Trumpeter Christian Ministry, Pomfret Connecticut, 1983

 

     There was a blinding flash with the intensity of the first burst from a nuclear detonation. I turned my head and tried to close my eyes and then realized that my eyes were closed! I looked back and saw intense pure white light radiating from around a man in a robe walking toward me with his hands in front, palms facing me. My only thought was “What is this?” Simultaneously I realized that the light was emanating FROM the man not around the man, and that the hands had nail holes. An indescribable peace washed through me.

 

     That day Doug and Barbara said that they wanted to pray for my healing. I kneeled and they both placed hands on my head and started praying. An hour later when it was all done, I was wringing wet with sweat, sitting on the floor trying to fathom what had just happened. When I saw that blinding pure white light, all I felt was love, joy and peace. Barbara said only one sentence. “I can’t explain the evil unless it came from what you saw in Germany as a child. (French Sector Occupied Germany 1952-1955)

 

New Haven Connecticut, 2008

 

     This, my first ever Yom Kippur was only a little more than a year after YAH sent me to my Messianic Jewish Congregation. (GO! I’ll Take Care of It!) As was my habit, I stood in personal silent prayer before the beginning of the service. Normally about ten minutes into the service The Rabbi would announce that we should “greet” each other. It is more a hug fest with everyone going everywhere and the center aisle is jammed. When finally order is restored we are back to the service. But on this day as I stood in prayer I realized that somehow everyone was greeting each other. I was perplexed! How did I miss the beginning of the service? When did the Rabbi “loose” us to greet each other? Never mind, let’s just go greet! I tried to walk and it was as if both feet were glued to the floor. What now! As I struggled to move I realized that a total silence had fallen and people were clearing out of the center aisle. As I looked to my right, I was one seat over from the center aisle. What in the world is going on, the aisle is now completely clear and a man in a white robe walks past me moving to the front. I immediately recognized the robe from 1983 and was expecting the great surge of peace again. He arrived up front, turned and looked directly at me. I have no idea what held me up but I stood there ready to faint with abject fear. Both of his eyes were like looking into two round crucibles of two glass furnaces, swirling with intense white, red, and yellow heat. For the rest of the day I was fixated on the fear and trying to understand what I had seen. Later we assembled in the library to read the Book of Yonah. Who did the Rabbi pick to read first? Me. I could hardly talk, let alone read coherently. All I could think as I read the first chapter was “I agree with Yonah.” I wanted to be anywhere EXCEPT sitting there reading what I was reading. I was terrified.

 

Yonah 1:

3.But Yonah, in order to get away from Adonai, prepared to escape to Tarshish. He went down to Yafo, found a ship headed for Tarshish, paid the fare and went aboard, intending to travel with them to Tarshish and get away from Adonai.

 

     Weeks of prayer and Bible study went by as I tried to understand what had happened. Finally one afternoon I took my Bible and placed it on the table ready to read. It fell open to Revelation 1, so I thought, why not, let’s read. When I got to “his eyes like a fiery flame”, I knew what I had seen on Yom Kippur.

Help us to study The Word and be spiritually prepared!

Having eyes to see and ears to hear!

Praise YAH!