ANGELS THAT WORK TOGETHER
The angels shown here are WISDOM in the center, PRUDENCE in the Summer Green color and DISCRETION in the Berry color.
My friend, Bob Jones, always referred to Wisdom as “the redheaded woman.” When I showed the drawing of Wisdom to him he said: “I always see her as older.” “Yes,” I told him, “but I am not a professional artist, I am doing the best I can.” Wisdom does look more mature than the drawing of her that I am showing you. She is dressed simply with a golden girdle across her chest and around her waist. On her head was some sort of golden enhancement. It looked like thin, golden leaves. It wasn’t a crown as we think of a crown– but a delicate embellishment that marked her station in some way. The Bible says:
13 Happy is the man who finds wisdom, and the man who gains understanding;
14 For her proceeds are better than the profits of silver and her gain than fine gold.
15 She is more precious than rubies, and all the things you may desire cannot compare with her.
16 Length of days is in her right hand, in her left riches and honor.
17 Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.
18 She is a tree of life to those who take hold of her, and happy are all who retain her.
(Perhaps the golden leaves in her hair refer to this verse.) 4:9 “She (Wisdom) will place on your head an ornament of grace; a crown of glory she will deliver to you.”
VERSES SHOWING THE THREE WORKING TOGETHER
12 I Wisdom dwell with Prudence and find out knowledge and Discretion.
3 To receive the instruction of Wisdom, justice, judgment and equity.
4 To give Prudence to the simple, to the young man knowledge and Discretion.
The colors indicate freshness and an aliveness to that which is being imparted to the hearer.
THE DEFINITION OF PRUDENCE: Wisdom applied to practice.
THE DEFINITION OF DISCRETION: Being careful about what one says or does.
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THE FIRST VORTEX
I saw this vortex very soon after the Lord opened the heavens to me. I had no idea of what it was. Therefore, I called it a funnel in my journal of December 20, 1994. I’ll type what was said at the time and then allow you to see the text of 1994 afterwards….(because, I’m not sure you could read my writing.)
“While praying for a relative who had been in an automobile accident, I saw a funnel of angels with a bright, white light at the end. These angels were in white with large white wings. People—escorted by angels were being carried into the intense, white light. I felt that these might be those who had recently died and were going into the nearer presence of God.”
THE WRITTEN TEXT
Please remember that this journal went through a fire and the subsequent soaking of water by our fine volunteer fire department—actually fire departments from several nearby towns were needed to put out the fire that took out our mountain cabin.
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THE ANGEL OF PRAISE
On January 23, 1995—fairly soon after the Lord opened the heavens to me—I saw the angel Judy (or she who praises). This picture is from my journal of that date. (Remember, I was drawing for myself—therefore I did not take extreme care with the journal drawings. I hope you don’t mind. But I wanted you to see that which was actually drawn on the very day of seeing the angel.) I am adding the section of the book HEAVEN AWAITS THE BRIDE that tells of that encounter.
I was so fixed upon the sight that I jumped a little when my name was called from behind me. It was Judy, the angel of praise.
She was dressed in a gossamer green under tunic, bound with a golden girdle. Over this was a deeper green cloak that had long, oversized sleeves. These sleeves contained pockets that held all manner of golden musical instruments. Her neck, hands, and feet had a slight tint of gold. Her auburn hair was plaited into seven loops interlaced with gold. On her forehead was a small golden box, housing Scripture. She began to speak:
“Anna, rejoice that you are loved. I am sent to comfort you with the mantle of praise.”
“What is that?” I asked, wiping my eyes with my hand. The bright angel with the vial for tears disappeared.
HYMN OF PRAISE
“Shh,” she said, putting her finger to her lips. “Let me help to calm your soul. Rest.” She became a small, green whirlwind. The wind and movement caused all the instruments within her robe to play together. The sound of praise was so pure that it seemed to draw angels from the air. They gathered in a large circle around her. She began to sing:
O great I AM, Eternal One,
Fountain of life within the Son,
Wellspring of blessing,
Wellspring of light,
Infinite mystery hid from our sight.
Searched by the Spirit,
Revealed through the Son,
Mystery unfolding, though ever begun.
Beginning and ending, great circle of light
That shatters the darkness, confounding the night.
All beauty, all joy, all splendor in One,
His grace freely shared through the life of His Son.
His life and His death and His life evermore,
Though crucified ever, to die nevermore.
All hail, Great Redeemer,
All hail, Mighty King
Of Life and of Truth and of Light do we sing.
All praise, adoration, and thanksgiving.
Through time never ending, our homage we bring.
GALBANUM AND CASSIA
As she sang, the aroma of galbanum and cassia filled the air. Galbanum bespeaks worship, adoration, thanksgiving and praise. Cassia urges homage to God alone. I needed both. I needed the idols in my heart to be cast down. Also, I needed to be lifted up, out of myself, through turning my eyes toward Him in praise. Her song was like a mantle dropping upon me—lifting my spirit but settling my soul.
At the end of the song, the many angels that had gathered withdrew discreetly. Judy spoke. “Worship God, Anna. He alone is worthy.” Then she too disappeared.
Angels wear different clothing styles—according to the assignment, it seems. The Bible tells us in Hebrews 13: 2—”Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by this some have entertained angels without knowing it.”
The angel shown on this page is called Daniel. The name Daniel in Hebrew means “God’s Judge.” He is dressed in many ways like a judge in the legal system in England. He even wears a wig. When I first saw this angel he was sitting on a rock in Paradise. Strangely enough, I did not ask him about his attire; but I did ask about his staff. It was as tall as he was and finished with an orb that was full of eyes.
Since the orb had no mouth I was puzzled about how it could be of assistance to the angel. He said that it gave him additional sight. This, he said, was helpful in his deliberations. He explained that, although the eyes could not speak to advise him, they added to his perception…that seeing was not just looking but also discerning.
Let me share with you a story of an angel encounter that occurred on the mountain where I live. This did not happen to me, but to the husband and wife from whom we purchased the land on which our house was built.
This land was set aside by The Lord for the Moravians that came to America to form a Godly community. They sought to serve the Lord in whatever way He called them and to do so in love and fellowship with mankind. The settlement that was established in this area of America was in Winston-Salem—not on this parcel of land.
However, all these years later, a Christian man and his wife purchased some of this anointed land and built a cabin on it. Soon after building it, he and his wife and another couple came to spend a night in the cabin. Upon rising the next morning, they entered the living room and were greeted by two angels dressed in the attire of the Moravians in times past.
The angels looked at the owners and said: “We have been waiting for you.” They then disappeared. These angels—dressed as Moravians of old –were sent to welcome them to the land. That is a blessed confirmation of the fact that you are in the perfect geographic center of the Lord’s will for your life.
ANGELS AT PLAY
The year was 2008. Our home had burned down only two months before. I live in a very beautiful part of North Carolina. On the cleared path and in the woods near my house I saw angels having a wonderful time.
[I will type out what was written at that time and then put the actual text at the end of the pictures—which is exactly where it appeared in the journal.]
2008: “I was reminded of Bonnie Chavda’s word to Harry Bizzell that there are locations where angels play and that this was one of them. It was simply a time for them to enjoy one another. Several held tops (they looked like large diamonds) and would spin them in their hands. It was like “play day” at school when I was a child. Yes, that was it. The angels—though very old indeed—had retained a child-like-ness . Of course, I thought to myself, it is easier to remain childlike if your body is as supple as a childs.”
THE VENERABLE ANGEL ELIJAH
This large, old-looking angel is Elijah. He was blue (an angel of revelation). His clothing had flashes of lightning in constant motion within the folds. He was bald and had a long white beard. Although I had never heard of bald angels, I did know that—being spirit—the angels are able to appear as they wish. Perhaps this appearance suited his calling.
THE ANGEL CLARA
This is the angel that takes me to visit the healing angels. She is very beautiful. You will find these stories in THE HEAVENS OPENED or in the first book of HEAVEN AWAITS THE BRIDE.
THE ANGEL PHYLLIS
The angel Phyllis was one of the first spiritual beings that I knew had been assigned to me. I believe that the Lord gives angels to all of us to help us here on earth, but on December 28, l994—very soon after the Lord had opened the heavens to me—He assigned Phyllis to me. It was almost as though she was suspended in clear water, for her garments and wings and her hair seemed to float like the tendrils of a translucent jelly fish.
Phyllis is a blue angel. She is an angel of revelation. The exchange that follows is with the Lord. Part of the exchange is missing due to the water filling the containers holding the journals (when the fire department tried to put out the fire that burned down our house.)
The installation that took place in the court of heaven confirmed me in the position of being my Heavenly Father’s Chancellor (secretary). The picture is right from my journal of January 1, 1995. All of the small lines within the picture represent thousands and thousands of angels. The discoloration at the bottom is from the journal sitting in water when the fire department tried to put out the fire that burned down our home in 2007.
ONE OF THE TWENTY- FOUR ELDERS
From THE HEAVENS OPENED and HEAVEN AWAITS THE BRIDE
“In the midst of the intensely white light of the throne area, there stood twenty-four very tall beings with crowns on their heads. Each wore a chain with a single gold medallion hanging from it. The hair on their heads was white, and they were full of light. I could sense that they were ancient, wise and bore much authority.”
[The twenty-four beings around the throne of the Father are called ELDERS, a term signifying the governmental authority of those of faithful seniority. Their delegated rulership is seen in their wearing golden crowns, which at times they cast before the throne and prostrate themselves in worship (Rev 4:4 and 10).]
Again, the discoloration of the page is from the journal sitting in water when the fire department tried to save our home from fire. That is me standing before one of the ELDERS. The exchange is in the books credited above. This took place December 1994.
THE LESSON OF THE BIRDS
The following (right from my journal of July, 1995) shows one of the ways the Lord teaches us….pictures. The section marked in yellow is dialogue spoken by the Lord. The pink marks research that I pursued related to the vision. It was marked in this manner when I copied it from the original source (the journal). Therefore all mistakes have not been corrected. The Lord asked me to use this vision in the second book: THE PRIESTLY BRIDE. [The second half of the book: HEAVEN AWAITS THE BRIDE.] The rock where the Lord had His nest was on Pore’s Knob in North Carolina. I had never seen this rock when it was featured in this vision. But since then, I have been blessed by actually visiting that rock several times……………many years ago now. But it is as I drew it in my journals. Now it is part of a protected area within a gated community. However, the huge rock face is visible from miles away.
THE HANGING GARDENS IN PARADISE
Again, this picture is right out of my journal (1995). I was as at the hanging gardens in Paradise. The water mark at the lower right and somewhat on the left is due to the journals getting wet when the fire department tried to save our home from burning down. The Journals were in small safes, but were not locked. The water seeped in.
In the picture there are waterfalls that are pouring down through the vegetation. A pool is seen at the bottom. The tiny figure in the water stain is me.
THERE ARE OTHER WAYS OF ARRIVING IN HEAVEN
I never come before my Heavenly Father without permission. In October l996 I heard my name called: “Anna.”
“Lord, may I come before you?” I asked.
“Come!” He said. I began to shoot up to heaven like a rocket.
When traveling up the tunnel to Paradise (in 1996) I saw that I was accompanied by a number of blue birds. The closer I came to Paradise I realized the blue birds were actually blue angels.
I am placing my journal–pages, mistakes and all–into July’s angel section. This was a later revelation than those I’ve shown before. This experience with the Lord came two months after our house burned. I hope it blesses you.
THE SWORD GIVEN TO ME BY MY HEAVENLY FATHER
I am showing you the sword as I drew it in May 1995. I am hoping that you will be able to read the hand written description that I wrote in my journal at that time. (Remember, I had no idea that I would ever be sharing–what I consider treasures– with anyone else. But for the Lord’s sake and for the building up of His Kingdom, I am opening my private journals to you.)
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In may 1995 I was given a sword by My Father. It was for the purpose of writing–although at that time I did not know that He was calling me to write of heaven. I will share the picture of that sword and that which the Lord said at the time of receiving it. The sword will be shown next month. First I want to share with you pictures of the Cherubs that accompany the sword–protecting it, and because of it, me. Again, these
pictures come right out of my journal.
The pictures are a bit blurred because the journals passed through a fire that burned down our home and also because they were so soaked by the fire department that it took three months to dry them out. You will need to look closely because there is a slight hint of the hands that are part of the underside of the wings. Their names are Jachin and Boaz. GOD WILL ESTABLISH/IN HIS STRENGTH.
From the book: HEAVEN AWAITS THE BRIDE
My Father spoke, “Jachin and Boaz will go with you now,” He said referring to the two cherubs. “They guard the sword. They are very powerful and most loving; they will be your friends.” He addressed the Cherubim, “Guard well.” They bowed and then turned around and bowed again. Their bodies had two fronts and no backs.
Part of the function of the Cherubim is to guard. The two large pillars supporting the roof over the porch of the temple that Solomon built were named Jachin and Boaz (1 Kings 7:15, 21). In the spiritual sense, the pillars stood guard at the entrance of the holy place, as cherubim also guarded the entrance to the Garden of Eden (Gen 3:24).
The cherubs were covered with feathers that had eyes in them. They had hooves. Each had two faces. Cherubim may have one, two, or four faces. The Cherubs that are part of the chariot of the Lord have four faces. They have two hands that are part of the wings–but underneath. In these drawings, the hands are only partially seen near the hip area. I gave them a bit more color than they actually have because it is almost impossible to see them when they are light tan which is their true representation. Jachin has the face of a man and lion and Boaz has the face of an eagle and an ox.
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Right after going to heaven, I found myself on a moving sidewalk with a tour guide calling out locations of interest. Here is the drawing right from my 1995 account which appears in the journal. The first book is now in HEAVEN AWAITS THE BRIDE….along with a fuller description of this angel.
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There are many ways of going to heaven (which we will talk about some time in the future). One way is by the tunnel—a section of which is shown here in my 1995 journal.
(Please forgive the discoloration due to the journal passing through the fire that burned down our home and the water marks from the fire department’s attempt to put out the fire.)
The picture is of me heading up the tunnel to Paradise. I am turning cart wheels. Clearly, I’m exuberant. There is buoyancy—an overflowing of effusiveness. It’s as though you cannot contain the joy you feel. You must express it.
This is true of the angels as well. In Freddy Hayler’s magnificent CD called Song of Angels released around 2001, he shares a vision of heaven. A preview of the recording was sent to me by Joy Strang with the question: “Is this heaven?” When I listened to the CD I began to cry so loudly (you know, something like Joseph when he interviewed his brothers in Egypt) that my husband called down the stairs: “What in the world is the matter?” “It’s this vision,” I called back. “It is so amazingly beautiful!”
I wrote Joy that very day: “Yes—that is heaven—and how do I know?—because in the vision, angels were turning cart wheels in the air. No one would dare make that up…and you would have needed to have seen it in order to be brave enough to tell it.” Angels turning cart wheels. The exuberance one experiences on the way to heaven and once in that glorious place.
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This picture is from my journal on March 22, 1995. There are lines through the drawings because the angel is drawn and colored in my journal.
This depicts the first time I met the Angel of Promises. (I did not do a very good job of drawing the wings.)
Our original conversation was taken down at the time. You may be able to read it. If not, the exchange is exactly reported in the first book within Heaven Awaits the Bride.
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I am showing a prophetic object instead of an angel this month because it is part of the camel caravan. Each camel bore one chest. These were carried in by two angels at a time. The forty-eight angels stacked the twenty-four chests in the middle of the living room. They were piled to and then through the ceiling.
They were shaped a bit like a camel. Their color was in keeping with the animals that bore them. They had five golden straps securing them and two blue handles for lifting. The prophetic blue of the handles was a “play” on the phrase: “getting a handle on it”. The keyhole was a cross. However no key was given to me, for Jesus Christ is the Key.
The fifty angels—the number of jubilee or of deliverance.
Hope chest- a chest or the like in which a young unmarried woman collects articles which may be of use to her in a home of her own in the event of her future marriage.
The twenty-four or double twelves— is the number of the elders around the throne—heavenly government. The twenty-four chests signify heavenly revelation to be shared on earth when the chests are opened.
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This picture is taken right out of one of my journals from early 1995. At that time Albert and I were living in Florida fairly near Bob Jones and his wife. Once a week, we ate with them at one of the Panama City restaurants. It was great fun.
I had only recently begun to see into heaven and even go there on multiple occasions. This particular angel came to me one morning. She did not give me her name. Therefore, because she made me laugh, I called her “Chuckles”.
Later that week I showed the picture to Bob Jones. He said the angel was “Emma”—the healing angel. The text right near Emma was written into the journal in 1995 right after I showed Bob this picture.
The discoloration at the bottom of the journal’s page is from water damage. My journals were soaked with water when the fire department tried to keep our home from burning to the ground. They did not succeed but the journals survived.