I received this vision on the 6th day of Hanukkah – but I did not include the year when I wrote it. That was a dreadful oversight. But, at least, the Lord saved this extremely helpful teaching. It was in a stack of material I felt the Lord might wish to add to the next book. I had not seen the revelation for some time.

However, when I read it, I was struck by its present relevancy. When the Lord teaches, He says when His message is to be shared for the good of His children – and He wants this revelation to be shared now.

VISION

6th Day of Hanukah

I saw faces with flower petals around their heads – as though their faces were the centers of flowers.

But the rest of the body was human. They were standing in a flower bed – together – as if they were flowers growing in a bed.

I approached the group. They turned from talking to one another to addressing me.

“Hello,” I said.

“Hello,” they chimed in enthusiastically, “come for your petals?”

“I don’t know,” I stammered.

“Well you cannot go further without your petals,” they nodded between themselves.

“But no one told me that I needed petals to go further.”

“That is because you were not advanced enough to receive this hidden information,” they smiled sympathetically. “The path is long and sometimes inhospitable – but with your petals you can always turn your face to the sun.”

“But – and I do not mean to be disrespectful – I can do that now,” I said.

“What are you saying?” they said, mildly taken aback.

“I can turn my face to Jesus at any time,” I added.

“Ah,” they now understood what I was saying, but not well.

“These petals help you gather greater light,” – they tried to help me gain more understanding.

“Again – and I mean no disrespect – but there is nothing in the Bible about that,” I said slowly.

“Oh,” they chuckled, “now we see the difficulty. The need for petals is in other books – books that should have been a part of the Bible but certain people with their own agendas kept them out. These other books

have hidden, secret knowledge. With this knowledge of the secret things you begin to look like us. Look how beautiful we have become. Who would not wish to look like a flower? With these petals, you gain more and greater light.”

They continued, “Oh we – [they nodded to one another] climb higher than those who only gain knowledge from the Bible. Look at our beauty. Look what like-minded friends we have. We have more power as we tap into the secret wells of the universe.”

“You certainly seem powerful. I feel the power radiating from you, but at what cost?”

“What do you mean?” they queried among themselves, “there is only gain.”

“No friends,” I said, “you have exchanged power for purity.”

“Purity – we are the most loving of all people.”

“No – you have exchanged the love of God alone for hidden knowledge. You are stuck – look – your feet are

rooted in the earth, you can’t move forward with Christ. You are deluded.”

They were aghast. They looked at their feet planted in the ground. At first they were alarmed – but quickly reasoned their way through all they had heard to a place of pride in their decisions. “This is beautiful,” they said as they found they could not move their feet. “This gives us a firmer stand. More grounded.” They chuckled among themselves at their play on words.

I saw that I was not helping them through this exchange, I was only becoming entangled myself and “bogged down”. “I hate to leave you like this, but I must continue up the path before me,” I said finally. “May the Lord give you light.”

“Yes,” they smiled and turned their faces to the natural sun.

“I meant the Son of God – His light.”

“Oh,” they chuckled, “that is foundational knowledge – we have gone beyond that – but perhaps, you are too simple to comprehend… or to ever desire the greater light that we have found.” They realized that their answer was a bit harsh or even cruel so they softened the second part of the sentence – saying it with sadness, sympathy and even pity.

“Perhaps you are right,” I said with equal sadness. “I am simple.”

I shrugged and slowly smiled at them. Then quickly I turned on my heel and waved in the air over my shoulder as I headed up the path: “May the Lord Jesus be with you.”