River of Glory

There is a river of glory filling up my heart. His joy is so complete. I have found a community to run with who love the glory. I have had to lose some of my practices. But I have traded them on the sea of glass and the river of living glory is flowing over me , in me, and through me.

Things are different every day. I no longer spend all my days doing the same thing like I used to. It became too rigid and religious and I felt alone. But now I live for the Messiah and His community of love in the glory. I live to pleasure myself in Him. I live to feast and rest in Father , in Messiah and in His ruach, breath. His Spirit is breathing inside me -- inhaling and exhaling. He has become me and I him, we breath, live and move as one. There is no monotony. There is no mourning, fasting and weeping. There is ebb and flow in His river of glory. There is rest whilst I enjoy His presence in my living body forever. I have begun my heaven. I have begun my rest. I have begun my joy. It is here. It is now. I no longer wait for Him. I have Him. I enjoy Him. He summoned me here. I am liking it!

Anna at the Mountain of God

I, Anna was summoned to come up to the mountain of God. In Exodus 19 I read that the people were also summoned, but when push came to shove--they were much, much too afraid to let God talk to them. Well, I did not want my name to be called "MUCH AFRAID", so I ventured up, up, up in stages and levels of the deep things of God.



Things I discovered on the Mountain of God, (A Mount Sinai experience)...
God is awesome in holiness
He always keeps His word and fulfills His covenant with His people, because of His love
I can only go to the depths of God if ushered there
God is very fiery and passionate about me, yes, I have personalized it
Before being summoned up the Mt., I said, "why not me, God?"
God is so kind, though seemingly explosive, He's not just a volcano, He's lava flowing love
God is so good, not mad, not a punisher, as I previously envisioned
God lets me see Him in many forms that I can handle, that won't kill me (who can live to see God?)
Little bits, little steps is what He mostly gives me
He's not an "all at once" kind of person (but sometimes He surprises people)
He smiles a lot, He's glad, He's happy about me, and you too if you are sincere
He lives for me to enjoy Him face to face
He enjoys ME face to face
The world and religious people will probably hate me for revealing all this
They will most probably deny I had this experience at all



Now that I've been to the Mt. of God and take return trips there a lot, I feel like the lava love is in me and flowing out of me. I wonder when the baby Messiah will be born, I muse, perhaps I will kiss the babe in all His perfection. For now, I will go to the Shavuot celebration and remember my Father Moses who recieved this Torah, which brings life to me.



(For more on the Fiber Art Landscape of Mt. Sinai, go to adonai-eloheinu.blogspot.com)

Anna's Stigmas

WIDDOW
CHILDLESS
BROKEN
PAIN OF BEING SINGLE
LONELY IN THIS LIFE
HER REVELATION IS UNHEARD
UNPUBLISHED
HER SONGS HAVE NO AUDIENCE ON EARTH
HONORLESS
MANLESS
CAST OFF
UNIMPORTANT
UNNOTICED (Except by Yaweh)

Anna came to know Jehovah intimately through the Books of Moses, Samuel, Kings & Psalms
Anna came to know Messiah intimately through prophetic foreshadowings in Isaiah 53 and Psalm 22

The Messiah was coming in her lifetime--who would believe her report?
The Messiah was coming in humility as a man, and not a powerful king in purple robes. This was contrary to popular belief. Who would hear the testimony of a poor, crazy, widow woman? A 2nd class citizen with no husband? The Messiah would suffer the cruel death on a cross, cursed by religious leaders of the day. How could these visions find a resting place? How could these trances cause any resolve in her human spirit? It is so terrible, yet so perfectly beautiful, so lovely, so pure in it's inception in the heart and mind of a brilliant and oh so powerful God seated in the heavens. Jehovahs eyes were looking all the while, searching the heart of every Jewish heart for a firtile womb to birth seeds of the SPIRIT OF TRUTH. "Ahhh, my Anna, my rose, my dancing heart of fervor and passion. It is I who speaks in righteousness, mighty to save. Sing, preach, dance the song of the Lamb, crucified from the foundations of the world...His name shall be called......" Joseph and his brothers, Daniel in the Lion's den, Joel's great and terrible day, all the minor prophets are prophecying, "The Day of the Lord Comes, The Day of theLord Comes!"

Anna, hears them echo down through eternity past into her generation. The voice of the Lord thunders! She cries, "REND THE HEAVENS AND COME DOWN, MESSIAH!" "This is music to my ears, says Jesus. Father, how long? Father, how long? Father, let Anna kiss me as my mother holds me in the Temple when I am born on earth. Father, let her kiss me. Let her see YOUR SALVATION Father."