We have all experienced defining moments…a time when you look back on your life and remember something that took place that changed the direction of your sails…a fresh wind.
Today was such a day. What was the end of a 21 day fast became the beginning of fresh winds blowing through my life, literally.
It happened at church. I knew today was going to be different, I came expecting great things. I found more than what I expected…much more.
The moment for me came when God led me specifically to someone for prayer. While this person prayed over my knee I experienced a moment of complete deafness. I could not hear his words as he laid hands on my knee and prayed for healing. Everything went silent, then I heard it… the wind…and I felt it rush through the sanctuary. As it blew, I heard God clearly, I am the HEALER. Mans words are from Me, remember this always.
The man released his grip on my knee and my earthly ears were opened to hear his wife ask if she could lay hands on me and as I nodded, and instantly I felt the Holy Fire descend and rush through her hands into the pits of my soul –it felt as if I had been shot through the stomach but without the pain. I found myself flying through the air backwards, being caught by those who were safely guarding the flock.
I was taken to another place, not of this world. I saw the room. I saw it. I saw the robe. I saw it. It enveloped everything around it…I wanted to be wrapped up in it. Then a voice brought me into the present. This voice casted out remnants that remained within, the ones that held me in bondage to depression, oppression and generational curses. At one point as she was praying over me – deliverance and I was praying in the Holy Spirit, as was she, and for a brief moment our languages matched…it was POWERFUL!
The wind began to blow again and with it I floated back to the room and then I saw something new, something I had seen many years before – I saw the doors- the golden doors. They were massive and the writing on them made sense to me in this place, my entire being filled with so much joy I couldn’t contain it…
My earthly ears began to hear the music in the church and I sensed the service was coming to a close and my humanness wanted to get up and not be a distraction, but I couldn't move. The only thing I could lift was my head, but my shoulders were still glued to the floor.
I kept trying to get up, but an intercessor who had been praying over me told me; “it’s not time to get up…rest in His presence” it made me so happy! I was taken back (in the Spirit) to the Throne Room…this time I saw a waterfall beginning to form in the middle of the throne and it began to overflow and pour out crystal clear water poured out into all of Heaven…
Then I sat up and someone helped me to my feet, but I felt as if I was in a dream and someone came rushing to me and then I heard the voice, ‘no you are not done yet’ and bam!, the fire fell and I was knocked down again, but I don’t remember falling or how long I remained. I slept peaceful. When I awoke, the 9:30 service had ended and the 11:00 service had begun and my earthly body was embarrassed, I felt as if I was a being a distraction I wanted to get up, but I couldn’t move my body felt as if it weighed as much as the earth itself. So I remained a little while longer… Finally I felt the release and waited until the music began and then I was helped to my seat where I soaked in the music…I was weak, yet I was stronger than I have ever felt before.
Later in the service I saw more of the vision…
I saw the throne room, only this time the waterfall began to pour out from the throne in the sanctuary…the crystal clear water was like a waterfall bubbling over and pouring out covering the stage down the stairs and into the sanctuary…at that very moment, Pastor Londa began to sing in the spirit and praises began to flow from her mouth…the repentance was finished, the river of anointing was flowing and it was time to sing for joy of the Glory of the King!
