Before I show you the revelation given on Valentine’s Day, February 14, 1995 (twenty years ago), let me give you a little historical background:

Al and I had recently moved to the Panama City area. About two months earlier I had begun to see into heaven. When we moved to the Gulf Coast, we joined a little beach church. The pastor and the congregation were in their twenties or younger. They all wore cut-offs and baseball caps turned backwards. The pastor preached a good sermon, though. He knew the Bible. It was very lively, to say the least.

That is only preliminary background to the actual day of the vision. After receiving the revelation, I tried to draw and color the mountains that I had seen….poorly, I might add. However, I went to the Panama City library to begin research on these spices. While there, the pastor of that little church came in and stopped by the library table. He asked what I was doing and I showed him—with great embarrassment (he was a professional artist). I am telling you this because now, all these years later, the picture has not improved in its quality—but here I am showing it to EVERYONE. I am trying to console myself by hoping that, now, the picture is history.