
23But this thing commanded I them, saying, Obey my voice, and I will be your God, and ye shall be my people: and walk ye in all the ways that I have commanded you, that it may be well unto you.
24But they hearkened not, nor inclined their ear, but walked in the counsels and in the imagination of their evil heart, and went backward, and not forward.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
Vision: The White Eagle And The Five Women
3rd April 2007
I saw five women, coming out of what looked like humble abodes.
This was in answer to a message they had received from five large eagles who flew high above. They had flown just low enough so that the women could hear the message.The message was , ‘Go to the Mountain’.
The five women, wore climbing clothes, and were barely on their way when they met a big fat sheep. It was tall and very fat.The sheep walking alongside them asked, “Where are you going?”“To the Mountain,” they replied.
The big fat sheep walked with them towards the Mountain, but well before they could arrive at the foot of that Mountain, the sheep, turned to the five women and told them,” I have been up that Mountain, you know!”“We must now go and climb that Mountain,” said one of the women looking up at the Mountain.“Who told you to go up the Mountain?” asked the sheep.“Well the five eagles gave us the message, and off they went. The eagles have no permission from their Master to loiter after the message is delivered”, replied another one of the five women.The sheep scoffed at that, “They have no time to spend with you, huh?”
The sheep coaxed the five women to sit with it and forget about climbing the Mountain. The sheep could describe all that was up there, so the five women need not take all that trouble to climb the Mountain.The women sat in a semi-circle and the sheep sat across them, like a teacher, looking ‘wise and knowledgeable’.The sheep gave the women the value and worth, they were seeking.
But now the women were angry with the five eagles, which just came down long enough to deliver the message to them from their Master, but when they had tried to engage the eagles in conversation, the eagles had replied, “We have no permission to loiter, after the message is delivered”.“Huh! No time to loiter indeed”, fumed one of the women.The five women cooked and cleaned, got the bonfire going. They did all the work, the sheep did none.
They baked for the sheep, displayed their talents to it, and were before they knew it, in total submission to the sheep.The five eagles flying high were watching all this, and were about to descend, when a White Eagle waving a Wing sent them off to do the work they had been en route to doing, before they saw the scene down below unfolding.The Five women had spent the night out there, away from the foot of the Mountain, with this sheep.The White Eagle appeared in the sky, and for a moment appeared covered in a white cloud. The White Eagle swooped down on the sheep below and pulled off it’s hide.The five women, were looking up to the sky, but a bright light was blinding them.
They were covering their eyes, as the light was brilliant.As their eyes adjusted to the light, they saw that the sheep they had spent the night with was really a wolf, in sheep’s clothing.They were horrified. They could not believe that they had wasted their entire night, lying there through the night, so near the wolf.The White Eagle asked them, “What was the message you received?”‘To go up to the Mountain”, they all replied.“So go!” replied the White Eagle.The five women went to the west side of the Mountain, but the surface looked so sheer, but now they had made up their minds that they would climb the Mountain.
Suddenly, barely had they placed one foot on the Mountain, to begin their climb that they were all taken up divinely to the very top of the Mountain.They knew that once they were up there, they would be told what work they were to do.At the centre, was a huge Plan, bearing Measurements.One of the women said, “This is high-brow stuff, looks way beyond me, I’m not that educated”. They then turned to look around the Mountain, to find what other work was there awaiting them, that suited their ‘low calibre’.
Suddenly as they all turned to look again at the measurements depicted on the Plan laid out on the top of the Mountain, to their utter amazement they found that within an instant, they understood. Now they could read it, understand it, and remember it with a divine ease.The measurements had so many numbers, but no matter how large the figures, they were able to remember them with ease.The five women then went off to deliver the measurements to those who were awaiting them down below. All five now went in different directions, to deliver the measurements.
Jeremiah 29: 11-14aFor I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.Then shall ye call upon me, and ye shall go and pray unto me, and I will hearken unto you.And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye search for me with all your heart.And I will be found of you, saith the Lord:
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: EAGLES VERSUS CROWS! A STANDOFF!
28.3.07
A few days ago, I saw what looked like a chemical plant. All around it was barbed wire. There was a sickly smell in the vicinity.
Crows, in large numbers, were perched on the barbed wire. I saw, a large number of huge eagles arrive and perch themselves alongside the crows.
As I saw these eagles perched alongside the crows,though it appeared odd, I knew by just looking at these eagles, that they were wise and something was about to unfold here.
The wire on the fence, it appeared was poison tipped. It was poison to eagles who when they sat on it would the moment their feet touched the poisoned points of the wire, all their strength to fly off would be drained off and their bodies would become numb. Conversely, the poison gave the crows a new high.
These wise eagles I saw did not place their feet on the barbed wire, nor did they talk to the crows, though they were at this moment perched alongside them. To my amazement I saw that each eagle was carrying a gold handbag, slung over a wing! The crows could not see the gold handbags.
The crows it appeared had been generally inviting eagles throughout, to come and perch with them on the barbed wire, saying, “The view here is better than what you have in the sky’. The wise eagles with gold handbags came to the chemical plant. They, unknown to the crows, all placed their gold handbags on the barbed wire and perched atop the bags. The crows were unaware of this.
The crows said to the wise eagles, exactly what they’d said to all eagles that’d gone before them, 'look hard at the depth below'. Below, all around were what looked like trenches, through which flowed the chemical waste, and there was much old, used, thick black oil flowing in these trenches. Other eagles, instigated by the crows, had always leaned forward to look hard at the depth of this black oil in trenches, it was in their curiosity, that they’d lean so dangerously, that the poison would enter their feet, they’d go numb, and the crows would nonchalantly at this point just push them off the fence, with their wing. The crows were expecting to do the same with these wise eagles.
They were not expecting this day to be any different from the others.
As the crows leaned forward, to demonstrate how to look down hard at the depth, the wise eagles now immediately understood, where the other lost eagles had gone. It appeared that the wise eagles had been sent to look for lost eagles. They did not know where many of their eagles had disappeared to, without a trace. The moment the crows leaned forward to point towards the ‘depth of the black oil’, the wise eagles immediately knew where to look for their lost ones. They took the gold handbags they were perched on, and hit the crows hard on their heads. The gold handbags as I was allowed to see, when they opened up, were not ordinary handbags, each held only a bible within, nothing else.
There was a spectacular fight, and the wise eagles, as they held out their handbags, I saw that the gold bags grew to an amazing size, and could kill a multitude of crows at a time. Many crows had now arrived in the skies, to help their own. The wise eagles, were outnumbered. But the handbags were so huge now, they knocked the crows down hard, hitting them on their heads. The crows fell to the ground, in the places, where they had sent the lost eagles.
Some eagles, went directly for the jugular, and killed the crows with their beaks. Within the vision I wondered if whilst most wise eagles killed the crows with their gold handbags, why these few others had gone for the jugular.Having killed/injured the crows, the wise eagles flew around the chemical plant in search of the lost eagles. They found the lost ones, buried in mud and black oil, as they brought them out of these places, to their amazement they realized that buried even way further deep in the oily mud, were more lost eagles, who had disappeared ages ago, even before the time these wise ones became wise and eagles. They had not known about them. They had come looking only for lost eagles, they knew about.
This discovery was a great surprise to them.
The eagles carried these multitudes of lost eagles that looked dirty, dead and lifeless, to the Lord. These lost ones were placed under the waterfall and white eagles gently watched over them.
The lost eagles were a pathetic sight. The black oil and mud had rendered them powerless, and they really looked and seemed dead. The waterfall washed away their filth. The lost/dead eagles were neither lost nor dead anymore. They were ALIVE, THEY WERE BREATHING, AND THEY LOOKED SO CLEAN! The wise eagles too washed under the waterfall and those who’d gone for the jugular, had also their mouths washed in the waterfall. The wise eagles who had fought with handbags, did not have their mouths washed, only their bodies.
Oh! The joyful sounds of rejoicing were heard. Such great extent of rejoicing as I have never seen or heard before! The white eagles were rejoicing, celebrating. The now-alive eagles looked rather small in size. But I understood that they would be given work and that they would one day grow to the size of the wise eagles. The wise eagles were standing together, watching the joy, seemingly, for less than a fraction of a second, feeling almost ignored in all the celebration.
They heard this great sound of celebration, and then I saw them in two’s facing each other, looking at each other directly in the eye, and for less than that fraction of a split second they had been only watching silently, but now suddenly turning to each other, wings to wings they clapped, and nodding their heads to each other, they said rejoicing aloud, “We are not as the prodigal’s brother”. They rejoiced with a mighty rejoicing, and now fully partook in the joyous celebration.
Jeremiah 1:12: Then said the Lord unto me, Thou hast well seen: for I will hasten my word to perform it.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: OBEDIENT EAGLES FLY TO RICH GREEN PASTURES!
24th March 2007
I saw a ground, which though it never ever was luscious, but did at some stage in the past, have just enough to feed on, as long as one could discern what to eat. But now, the end of the season had come and the enemy spies, entered the ground and by night placed green synthetic carpet lawns. This was a ground where many eagles fed the young. The enemy spies took some tufts of real grass and planted it discreetly near the synthetic lawn carpets. Many unclean creatures were brought into the ground, so that those young ones the eagles fed, would not leave with the eagles, who would surely now go in search of a place of plenty.
The eagles had told the young ones that it would soon be time to migrate. Many of the young ones, knowing but not understanding anything of times and seasons, glanced at this barren ground now covered with a ‘life-like’ mixture, and rejoiced, clapped their hands and jumped for joy, on seeing the ‘implants’ of the enemy spies. They faintly saw the movement of the creatures and repeatedly said aloud, “There’s life here, There’s life here! I am a witness to it; I am a witness to it”.
There were those among the young ones who didn’t see the reason to move. The obedient eagles, informed them that they had received instructions to migrate. The young ones had been well-fed and well-looked after. The eagles had obeyed instructions and had not delayed in bringing them fresh food. The eagles instructed them to wean away from this now arid ground, which only they could see with their vision, but many of the young ones, thought the eagles too bossy. “Who are you to tell us what to do? Who appointed you over us?
Within the vision, I was reminded of Jeremiah 8:7-9
Jeremiah 8:7-9 (King James Version)
7Yea, the stork in the heaven knoweth her appointed times; and the turtle and the crane and the swallow observe the time of their coming; but my people know not the judgment of the LORD. 8How do ye say, We are wise, and the law of the LORD is with us? Lo, certainly in vain made he it; the pen of the scribes is in vain. 9The wise men are ashamed, they are dismayed and taken: lo, they have rejected the word of the LORD; and what wisdom is in them?
The obedient eagles looked up to the skies and knew that an immediate migration from these now barren/mixed pasture grounds was impending.
“Ahead are green pastures, and cool waters,” the obedient eagles urged the protestors. But there were those who in the night had been instigated by the spies and parrot-like repeated the words whispered to them by the enemy, “We’re old enough to find our own way. Do you want us to come with you so that you can lord it over us? Here we are free. We have no masters. Besides, we are a democratic people. We can choose for ourselves.”
“Nations have democracy, but we are of the Kingdom “, said the eagles, and after what looked like an abrupt end of conversation, they flew off as they saw a Hand, beckoning them up, immediately. The time to ask if any wished to migrate to greener pastures was over.
The obedient eagles, without a second glance back, just flew off. The eagles had throughout, had their eyes sky-ward, refusing to be distracted.
Some young ones, though did not rebel. They also looked sky-ward and started walking in the direction that the eagles flew. The others laughed, “Go do what you like, we’ll find the green pastures by ourselves.”
It was strange, there were some there, who once were of clear-mind but now became corrupt. They were loathe to leave the crowd, they loved to converse with them.
And then there were those who once were sly and devious, who began to quietly ponder on all that the obedient eagles were saying, and had decided to migrate to these green pastures, that the obedient eagles had told them about.
The obedient eagles cared not if any were following. They knew that they knew that the ground they left behind was a thing of the past and now dangerous to stay upon. They had received Orders to migrate, and migrate they must.
The obedient eagles flew smoothly, without fuss or noise, following the contours of the wind. As they did so a vast Shadow of Eagle’s Wings, cast upon the land beneath, where the people walked, and caused the land over wheresoever the obedient eagles flew to become rich, luscious, and green. There were streams of delicious cool waters beneath. Those that followed the Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings, had great places to rest. The eagles flew only under this Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings.
No matter where the obedient eagles flew, the Shadow of the Large Eagle’s Wings fell on the land that was beneath them, and the land was always, green, luscious, rich and fruitful. The water looked very clear, rich and tasty. Wherever the people moved, it was always higher and higher, and there was always life and growth and tranquil waters. They carried nothing, but all that was good and wholesome for them was provided wherever they went, under the Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings.
By no means did it appear that the walk of the people was easy. In their constant moving upwards, to the Mountain, there were challenges, but these were welcomed. There were times of great weariness and fatigue, but there was a certain extravagance in all the provisions, awaiting them, throughout. They could rest, be refreshed and move on. The grass was so deep and green; the water was crystal clear and rich. The places they passed were green and greener, rich and richer, deep and deeper, in all the depth that I saw. The Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings encompassed all this land beneath.
Nothing was barren or arid, under the Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings.
The young ones who had remained on the barren ground, full of mixture, also walked, but they went the other route, just at the same time that the obedient eagles’ flight had begun into the rich green and luscious, the young ones’ journey landed them into the desert. There the vultures came and troubled them aplenty. They’d scratch them and even tried to gouge out their eyes, and pecked them violently on their heads. The desert was hot and arid. No water anywhere, not a green twig to be seen. Just dry hot sand. They walked without an end in sight.
‘How long? They cried, “How long?”
“Till you come to the exit”, came the Reply.
For those in the desert:
Jeremiah 23:18-24
18For who hath stood in the counsel of the LORD, and hath perceived and heard his word? who hath marked his word, and heard it?
19Behold, a whirlwind of the LORD is gone forth in fury, even a grievous whirlwind: it shall fall grievously upon the head of the wicked.
20The anger of the LORD shall not return, until he have executed, and till he have performed the thoughts of his heart: in the latter days ye shall consider it perfectly.
21I have not sent these prophets, yet they ran: I have not spoken to them, yet they prophesied.
22But if they had stood in my counsel, and had caused my people to hear my words, then they should have turned them from their evil way, and from the evil of their doings.
23Am I a God at hand, saith the LORD, and not a God afar off?
24Can any hide himself in secret places that I shall not see him? saith the LORD. Do not I fill heaven and earth? saith the LORD.
For those under the Shadow of the Eagle’s Wings:
Jeremiah 23:3-6
3And I will gather the remnant of my flock out of all countries whither I have driven them, and will bring them again to their folds; and they shall be fruitful and increase.
4And I will set up shepherds over them which shall feed them: and they shall fear no more, nor be dismayed, neither shall they be lacking, saith the LORD.
5Behold, the days come, saith the LORD, that I will raise unto David a righteous Branch, and a King shall reign and prosper, and shall execute judgment and justice in the earth.
6In his days Judah shall be saved, and Israel shall dwell safely: and this is his name whereby he shall be called, THE LORD OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS.
Jeremiah 17:7-8 (King James Version)
7Blessed is the man that trusteth in the LORD, and whose hope the LORD is.
8For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreadeth out her roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh, but her leaf shall be green; and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: SPEAK CHAIN-ESE?
THEN EXPECT A LETTER BOMB!
26.3.07
The same army soldiers that I saw in the vision: White Eagles: The Medics In Ancient Warfield, were now, in this present vision, seated before the Lord and were asking many questions.
“Lord, there are crystal aircrafts speedily dropping letter bombs, in Chain-land, Lord, did You Send them? Because we did not know that You had an air force.”
They placed before the Lord, two different letters.
The Lord Asked them, “Who Am I to you?”
“Our Commander-in-Chief”, they all replied.
The Lord then opened their eyes to see what was happening in Chain-Land.
Crystal planes, with no engines or motors, were being carried by White Eagles and from the skies the crystal planes dropped letter bombs. Bombs were exploding and causing much turmoil, down below. Many were sleepless and had terrifying dreams. Under their pillows were the two letters such as the ones the soldiers had placed before the Lord. One was written in the ‘chainese’ language, the other in an unknown Language.
CHAIN-LAND
All in Chain-Land, were called chainites, they spoke in chainese, and reasoned in chainese, and understood everything they ever knew in chainese.
Chain-Land was a vast empire.
On every street corner, were large hoardings with very attractive neon lights, all read just one message, “IGNORANCE IS BLISS”. The letterings were written in fancy fonts and decorated in varied gold / silver colored sparkling letters. All their messages, books, knowledge was always clothed with chains. The message was always the same throughout Chain-Land. “IGNORANCE IS BLISS.”
This message was most pleasing to all in the land, even to the minority group, called the Achanites who dwelt there. These Achanites could be recognized by the varied glamorous looking chains they wore. The high officials of Chain-Land, told them, “We know that you are a special people, and so that our permanent citizens may know you better we have chained you in these beautiful chains. Many permanent citizens gladly came to their gatherings, because the songs they sang were such fun. The lyrics were easy to follow, the beat was rock and roll.
“Gimme, Gimme Gimme Gimme,
Gimme this, Gimme that, AND that that that
Make me rich, make me fat, make me fat fat fat.”
And all meetings ended with the Chain-Land’s national anthem, “ Ignorance is bliss”.
It sounded rather doleful.
“Seek not, lest you find, go not into the deep,
O Foolish sheep, O foolish sheep,
Seek not, search not, weep not, just kiss
For the key to real freedom is…….. ignorance is bliss.”
This is how the Achanites had lived, until the arrival of the two letters. One said one thing, in a language they understood, but the other Letter the Achanites could not read, for it was written in a Language that was strange to them. The older among them vaguely recalled seeing this unknown Language before. Many in Chain-Land had also received these letters and they came to the Achanites seeking a translation of the letter they could not read.
None could help them.
The Achanites continued singing their rock and roll ’Gimme Gimme’ song and the national anthem, hoping that by much loud singing, the Letter written in the unknown Language would vanish. They tried hard to blow away this Letter, they danced around it, they put it in the fire but nothing nothing nothing could make the Letter go away.
It was always there under their pillow, causing them terror in their sleep.
Unable to bear this any more, the Achanites went to their leaders, those ‘pioneers’ who had brought them into Chain-Land.
‘What language is this that we ought to be able to read?”
The old leaders were sitting, rocking in their chairs out on their porches. Their eyes were dimmed by cataract, their hearing was dull and they had all lost their teeth.
“Hmm……….let’s see”. But they couldn’t really see, rather the more they strained their eyes to read, the more terrifying the Letter looked. Each alphabet to them looked like it had a fierce face.
Many just threw the Letter away, saying, “This letter just proves that the enemy wants us to give up our allegiance to our national language chainese. Anything that is not written in chainese just discard it, and always remember, IGNORANCE IS BLISS. Go now, sleep and rest”.
No matter how hard the Achanites tried to rest and sleep, they continued to be terrified on their beds.
‘What manner of Letter is this that allows us no sleep and rest?” the recipients of the Letter wondered. They changed the sheets and put on satin smooth covers on their beds, and yet sleep eluded them. They continued to be terrified. They sang their songs hoping that sleep would come.
Frustrated and weary from sleeplessness and fatigue, they went again to their leaders who were rocking in their rocking chairs, so as to get help in reading the Letter.
They all sat on the ground, before them awaiting the reading of the Letter. There was an awkward silence. None of the leaders could read this Letter. One among the leaders whispered, “ I think we Achanites used to speak this Language before we came to Chain-Land, of course that was before the separation, we weren’t called Achanites back then”.
One youngster raised his hand and asked, “How did we get our name “The Achanites?”
The moment that question was asked, a few among the pioneer leaders broke down and wept
None rushed to console them as they were all now waiting to hear how they got their name. “Please answer us”, they said.
One leader stood up, he was now filled with a new vigor. He looked old and decrepit no more.
“A long, long time ago, we had fought a good war, and won. In the pile of plunder was a map and travel brochure to Chain-Land. It displayed weapons made of gold, silver and shiny materials. We no more wanted to fight with invisible weapons, we wanted tangible weapons, weapons purchased with money, that would impress the enemy. Whilst the other soldiers moved on with their invisible weapons, warning us not to go ‘a-wandering,’ we chose to follow the map to Chain-Land, and here we have dwelt ever since. We spoke this Language of the Letter way back then.”
“Then why did you not teach us the Language or show us the way to the School where it was taught?” asked another youngster.
“The chainites are masters of communication”, the leaders replied. “To win the hearts of these chainites, and to quicken our work, we decided not to offend them with our Language, but rather to learn this local language, instead. The more we learnt chainese, the more we forgot this Language. We are deeply sorry that we did not correctly pass on what we knew way back then, our memories went blank, and now this Letter……… ”.
There was now a peaceful silence. Each looked at the Letter, with new understanding. The letter in chainese had a very impressive seal on it, and it gave the name and address of the airport authorities. The other Letter, as they focused their eyes to read, had a Seal imbedded in the Letter.
They could only read this part of the Letter.
SEEK AND YOU SHALL FIND.
COME TO THE SECRET PLACE.
Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever.
Below was Signed: I am Alpha and Omega
“Where then is this secret place? Will you show us?” the people asked. The entire Letter it appeared could only be read in the secret place.
In the meanwhile, the Language was offending many in Chain-Land.
Whilst some leaders were most offended by the Language in the Letter, and protested that none should leave, saying “This is a hard Language to understand, let’s examine our chainese version commentaries”, if it’s not mentioned here, or we can’t figure it out by ourselves, then just ignore the Letter”.
But there were those who said, “Yes, it is a hard Language to understand. It is hard, so that you may seek Him, Whose Language this is. It is He Who will explain what’s written here. He will Lead you to the secret place, not us, we have done enough harm already by bringing you here. We were servants but became masters.”
There were those who chose to believe the letter written in chainese, these said, “Our call has come, we must go”, and off they went to the airport, with their shiny chains dragging behind them.
White Eagles filled the sky and the people, who now were beginning to recognize the Language of the Letter, were led to the secret place. There their eyes were opened, and all chains were broken. All things that identified them as Achanites and Chainites fell away from them. They washed in the Waterfall and their eyes and ears opened. The Water fell on the Letter they had tucked in their belts, and suddenly all could read. Their memories were now blessed. Their hearts were engraved, with the Message in the Letter, just as the hearts of the soldiers who had been sitting before the Lord.
“Are these new recruits?” asked the general and his soldiers who sat before the Lord.
“No,” Said the Lord, “These were absconders, but are now my soldiers who have returned to active duty”.
“ How will we know who is reading which letter?”
“The ones who on reading, will rush to the airport. These are not Mine. Those who are Mine come to Me, to learn from Me”.
Hosea 2:14-17 (King James Version) 14Therefore, behold, I will allure her, and bring her into the wilderness, and speak comfortably unto her. 15And I will give her her vineyards from thence, and the valley of Achor for a door of hope: and she shall sing there, as in the days of her youth, and as in the day when she came up out of the land of Egypt. 16And it shall be at that day, saith the LORD, that thou shalt call me Ishi; and shalt call me no more Baali. 17For I will take away the names of Baalim out of her mouth, and they shall no more be remembered by their name.
Ezekiel 33:32-33 (King James Version)
32And, lo, thou art unto them as a very lovely song of one that hath a pleasant voice, and can play well on an instrument: for they hear thy words, but they do them not. 33And when this cometh to pass, (lo, it will come,) then shall they know that a prophet hath been among them.
Jeremiah 7:1-7 (King James Version)
1The word that came to Jeremiah from the LORD, saying, 2Stand in the gate of the LORD's house, and proclaim there this word, and say, Hear the word of the LORD, all ye of Judah, that enter in at these gates to worship the LORD. 3Thus saith the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel, Amend your ways and your doings, and I will cause you to dwell in this place. 4Trust ye not in lying words, saying, The temple of the LORD, The temple of the LORD, The temple of the LORD, are these. 5For if ye throughly amend your ways and your doings; if ye throughly execute judgment between a man and his neighbour; 6If ye oppress not the stranger, the fatherless, and the widow, and shed not innocent blood in this place, neither walk after other gods to your hurt:
7Then will I cause you to dwell in this place, in the land that I gave to your fathers, for ever and ever.
Matthew 10:39-42 (King James Version)
39He that findeth his life shall lose it: and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it. 40He that receiveth you receiveth me, and he that receiveth me receiveth him that sent me. 41He that receiveth a prophet in the name of a prophet shall receive a prophet's reward; and he that receiveth a righteous man in the name of a righteous man shall receive a righteous man's reward.
42And whosoever shall give to drink unto one of these little ones a cup of cold water only in the name of a disciple, verily I say unto you, he shall in no wise lose his reward.
Psalm 119:165 (King James Version) 165Great peace have they which love thy law: and nothing shall offend them.
Matthew 11:6 (King James Version)
6And blessed is he, whosoever shall not be offended in me.
Swarna Jha
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VISION: EAGLES! INSPECTION DAY!
21.3.07
I saw this vision a few days ago. As it keeps recurring, I feel led to share it here.
I saw, up above, a Large Crystal Eagle, that had a long row of what looked like large precious diamonds/crystals, in each of it’s Wings. This Crystal Eagle covered the expanse of all that was before me and beyond. I understood as the vision unfolded that this Crystal Eagle picked up the faintest light on earth and sent via these diamonds/crystals, more light back multiplied many fold. I also saw that at Will, this Large Crystal Eagle would suddenly pick a dark area on the earth and flood it with brilliant Light. Equally if little lights were dangerously wavering, when inspite of having been given time to improve, they ought not to have been, either so little or wavering, the Large Crystal Eagle, could take away even the little light they had and plunge the place in darkness.
The Crystal Eagle with it’s Wings Spread wide, was Watching all that transpiring.
I saw, on earth, four crystal eagles first lined up in the east, and then they flew each to their position, in the four corners of the earth. They too had similar wings to the Large Crystal Eagle, but were much less than a speck in size. But looking at them from earth, they looked large. They silently watched all that was occurring. Who were they? I wondered in the vision. I was then reminded of the Word from Zechariah 1: 18-20, about the four skilled craftsmen.
There was great silence. It was the time for all eagles to read the silence.
Noiselessly, a multitude of varied eagles appeared in the skies.
Eight bejeweled eagles, with large rounded wings, covered the expanse. I understood that these eagles once had pock-marks, all over, but as they flew higher and higher and soared, to their maximum, they became bejeweled, and their wings more rounded.
It seemed that only the bejeweled eagles knew of the crystal eagles and where each was positioned. They, like the crystal eagles, could tell, by just seeing the texture and color of other eagles’ wings, where they’d been flying. They could even assess their weight and the load weight of treasures that these eagles carried, and the type of current message. The crystal eagles could do this immediately. The bejeweled eagles could accomplish the same task, ‘quickly’, but not immediately.
Below them were tiers and tiers of varied types of eagles. The hues, colors and textures, size, weight, of the eagles changed with the nature of function/s they performed. There were ever changing colors / weight, which the eagles took on, depending on the seriousness or lightness of the message entrusted to them by the Large Crystal Eagle.
Their true colors could only be seen, when they were simply basking in the air and light, awaiting a message, from The Large Crystal Eagle.
The top row was multi-colored eagles. These were the Inspectors. They had excellent vision and could see the minutest detail of the condition of eagles even from such great height. They not only inspected the condition of the eagles, down below, but also the buildings and the lay of the land. But this they could see only when the Large Crystal Eagle commissioned them to conduct the Inspection, at any particular moment in time. Only the bejeweled and four crystal eagles were equipped to see the condition of the eagles at any time. Their function was to see what the Large Crystal Eagle Saw even when it was not Inspection Time. A unique skill that the crystal eagles had was that they , if called to do so, were used to standing still and waiting, in the place appointed to them, even for what seemed like excruciating long times. The bejeweled eagles when called to wait hovered under the Light and Air, emanating from the Large Crystal Eagle. Their jewels were precious and could only be best preserved and displayed in this way.
Below the multi-colored eagles, in a multitude of tiers, reaching way below, were varied types of eagles. I saw one type of eagle which had, on each wing, what looked like a blade we see on ceiling fans. With these blades under their wings, these eagles could stir a storm if need be.
The lowest tier in the south was no tier at all. It was so disorderly. The ordinary brown eagles weren’t even flying seriously. Their feathers were rough and unkempt. Their brown color was more like an earth mud brown. They looked scattered. Many were perched on branches. Above them were gray and white eagles with brown speckles. The brown eagles were cackling. They were the ‘eaglets’, who had no desire to change by soaring. In fact, they did not know about the wonderful effects of soaring. They did not know that one part of the Inspection tour of the multi-colored eagles initiated by the Large Crystal Eagle, dealt with an assignment titled “Operation Fade-Out”. All those found sorely inept and lacking in obedience and discipline, and unwilling to change, were to be ‘faded out’ and replaced.
The brown eagles down below were totally unaware that an inspection of eagles was underway. They had not learnt in all their time as eagles, how to read the silence. Oblivious, they carried on in any activity that caught their fancy. Suddenly, they heard a voice coming from one who was standing in a dusty barren place, down below. The man was beckoning to the brown eagles, “Hey you! Come down!
Flattered, many eagles immediately left the skies, and descended upon the ground. They had never been so obedient even to the call of the eagles above them, but showed great submission to the man. This man wanted them to model on stage. Overwhelmed, they twirled, and spread wide their wings to all the spectators.
There were enemy spies in the sky. These were the watchman of the enemy, who diligently waited for any eagle to drop height. That then brought eagles into their jurisdiction.
The brown eagles had dropped height.
Now I heard the increasing and incessant cackling of these brown eagles. It was noisy.
The eagles spread their wings and down fell many pearls, the ground was littered with pearls.
The spectators were treading on these pearls and skating on them, laughing, giggling, and then much later mocking.
The enemy spies, lured the eagles individually into studios and asked the brown eagles to ‘expose’ for them. The brown eagles, were flattered with all this attention, as no other eagles, that flew above them ever gave them any. They now started getting feelings they’d never had before. They never knew that being an eagle was considered by so many as glamorous.
The enemy spies, who when they were visible, looked like owls, were gleefully watching all that transpired. The photographs they took, gave them an indication, as to what and where the eagles’ treasures lay. This helped them to rob and steal from the eagles, and kill them, when it suited them.
As the brown eagles, spread their wings wide, like Can-Can girls, and stood tip toe, and posed coyly, the enemy ‘ cameraman ‘ took a picture. The flash light off the camera hit hard the wings of the brown eagles, and the treasures which were stored in the lower quarter portion of their wings, became motionless. This strange light had a devastating effect on the eagles, as their entire wings now became ineffective, and stiff. Some could just barely walk. Others remained stuck in a ‘frozen pose’.
After a while of modeling, the eagles lost their novelty-value, in the eyes of the spectators. The man, who had ordered them down from the skies, now said to them, “you are servants, right? Well then serve us.” But this was a different type of service that they were inducted into. I saw the eagles that could barely walk, in drive-in kind of cafes serving alongside parrot waiters.
The parrots would go and hear the eagles individually, and repeat loudly what they had heard, to others. Many believed that parrots spoke an original message. The eagles were unaware that this was happening. The brown ‘eaglets’ did not know the source of the parrots’ knowledge. Soon, these eagles were disillusioned, “What’s the use of being an eagle, if even parrots know and say the same as us”. Soon there was an air of gross disillusionment and dissatisfaction. Brown eagles were now having a lot of ‘feelings’ they’d never had before.
The gray and white eagles, with brown speckles, looked aghast at what was going on.
From high up above, beginning in the west, the multi-colored eagles were quietly surveying the state of all eagles, and everything they saw appeared as pictures, on the open skies. The multi-colored eagles, had seen sores under the wings of some eagles ( not the brown eagles, but others) .Every section in the sky-display showed the condition of the eagles, next below was listed the nature of their sickness, and at the bottom, the cure. Other columns similarly, dealt with buildings and the lay of the land. The four crystal eagles quietly monitored all that appeared on the sky screen. Where there was error, if any, or lack of clarification they would swoop on the display, and cover it ever so gently with corrections, clarification. This part was gently and most graciously covered with a thin white cloud, so it looked more highlighted, than erased or overwritten.
Down below, many brown eagles fell off the edge of where they were standing, and some went into deep drunken sleep. When the gray and white eagles, with brown speckles, with great urgency, tried to wake them up, blurry eyed, these brown eagles would say, “hey let me sleep, don’t you know last night was a Saturday night, a party night.”
The eagles supervising them now realized that many such eagles, those sleeping and those with stiff wings ( who fell off the edge, as they stood in that position for a long time ), were incapable of flying. They quickly reported it above, they did not want to stay gray and white with brown speckles eagles. They wanted to soar.
It appeared that the higher the eagles soared their colors and wing textures and shape changed. If any were speckled, the higher they flew, the air and light, dealt with all such lacks and weaknesses, in the appearance of the eagles. This was promotion for eagles.
The nature of the function and message entrusted to eagles, had a definite effect on their hues /weight and overall appearance.
The converse was also true, as the eagles dropped height, colors, textures, and weights changed, and again the original flaws would show, but would be worse than at their beginning. This was demotion for eagles, which would culminate in suspension of service, if eagles changed not.
In fact the crystal eagles and the bejeweled eagles from the hues, appearance and weight, could tell if the eagles were promoted or demoted ones. They could tell from a long way off what type of message The Large Crystal Eagle had entrusted them with. All these skills helped the senior eagles to function smoothly, and ensure that the eagle messengers did their job. The messages that were incompletely conveyed or failed to be conveyed, by other eagles, were conveyed by the bejeweled eagles, and if the bejeweled were unable to complete the task, the crystal eagles would do it. So it appeared that no message remained undelivered, and no work remained undone.
There was always constant change taking place high up in the skies, and only those who soared very high, constantly watching, understood the flowing changes, depicted.
Sadly, the brown eagles, even when they had flown, never knew this, and what they knew, they forgot. They were unaware that high up above were those who once were ordinary brown eagles, but because they chose to fly high, their color and texture became so deep and in the light, the edge of their feathers looked like a shade of burgundy. These ‘brown eaglets’, had been given just one instruction, do not talk to strangers. Had they obeyed they would have immediately in the next level of their training, understood what learning to read the silence meant, and would have been prepared for the Inspection.
But now, many had their service suspended, and new eagles replaced them. You see, the eagles who flew above the level of the brown eagles, all broadly knew that the Lord had ordained that there always be a specified number of soaring eagles in the sky, at any given time. The crystal eagles had been instructed, by the Large Crystal Eagle what that number should be, and they would report the need to the Large Crystal Eagle, and the skies were immediately replenished.
Learning from the experience of the brown eagles, who like Hezekiah immaturely and boastfully exposed all his treasures to the envoys from Babylon, ( 2 Kings 12-16) , a request was sent by the four crystal eagles that the lower quarter of the wings of the eagles that carried their personal treasures, which was as food to them in long arduous journeys, be made invisible, so none could see, and the enemy could not have access to it. This was granted. But this invisibility occurred only when the eagles soared at great heights.
The treasures were always meant to be shared/shown in wisdom, to only those to whom The Large Crystal Eagle directed. And at no time were all the treasures eagles were given, ever meant to be displayed to all or exhibited in museums. Whatever was to be shown, even to those authorized to see, had to be done in a flash and not in intricate detail. At no time were eagles to be found treasure-less. Those who had more could show more, and yet have enough for them, but those who had less, had nothing for their own strengthening, if they displayed all. As all they had were shallow reserves. Hence, eagles were always encouraged to soar high, to amass greater treasures, so that they had enough for others and themselves.
These brown eagles, who were making a spectacle of themselves, it seemed had lost their discernment, by their unwise choices.
As they soared new heights, all eagles would find changes in their entire body and structure, but if they lost height, everything would unravel, and they would in effect like driving in reverse, be returned to their old colors, textures, and ways, but this time it would be worse for them, as what they had initially, came from immaturity and inexperience, but now that they chose to willfully go into ‘reverse gear’, they would be judged differently.
In what condition will you eagles be found at the Inspection? Posing nude for the envoys from Babylon, or repenting and soaring high, seeking to be changed into godly rich colors, textures, and weight?
SOAR EAGLES, SOAR.
Jeremiah 31:32-40 (New International Version)
32 It will not be like the covenant I made with their forefathers when I took them by the hand to lead them out of Egypt, because they broke my covenant, though I was a husband to them, " declares the LORD. 33 "This is the covenant I will make with the house of Israel
after that time," declares the LORD. “I will put my law in their minds and write it on their hearts. I will be their God, and they will be my people. 34 No longer will a man teach his neighbor, or a man his brother, saying, 'Know the LORD,' because they will all know me, from the least of them to the greatest," declares the LORD. "For I will forgive their wickedness and will remember their sins no more." 35 This is what the LORD says, he who appoints the sun to shine by day, who decrees the moon and stars to shine by night, who stirs up the sea so that its waves roar— the LORD Almighty is his name: 36 "Only if these decrees vanish from my sight," declares the LORD, "will the descendants of Israel ever cease to be a nation before me." 37 This is what the LORD says: "Only if the heavens above can be measured and the foundations of the earth below be searched out will I reject all the descendants of Israel because of all they have done," declares the LORD.
38 "The days are coming," declares the LORD, "when this city will be rebuilt for me from the Tower of Hananel to the Corner Gate. 39 The measuring line will stretch from there straight to the hill of Gareb and then turn to Goah. 40 The whole valley where dead bodies and ashes are thrown, and all the terraces out to the Kidron Valley on the east as far as the corner of the Horse Gate, will be holy to the LORD. The city will never again be uprooted or demolished."
Jeremiah 32:27 (New International Version)
27 "I am the LORD, the God of all mankind. Is anything too hard for me?
Swarna Jha
Bombay-India
VISION: THE ADVENTURES OF SPECKLED SHEEP
VISION 1
In the early 1990’s or so I saw several visions regarding this particular sheep. I saw these visions in Bombay-India.I’d like to share a couple of them here.VISION 1I saw a Divine Hand, that filled the earth and on the Palm of His Hand, right in the centre was a sheep. I could see that the sheep was young.
The Divine Hand, released the sheep on the earth and I saw that it was speckled.
It was released in North Wales, U.K., where I used to live, and I saw the speckled sheep through my front bedroom window, across in my neighbor’s field.
There were many fully grown sheep there, all white, and to my amazement, instead of following the fully grown sheep, this speckled sheep was leading them.Though very sick, the sheep stood listening attentively, I heard the speckled sheep say:‘You must vomit. Not everything you eat is clean. Each must drink from his own cistern.’
When they heard this, they looked down sheepishly.These other sheep had tufts of grass in their mouths; they had been eating grass that made them sick. The older sheep did, as told, and were healed.
Then the speckled sheep taught them, to dig, with their hind feet and soon everyone found clean drinking water from these circular pools they dug up. And all drank from their own pool that they had dug up with their hind feet.
The water was ever fresh, and as the vision closed, I saw that theywere not sick again. All looked a healthy weight.
VISION TWO
Again in those years, I saw this vision.In this vision, everywhere I looked from the bedroom window of my home, where I used to live, in North Wales, I saw the fields frozen.
As I walked to the east wall, of my home, I saw sheep frozen stiff, on the other side of the fence. Lifeless.
One young sheep was frozen on the barbed wire fence.
The speckled sheep cut loose the sheep and there was an immediate sudden thaw. All the sheep looked sheepishly at the speckled sheep, who asked them, why they had frozen in this way.The sheep replied, that as they were busy grazing, they heard the sounds of loud music, dancing, partying.
They felt left out, the grass on the other side looked much greener, so they jumped the fence, but to their dismay, the freeze set in and there they were out in the cold.
The speckled sheep chided them, “The grass is not greener on the other side of the fence. It is greener where you are”Now all around had thawed and the sheep had all defrosted. They now loved the grass that was before them. It was green, luscious, and healthy.
They never after that looked over the fence to the other side. They knew that the grass there was not greener than what they had.In the months/years that followed I saw visions of several such missions of the speckled sheep.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
4 comments:
You prophesy entirely in riddles -- at least in so far as the number of visions I have read (maybe a tenth of all that are on your blog). Without intending a comment on my part one way or the other on any of them, for I have appreciated what you have said about false prophets in America, have any of your visions come to anything in any clear way that can be verified? Or is it just endless riddle after riddle. How should we judge whether or not you are true prophet yourself, even though what you say about false prophets is certainly true?
Dear David,
Thanks for your question. I was googling to find an e-mail address so I could write to you at length, as well as hopefully learn from you.
The question you asked me, I have asked the Lord the same question, innumerable times.
Not in anyway evading your question David, I post the visions in what I believe to be obedience to God.
I have been seeing visions since almost the time that I was born-again, in 1989. In all those years, I never shared them in public, but only shared them very rarely with a few close friends/a couple of leaders.
2006, an American ‘prophet’ came to India, to teach.
I was disturbed and sick to the core of my being hearing all that he shared.
Simultaneously at that time, for some time, several ‘riddle’ visions, that I had seen 11-12 years ago started to make sense to me.
Around March 2006 or so, I started to pen and publish all that, I believe the Lord was Showing/Telling me/ nudging me to post on American forums.
All the visions I have ever posted are on the blog. I was thrilled to place them there, so that the discerning could ‘catch me’, correct me, admonish me, whatsoever the Lord led them to do as regards all I have posted.
I am a practicing lawyer in Bombay, and have continuously been praying that God, if I was wrong/deluded/presumptuous, would raise prophets to challenge biblically all that I have written and call me on the error, so that I could repent/ before God, and on the public forum to all,make amends, and return fully to the law practice, never again to ‘dabble in the prophetic’. Seeking and hoping fervently that the Lord would forgive me, for this sin.
I beg you as a brother in Christ to please expose any/all biblical errors, in what I have shared in any of the visions/posts. It is our Christian duty to warn/alert, our brothers and sisters of deception. I believe it is the Lord who Shows me visions, but should you discern the contrary, from the Lord, expose it by all means. Do it as publicly as you are led, but your question, truthfully, David, I know not how to answer.
Love and blessings
Swarna Jha
Regarding David Haggith;s comments:
While I whole-heartedly commend not accepting things at face value and asking questions...
Jesus disciples asked him why he spoke in parables.
Daniel had a dream so disturbing and incredible that he didn't bathe or eat much food for three weeks.
The apostle John saw a series of events that defied comnprehension and are filled with symbolism.
God has used dreams and visions and elements in prophecy like them for a long time.
I guess--in my opinion--you might as well also ask God if He uses means such as this and ask an explanation of why before using it as a criteria to "judge prophesy".
In regards to Swarna's "multi-colored eagle", to me it is not confusing at all. I can readily see something it may apply to and for me, if I were to see the scenario that comes to mind come to pass, it would bear witness to its authenticity.
Jesus said His words were "For those who had ears to hear."
At age 73, someone could question my ability to say anything. But I have to disagree with you David. Paul, the apostle, spoke of seeing through a glass "darkly" and also in 1Co 2:7 "..we speak the wisdom of God in a mystery, even the hidden wisdom, which God ordained before the world". Let's be kind to our sister, whom I believe is sincere in wanting to serve God in sharing with the body of Christ the things she sees in her visions for the benefit of all. I have no problem with understanding what she is saying...the ones that I do not yet understand, I leave to God to reveal them to me. We are given the right to judge prophecies, but in so doing, we are also to pray for interpretations, as none are of any "private interpretation". The truth only comes from God Himself.
Her answer to you was very humble and understanding. I know of true prophets that have given up saying anything and hiding away their gift of God (to the detriment of the body of Christ) simply because of the constant bombardment of skeptics and critics. Thank God that they weather the storms and continue in obedience...
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