The Spiritual Chronicle of The Moravian Falls House of Prayer and Angels of Harmony

by Anna Rountree

We are resuming the spiritual history of The Moravian Falls House of Prayer (which we left off before Christmas.) I am sure this account is not unique in the history of the church, but in my lifetime I have never seen such a retelling – either through records available on Earth or chronicled in the Bible

But, as the world marches toward Armageddon, our Father is revealing more of His ways as well as revealing His spiritual realm to His children.

This carefully recorded account spans sixteen of the Twenty-four years I have lived in Moravian Falls. In 2006, the angel Victory walked up the path and proclaimed the prophetic future of Prayer Mountain. He announced The Moravian Falls House of Prayer.

To Be Continued. . . .

Angels of Harmony – Part 1

Angels of Harmony

God, too, has favorite things. I almost hear the song that says: “these are a few of my favorite things” as I write about the angels: HARMONY.

Harmony is one of the main characteristics of the life shared between the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit. Therefore, the Angels of Harmony would be among the first to be established on Prayer Mountain.

Since harmony is a main characteristic in the unity He needs to display His attributes, He has sent hundreds of the Angels’ of Harmony to assist people to come into harmony with God and with their Christian brothers and sisters.

Their Arrival

The Lord has sent this choir of angels in the most whimsical fashion through music.

July 9, 2006 – (Sunday)

When we arrived at the gazebo, a young lady was already sitting there. We greeted her and found out that she was from Oklahoma. She was told of this place by a friend of hers from Charlotte. The friend was further down the trail.

Therefore, Al and I went to the spot where people have, at times, gathered. We got our blanket and red checkered pillows and sat down on the ground near the large pine tree.

Almost immediately, little white whirls of wind formed. They increased until there were many of them. They were like little whirl winds.

Suddenly angels came from each individual whirling funnel.

Each emitted the sound of a certain instrument. There was the sound of chimes and one of a horn. There was the sound of a drum and a violin, etc. For an instant each (angel) looked like the sound of the instrument emitting from them.

 

Each (angel) seemed to be the instrument or the sound of the instrument. Then the angels, (or the sounds of the instruments), began to play together. The sounds they made were not timid – and truthfully, they were almost humorous. Fun – that’s the word for it. . . delightful. Believe me, all the demons in hell knew they (the angels) had been assigned to Prayer Mountain. With them came the joy of the Lord.

 

The angels seemed to be the instruments. And also, they played the instruments. I do not really understand it. However, waves of praise emitted from them. These formed a multilayered and multicolored band that moved upward.