Heaven Is Beyond Your Wildest Expectations (11 page)

His words overwhelmed me, and I was again prostrate on my face before Him. He reached down and picked me up and continued talking to me. It was like it was burned into my spirit, on the walls of my soul, like He was writing the commandments on the tablets He gave to Moses. They would now be indelibly in my spirit. “Why do they not walk in My commandments?” He asked again, not that He didn’t know the answer. At that point, He commissioned me to make Him real to people on the earth. I’m a man with a message from Heaven. “Tell people they are special and unique, each one. God made every one of His children to have a divine purpose, which only they can accomplish in the earth.”

I asked Him what is going on in Heaven. He told me, “I will be your focus in Heaven. You will worship and enjoy Me forever.” He said, “Heaven is My creation for you. I will be the center of it all.” Everything else I saw after being with Jesus was pale and dim compared to Him.

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I went to the mansion where I will spend all eternity. I opened the door and noticed that it was not ready for occupancy. I saw three buckets of paint in the living room. John dipped his hand in one of the buckets and flung the paint against the wall—flowers appeared on the wall. I walked over and picked up the whole bucket and threw the contents at the walls. Suddenly flowers appeared everywhere and the room was permeated with the sweetest floral aroma I’ve ever smelled. But the mansion was not ready for me to occupy.

After leaving the mansion, and walking toward the throne room, I noticed that clothing in Heaven has three different textures. A soft, velvet garment tapers to the body. It’s used for everyday activities around the mansion—like we would say, around the house. The second is a robe of salvation, a garment worn on top of the first that fits to the body and is made of linen. The third garment, worn over top of that, is the “robe of righteousness” (Isa. 61:10). It is a sleeveless garment, worn in the presence of God, in the throne room. This is the “garment of praise” (Isa. 61:3 King James Version). All kinds of beautiful jewels and decorations are on this garment indicating what you did on the earth—if you were known as a writer, singer, a preacher, etc. When I saw the outer garments, I could tell what people did in their activities on the earth.

The water vitalized me,
invigorated me, and gave me
strength.

Then I saw coming directly from the throne room of God a magnificent river of life. My friend clothed me in a glowing, transparent robe, and we stepped into the body of water that had no bottom. The water rose like Ezekiel described. It rose up until it totally covered me. I could actually breathe in the water and interact with the water. It vitalized me, invigorated me, and gave me strength. I drank some of the water—it was so very refreshing, sweet, and rejuvenating.

I was lifted up out of the water, and I stood on the other side of the river bank. I began to see a massive group of people of all nationalities who were singing, “All hail the power of Jesus’ name; let angels prostrate fall….” I asked John, “What’s going on? Why are they singing the same songs we sing on earth?” John told me that all songs of the spirit originate in Heaven. So the first song I ever heard there, “Hallelujah” which is a universal song, originated in Heaven! Back on earth when I heard people singing, “Altogether lovely, altogether wonderful is He,” it was sung in Heaven before I heard it on earth. Every musician and singer can receive a song from Heaven. I saw musical notes floating through the air and then go into a person who would burst into song, singing in the spirit. I also saw the notes go over the mountains that surrounded the city.

Flowers had faces—
and they sang!

The angels kept rhythm to the singing, and the trees clapped and kept rhythm to the angels’ singing. Everything worships God in Heaven. Everyone is exuberant and worships the Lord in some fashion. Flowers had faces and they sang. It was astounding! If people have any kind of musical background, they should allow God to use it for worship.

The streets are named Hallelujah Boulevard, Praise the Lord Avenue, and the like. We walked on transparent streets, and I could see all the way through them. A NASA scientist later told me there is an impurity in gold, and when it’s removed, the gold is no longer yellow, it’s crystal clear. As we walked, I saw a playground with children and teenagers—those who died prematurely. I also saw massive lumps of clay, and I saw angels working with smaller clumps of clay. They were forming and fashioning it as if they were sculpting. I asked John what they were making. He said they were for miscarried or aborted babies and were being formed and fashioned to what God wants them to be. In another area were children petting lions like they were harmless kittens. One little girl ran and jumped into the arms of Jesus. Most of the time I was in Heaven, I saw Jesus spending time with children and teens.

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One of my favorite parts of the whole experience is the Parts Room. About five hundred yards from the throne room, there is a storage room. On the door a sign reads, “Unclaimed Blessings.” I opened the door, and I was blown away. There were legs hanging from the walls. Every part of one’s anatomy was stored in that room. God has a spare parts room. God has miracles just waiting to give to people. Then I saw people on the earth pray, and I saw the prayers come up to Heaven. The angels received the prayers and retrieved that specific miracle, that new part for the ears, spinal column, or a new kidney from the Parts Room, and they took the part to the person who needed it. Many times they had to fight principalities and powers. I saw how the enemy hinders those prayers and discourages the people praying. The angels were released to get the miracles and to deliver the miracles, but the people had given up, thinking they would never receive their miracles.

I remembered that Daniel had to wait twenty-one days for the angel to come to him with the manifestation of his prayer. The angel left Heaven the minute Daniel prayed, but the angel was hindered so it took awhile. People negate their miracles by saying, “It’s not for me,” or “It’s not the day of miracles.” There is no “day of miracles.” There is a
God of miracles!

Our God is without limitations. Everything we get from God comes on the wings of faith. We receive healing by faith. Our faith makes us whole. The earth’s atmosphere is where Satan rules, and where evil spirits target people and try to deceive them. When people get on their knees or begin to pray and direct their prayers to Heaven in Jesus’ name, the prayers go into Heaven like sharp, barbed arrows. A whole army of angelic forces come and cause the demonic forces to retreat.

When believers declare, “It is written,” then you can say, “It is finished. The Word of God says it is written. I believe it, I accept it, and it’s finished.” When people pray like that, the angels go into battle for them. That’s why it is so important to stand on God’s Word as a basis for prayer. An army of angels is prepared to battle demons based on prayer. When two or more people agree, it increases angel activity. There is an increase of angel activity in this day in which we live. We should count on their help.

An army of angels is prepared to
battle demons based on prayer.

When I was with Jesus and He spoke to me about what He wanted me to share back on the earth, He also told me that there would be a time of restoration on the earth that would be more than the Azusa Street Revival. Also, it is time to get ready for His return, to get all the sin out of our lives. This message was really why I was sent back. I was receiving information that Jesus was giving to me and instructing me about my assignment. Everyone has an assignment and a purpose. Even a salesperson’s purpose is to talk about Jesus. Everyone has a destiny to be fulfilled.

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I also had to go back to earth because my little sister, who was in the accident with me, was praying for my life in Jesus’ name. My friend John said, “You have to go back, she’s using the Name.” His name is more powerful than death, than cancer. There’s power in the name of Jesus. Although they were working on her to stop the bleeding, she was praying for me. I had been pronounced dead twenty minutes earlier, yet she was still praying.