VISION: FOOTBALL EAGLES
29th June 2006
I saw a disused Railway line.
Eagles, were wrapped up as balls, and covered with false wings, and they were kicked around. Urchins stood watching this. These eagles had gone bald, due to being trapped in their respective footballs.
This apparently had been going on since the last century.
I asked the Lord why He had not intervened. He Said, “ They chose to be footballs.”
Over the years, these eagles bred in ‘ football captivity’.
Suddenly many sky-size mirrors appeared, all around. The young eagles saw their reflections, and were horrified to see themselves, as footballs. They broke out of the balls and many confronted the men who had kicked them in the air.
They boldly declared,” We are eagles, we can fly up, we don’t have to be ‘kicked up.’"
Hearing their boldness, other eagles fearlessly revealed themselves.
Then I saw, a white cloud and upon it sat this eagle teacher, surrounded by the other eagles.
“ Throughout history, we’ve been kicked as footballs", said the eagle teacher, to all gathered there.
White eagles were there watching and listening to all this.
Though now free, these ‘football’ eagles would have to breath the fresh air, develop their lungs, and vomit out the filthy food they had eaten.
So radical was the change, some of the eagles were near losing their mind. Though they lived in the white cloud, they still rolled around like footballs. It seemed it would take them awhile, to get orientated. They had much to unlearn.
Their training over, when released, they were given white blades (that looked a bit like the blades one sees on Ceiling fans, except these were narrower).
When these eagles flew in the sky, they had power to bring cool breeze or together create a tornado, and cause havoc. When they flew over the desert, they were careful not to blow too hard, lest they cause sand to blow in the faces of those traveling through the desert.
These eagles grew so very large and so very, very powerful.
They had been given this divine wind power, to a degree as never ever seen before.
JOHN 3:8
“The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes. So is everyone who is born of the Spirit. "
Bombay –India
Swarna Jha
Sunday, April 1, 2007
VISION: FOOTBALL EAGLES
VISION: FOOTBALL EAGLES
29th June 2006
I saw a disused Railway line.
Eagles, were wrapped up as balls, and covered with false wings, and they were kicked around. Urchins stood watching this. These eagles had gone bald, due to being trapped in their respective footballs.
This apparently had been going on since the last century.
I asked the Lord why He had not intervened. He Said, “ They chose to be footballs.”
Over the years, these eagles bred in ‘ football captivity’.
Suddenly many sky-size mirrors appeared, all around. The young eagles saw their reflections, and were horrified to see themselves, as footballs. They broke out of the balls and many confronted the men who had kicked them in the air.
They boldly declared,” We are eagles, we can fly up, we don’t have to be ‘kicked up.’"
Hearing their boldness, other eagles fearlessly revealed themselves.
Then I saw, a white cloud and upon it sat this eagle teacher, surrounded by the other eagles.
“ Throughout history, we’ve been kicked as footballs", said the eagle teacher, to all gathered there.
White eagles were there watching and listening to all this.
Though now free, these ‘football’ eagles would have to breath the fresh air, develop their lungs, and vomit out the filthy food they had eaten.
So radical was the change, some of the eagles were near losing their mind. Though they lived in the white cloud, they still rolled around like footballs. It seemed it would take them awhile, to get orientated. They had much to unlearn.
Their training over, when released, they were given white blades (that looked a bit like the blades one sees on Ceiling fans, except these were narrower).
When these eagles flew in the sky, they had power to bring cool breeze or together create a tornado, and cause havoc. When they flew over the desert, they were careful not to blow too hard, lest they cause sand to blow in the faces of those traveling through the desert.
These eagles grew so very large and so very, very powerful.
They had been given this divine wind power, to a degree as never ever seen before.
JOHN 3:8
“The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes. So is everyone who is born of the Spirit. "
Bombay –India
Swarna Jha
29th June 2006
I saw a disused Railway line.
Eagles, were wrapped up as balls, and covered with false wings, and they were kicked around. Urchins stood watching this. These eagles had gone bald, due to being trapped in their respective footballs.
This apparently had been going on since the last century.
I asked the Lord why He had not intervened. He Said, “ They chose to be footballs.”
Over the years, these eagles bred in ‘ football captivity’.
Suddenly many sky-size mirrors appeared, all around. The young eagles saw their reflections, and were horrified to see themselves, as footballs. They broke out of the balls and many confronted the men who had kicked them in the air.
They boldly declared,” We are eagles, we can fly up, we don’t have to be ‘kicked up.’"
Hearing their boldness, other eagles fearlessly revealed themselves.
Then I saw, a white cloud and upon it sat this eagle teacher, surrounded by the other eagles.
“ Throughout history, we’ve been kicked as footballs", said the eagle teacher, to all gathered there.
White eagles were there watching and listening to all this.
Though now free, these ‘football’ eagles would have to breath the fresh air, develop their lungs, and vomit out the filthy food they had eaten.
So radical was the change, some of the eagles were near losing their mind. Though they lived in the white cloud, they still rolled around like footballs. It seemed it would take them awhile, to get orientated. They had much to unlearn.
Their training over, when released, they were given white blades (that looked a bit like the blades one sees on Ceiling fans, except these were narrower).
When these eagles flew in the sky, they had power to bring cool breeze or together create a tornado, and cause havoc. When they flew over the desert, they were careful not to blow too hard, lest they cause sand to blow in the faces of those traveling through the desert.
These eagles grew so very large and so very, very powerful.
They had been given this divine wind power, to a degree as never ever seen before.
JOHN 3:8
“The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from and where it goes. So is everyone who is born of the Spirit. "
Bombay –India
Swarna Jha
VISION: SUPPLY TRAINS AND PLATFORMS
VISION: SUPPLY TRAINS AND PLATFORMS
29th June 2006
I saw a train crash, a few days prior to 29th June 2006.
I felt so frightened that I just could not continue to see the vision.
So, I was again reminded on another day, of that crash. Within the vision, I was very uncomfortable, so again, I wanted to walk away from this vision, but could not.
I was called to cross the railway lines, where there was no train traffic.
Across stood a beautiful Solid Crystal Train, totally transparent. As I approached the Train from the other side to embark, I was horrified to see that the entire length of the Train on this side was Fire.
I did not want to enter a train that was on fire, but was Told that I should get on the Train.
The Fire did me no harm whatsoever, and as I embarked on the Train, I found that I had a better view of the rail tracks, than I did, when I just stood on the tracks. To the North of where I looked, I saw trains everywhere, collapsed, lying on their side.
Again, this frightened me, and I could not continue with seeing this vision.
On the 29th of June 2006, the scene repeated before me.
This time, I saw many Supply Trains, with White Eagles, on it. These Trains were open-topped. They carried supplies of wood, coal, frankincense and supplies. White Eagles would sit over a container and oil and water would appear in abundant supply.
I was in the Crystal /Fire Train, trying to look at all this with a pair of binoculars. I was told: “ Just see it with your eyes”.
Now, the Crystal /Fire Train, was raised up in the air, and I could see all the crashed trains, clearly.
Many had crashed because of sabotage, others because they were going too fast, some because of drunken drivers, and various such reasons.
The Supply Trains with the White Eagles, would go over to the Platforms where people who had been rescued from crashed trains were placed. It had been raining, so there was much muck on the platform and on people’s shoes.
Someone on the Supply Train, sprayed the Platform and suddenly not only was the Platform clean, but so were the people. The Platform now became a large dining area, with beautiful carpets, dining tables/covers/ chairs etc.
Breakfast was served.
All these Supply Trains did the same for people on Platforms, everywhere. Where there were people on railway lines, but no platforms, then such were built.
These of course were Supply Trains providing food, cleansing, but where I wondered were the trains to carry all these passengers on their onward journey?
I then saw a Rail Yard ( It looked like the Bombay Central Rail Yard ( India) ).
Within the Yard were large, solid Crystal Trains, which were ready to make a journey, but a Train driver was being given a final few tests.
There were some T.V. type evangelists, preachers etc, trying to peer into the Yard, like journalists, looking for a scoop, to see what God was readying.
They were trespassers, peering over a high fence, so could not see when exactly the Trains would be ready to move. The Trains did move, rather suddenly, crushing down the fence and these trespasser-journalist types.
On board these Crystal Trains was Lunch, Dinner and other meals.
Many such Crystal Trains were making their way to different Platforms.
Having had their breakfast, and now not really hungry, some people on the Platforms, got bored, and went to look for faster modes of transport.
The people had been specifically told to wait on their respective Platforms, as a Train would surely come to fetch them.
When the Trains did arrive, the scene looked typical of any railway station.
Here though, the people were to get on board, without any luggage.
Many were reluctant to leave their baggage behind, but nonetheless did, and got on board the trains. But some ran to the Luggage Cart on the Platforms, piled high with dark gray and black cloth suitcases. These people wanted to extract just one thing of value from the bags, before they boarded the trains. As they got engrossed in doing that, the Trains left.
As for those who’d left the Platforms in search of faster modes of transport, having found none, in total frustration, returned to the Platforms. Hungry, they ate the crumbs from the floor; none knew if a train would ever come.
About the Train drivers: I do not know if they had ever driven Trains before. They did not look like seasoned Crystal Train drivers, but all looked like new recruits. All were specifically picked, but not all were trained in that Crystal Train Yard, some were trained elsewhere on other tracks.
From some of their faces, it did not appear as if they’d even considered driving Trains as a potential occupation, some even looked nervous under training.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
I read this post by Vicki Blair, ( follow link) and was suddenly reminded of this vision which I had jotted in my notebook, but not typed.
http://lit4ever.org/revivalforum/index.php?topic=876.0
29th June 2006
I saw a train crash, a few days prior to 29th June 2006.
I felt so frightened that I just could not continue to see the vision.
So, I was again reminded on another day, of that crash. Within the vision, I was very uncomfortable, so again, I wanted to walk away from this vision, but could not.
I was called to cross the railway lines, where there was no train traffic.
Across stood a beautiful Solid Crystal Train, totally transparent. As I approached the Train from the other side to embark, I was horrified to see that the entire length of the Train on this side was Fire.
I did not want to enter a train that was on fire, but was Told that I should get on the Train.
The Fire did me no harm whatsoever, and as I embarked on the Train, I found that I had a better view of the rail tracks, than I did, when I just stood on the tracks. To the North of where I looked, I saw trains everywhere, collapsed, lying on their side.
Again, this frightened me, and I could not continue with seeing this vision.
On the 29th of June 2006, the scene repeated before me.
This time, I saw many Supply Trains, with White Eagles, on it. These Trains were open-topped. They carried supplies of wood, coal, frankincense and supplies. White Eagles would sit over a container and oil and water would appear in abundant supply.
I was in the Crystal /Fire Train, trying to look at all this with a pair of binoculars. I was told: “ Just see it with your eyes”.
Now, the Crystal /Fire Train, was raised up in the air, and I could see all the crashed trains, clearly.
Many had crashed because of sabotage, others because they were going too fast, some because of drunken drivers, and various such reasons.
The Supply Trains with the White Eagles, would go over to the Platforms where people who had been rescued from crashed trains were placed. It had been raining, so there was much muck on the platform and on people’s shoes.
Someone on the Supply Train, sprayed the Platform and suddenly not only was the Platform clean, but so were the people. The Platform now became a large dining area, with beautiful carpets, dining tables/covers/ chairs etc.
Breakfast was served.
All these Supply Trains did the same for people on Platforms, everywhere. Where there were people on railway lines, but no platforms, then such were built.
These of course were Supply Trains providing food, cleansing, but where I wondered were the trains to carry all these passengers on their onward journey?
I then saw a Rail Yard ( It looked like the Bombay Central Rail Yard ( India) ).
Within the Yard were large, solid Crystal Trains, which were ready to make a journey, but a Train driver was being given a final few tests.
There were some T.V. type evangelists, preachers etc, trying to peer into the Yard, like journalists, looking for a scoop, to see what God was readying.
They were trespassers, peering over a high fence, so could not see when exactly the Trains would be ready to move. The Trains did move, rather suddenly, crushing down the fence and these trespasser-journalist types.
On board these Crystal Trains was Lunch, Dinner and other meals.
Many such Crystal Trains were making their way to different Platforms.
Having had their breakfast, and now not really hungry, some people on the Platforms, got bored, and went to look for faster modes of transport.
The people had been specifically told to wait on their respective Platforms, as a Train would surely come to fetch them.
When the Trains did arrive, the scene looked typical of any railway station.
Here though, the people were to get on board, without any luggage.
Many were reluctant to leave their baggage behind, but nonetheless did, and got on board the trains. But some ran to the Luggage Cart on the Platforms, piled high with dark gray and black cloth suitcases. These people wanted to extract just one thing of value from the bags, before they boarded the trains. As they got engrossed in doing that, the Trains left.
As for those who’d left the Platforms in search of faster modes of transport, having found none, in total frustration, returned to the Platforms. Hungry, they ate the crumbs from the floor; none knew if a train would ever come.
About the Train drivers: I do not know if they had ever driven Trains before. They did not look like seasoned Crystal Train drivers, but all looked like new recruits. All were specifically picked, but not all were trained in that Crystal Train Yard, some were trained elsewhere on other tracks.
From some of their faces, it did not appear as if they’d even considered driving Trains as a potential occupation, some even looked nervous under training.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
I read this post by Vicki Blair, ( follow link) and was suddenly reminded of this vision which I had jotted in my notebook, but not typed.
http://lit4ever.org/revivalforum/index.php?topic=876.0
VISION: SUPPLY TRAINS AND PLATFORMS
VISION: SUPPLY TRAINS AND PLATFORMS
29th June 2006
I saw a train crash, a few days prior to 29th June 2006.
I felt so frightened that I just could not continue to see the vision.
So, I was again reminded on another day, of that crash. Within the vision, I was very uncomfortable, so again, I wanted to walk away from this vision, but could not.
I was called to cross the railway lines, where there was no train traffic.
Across stood a beautiful Solid Crystal Train, totally transparent. As I approached the Train from the other side to embark, I was horrified to see that the entire length of the Train on this side was Fire.
I did not want to enter a train that was on fire, but was Told that I should get on the Train.
The Fire did me no harm whatsoever, and as I embarked on the Train, I found that I had a better view of the rail tracks, than I did, when I just stood on the tracks. To the North of where I looked, I saw trains everywhere, collapsed, lying on their side.
Again, this frightened me, and I could not continue with seeing this vision.
On the 29th of June 2006, the scene repeated before me.
This time, I saw many Supply Trains, with White Eagles, on it. These Trains were open-topped. They carried supplies of wood, coal, frankincense and supplies. White Eagles would sit over a container and oil and water would appear in abundant supply.
I was in the Crystal /Fire Train, trying to look at all this with a pair of binoculars. I was told: “ Just see it with your eyes”.
Now, the Crystal /Fire Train, was raised up in the air, and I could see all the crashed trains, clearly.
Many had crashed because of sabotage, others because they were going too fast, some because of drunken drivers, and various such reasons.
The Supply Trains with the White Eagles, would go over to the Platforms where people who had been rescued from crashed trains were placed. It had been raining, so there was much muck on the platform and on people’s shoes.
Someone on the Supply Train, sprayed the Platform and suddenly not only was the Platform clean, but so were the people. The Platform now became a large dining area, with beautiful carpets, dining tables/covers/ chairs etc.
Breakfast was served.
All these Supply Trains did the same for people on Platforms, everywhere. Where there were people on railway lines, but no platforms, then such were built.
These of course were Supply Trains providing food, cleansing, but where I wondered were the trains to carry all these passengers on their onward journey?
I then saw a Rail Yard ( It looked like the Bombay Central Rail Yard ( India) ).
Within the Yard were large, solid Crystal Trains, which were ready to make a journey, but a Train driver was being given a final few tests.
There were some T.V. type evangelists, preachers etc, trying to peer into the Yard, like journalists, looking for a scoop, to see what God was readying.
They were trespassers, peering over a high fence, so could not see when exactly the Trains would be ready to move. The Trains did move, rather suddenly, crushing down the fence and these trespasser-journalist types.
On board these Crystal Trains was Lunch, Dinner and other meals.
Many such Crystal Trains were making their way to different Platforms.
Having had their breakfast, and now not really hungry, some people on the Platforms, got bored, and went to look for faster modes of transport.
The people had been specifically told to wait on their respective Platforms, as a Train would surely come to fetch them.
When the Trains did arrive, the scene looked typical of any railway station.
Here though, the people were to get on board, without any luggage.
Many were reluctant to leave their baggage behind, but nonetheless did, and got on board the trains. But some ran to the Luggage Cart on the Platforms, piled high with dark gray and black cloth suitcases. These people wanted to extract just one thing of value from the bags, before they boarded the trains. As they got engrossed in doing that, the Trains left.
As for those who’d left the Platforms in search of faster modes of transport, having found none, in total frustration, returned to the Platforms. Hungry, they ate the crumbs from the floor; none knew if a train would ever come.
About the Train drivers: I do not know if they had ever driven Trains before. They did not look like seasoned Crystal Train drivers, but all looked like new recruits. All were specifically picked, but not all were trained in that Crystal Train Yard, some were trained elsewhere on other tracks.
From some of their faces, it did not appear as if they’d even considered driving Trains as a potential occupation, some even looked nervous under training.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
I read this post by Vicki Blair, ( follow link) and was suddenly reminded of this vision which I had jotted in my notebook, but not typed.
http://lit4ever.org/revivalforum/index.php?topic=876.0
29th June 2006
I saw a train crash, a few days prior to 29th June 2006.
I felt so frightened that I just could not continue to see the vision.
So, I was again reminded on another day, of that crash. Within the vision, I was very uncomfortable, so again, I wanted to walk away from this vision, but could not.
I was called to cross the railway lines, where there was no train traffic.
Across stood a beautiful Solid Crystal Train, totally transparent. As I approached the Train from the other side to embark, I was horrified to see that the entire length of the Train on this side was Fire.
I did not want to enter a train that was on fire, but was Told that I should get on the Train.
The Fire did me no harm whatsoever, and as I embarked on the Train, I found that I had a better view of the rail tracks, than I did, when I just stood on the tracks. To the North of where I looked, I saw trains everywhere, collapsed, lying on their side.
Again, this frightened me, and I could not continue with seeing this vision.
On the 29th of June 2006, the scene repeated before me.
This time, I saw many Supply Trains, with White Eagles, on it. These Trains were open-topped. They carried supplies of wood, coal, frankincense and supplies. White Eagles would sit over a container and oil and water would appear in abundant supply.
I was in the Crystal /Fire Train, trying to look at all this with a pair of binoculars. I was told: “ Just see it with your eyes”.
Now, the Crystal /Fire Train, was raised up in the air, and I could see all the crashed trains, clearly.
Many had crashed because of sabotage, others because they were going too fast, some because of drunken drivers, and various such reasons.
The Supply Trains with the White Eagles, would go over to the Platforms where people who had been rescued from crashed trains were placed. It had been raining, so there was much muck on the platform and on people’s shoes.
Someone on the Supply Train, sprayed the Platform and suddenly not only was the Platform clean, but so were the people. The Platform now became a large dining area, with beautiful carpets, dining tables/covers/ chairs etc.
Breakfast was served.
All these Supply Trains did the same for people on Platforms, everywhere. Where there were people on railway lines, but no platforms, then such were built.
These of course were Supply Trains providing food, cleansing, but where I wondered were the trains to carry all these passengers on their onward journey?
I then saw a Rail Yard ( It looked like the Bombay Central Rail Yard ( India) ).
Within the Yard were large, solid Crystal Trains, which were ready to make a journey, but a Train driver was being given a final few tests.
There were some T.V. type evangelists, preachers etc, trying to peer into the Yard, like journalists, looking for a scoop, to see what God was readying.
They were trespassers, peering over a high fence, so could not see when exactly the Trains would be ready to move. The Trains did move, rather suddenly, crushing down the fence and these trespasser-journalist types.
On board these Crystal Trains was Lunch, Dinner and other meals.
Many such Crystal Trains were making their way to different Platforms.
Having had their breakfast, and now not really hungry, some people on the Platforms, got bored, and went to look for faster modes of transport.
The people had been specifically told to wait on their respective Platforms, as a Train would surely come to fetch them.
When the Trains did arrive, the scene looked typical of any railway station.
Here though, the people were to get on board, without any luggage.
Many were reluctant to leave their baggage behind, but nonetheless did, and got on board the trains. But some ran to the Luggage Cart on the Platforms, piled high with dark gray and black cloth suitcases. These people wanted to extract just one thing of value from the bags, before they boarded the trains. As they got engrossed in doing that, the Trains left.
As for those who’d left the Platforms in search of faster modes of transport, having found none, in total frustration, returned to the Platforms. Hungry, they ate the crumbs from the floor; none knew if a train would ever come.
About the Train drivers: I do not know if they had ever driven Trains before. They did not look like seasoned Crystal Train drivers, but all looked like new recruits. All were specifically picked, but not all were trained in that Crystal Train Yard, some were trained elsewhere on other tracks.
From some of their faces, it did not appear as if they’d even considered driving Trains as a potential occupation, some even looked nervous under training.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
I read this post by Vicki Blair, ( follow link) and was suddenly reminded of this vision which I had jotted in my notebook, but not typed.
http://lit4ever.org/revivalforum/index.php?topic=876.0
VISION: MEASURING UP ----TO A NEW NAME!
VISION: MEASURING UP ----TO A NEW NAME!
Seen over a time in July 2006.
A distance away from the foot of a single large Mountain was a dusty place where I saw many people carrying stones back and forth. It looked like a valley, but there was no range of mountains, just this one large Mountain.
The people there were grumbling as they worked, grumbling as they talked, grumbling as they stood.
Grumble, grumble, grumble.
Suddenly the Lord appeared to them. He Stood on the very top of that single Mountain and was looking down at them, intently.
He Asked, “ Why are you all grumbling?”
All the people, when they saw Him and heard His Voice, in this dusty lowland, collected together in a group at the right side, and stood at an angle, but not face-to-face with the Lord. Had the Lord not appeared, they would have carried on grumbling, working, grumbling, and working.
From the rear of the Group, a man, bending to push through the crowd came to the front to answer the question the Lord had asked.
“We work all day long but for little wages”.
The Lord asked, “ What work do you do?”
So the Group all readily stepped forward, to demonstrate to Him. They picked up large stones from here, carried stones to there, and carried stones back. They really looked like they were in hard labour. They wanted to prove their point to the Lord. After all He should see their labor and what a pittance they were paid for it in return .
They had never run away from the work. They wanted to prove to the Lord that their wages were way below and totally disproportionate to the labour that they put in. Once He saw that, He would realize the grave injustice they were suffering, at His Hand.
The Lord asked, “ Now let’s see ….. What is the exact work that you’re paid for? What was the work description given to you, when you were originally hired?”
There was a great puzzlement. The group had to think awhile about that. It seemed that they had forgotten. It appeared that this Group had got so caught up in the grumbling; they had forgotten the original instructions pertaining to their work. None remembered their job description exactly.
“ Well,” said one of them after thinking for a bit, and pointing to where they stood, “ We were to carry these stones from here, and place them there”, he said, pointing yonder.
“ So? Have you been doing that?” Asked the Lord.
‘Yes,” they replied.
‘But I see that you carry stones there, as per My instruction, but then you carry back here, the same stones, which are not My instructions. So as I see it, you have not carried any stones for Me, but rather I Have been paying you though you did no work for me, so where’s the injustice?”
The Group was stunned. They stood still.
None of them remembered why they carried the stones back, instead of leaving them there.
Their constant grumbling had made them forget and lose focus from their work, and they unknowingly brought the stones right back to the point of origin. It appeared that they had added to their own work, and therefore in the Eyes of the Lord, had done no work at all.
They had tired themselves for nothing.
They looked truly shame-faced. They now realized to their great and utter shame that they had received wages for no work done. They were stunned at this realization.
Again, suddenly, while they were still stood there, shame-faced and in a state of shock, the Lord beckoned them to come up.
The Group was taken up and angels met them. They were directed to go shower under the Waterfall.
Next I saw, that this Group, which had comprised of all adult males and females, were now no more adults but had become little children.
They wore different color school uniforms.
Boys wore an off white shirt, and a tie to match the color of their shorts. The girls wore off white blouses, and a tie that matched the color of their skirts. So these Children seemed to have been divided into several smaller groups, by the different colors of their uniforms.
School had begun.
Children stood and watched as an Angel, with a measuring line appeared to be measuring an invisible building. A young boy wearing royal blue color shorts, stood at this end and occasionally he was allowed to hold the measuring line at this end. Angels wrote down the measurements, and the Children watched and listened attentively, learning how it was all done. It appeared that all day long they learnt only measurements, in a language they knew not, but were there to learn.
All the Children wore nametags, encased in crystal. None could read the writing yet, so they knew not what their names were.
This learning continued. It seemed like these Children would be there until the completion of their education.
One day, two angels were standing jotting down something, and one of the schoolboys went up to the angels and stood before them. He was not tall enough to see what they writing.
The two angels saw the little boy, read his nametag and they had a jolly good laugh. The boy was not offended, just puzzled, he asked the angels, “ Why do you laugh?”
An angel replied, “ It’s your name, that makes us laugh, you won’t understand, because you can’t read this language”.
Then the little boy, just threw back his head and laughed.
So now the angel asked, “ And why are you laughing?”
To which the boy replied, “ It’s like this. My name is in a language I don’t understand for now, but since I am here I’ll soon learn this language, and be able to read my own name and understand what it means, so I’m laughing now about that!”
I saw that as the vision progressed, the off white shirts/blouses were turning to pure white, and later became dazzling white.
No matter what color uniforms these batch of Children wore, they all had the same name,
“ REFORMED GRUMBLERS”.
Scripture: Book of Ezekiel.
As Ezekiel, this generation of Ezekiel types, will have measurements revealed, to them.
2Peter 3:14
Therefore, beloved, looking forward to these things, be diligent to be found by Him in peace, without spot and blameless.
1 Peter 1:19
but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot.
Psalm 89: 14
Justice and judgment are the habitation of thy throne: mercy and truth shall go before thy face.
Prov 21:3
To do justice and judgment is more acceptable to the LORD than sacrifice.
Jeremiah 50:7c
Lord, the habitation of justice,
The Lord, the hope of their fathers’.
Proverbs 16:8
Better is a little with righteousness,
Than vast revenues without justice.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
Seen over a time in July 2006.
A distance away from the foot of a single large Mountain was a dusty place where I saw many people carrying stones back and forth. It looked like a valley, but there was no range of mountains, just this one large Mountain.
The people there were grumbling as they worked, grumbling as they talked, grumbling as they stood.
Grumble, grumble, grumble.
Suddenly the Lord appeared to them. He Stood on the very top of that single Mountain and was looking down at them, intently.
He Asked, “ Why are you all grumbling?”
All the people, when they saw Him and heard His Voice, in this dusty lowland, collected together in a group at the right side, and stood at an angle, but not face-to-face with the Lord. Had the Lord not appeared, they would have carried on grumbling, working, grumbling, and working.
From the rear of the Group, a man, bending to push through the crowd came to the front to answer the question the Lord had asked.
“We work all day long but for little wages”.
The Lord asked, “ What work do you do?”
So the Group all readily stepped forward, to demonstrate to Him. They picked up large stones from here, carried stones to there, and carried stones back. They really looked like they were in hard labour. They wanted to prove their point to the Lord. After all He should see their labor and what a pittance they were paid for it in return .
They had never run away from the work. They wanted to prove to the Lord that their wages were way below and totally disproportionate to the labour that they put in. Once He saw that, He would realize the grave injustice they were suffering, at His Hand.
The Lord asked, “ Now let’s see ….. What is the exact work that you’re paid for? What was the work description given to you, when you were originally hired?”
There was a great puzzlement. The group had to think awhile about that. It seemed that they had forgotten. It appeared that this Group had got so caught up in the grumbling; they had forgotten the original instructions pertaining to their work. None remembered their job description exactly.
“ Well,” said one of them after thinking for a bit, and pointing to where they stood, “ We were to carry these stones from here, and place them there”, he said, pointing yonder.
“ So? Have you been doing that?” Asked the Lord.
‘Yes,” they replied.
‘But I see that you carry stones there, as per My instruction, but then you carry back here, the same stones, which are not My instructions. So as I see it, you have not carried any stones for Me, but rather I Have been paying you though you did no work for me, so where’s the injustice?”
The Group was stunned. They stood still.
None of them remembered why they carried the stones back, instead of leaving them there.
Their constant grumbling had made them forget and lose focus from their work, and they unknowingly brought the stones right back to the point of origin. It appeared that they had added to their own work, and therefore in the Eyes of the Lord, had done no work at all.
They had tired themselves for nothing.
They looked truly shame-faced. They now realized to their great and utter shame that they had received wages for no work done. They were stunned at this realization.
Again, suddenly, while they were still stood there, shame-faced and in a state of shock, the Lord beckoned them to come up.
The Group was taken up and angels met them. They were directed to go shower under the Waterfall.
Next I saw, that this Group, which had comprised of all adult males and females, were now no more adults but had become little children.
They wore different color school uniforms.
Boys wore an off white shirt, and a tie to match the color of their shorts. The girls wore off white blouses, and a tie that matched the color of their skirts. So these Children seemed to have been divided into several smaller groups, by the different colors of their uniforms.
School had begun.
Children stood and watched as an Angel, with a measuring line appeared to be measuring an invisible building. A young boy wearing royal blue color shorts, stood at this end and occasionally he was allowed to hold the measuring line at this end. Angels wrote down the measurements, and the Children watched and listened attentively, learning how it was all done. It appeared that all day long they learnt only measurements, in a language they knew not, but were there to learn.
All the Children wore nametags, encased in crystal. None could read the writing yet, so they knew not what their names were.
This learning continued. It seemed like these Children would be there until the completion of their education.
One day, two angels were standing jotting down something, and one of the schoolboys went up to the angels and stood before them. He was not tall enough to see what they writing.
The two angels saw the little boy, read his nametag and they had a jolly good laugh. The boy was not offended, just puzzled, he asked the angels, “ Why do you laugh?”
An angel replied, “ It’s your name, that makes us laugh, you won’t understand, because you can’t read this language”.
Then the little boy, just threw back his head and laughed.
So now the angel asked, “ And why are you laughing?”
To which the boy replied, “ It’s like this. My name is in a language I don’t understand for now, but since I am here I’ll soon learn this language, and be able to read my own name and understand what it means, so I’m laughing now about that!”
I saw that as the vision progressed, the off white shirts/blouses were turning to pure white, and later became dazzling white.
No matter what color uniforms these batch of Children wore, they all had the same name,
“ REFORMED GRUMBLERS”.
Scripture: Book of Ezekiel.
As Ezekiel, this generation of Ezekiel types, will have measurements revealed, to them.
2Peter 3:14
Therefore, beloved, looking forward to these things, be diligent to be found by Him in peace, without spot and blameless.
1 Peter 1:19
but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot.
Psalm 89: 14
Justice and judgment are the habitation of thy throne: mercy and truth shall go before thy face.
Prov 21:3
To do justice and judgment is more acceptable to the LORD than sacrifice.
Jeremiah 50:7c
Lord, the habitation of justice,
The Lord, the hope of their fathers’.
Proverbs 16:8
Better is a little with righteousness,
Than vast revenues without justice.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
VISION: MEASURING UP ----TO A NEW NAME!
VISION: MEASURING UP ----TO A NEW NAME!
Seen over a time in July 2006.
A distance away from the foot of a single large Mountain was a dusty place where I saw many people carrying stones back and forth. It looked like a valley, but there was no range of mountains, just this one large Mountain.
The people there were grumbling as they worked, grumbling as they talked, grumbling as they stood.
Grumble, grumble, grumble.
Suddenly the Lord appeared to them. He Stood on the very top of that single Mountain and was looking down at them, intently.
He Asked, “ Why are you all grumbling?”
All the people, when they saw Him and heard His Voice, in this dusty lowland, collected together in a group at the right side, and stood at an angle, but not face-to-face with the Lord. Had the Lord not appeared, they would have carried on grumbling, working, grumbling, and working.
From the rear of the Group, a man, bending to push through the crowd came to the front to answer the question the Lord had asked.
“We work all day long but for little wages”.
The Lord asked, “ What work do you do?”
So the Group all readily stepped forward, to demonstrate to Him. They picked up large stones from here, carried stones to there, and carried stones back. They really looked like they were in hard labour. They wanted to prove their point to the Lord. After all He should see their labor and what a pittance they were paid for it in return .
They had never run away from the work. They wanted to prove to the Lord that their wages were way below and totally disproportionate to the labour that they put in. Once He saw that, He would realize the grave injustice they were suffering, at His Hand.
The Lord asked, “ Now let’s see ….. What is the exact work that you’re paid for? What was the work description given to you, when you were originally hired?”
There was a great puzzlement. The group had to think awhile about that. It seemed that they had forgotten. It appeared that this Group had got so caught up in the grumbling; they had forgotten the original instructions pertaining to their work. None remembered their job description exactly.
“ Well,” said one of them after thinking for a bit, and pointing to where they stood, “ We were to carry these stones from here, and place them there”, he said, pointing yonder.
“ So? Have you been doing that?” Asked the Lord.
‘Yes,” they replied.
‘But I see that you carry stones there, as per My instruction, but then you carry back here, the same stones, which are not My instructions. So as I see it, you have not carried any stones for Me, but rather I Have been paying you though you did no work for me, so where’s the injustice?”
The Group was stunned. They stood still.
None of them remembered why they carried the stones back, instead of leaving them there.
Their constant grumbling had made them forget and lose focus from their work, and they unknowingly brought the stones right back to the point of origin. It appeared that they had added to their own work, and therefore in the Eyes of the Lord, had done no work at all.
They had tired themselves for nothing.
They looked truly shame-faced. They now realized to their great and utter shame that they had received wages for no work done. They were stunned at this realization.
Again, suddenly, while they were still stood there, shame-faced and in a state of shock, the Lord beckoned them to come up.
The Group was taken up and angels met them. They were directed to go shower under the Waterfall.
Next I saw, that this Group, which had comprised of all adult males and females, were now no more adults but had become little children.
They wore different color school uniforms.
Boys wore an off white shirt, and a tie to match the color of their shorts. The girls wore off white blouses, and a tie that matched the color of their skirts. So these Children seemed to have been divided into several smaller groups, by the different colors of their uniforms.
School had begun.
Children stood and watched as an Angel, with a measuring line appeared to be measuring an invisible building. A young boy wearing royal blue color shorts, stood at this end and occasionally he was allowed to hold the measuring line at this end. Angels wrote down the measurements, and the Children watched and listened attentively, learning how it was all done. It appeared that all day long they learnt only measurements, in a language they knew not, but were there to learn.
All the Children wore nametags, encased in crystal. None could read the writing yet, so they knew not what their names were.
This learning continued. It seemed like these Children would be there until the completion of their education.
One day, two angels were standing jotting down something, and one of the schoolboys went up to the angels and stood before them. He was not tall enough to see what they writing.
The two angels saw the little boy, read his nametag and they had a jolly good laugh. The boy was not offended, just puzzled, he asked the angels, “ Why do you laugh?”
An angel replied, “ It’s your name, that makes us laugh, you won’t understand, because you can’t read this language”.
Then the little boy, just threw back his head and laughed.
So now the angel asked, “ And why are you laughing?”
To which the boy replied, “ It’s like this. My name is in a language I don’t understand for now, but since I am here I’ll soon learn this language, and be able to read my own name and understand what it means, so I’m laughing now about that!”
I saw that as the vision progressed, the off white shirts/blouses were turning to pure white, and later became dazzling white.
No matter what color uniforms these batch of Children wore, they all had the same name,
“ REFORMED GRUMBLERS”.
Scripture: Book of Ezekiel.
As Ezekiel, this generation of Ezekiel types, will have measurements revealed, to them.
2Peter 3:14
Therefore, beloved, looking forward to these things, be diligent to be found by Him in peace, without spot and blameless.
1 Peter 1:19
but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot.
Psalm 89: 14
Justice and judgment are the habitation of thy throne: mercy and truth shall go before thy face.
Prov 21:3
To do justice and judgment is more acceptable to the LORD than sacrifice.
Jeremiah 50:7c
Lord, the habitation of justice,
The Lord, the hope of their fathers’.
Proverbs 16:8
Better is a little with righteousness,
Than vast revenues without justice.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
Seen over a time in July 2006.
A distance away from the foot of a single large Mountain was a dusty place where I saw many people carrying stones back and forth. It looked like a valley, but there was no range of mountains, just this one large Mountain.
The people there were grumbling as they worked, grumbling as they talked, grumbling as they stood.
Grumble, grumble, grumble.
Suddenly the Lord appeared to them. He Stood on the very top of that single Mountain and was looking down at them, intently.
He Asked, “ Why are you all grumbling?”
All the people, when they saw Him and heard His Voice, in this dusty lowland, collected together in a group at the right side, and stood at an angle, but not face-to-face with the Lord. Had the Lord not appeared, they would have carried on grumbling, working, grumbling, and working.
From the rear of the Group, a man, bending to push through the crowd came to the front to answer the question the Lord had asked.
“We work all day long but for little wages”.
The Lord asked, “ What work do you do?”
So the Group all readily stepped forward, to demonstrate to Him. They picked up large stones from here, carried stones to there, and carried stones back. They really looked like they were in hard labour. They wanted to prove their point to the Lord. After all He should see their labor and what a pittance they were paid for it in return .
They had never run away from the work. They wanted to prove to the Lord that their wages were way below and totally disproportionate to the labour that they put in. Once He saw that, He would realize the grave injustice they were suffering, at His Hand.
The Lord asked, “ Now let’s see ….. What is the exact work that you’re paid for? What was the work description given to you, when you were originally hired?”
There was a great puzzlement. The group had to think awhile about that. It seemed that they had forgotten. It appeared that this Group had got so caught up in the grumbling; they had forgotten the original instructions pertaining to their work. None remembered their job description exactly.
“ Well,” said one of them after thinking for a bit, and pointing to where they stood, “ We were to carry these stones from here, and place them there”, he said, pointing yonder.
“ So? Have you been doing that?” Asked the Lord.
‘Yes,” they replied.
‘But I see that you carry stones there, as per My instruction, but then you carry back here, the same stones, which are not My instructions. So as I see it, you have not carried any stones for Me, but rather I Have been paying you though you did no work for me, so where’s the injustice?”
The Group was stunned. They stood still.
None of them remembered why they carried the stones back, instead of leaving them there.
Their constant grumbling had made them forget and lose focus from their work, and they unknowingly brought the stones right back to the point of origin. It appeared that they had added to their own work, and therefore in the Eyes of the Lord, had done no work at all.
They had tired themselves for nothing.
They looked truly shame-faced. They now realized to their great and utter shame that they had received wages for no work done. They were stunned at this realization.
Again, suddenly, while they were still stood there, shame-faced and in a state of shock, the Lord beckoned them to come up.
The Group was taken up and angels met them. They were directed to go shower under the Waterfall.
Next I saw, that this Group, which had comprised of all adult males and females, were now no more adults but had become little children.
They wore different color school uniforms.
Boys wore an off white shirt, and a tie to match the color of their shorts. The girls wore off white blouses, and a tie that matched the color of their skirts. So these Children seemed to have been divided into several smaller groups, by the different colors of their uniforms.
School had begun.
Children stood and watched as an Angel, with a measuring line appeared to be measuring an invisible building. A young boy wearing royal blue color shorts, stood at this end and occasionally he was allowed to hold the measuring line at this end. Angels wrote down the measurements, and the Children watched and listened attentively, learning how it was all done. It appeared that all day long they learnt only measurements, in a language they knew not, but were there to learn.
All the Children wore nametags, encased in crystal. None could read the writing yet, so they knew not what their names were.
This learning continued. It seemed like these Children would be there until the completion of their education.
One day, two angels were standing jotting down something, and one of the schoolboys went up to the angels and stood before them. He was not tall enough to see what they writing.
The two angels saw the little boy, read his nametag and they had a jolly good laugh. The boy was not offended, just puzzled, he asked the angels, “ Why do you laugh?”
An angel replied, “ It’s your name, that makes us laugh, you won’t understand, because you can’t read this language”.
Then the little boy, just threw back his head and laughed.
So now the angel asked, “ And why are you laughing?”
To which the boy replied, “ It’s like this. My name is in a language I don’t understand for now, but since I am here I’ll soon learn this language, and be able to read my own name and understand what it means, so I’m laughing now about that!”
I saw that as the vision progressed, the off white shirts/blouses were turning to pure white, and later became dazzling white.
No matter what color uniforms these batch of Children wore, they all had the same name,
“ REFORMED GRUMBLERS”.
Scripture: Book of Ezekiel.
As Ezekiel, this generation of Ezekiel types, will have measurements revealed, to them.
2Peter 3:14
Therefore, beloved, looking forward to these things, be diligent to be found by Him in peace, without spot and blameless.
1 Peter 1:19
but with the precious blood of Christ, as of a lamb without blemish and without spot.
Psalm 89: 14
Justice and judgment are the habitation of thy throne: mercy and truth shall go before thy face.
Prov 21:3
To do justice and judgment is more acceptable to the LORD than sacrifice.
Jeremiah 50:7c
Lord, the habitation of justice,
The Lord, the hope of their fathers’.
Proverbs 16:8
Better is a little with righteousness,
Than vast revenues without justice.
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Vision: The Truth Shall Set You Free Indeed!
14.September 2006
Vision: The Truth Shall Set You Free Indeed
I saw angels in robes, walking in a solemn procession, they were saying, “ Holy Holy Holy is the Lord”.
These were on their way to execute the Vengeance of the Lord. As they walked I saw many feet. The soles of these feet were red with treading grapes.
I understood within the vision that these Angels were going to remove the profane from the precious.
Next I saw a golden light across the sky. It was soft, gentle and all-embracing.
The Truth The Truth The Truth. The Truth was all around.
I saw people being freed from bondage. The Truth was setting them free. They were confessing the truth about themselves, to themselves, to God, to others.
The more they ate the Truth fabric, which was white, and looked edible, a strange thing was happening, as The Truth was pouring into them, a dark smoke was emerging from the people who were being in-filled with the Truth. This dark smoke/cloud was the lies that the people had within them. These God-lovers were not liars per se, they lived a God fearing life.
These people were lovers of God and those who served the Lord. And yet, the more the Truth entered into them, the more this black smoke /cloud of lies came out of them.
These who loved the Lord, had always hated lies, were at first shocked and shaken at the lies/the black smoke that was emanating from within.
“Does this mean that the more Truth I eat, the more lies come out of me? “ They wondered at first, in despair.
Nonetheless they relented not, from eating the Truth, and prevented not The Truth from pouring into them. As they continued in this way, they became more child-like, unafraid to admit their faults.
The Truth was exposing the lies, The Truth was breaking bondages, The Truth was casting out all fears, The Truth was breaking oppressions, The Truth was setting those free, who were weak emotionally and had a history of others emotionally blackmailing them.
The Truth was liberating them from the buried past. The Truth was helping them see God’s Original Plan for their lives. The Truth was Giving them an unshakeable confidence. The Truth made them fearless, to speak the truth.
The Truth made them secure.
John 8:32
And you shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free."
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
Vision: The Truth Shall Set You Free Indeed
I saw angels in robes, walking in a solemn procession, they were saying, “ Holy Holy Holy is the Lord”.
These were on their way to execute the Vengeance of the Lord. As they walked I saw many feet. The soles of these feet were red with treading grapes.
I understood within the vision that these Angels were going to remove the profane from the precious.
Next I saw a golden light across the sky. It was soft, gentle and all-embracing.
The Truth The Truth The Truth. The Truth was all around.
I saw people being freed from bondage. The Truth was setting them free. They were confessing the truth about themselves, to themselves, to God, to others.
The more they ate the Truth fabric, which was white, and looked edible, a strange thing was happening, as The Truth was pouring into them, a dark smoke was emerging from the people who were being in-filled with the Truth. This dark smoke/cloud was the lies that the people had within them. These God-lovers were not liars per se, they lived a God fearing life.
These people were lovers of God and those who served the Lord. And yet, the more the Truth entered into them, the more this black smoke /cloud of lies came out of them.
These who loved the Lord, had always hated lies, were at first shocked and shaken at the lies/the black smoke that was emanating from within.
“Does this mean that the more Truth I eat, the more lies come out of me? “ They wondered at first, in despair.
Nonetheless they relented not, from eating the Truth, and prevented not The Truth from pouring into them. As they continued in this way, they became more child-like, unafraid to admit their faults.
The Truth was exposing the lies, The Truth was breaking bondages, The Truth was casting out all fears, The Truth was breaking oppressions, The Truth was setting those free, who were weak emotionally and had a history of others emotionally blackmailing them.
The Truth was liberating them from the buried past. The Truth was helping them see God’s Original Plan for their lives. The Truth was Giving them an unshakeable confidence. The Truth made them fearless, to speak the truth.
The Truth made them secure.
John 8:32
And you shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free."
Bombay-India
Swarna Jha
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