Vision: Eagles and the Cannons
Vision: The Path to Good Health
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Vision: Eagles and the Cannons
Vision: Eagles and the Cannons
8th February 2014
I saw eagles flying at a height, they had never flown before. They had been called to soar, to ascend higher than ever before, and when they reached that altitude, they were to be absolutely still. The eagles obeyed. Though their wings were widely spread, as if ready to move, the atmosphere in which they were was not conducive to flying but only to stillness. The eagles remained in this stillness, and could not remember how long they had been there, as they had lost all sense of time. Time did not seem to matter.
8th February 2014
I saw eagles flying at a height, they had never flown before. They had been called to soar, to ascend higher than ever before, and when they reached that altitude, they were to be absolutely still. The eagles obeyed. Though their wings were widely spread, as if ready to move, the atmosphere in which they were was not conducive to flying but only to stillness. The eagles remained in this stillness, and could not remember how long they had been there, as they had lost all sense of time. Time did not seem to matter.
Vision: The Path to Good Health
Vision: The Path to Good Health
7th February 2014
I saw this vision several months ago.
I saw two flocks of Sheep.
One flock of sheep were diligent, and the other lazy.
The diligent had been told to go to a certain place and follow the path; the sheep had been assured that there they would find and eat highly nutritious food, and suffer no deficiency. Rather than setting off immediately, they conferred one with another.
As the diligent stood conferring, instead of instantly moving, the lazy flock sneaked up and overheard the hard-working sheep talking about abundant food. Immediately, they decided to trail behind the diligent in their search for the certain place.
The industrious sheep were shocked to see the lazy ones follow them. “Why are you following us?” they asked.
“We have been called to the certain place too, you know!” a lazy sheep replied. They did not tell the diligent ones that they had overheard them as they stood conferring for hours, and that they were now copying their words.
The diligent ones were horrified, they wondered how these indolent sheep could have been called to graze with them in one pasture, and eat the same food?
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Vision: The White Ship
Vision: The White Ship
9th February 2014
I saw a ship in the middle of the ocean. It was all white, with not a dirt mark upon it. It was very elegant to look at. This white ship had one large funnel.
I observed that there was not a drop of drinking water in the ship. I wondered where this ship would get it’s potable water from, as it was in the middle of the ocean, and there was no other sea traffic in sight, nor land in view, nor a lighthouse in the horizon.
The lone ship moved at an unhurried pace.
It was a bright sunny day, with clear blue skies, but suddenly, I witnessed a strange phenomenon.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Vision: Take and Break
Vision: Take and Break
5th February 2014
I saw a colossal Hammer descend from the sky and it stopped at a certain height, mid-air.
Then I heard a Voice Say, “Take and break”.
I raised my arm towards the Hammer. I found that out of this gigantic Hammer, came a hammer the size I could handle.
I saw many go to this giant Hammer and receive from there a smaller one, just as I had done.
We had done the taking part, but now what were we going to be breaking?
Vision: Walking Clocks
Vision: Walking Clocks
4th February 2014
I saw a path strewn with wall clocks, of different shapes, sizes, colors, and varied frames, quality, and cost.
I saw many legs, male and female, walking. I was not shown their torso or faces.
These people had been walking on a clear path. But now, not having seen the varied clocks that strewed their path, their feet actually stepped into these wall clocks.
I heard no sound of clocks breaking or crushing under their feet, or any cry of pain or discomfort. I saw that the clocks looked glued to the soles of their shoes.
I noticed that the moment these feet stepped into the clocks, the time stopped. Time did not move.
4th February 2014
I saw a path strewn with wall clocks, of different shapes, sizes, colors, and varied frames, quality, and cost.
I saw many legs, male and female, walking. I was not shown their torso or faces.
These people had been walking on a clear path. But now, not having seen the varied clocks that strewed their path, their feet actually stepped into these wall clocks.
I heard no sound of clocks breaking or crushing under their feet, or any cry of pain or discomfort. I saw that the clocks looked glued to the soles of their shoes.
I noticed that the moment these feet stepped into the clocks, the time stopped. Time did not move.
Sunday, February 2, 2014
Vision: Face the Message
Vision: Face the Message
2nd February 2014
I saw this vision a few days ago.
I saw these people facing daily drudgery, and now having zero expectation from the world around them, be it religious or other; these folk began to speak to the Lord, “Is this it? “They asked Him, “Is this really all there is ….?”
I saw that these people were going about their daily routines, commuting the same route, participating in joyless activities, always pushed around by the crowds, now this way, now another.
Crowds crowds crowds.
Leaders spoke at them, salesmen spoke at them, and they didn't know the difference. No message or messenger spoke to them.
All day long they were faced with varied multitudes speaking on behalf of the Lord. These contradictory messages filled them with conflicting emotions. Some messages had thrust them into a flurry of short-lived excitement and activity. Other messages had so plunged them in doubt, despair and pessimism that to do anything at all caused them fear.
And now in this insufferable period of repetitious joylessness, they faced the drone of one more life-less message.
Suddenly, these people looked scared. They were momentarily overcome by a strange dread.
They began to wonder if this cheerlessness was going to be as a life sentence, they were condemned to serve? They spoke to the Lord. “Is this it? “They asked Him, “Is this really all there is ….?”
Deep within, these folk had hoped to hear a message that would uplift them, a message that would annihilate their spiraling cynicism. But now here they were, faced once again with the uninspiring and the uninspired.
And the people despaired. They asked God, “Lord, are we to face this every day? Where’s the message?”
All of a sudden, they heard the Reply, “Face the message”.
2nd February 2014
I saw this vision a few days ago.
I saw these people facing daily drudgery, and now having zero expectation from the world around them, be it religious or other; these folk began to speak to the Lord, “Is this it? “They asked Him, “Is this really all there is ….?”
I saw that these people were going about their daily routines, commuting the same route, participating in joyless activities, always pushed around by the crowds, now this way, now another.
Crowds crowds crowds.
Leaders spoke at them, salesmen spoke at them, and they didn't know the difference. No message or messenger spoke to them.
All day long they were faced with varied multitudes speaking on behalf of the Lord. These contradictory messages filled them with conflicting emotions. Some messages had thrust them into a flurry of short-lived excitement and activity. Other messages had so plunged them in doubt, despair and pessimism that to do anything at all caused them fear.
And now in this insufferable period of repetitious joylessness, they faced the drone of one more life-less message.
Suddenly, these people looked scared. They were momentarily overcome by a strange dread.
They began to wonder if this cheerlessness was going to be as a life sentence, they were condemned to serve? They spoke to the Lord. “Is this it? “They asked Him, “Is this really all there is ….?”
Deep within, these folk had hoped to hear a message that would uplift them, a message that would annihilate their spiraling cynicism. But now here they were, faced once again with the uninspiring and the uninspired.
And the people despaired. They asked God, “Lord, are we to face this every day? Where’s the message?”
All of a sudden, they heard the Reply, “Face the message”.
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