Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Vision of Jesus The Wedding Gate Way The Bride The Crown The Ring The Bowl of Water

Vision of Jesus and the Crown, 
The Wedding Arch Way,
The Bride, The Angel
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To Friend request on face bookLARA SANCHEZ·TUESDAY, MARCH 15, 2016
There seems to be times in the prophetic window where you can see clearly, and other times it takes greater faith to see visions. It is during this time there is a deeper hunger in the heart to wait upon the Holy Spirit to reveal Jesus. This time, is one of those.
As I waited upon the Holy Spirit and continued to meditate upon God’s Word, “Scripture is my place of entrance to see. Every Scripture is a gateway of entrance to experience Jesus and the kingdom as we read in John 3: We must be born of the water (Word. which is milk and honey) and the Spirit. The Spirit and Life of Jesus are the fullness of these in the eyes and heart of a believer.
In certainty, my eyes were opened by the Person of the Holy Spirit and it was there I saw an altar where a woman was dressed in her wedding gown, standing under a wedding arch. The arch had the same beautiful flowers of Righteousness in them, as the crown that sat upon the Bride’s head.
As she stood under the gate of the wedding archway, it was there I saw Jesus appear to the Bride--yet, the Bride did not speak. Jesus looked upon her and smiled and moved His left hand to the side of Him when an angel came with a ring on a platter, to serve Jesus. Jesus took the ring and placed it on the Bride’s finger. The Bride gently bowed her head and it was there that the Righteousness of the beautiful flowers in her crown began to shine, and glisten in my vision of my eye.
Here, Jesus moved His hand to the left again and it was there the angel came with a bowel with water on a platter and it was there that Jesus began to use this to wash the feet of the Bride.
As I began to lift my hands in worship it was there the vision ended.

Scripture Reflection

Song of Solomon 5:1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my [promised] bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my balsam and spice [from your sweet words I have gathered the richest perfumes and spices]. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends [feast on, O revelers of the palace; you can never make my lover disloyal to me]! Drink, yes, drink abundantly of love, O precious one [for now I know you are mine, irrevocably mine! With his confident words still thrilling her heart, through the lattice she saw her shepherd turn away and disappear into the night].


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