CARRY MY CROSS

I saw the Lord on His way to Golgotha, but without His cross. He was bruised and very weak. Joseph of Arimathea had carried His cross for Him at this point. Suddenly, His eyeballs became whites, and He staggered into a place that looked like a shed, then fell sideways, and it was as though He was convulsing. Then suddenly He looked at me and said, “Carry My cross.” He said that we are now the Josephs to make it easier. But this time around, it was as though they would die in His place at Golgotha; they had become the sacrifice. (Romans 12:1).

Then I saw a young man kneeling down. His head was cut off and thick soot came out of it; it was so strong that it could knock out anyone. All over the place, I saw people doing the same thing.

I understood it to mean the essence of losing our heads for him. The soot I saw coming out of these ‘headless people’ was a result of the purification process. Everything toxic was to be removed, and after it was all out, then the proper thing will be put in their stead.

I had seen an angel, looking really brilliant with his wings widely spread and smiling. There were people around him touching and admiring his wings. I think he came with the message. Then, I got that we should be careful not to worship such magnificent beings or even our experiences but the God who made it so.

I think I heard the Spirit talk about false and true unity. True unity is far stronger than anything you’ve already seen. I remembered Genesis 11.

I saw a table setting, like a banquet in a garden. This table was really long, and it had different delicacies on it. The meals on the extreme left were less palatable than the ones on the extreme right where the host sat, with those sitting close to him. This place was so bright and fine. As the meals differed, so did the brightness and decoration of different spots. I thought of the Outer Court, the Holy Place, and the Holy of Holies. I remembered what Pastor had said about the Kingdom of God.

– Sis T.E.

June 22nd, 2019