First let me state what an unsurpassing joy and privilege it was to have been part of the “7”: HALLELUJAH!
Even at home while first reading about our assingment, the burden rose up within me.
I wasn’t surprised, then, to be overwhelmed with tears and heaviness the instant my feet left Noname’s apartment. I descended the stairs restraining my tears, allowing the burden to grow. As I drove to the Western Wall [Kotel] with Noname and Judy, I prayed quietly but forcefully in tongues, all the while agreeing with my sisters’ declarations of victory.
Once at the wall, the burden continued for Yoseph. My eyes were riveted on him, and as I watched him, the tears flowed unceasingly and the tongues persisted until he had completed his task.
When we left the wall, the burden lifted and I
knew I had interceded according to G-d’s will. Hallelujah!
When we entered the church, I knew I had to walk around and around and around the designated area. This I did, all the while exclaiming G-d’s will as the Spirit gave utterance in tongues. Then Yosep’s blowing the shofar evoked a wrenching in my spirit, causing me to cry out with each tone. I had to repress further cries – the Spirit yearned to go on.
At a certain point I knew I had to remove my shoes as we were then on sanctified ground, Hallelujah! At the same time the direction of my steps was reversed, and I proceeded to walk around in the opposite way.
Naomi had asked me to photograph the entire assignment in sequence. I inwardly hesitated because I did not want to sully the sanctity of the assignment nor hinder the move of the Spirit. However, I discerned the “go, ahead” from the Lord.
Towards the end, a little Arab caretaker entered and asked me who we were, whether we had received permission from “The Sisters”, and if the tourists who came to pray were upset. I told him we were a private group and that we had received permission from Jesus. (He was quite perplexed at this!) I assured him emphatically that the tourists were all very happy, smiling and even taking pictures. He repeated his concern about the tourists, but once reassured, he left satisfied. Thank G-d for favor!
It was a while until we settled down and Shira had to call us together. As she did so, the same moment I was aware of something “pulling” me into the others, as it were. We were truly joined as ONE, in Him, to accomplish His purposes! Amen! Hallelujah!
Despite my tiredness, I was determined to proclaim G-d’s Word and did so alongside Annelore.
I was also determined to pray according to the following prophetic vision given in a Jerusalem worship service. The LORD appeared – STANDING – and He called out His people Israel, tribe by tribe. This I did, in faith, calling forth each and every tribe individually. After doing so, I saw in the Spirit men, women and children rushing forward, toward salvation! Hallelujah! Praise G-d!
This had to be the most precious ministering a saint could receive! As Shira and Yoseph ministered to me, Yoseph began by gently kissing my right hand over and over again. At first I was surprised and shy; but when he continued this (and this he repeated a second time) I understood its significance, and my heart was deeply touched, and tears flowed. Their words along with Annelore’s and Judy’s were like the Balm of Gilead and I was set free, strengthened and empowered again to go on! Hallelujah!
Because I yearned so much to receive very specific anointing as a psalmist and minstrel, I requested even more prayer. I desired more and more – why limit G-d?
Naomi came forth, and prayed precisely those words I needed to hear and G-d said, “Because it is a desire of your heart!” Hallelujah! Thank you Jesus! To G-d be the glory! Amen! Amen!
G-D BLESS YOU ALL!
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