Ruben opened wearing his prayer shawl and praying in the Spirit, then: Father, I pray that we would be humbled to receive a message that can only be told by an Angel, and that all of this will impart to our spirits something that we can acknowledge and embrace. That will help us in our walk, our faith, knowledge and understanding with great wisdom and compassion; that we can acknowledge how blessed we are in this world. We thank you in the Name of Yeshua. Amen.
Today as I was resting and closed my eyes, I was summoned. The angel came forth and tapped me on the shoulder like always, and it is gentle, peaceful; a peace that gets stronger. Before I could even open my eyes he said, “You’re summoned.” My spirit leapt with joy to be going with the angel! I’m able to look at him more clearly, walking side by side in step with him, letting him understand what I’m feeling inside and what I’m thinking as he reads my mind; and to acknowledge, he looks at me with a smile. It’s hard to really look at his face because of the anointing and the light that is so bright. But I don’t try to focus on that, I try to focus on what’s in Heaven, and before I know it I’m there with the aroma getting stronger and stronger. It seems like it’s getting stronger than ever.
The angel said, “You know the routine, let me help you with your robe, there’s your bench and I will see you again.” So, like always I stand up on the bench so I can look—I’m curious about what else can I see—what else am I allowed to see. But mostly the people I see just continue embracing and greeting each other, and those that I’ve seen over the years wave and I wave back briefly. I look around some more, then to the children who are just laughing, giggling, playing and smiling, because only they know what they went through, but they go to Heaven and they’re healed. It’s a wonderful feeling, a beautiful feeling to be able to experience seeing these wonderful children who were not wanted, were in an accident or whatever; now they are playing, laughing and happy, whether it’s black, white, Hispanic, Asian, it doesn’t matter, because there are no differences in Heaven, all are one in Yeshua. I look to my left and feel a breeze coming forth, but then back to the children until—suddenly it was there! He came to a halt and said, “You know who I am—Gabriel.
“Sit with me for a minute. I am privileged and honored to be able to share a story, a story about my Master. Because this season and the days that are coming up, each day it is a privilege to be talking about my Master. But I wanted to share about when He was a child, and a child that was very anointed as well. As He was growing up He was blessed more than we could ever imagine. There were some people who had a sense, a feeling that there was something very, very important about this child. For even when He was born angels leaped, praised and danced, opening their wings more than ever, letting the aroma flow from the east, west, north and south; they danced and danced when this child was born! And all the time this child was growing up they danced and dalnced, they praised and praised and they danced! Why? Because my Master was already being prepared, He knew that. How many children know that they are different?
“But my Master had more things to adapt to and take hold—He wasn’t just a child, and very few people knew that He was the Messiah. But my Master began growing up quickly—fast! He had revelation more than anyone in the world, more than you could imagine. He was bold and ready to go forth. He was anointed more than any child, any person, and whatever He spoke, whatever came out of His mouth came with authority, love, peace, calmness. It was amazing how you just wanted to listen, you never heard anything like this! You wanted to shut down everything, friends, family, whatever; you wanted them to be quiet—‘I’m listening to this!’ Something that spoke to your mind, your heart, your spirit. Oh, a child—speaking like this?! That can’t be true! Wisdom! Compassion! Courtesy! Love!
“As He was growing up, where did He spend most of His time? Could it be in Nazareth? What a story to be able to tell children, and even adults now because of what they’re going through. They just need to surrender. Surrender! Say ‘time out’ to everything, shut the world away and bow down and let their ears hear how Yeshua, my Master shared in those days. Why? He is my Master. He’s my Master! Great stories with love. And angels accepted Him as a child but knew He was the anointed, powerful, powerful Messiah! A King! A King!
“So, go my friend, with the little bit I share with you, but that’s not the end, there’s more. And as we continue to grasp and learn about this child as He’s growing up—we learn, and we listen. People say, ‘the tragedy of all this is too painful.’ But there’s redemption! There’s resurrection! There’s victory! There’s conquering! And more yet to be told. So, my friend go. Let your mind be at ease. Let your mind be at ease. I will see you again.”
Luke 2
John 21
John 20
Matthew 2
For The Journey and Ruben,
Judy.