The Lion Of Zion Rosie Lovejoy

The Lion Of Zion 1-5

Rosie Lovejoy

Part I

January 4, 2003

By Rosie Lovejoy in Golden, Colorado

This is the vision I had during Praise and Worship on January 4^th,2003, the evening we were praying for a Pastor and his wife’s departure to Israel. I shared this vision with my sister, and she insisted that I write it down.

I was dancing during worship, when the Holy Spirit told me to sit down. The saxophone player began to play (prophesy with his instrument), and the following vision unfolded. It took nearly twenty to thirty minutes altogether.

It began with a vision of a huge lion, about ten to fifteen feet high. He was suspended about two to three feet off the ground. He was not a “cute” lion, rather His mane was large and shaggy, and He looked very viral and powerful. During the entire vision He was walking levitated two to three feet above the earth.

The lion turned to me and thundered:

“DO NOT MY PEOPLE KNOW THAT THE TIME AND THE SEASON HAS CHANGED?”

(I remember thinking that His grammar was odd, and that is not how we usually say things.)

After thundering the question to me, He breathed, and flames of fire came out of His mouth. I heard the words “LION OF ZION” reverberate through my Spirit.

The lion began to walk, suspended above the ground, breathing fire. The fire that was coming out of His mouth was not the refining fire we have been taught about, rather a fire that destroyed and burnt up all in its path. I knew in my Spirit that it was a fire of judgment.

I next saw a view of a downtown business district of a large city. I think it was New York City, but I cannot be sure. I saw a building that resembled the Empire State Building, and a few buildings that surrounded it, collapse. The image was similar to the collapse of the Twin Towers. I screamed in my Spirit, “No LORD!! NO!!!!!” As I was screaming, I saw the rubble and smoke from the collapsing buildings arise into a cloud that resembled a mushroom cloud. I do not know for sure if it was a nuclear mushroom cloud or a cloud of debris from the building. I was horrified and weeping in my Spirit.

The lion reappeared and again turned His head and spoke to me. In a mournful voice He asked:

“HOW ELSE AM I GOING TO BRING IN THE HARVEST?”

(I instinctively knew that as a nation and people we are totally pre-occupied with our little lives and situations, and nothing short of calamity was going to bring us to question our existence and purpose for being. I knew it would take something of this magnitude to bring us to repentance.) The lion then spoke again:

“I HAVE USED BABYLON IN THE PAST TO JUDGE MY PEOPLE, AND I WILL USE BABYLON AGAIN TO JUDGE MY PEOPLE.”

The lion began to walk, and I saw groups of people standing and talking, some were joking with each other. Others were buying new cars and houses. Others were plotting financial gains and what to do with their assets during these uncertain times. I knew that this was the Church in America. Most were erect and oblivious to the approaching lion. A few were face down on the ground weeping and interceding. They were each covered with a course, brown cloak. There were very few on their faces.

THE LION THEN ROARED, and flames came out of His mouth, and burnt up the Christians who were standing. They became ashes and were no more. Horrified, I realized that I was standing to watch the unfolding scene, and I dove towards the dirt, skinning my chin as I landed. I was immediately covered from head to foot with the same course, brown cloak the intercessors on the ground were covered with. I raised my head to look out, and witnessed more and more erect Christians being burnt to a crisp. It was clear to me that the only safe pace to be was on my face, in the dirt, interceding.

The Lion of Zion then turned to me again, and spoke.

“DO YOU REALLY BELIEVE THAT I WILL KEEP MY HAND OF PROTECTION OVER YOUR NATION, WHEN IT IS WILLING TO DIVIDE MY HOLY CITY, JERUSALEM?”

I knew in that moment that YAHWEH was lifting His hand of protection from our nation, and that judgment had begun. I clung to the ground, as the lion walked over me, and those of us who were prostrate on the ground, still breathing fire.

By this time, the worship music had concluded and the Pastor’s wife was speaking about the offering, and how giving our tithes and offerings was a joyful act of worship. Again the Lion thundered:

“ARE MY WAREHOUSES FULL? NO!!!! ARE MY PRIESTS TAKING CARE OF MY WIDOWS AND ORPHANS? NO!!!”

I then saw men I knew were pastors and priests, standing tall and erect. Some were standing in front of Mercedes, others in front of large, expensive churches. The Lion spoke again:

“MOST OF MY PRIESTS DON’T CARE ABOUT MY WIDOWS AND ORPHANS. THEY CARE ABOUT THEMSELVES, THEIR CARS AND HOUSES, AND THE CHURCHES THEY ARE BUILDING. THEY CARE ABOUT THEIR MINISTRY, NOT MINE.”

“Oh no!” I thought. “These ministers are goners…” The Lion then opened His mouth and roared. Fire came out and consumed the “priests” who were standing beside their new cars and large, expensive churches. They became a pile of ashes on the ground next to their possessions. Many, many were consumed.

The Lion continued to walk, breathing fire. Anywhere Christians were standing, rather than prostrate on the ground in sackcloth, they were consumed and turned to ashes. It was a horrifying sight.

As the offering was being taken, I was watching the Lion prowl, and the ministers being burnt to ashes. When the pastor began to preach, the most terrifying scene of the vision began to unfold.

I saw a large plain, as far as the eye could see. Millions of people filled the plain in line after line. They were Moslems on the ground, bowing in unison to Allah. They were colorfully dressed, with turbans and veils, praying and bowing to the voice of their priests as they were called to worship. Their numbers disappeared into the horizon.

I was then taken to the front of their line. Above the heads of the first line of bowing worshipers was a line of demons. They resembled black, smoky skeletons of large bulls with some swine thrown into their shape. They were hideous! Their eyes were black depths of hatred. I could see no pupils. Black smoke was coming from their eyes, their nostrils, and their bones. They had horns like bulls, sharpened to rip anything that stood in their way to shreds.

I was then taken higher and saw that I had been facing one way. From above the scene, I saw that about twenty feet away, facing the Moslem assembly of millions, was another group of people. These were Christians. The first rows were made up of Christians on their faces, prostrate, weeping. They were covered in the brown cloaks I had seen before. These only made up about twenty percent of the Christians. Behind the intercessors were Christians milling around, standing up, completely oblivious to the scene that was unfolding. They were buying and selling, being married, washing their cars, etc. I was sick at heart at the sight. These Christians were clueless as to what was happening.

Above the heads of the first row of intercessors, facing the Moslem worshipers and their demons, was a row of beautiful warriors, astride gorgeous white horses. The horses were pawing the air, snorting, and raring to charge the demons. They were being held back by the warriors who were dressed in armor resembling platinum or white gold. Light was bouncing off their shields and breastplates. Their visors were down, and long swords were held in one hand, while the other hand pulled on the reins of the chargers. It was a magnificent sight!

The two armies were facing each other, and I knew they were being held in check by Yahweh’s timing. They were very close to each other. The demons were hissing and growling, the horses snorting and pawing the air.

Again I saw the Lion. He spoke again:

“DO NOT MY PEOPLE KNOW THAT THE TIME AND THE SEASON HAS CHANGED?”

The vision then faded away with the words vibrating in my head.

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The Lion Of Zion II

Rosie Lovejoy

“It Has Begun”

by Rosie Lovejoy

December 13, 2003

The LORD seems to speak to me the clearest during a time of anointed, abandoned worship. Tonight I attended a Regeneration Service, and as we sang and the anointing fell, this vision wove in and out of the music. I offer no explanation of what it means. To the best of my ability, this is what I saw….

I saw a golden menorah rise from below my feet (I did not see a floor) and suspend in the air at eye level. One by one lighted candles appeared in the menorah, until it was blazing and full. “Hanukkah!” I thought. This is about Hanukkah!” A blue Star of David rose from behind the menorah and was suspended in the air above the menorah of lighted candles. Both floated in the air, directly in front of me.

Then they disappeared and a lion appeared. I knew this lion! I was so happy to see him! He sat looking straight ahead, on his haunches. His eyes were piercing, but I felt only joy at seeing Him again. Soon a young sheep, not fully grown walked towards Him and nuzzled him, like it would its mother. The lion and the juvenile sheep nuzzled their heads together. It was such a touching sight, as the sheep was so small compared to the Lion. Soon the young sheep lay down beside the Lion and continued nuzzling his /her friend. Then the little sheep (it was older than a lamb, but still too young to be called a mature sheep) rolled over and began to frolic. The Lion rose and began to lick and clean the sheep just as a mama cat cleans her kitten. The little sheep was in ecstasy! The lion very thoroughly and lovingly licked and cleaned the entire sheep. Then they lay down together, in quiet repose. It was a very touching sight!

Next an image appeared that replaced the peaceful scene. The face of someone evil appeared covered in a gas mask with a tube attached ^{^[i]}. The color of the gear was a steely gray. Hatred emanated from behind the dark glass eyes of the mask. The feeling of evil was so great I nearly sunk to the floor in horror and my stomach became nauseous. There was a stench of vileness about the person within the protective gear.^{^[ii]}

Next I saw a hypodermic needle filled with some sort of vaccine. I saw a hand squirt a drop or two of the vaccine into the air and then the needle was turned and inserted into a waiting shoulder. ^{^[iii]}

Then the Lion appeared again, in an upright sitting position. Beside Him a gorgeous Red flag appeared. It was large with gold letters on it-Yod He Vod Hey – the Hebrew name for GOD (YAHWEH). The flag was fringed with gold, and gold tassels fluttered in the breeze. It was a very regal, very exquisite, very expensive looking flag.

Soon I saw a number of sheep appear behind the Lion, and He rose to His feet. The sheep came and began to make row after row of lines behind the Lion, each line being a bit longer than the one before it. Soon it stretched out and from the front looked like a solid V, with the Lion standing at the point of the V. The sheep looked quite dumb, and very content.

The Lion spoke to me:

”Did you think I would leave my humble ones unprotected during the times to come?”

Then I saw lava; hot, smoldering moving lava begin to cover the ground and slowly seep foreword. Ghastly demonic creatures rose from the lava, and were suspended above the lava. They were black and gruesome, with wings like bats. Some had long tails that they were whipping about. Some appeared to have horns. I was standing behind them so I was unable to see their faces. In front of them was the Lion and the sheep lined up behind the Lion. I knew that there was a stench about these creatures.

The contrast was startling. The lion and sheep were standing on emerald green grass with blue, blue cloudless skies above them. Putrid smells, and hot gases that rose from the lava surrounded the demons. The sheep were peaceful and serene; some were quietly chewing on grass. The demons were frenzied.

Then a huge, shinning sword appeared out of the sky, suspended between the two groups. The sword was the size of the Lion, and was doing movements in the air. It was razor sharp. Light bounced off of it.

From the group of demons a 5-pointed blue star appeared and rose over the demons. It began to spin clockwise very slowly, making the sign of a pentagram over and over again. As it spun, the demons became more and more frenzied. (I knew that the spinning pentagram represented all the witchcraft that is now so much in vogue, and has become so popular through the New Age Movement (White Witchcraft), the Harry Potter books, and others. I knew that although people thought that what they were doing was good, it was in fact calling forth demons from the pit.)

Then the sword swung and slashed the pentagram in half and it went spinning into the demonic hordes.

Then I saw a number of people in the same protective steel gray gear, covered head to foot with their own breathing apparatus, spraying something into the air and on the ground. It was at night and the scene was too dark for me to see where the spraying was taking place. It could have been anywhere.

Then I saw the demonic army again facing the Lion, the sheep, and this time two flags on either side of the Lion. One was the same red and gold flag with YAHWEH (God’s Hebrew name) on it. The other was a deep royal blue with gold Hebrew letters on it. It, too, was fringed in gold. Both were fluttering in the breeze.

Then the sword started slashing away at the demonic army.

I heard the words,

“IT HAS BEGUN…”

Then I saw another hazy blue Star of David rise from below my line of vision and lift upwards.

The Lion Of Zion III

Rosie Lovejoy

“This Is The Year That I Will Roar”

January 24, 2004

I saw a deep, wide ravine with an old fashioned cable, swinging rope bridge going over it. This is the kind of bridge one imagines is found in the Orient. The bridge was moving about violently, almost as if a mighty force was shaking it. Soon the shaking ended, and my favorite LION appeared beside the bridge, levitated in the air.

I heard the urgent words:

COME! COME QUICKLY!

THERE IS NO TIME TO DELAY!

COME! COME QUICKLY!

I looked at the bridge and felt great trepidation. The ravine was very wide and very deep. The bridge was in excellent repair. The wood boards were all solid. The handles were strong metal cables, as thick as my thumb. I found myself asking, “What is this bridge. What are the boards? Is it safe?”

I heard the LION speak::

THE STEPS ARE ‘MY WORD’.

THE HANDLES ARE ‘MY FAITHFUL PROMISES’.

COME. COME QUICKLY!

I began to walk across the bridge, each step slow and deliberate. I found myself looking down. It was a fearful sight. The river was hundreds of feet below me. The sides of the canyon were jagged and sharp.

DON’T LOOK DOWN.

DON’T LOOK BACK! The LION stated.

THE ONLY WAY TO GET TO A NEW PLACE IS TO LEAVE THE PLACE YOU ARE AT BEHIND.

COME! COME QUICKLY!

I stopped looking down and began to stride more confidently across the bridge, grasping tightly to the two metal cables, which acted as handles. I found my fear dissipating as I got closer and closer to the other side. I could feel movement on the bridge, and turned around to see what was causing it to sway. I saw another person beginning their walk, and many, many more lined up behind him, waiting their turn to cross. There was an urgency to the movement. I knew that we needed to get across to the lush, tropical garden on the other side. I felt that there was no time to delay.

As my feet finally contacted solid ground, I felt a sense of great exhalation and joy. There was an angelic someone on the other side to greet me and the others, and I gave him a great big hug. He pointed towards a huge waterfall, and laughingly suggested that I might want to go and stand under the GLORY FALL. I ran, and thrust myself under the GLORY FALL. It was not water as we know it, rather liquid light, unlike anything I have ever experienced. (Please see my dream following this vision.) I was so happy and filled with joy that I felt that I would pop!

Soon others joined me and we frolicked under the GLORY FALL.

Then I heard two loud booms, like artillery or cannons or bombs coming from a distance. I left the GLORY FALL to investigate. I saw puffs of smoke on the other side of the gorge, and heard loud armaments. The LION was now pacing in front of the swinging bridge, guarding the garden entrance from any HE did not want to enter. HE was frightening and powerful and very much the King of the Garden. He spoke:

I WILL NOT LET THE PROFANE ENTER INTO WHAT IS HOLY.

I WILL NOT ALLOW WHAT IS HOLY TO BE PROFANED.

I heard soft voices whispering: “Kadosh, Kadosh, Kadosh! Kadosh, Kadosh, Kadosh!” (Holy, Holy, Holy! Holy, Holy, Holy!) The air was filled with the splashing sounds of the GLORY FALL, and the soft whispers of “Kadosh. Kadosh. Kadosh.” The whispers were like a gentle breeze, dancing through the tropical plant life. “Kadosh. Kadosh. Kadosh.”

The air was silky soft, yet electric and filled with joy and life. I felt so alive!

Soon I noticed that the LION was no longer guarding the entrance to the Garden. Where He had stood were two giant angels with flashing swords. “Just like in the Garden of Eden.” I thought.

The LION was now once again levitated in the air beside the bridge, frightening away any that did not know Him. The only ones who dared flee the sounds of battle and cross the bridge were those who were well acquainted with the LION. To them, He was their friend.

The LION turned His head and spoke to me as I marveled at the two angels with flashing swords.

I NEVER TOLD YOU NOT TO EAT OF THE TREE OF LIFE.

I AM THE TREE OF LIFE.

DIDN’T I TELL YOU I HAD COME TO BRING YOU LIFE, AND THAT MORE ABUNDANTLY?

All around me the Garden was vibrant and alive with the soft whispered sounds of “Kadosh! Kadosh! Kadosh!”

Then the Lion joined the two angels and spoke.

THIS IS THE YEAR THAT I WILL ROAR.

He opened His mouth and roared, and the sound of His roar shook the ground and the garden and the land across the gorge.

I was so glad I had heeded His voice and come quickly across the bridge into the Garden where his GLORY FELL! I was so grateful I had obeyed His call to come away to the other side, and to leave what was familiar and comfortable behind!

Rosie Lovejoy

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After writing this, I felt a movement in my Spirit, a sense that I had indeed experienced the living water in the GLORY FALL before. I waited for the Holy Spirit to reveal what He wanted me to know. A few days later I was reminded of a dream that I had nearly six years ago. I believe the vision and dream are connected. This dream was one of the many dreams and visions that sent me off to school to be trained up in the Prophetic.

Living Water Nobody Wants

A dream from July, 1998

I was at a church picnic high in the mountains. Tall pine trees swayed in the gentle breeze, and the perfume of their needles filled the air. The sky was a deep blue, with fluffy white clouds gently moving across it. Far off in the distance black storm clouds appeared on the horizon. Sounds of very distant thunder filled the air. The approaching storm was so far away that nobody was concerned.

The tables were filled with happy folks, eating baked beans and fried chicken. Ice chests were filled with various cans of soda, and pitchers of iced tea were sitting on the red checkered table clothes. Gleeful sounds of children playing filled the air. There were many Pastors and their families present.

The leader of the gathering got up and began to ring a bell. He is a well-known prophet that I highly respect. He asked the gathering to be quiet because he had an announcement to make. We all quieted down, and he asked us to look at the water spigot he was standing next to. It looked like a regular water spigot that one finds at public parks and campgrounds throughout the country.

Then he turned the spigot on and water shot out of it. He was so excited about it! It was unlike any water I had ever seen! Light shot out of it and through it! There was a presence to it. It was living!!!!! It was LIVING WATER!!!!!!! It was beautiful! I suddenly became very thirsty and ran forward to get some of that water.

The prophet smiled at me and handed me a cup. I drank my fill. It was so wonderful! So quenching! Quite simply beyond description!

I looked behind me and nobody had followed me to the spigot to get some of the LIVING WATER. It surprised me that there was not a line behind me. The folks at the tables had resumed their conversations, and once again laughter filled the air.

The prophet handed me an expensive lead glass, crystal pitcher and asked me to fill it with the water. As I obeyed, the light danced through and around the pitcher. It was a beautiful, breathtaking site!

I instinctively knew that I was to offer the LIVING WATER to folks seated at the tables.

I went around to tables as a waitress would. I joyfully asked each person if they would like a glass of living water.

Each one turned me down. One stated that they had just opened a can of their favorite root beer, and were very happy with it. Another pointed to a large glass of ice tea in front of them. Every one was very jovial and polite in refusing the LIVING WATER that had just come from the spigot.

The last person I spoke to was a pastor. When I offered him the fresh, LIVING WATER, he pulled a plastic gallon jug from off the ground next to him. He showed me the water in it. It looked dead and lifeless and had the smell of cheap plastic that has been sitting in the sun. It was yucky!!!

He proudly told me that this was last year’s LIVING WATER, and that he didn’t need any new water, as he still had plenty left. I was shocked that someone would choose stale, plastic-tasting water over the LIVING WATER that was being offered today.

I woke up with a feeling of exhilaration over the WATER, and mystified over the picnicker’s nonchalance and refusal to drink some of it. How could anybody not want the LIVING WATER?

It is my belief that the water coming from the spigot in this dream six years ago is the same water in the GLORY FALL of THE LION OF ZION III. I believe that the storm that was off in the distance in the dream will begin to break about us this year. And I believe that we each have a choice as to where we are positioned when the storm breaks. I believe the LORD is inviting us all to go deeper into HIS WORD, to hold tightly to HIS FAITHFUL PROMISES, and to watch HIS DELIVERANCE unfold.

Sincerely, Rosie Lovejoy

Lion Of Zion IV

Rosie Lovejoy

The Ark & The Betrothal

February 14, 2004

I saw a beautiful, scarlet red rose, flawless, with deep green leaves. The rose was three quarters open. It was a jewel among roses. The rose remained in my vision for over five minutes.

Then I saw a huge swirling bank of clouds. The clouds were white, with soft, multi-colored gray clouds intermingled. The clouds were swirling counter clockwise, like a mighty hurricane, slowly turning. Then the center began to rise into a tube of swirling white clouds and became a mighty vortex, like a tornado. The vortex then became a Torah Scroll, vertically swirling. One end of the scroll began to roll to the left, and rolled itself out to the end. Then the other half began to unroll towards the right, until it became totally unrolled. I could make out the Hebrew letters on the scroll.

Then a voice thundered:

THIS… IS… MY… WORD!!!!

Then the clouds continued to swirl, and I heard the words:

THIS YEAR MY WINDS WILL BLOW AND THE WATERS WILL RAGE.

Then I saw an old-fashioned brass doorknob and plate. It was suspended in the air, and was not attached to a door or anything solid. I looked a moment then reached out and turned the doorknob.

It was flooded with light as a long circular corridor appeared, with a blinding, blazing, gold light at the end of it. The light was so bright I could not look into it. There were no lights in the corridor; they were not necessary. The golden light at the end of the long, circular hallway was providing all the light the corridor needed.

Soon a large male sheep, with beautiful circular horns stood in the hallway, looking at me with tender, loving, infinitely deep compassionate eyes.

As I stood looking back at the ram, animals began to walk down the hallway two by two. It was if a silent voice was calling them, and they were answering the call. I saw elephants and cattle, horses and zebras, and birds of all kinds. There was row after row of animals, walking towards the blinding light.

As they were entering the light, I saw my favorite LION welcoming them. I realized it was HE who had been calling them.

Then the LION spoke:

WHEN NOAH WAS ON THE EARTH I TOLD HIM WHAT WAS COMING, AND I INSTRUCTED NOAH TO BUILD AN ARK OF SAFETY. AND HE DID. THERE WAS NOTHING TO SHOW HIM THAT A FLOOD WAS COMING. THERE WAS ONLY MY INSTRUCTIONS AND HIS FAITHFUL OBEDIENCE. EVERYONE LAUGHED AT HIM AND SCORNED HIM. YET HE OBEYED, AND BUILT THE ARK. WHEN HE CALLED THE ANIMALS, THEY CAME.

I HAVE BEEN CALLING MY PEOPLE AGAIN:

‘WILL YOU COME INTO THE ARK OF MY COVENANT WITH ME?

WILL YOU COME?

WILL YOU COME INTO THE PLACE OF SAFETY?

COME!! COME AWAY!! COME AWAY WITH ME!!

I AM CALLING MY BELOVED TO ENTER THE ARK OF THE COVENANT WITH ME.’

And I looked and the animals were coming in droves, but there were just a few people scattered among the animals.

Then I saw a large wooden cross sitting alone on the top of a high hill.

And I heard the words:

THE WAY OF THE CROSS IS THE WAY OF LIFE.

Light back lit the cross, and it glowed with the same golden light as the corridor. Behind it the sky had a glow like that of twilight.

Then a large, swirling object began to twirl through the air. It was miles wide, and light was bouncing off of it. It landed on the cross and I saw that it was a large, gold engagement ring, with a brilliant square solitaire diamond. The ring hung on the top of the golden cross, with rainbows of fiery light bouncing off the diamond.

It hung on the cross for a minute or so, then began to fly through the air, in a swirling movement.

Soon it paused, with the diamond toward the front, and floated in mid air. Then it swirled through the air again, and paused, diamond extended, over and over again. (I now know HE was offering the ring to others unseen by me.)-

Then the ring was in front of me. Brilliant rainbows of light were bouncing off the many facets of the large, square diamond. It was so gorgeous!!!!

A gentle voice spoke:

WILL YOU BECOME BETROTHED TO ME?

WILL YOU BE MY BRIDE?

My heart nearly burst with ecstasy!!!!! Yes!!!! Yes, LORD!!!!! I responded joyfully.

Then HE was standing there beside me, and HE placed HIS right arm over my shoulder. I felt a covering placed about me. It was a beautiful white prayer shawl. It was placed over me in a gesture of love and protection. We began to walk down the corridor towards the blazing light together.

I then found myself watching my movement with my BELOVED from outside the golden corridor. As I neared the light with my BELOVED, lovely white gossamer feathered wings came down and blocked the entrance to the corridor, shielding it from my view.

The Lion Of Zion V

Rosie Lovejoy

“Jacob’s Troubles Are About To Begin”

MARCH 13, 2004

I saw a stained, weathered looking gate. My first thought was that it could be either a door to a barn or outside building, or a gate to a garden. Soon a stone wall appeared on either side of the door. It reminded me of what a gate to THE SECRET GARDEN may have looked like. The gate was solid and strong, and unless opened, I knew I would not be able to proceed through it. As I thought about it’s strength, and wondered at it, the gate began to swing open. I heard a voice, “WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME IN?”

I entered a walled garden and found myself following a curved path of round concrete stepping stones surrounded by fragrant thyme. I was unable to tell what kinds of vegetation were in the garden, as it seemed to be shrouded in a mist. The path was visible, so I curiously followed it. The path halted at a large, round, deep blue pool. The water was inviting, and steps led into it.

I was reminded of Jewish mikva pools, and longed to enter it and bathe and consecrate myself once again to my Savior. I walked down the steps and began swimming in the deep pool. I found myself swimming like a dolphin. I would swirl and dive, then come up for air. The water was cool and wonderfully inviting. I swam and swam with total abandon and joy. I did not get tired.

Soon there was a movement in the center of the pool and a fountain began to rise. It vaguely resembled a Fluor de lea, but soon changed into a cross. The cross rotated clockwise. Water was coming out of the top, sides and most of the water was spraying out of the center. I heard the words:

“ARE YOU SURPRISED THAT MY CROSS IS A FOUNTAIN OF LIVING WATER FOR THOSE WHO WOULD COME TO IT?”

Soon I felt called to climb up on the pedestal of the cross/fountain. Then I was nudged to come up higher. I looked about and couldn’t see how to do that.

Then my favorite LION was beside me and urged me to climb onto His back. I didn’t want to, as I felt it was dishonorable and disrespectful to climb onto the back of THE LION OF ZION. He urged me, and I refused and struggled. HE let out a sigh, and asked if I would be willing to fly on the back of an Eagle? I replied to the affirmative, and a huge Eagle came and swooped me up. Soon I was riding on His back, hugging His head with both arms.

I looked down and saw the charred remains of a large city. It was a blackened and smoldering ruin. I knew it was one of our cities here in the US. I felt sick inside.

The Eagle asked me:

“DO YOU THINK YOU CAN WAGE WAR ON OTHERS WITH IMPUNITY?” *

As the Eagle flew me over the land I saw chaos and images of war everywhere. Our beautiful nation was on fire! The National Forests were on fire! The National Parks were on fire! Everywhere I looked our nation was black and burning.

Soon the Eagle swooped down into a deep, mountain valley where the trees were green, and signs of war were not evident. It looked like a valley in the Cascade, Sierra, or Rocky Mountains. The mountains surrounding this small valley were tall, jagged and snow capped. I asked, “What is this place? Why has the war not touched it here?”

HE replied:

“THESE ARE PLACES OF REFUGE WHERE MY HUMBLE ONES DWELL. THE ONES WHO DWELL IN MY REFUGES ARE THE ONES WHO HEARD MY VOICE AND HEEDED MY CALL. THEY DID NOT FIGHT WITH ME WHEN THEY HEARD THE SOUND OF THE SHOFAR. I WILL HAVE A REMNANT TO GREET ME WHEN I RETURN.”

HE continued:

“LET ME MAKE PLAIN TO YOU WHAT IS TO SUDDENLY COME UPON THE EARTH. JACOB’S TROUBLES ARE ABOUT TO BEGIN…AND WHO DID I TEACH YOU JACOB IS?”

“Judah and Ephriam,” I replied very soberly.

“NOW YOU KNOW…” HE answered me.

The Eagle landed and the LION was waiting to greet me. Once again HE urged me to climb onto HIS back. This time I was very grateful to comply.

“NOW DO YOU SEE THAT MY FAITHFUL AND HUMBLE ONES WILL NEED TO BE CARRIED IN THE DAYS TO COME?”

I had a thousand other questions. What time framework are we talking about? Are we talking days, months, years, centuries?????

There was no answer given to my questions, and the vision faded away…

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* impunity – 1. exemption from punishment or penalty

2. immunity or preservation from incrimination, regret, or the

like; escape from what is probable, certain, or just

** Places of Refuge

I received the strong impression that the Holy Spirit has been whispering to a number of wealthy Christians to buy land both here and abroad and make it ready for an influx of refugees. I had the sense that some had said, “Yes!” and were secretly going about fulfilling His request. They were stocking the Places with food, water, etc. I also sensed that many had said “No Way!” and those Places were not being prepared as the LORD had requested. I also seemed to know that some had prepared a Place of Safety for themselves, their families, and their friends, but were refusing to expend “their wealth” on those they did not know in the Body of Christ. I felt our Heavenly Father viewed their “partial obedience” as “disobedience”. There was a very somber sadness around these impressions.

These impressions were felt by me during the vision, but not part of the conversation I had with the Eagle.