29 May 2021 – Mansions

16:30

Vision

I am reading the bible in my room. I feel the presence of the Holy Spirit before I start. I am guided by the Holy Spirit to read Matthew 5 - Sermon on the Mount. I read all way through to chapter 8 but I feel exceptionally sleepy. I close my eyes.

Dear brother and sister, I am going to describe best what I saw but forgive me as the words fall short to describe the beauty of what I actually had seen. I pray that the Lord paints the picture in your mind as you read below.

I see white fluffy like clouds against a blue sky. It is bright. I enter through the clouds and blue sky and see Jesus and he is riding a white horse.

He is in a spotless white robe that covers his knees but does not cover his ankles. I notice that the robe is fastened with a belt but I cannot see the belt. (John 10:11 “I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.)

I see his feet clearly. Neat toenails. He has brown reddish leather type sandals, there is a strap that separates his big toe and straps are across the feet. The straps continues slightly above the ankles. (Mark 1:7 John announced: “Someone is coming soon who is greater than I am—so much greater that I’m not even worthy to stoop down like a slave and untie the straps of his sandals.)

He picks me up and I am sitting behind him on the horse. I ask Jesus: “Where we are going?” He replies we must get ready for battle. My hands are holding Jesus’ waist on either sides but I can’t feel his body, it is His spirit.

We are riding past green pastures and mountains. I notice that I am wearing a beautiful long robe that has various vibrant colours. The colours on the fabric work so well together with an overall golden hue but there is fuchsia, orange, green, yellow and other colours but it is all blending. The feel of the fabric is not cotton, it is soft (not delicate) with silk threads woven into the fabric and it exudes a royal priestly look but it is amazingly feminine. My arms are fully covered and the robe is full length.

I can see myself with Jesus on the horse as we are riding through this beautiful natural landscape. My hair is left open, long and slightly wavy to the waist. It is brown and glows with golden highlights on the waves as the light in this heavenly realm shines on me. My face is youthful – I look the way I did when I was 18/19 years old. On my head there is a small thin gold crown. We are galloping with some speed. This is not a slow trot through the grasslands. While we are riding I tell Jesus I have not been on a journey travelling on a horse. He says: “I know my child.” I am elated to be on the horse with Jesus. I am happy and a content feeling washes all over me. I am with my Father. I trust Him completely. I know we are riding at quite a speed but I am not affected by the speed. I can feel a gentle breeze on my face, my hair as we whisk by… I am full of joy and excited.

There is a lake nestled by a green mountain range. We stop. Jesus and I dismount the horse. The lake is like glass/mirror. I see the reflection of the horse in the lake. It is snow white and without a spot. The horse is absolutely beautiful and magnificent.

Jesus tells me come, I need to show you something. “Where are we going?” I ask. Jesus says; “You will see.” We walk up the mountain and over the mountain I see the mansions. (John 14:2 In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.)

The houses are all white, same look and size. It circles around the lake. The houses are in multiple rows gradually growing from the bottom of the mountain range around the lake. There are a lot of houses. However I get the feeling that although there are hundreds and thousands of white homes, this is significantly less. I am holding Jesus’ arm as we are walking on the gold paved cobblestone streets that separate each row. He is taller than me. My eyes are trying to consume everything in sight but not everything can be seen. Each house has a gold plate on the wall. It has the name of the person. I cannot see the names. The flowers that are between each home are different colours of bougainvillea's- like cerise and a beautiful pink. They are beautiful green flowers but they are like the bright green shade from the oil pastel crayons. The colours are so enhanced. The homes are next to each other like holiday villas. It is stunning. In my heart I know this is where we will be living in heaven.

Jesus tells me we are ready, the homes are ready. We stop. Jesus and I are facing each other while he is holding both my hands. I am held in his embrace, my face is buried in the Lord’s chest while he tells me the following:

· The time is near

· Preach the good news to all

· Let everyone who can be saved, be saved.

· Don’t stop! For I have saved you (referring to all of us that have accepted Jesus as our saviour) and my light is in you. You are a vessel to do the good work. Now go and help your brothers and sisters.

· Do it fervently and vigorously. For the hour has come.

· Not even the last one that can be saved must be left out.

· Shout it on the mountains.

· Continue, do not stop

· I am the Way, the Truth and the Life

· I have prepared the way, the road is ready for my children to enter

I ask Jesus why I can’t see him clearly and the homes that I can see but not with full clarity. I know he says, you will!

We get back to the glass lake and I mount the white horse while Jesus stands and watches me. I don’t want to leave him but I know we have work to accomplish. He bids me farewell and says: “Until we meet again!” I race with such an urgency to earth so that we can complete the mission. I go through a splendid white light, through the white clouds and blue sky and then all images disappear.

I open my eyes, no sleep, wide awake and ready to share my vision. Hallelujah! My Jesus is ready for us! Are we ready? Let us preach the good news, so that everyone that believeth in Him will enter the kingdom of Heaven.