Prophecy for the days of tribulation
“This whole life is a journey, a road that we all must walk. And we can choose how we want to walk it. Will we go through life looking at all the things we don’t have, or will we look UP each day and remember that we have something far greater awaiting us at the end of this road? Will we stop our murmuring and remind ourselves that we’re just pilgrims and strangers in a strange and hostile land, and that our true Home is not here at all? Will we quickly come to the realization—so as to make our life easier—that everything good we have is a perk, an extra, and that all we’ve really been promised is service and sacrifice? With food and clothing, therewith be content. You have not yet resisted unto blood, my friend, striving in this world. For if the footmen weary you, how then will you contend with horses? If these minor trials get you down, how will you fair when the real fires of hell are put on you?
If we can just get our minds and eyes off of the Now, then our whole life of service becomes so much easier! If we can praise our souls into the presence of our Love King and forget about all the goodies of Egypt, then our walk in this world will be so much more enjoyable. I am Companion, and I’ve tutored many of God’s wayfaring ones through this earth life safely. The secret lies in learning to set your eyes on the focal point, on the prize, on Heaven. This is what you know as “the Heavenly Vision.” This is the most important thing a traveler can do to reach his destination. He cannot look to the right or to the left, but straight ahead. And praise helps you to keep your eyes facing forward. Praise lifts your head for you and sets you aright again, on your feet, and gets your vision cleared. Praise is the breath of the wayfarers. It’s the staff of the pilgrim. It’s the voice of all those who are seeking that City.
Come walk with me. I’m more of a background companion, a shadow helper. You won’t always see me or feel me around. And I might not talk too much either. But I am here, walking right beside you. My Nierna is in my hand, and its flame is encircling the both of us. As we breathe this fire in, our hearts sing. This song comes out our mouths—the song of the wayfaring folk, the song of the free spirited, the song of the children of David, the song of God’s gypsies!”
(End of prophecy)
“I hold in my hand one of the lanterns of praise which line the paths and passageways leading into the heavenly high courts of our Lord. These lanterns-standing in majestic power-give glory to our God at all times. Their flame never wanes or dies as they burn in impassioned honor and praise to our Husband!”
“We call on the keys of resolve, of strength and of power to help us to work hand in hand with them, to acknowledge them, to listen to them and to follow their checks.”