In 1995 my husband and I were visited by a caravan of 24 camels. Fifty angels accompanied this caravan: two with each camel, one guiding the lead camel and one angel at the end of the line to steady and guide the latter animals Since my husband and I were living in a government controlled housing project, I wasn’t sure how our neighbors were going to receive these large animals and desert attired Bedouin. Thankfully no one was out on the street.
I am adding a picture of this very event right out of my 1995 personal journal. We were living in Lynn Haven, Florida at the time. (Notice the coastal plant in the front yard.) (Also, I must remind you that I drew these pictures in my journal to document that extraordinary spiritual experience for myself. I never expected anyone else to see them. So much for knowing what you may be doing eighteen years later.) Later I wrote something in red at the top of the page—I have no idea what I was thinking when I did that. These camels brought hope chests that were my dowry—given to me by my heavenly Father to bring to the formal betrothal to the Lord.
I have shown this event—(which is documented in great detail in the second half of Heaven Awaits the Bride)—because two friends with whom I pray almost on a daily basis, have been seeing camels everywhere for a couple of months. They began to feel it was a sign. I must say I agree with them. They asked me what I thought it might mean?
“Provision,” I said. “Just like camels that travel the desert, these camels will bring all manner of provision to you.” Goodness only knows God’s children have been trudging through the desert for many years now. We need this sign of hope.
They then told me that others had seen the camels, also. So I did something I am just learning to do: I looked it up on the internet. Glory!
I looked up “The Camels are Coming…” (which actually is an old children’s song)… and there it was. Other brothers and sisters in Christ were also seeing camels. This is very encouraging. …for by the witness of two or three a matter is established—(and confirmed, I may say).
Remember the beginning of the movie Pirates of the Caribbean 3 when the pirates were lined up and began to sing? I thought that to be the strangest beginning of a film I had ever seen. It did not make a difference in the story and did not advance the plot. It was what? It was a sign. Sometimes the world is wiser than the children of the living God. The song triggered an uprising in that particular group to make a stand. They straightened their backs and lifted their heads. Well, we have been trudging long enough. We are ready for ACTION.
Here is an old children’s song that goes with the new sign from above. We, too, need to straighten our backs and lift our heads:
hurrah-hurrah
The camels are coming
hurrah-hurrah
The camels are coming
hurrah-hurrah
Make way for the camels.
hurrah-hurrah.”
These camels are signs of the first breakthrough in all our preparations. The provisions coming to be dispersed to the troops sparks hope in all of us. There is a stirring in the camp—and with the stirring hope rises. Oh, the joy of hope—the blessing of hope.
We can feel it rising from the ankles to the knees, to the hips and soon we will swim in it. Lift up your heads for He is coming. I can sense it in the air. I can feel it in my bones.
hurrah-hurrah
The camels are coming
hurrah-hurrah
The camels are coming
hurrah-hurrah
Make way for the camels
hurrah-hurrah.”