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January 4, 1999 -- Kathy Kennedy

While in worship, our Lord showed me the following vision. Although I appeared as the only human figure in the vision, our Lord impressed on me at the very beginning of the scenario that this was a vision for the body of Christ and I represented what He is desiring to be doing with us all.

I saw a deep narrow valley situated between two mountains. I was walking along through this valley and came to a clear stream that was coming down the side of the mountain. The waters glittered and sparkled as it cascaded over the shallow rocky river bed. There was also a small picturesque waterfall. As I stood looking at the mountain stream, the borders of it were being pushed back and it became wider and deeper. The waters began to fill the narrow valley and the water level continued to rise. There was no sense of emergency in my spirit; as the water level rose, I just continued to climb higher on the mountain side. At first I thought it was the River of Life, but before I could utter those words, our Lord said, "This is not called the River of Life, but it is the River of My Glory."

I was aware that the River of Glory was nudging me higher, even toward the top of the mountain, where the source of the River was located. The mountain was steep, but not treacherous. The path was not difficult as some previous mountains in my life had been. Even though I was on dry ground, the sensation was that of actually floating on the top of the River and just being lifted up higher with it. That was what our Lord wanted me to understand: that this River of His Glory, His very presence, was going to come and fill the valley where I had been and that it would lift me up the mountain to higher ground.

As I continued to move up the mountain, there came a place where it was difficult to breathe. It was as though the atmosphere had changed to such a degree that I could not breathe in this composition of air. I heard the words, "spiritual gills" and immediately had the understanding in my spirit that just as we cannot exist as we are under water and as fish need gills to be able to breathe under water, I would need gills to be able to exist at this level on the mountain. I felt a slight sense of approaching anxiety, almost as that of facing death. Not an intensity of fear, but more of that feeling that overcomes the flesh when we face something strangely new; we want to embrace it, but all physical and emotional systems are on alert because we know that something major is about to happen and that there is a finality about it to such a degree that things will never again be the same.

At this time I looked up and a cloud was descending over the mountain and I saw the Feet of Brass emerging through the cloud. I also saw the Left Arm of our Lord coming through the cloud. I was almost to the top of the mountain as this occurred. I knew that I was passing through the presence of our Right Judge, but did not have immediate understanding of the representation of His left arm. The cloud continued to descend down the mountain and into other valleys where the River of His Glory was not. I had not previously seen these other valleys, but now was at such a height that I could look out and see numerous other valleys which the River had not been filling. As I paused to take all of this in, our Lord said to me, "What will you do with what you see?" I knew instantly by the Spirit that I was to pray for mercy for all those who passed through the cloud of judgment while on the journey up the mountain, but also for mercy for those who were not on this journey, but were still in other valleys, and that the River of His Glory would begin to flood those other valleys, also lifting them to the high places. Lord, have mercy on Your children and on all this earth!

In hind sight, it seems that the time of being unable to breathe and the time of passing through this cloud were almost simultaneous. It was difficult to breathe while passing through the cloud of His judgment, but it did pass, almost as the time of transition in birth passes and new life is finally delivered. What I believe I heard our Lord say regarding this was that I must be willing to turn from all things as I have known them, even from breathing as I once knew, that all things as I had known them were about to change and in order to continue, I must be willing to allow Him to move me through this place by the increasing depth of the River of His Glory, to trust Him to supply the gills and change even my way of breathing in order to accomplish His destination for my journey. Lord, in Your mercy grant us spiritual gills to live in the atmosphere of your presence!

The air by this time was clear and breathing was now easy. I came to the very top of the mountain and there was no vision of the person of Jesus, but the sense of our Lord's presence was amazing! Here at the top of the mountain was a beautiful golden pavilion and I heard the Lord tell me that this was prepared for me. Forgetting for a moment that our Lord had shown me earlier that I represented the body of Christ, I began to feel a slight twinge of selfishness for a brief moment as I thought that this had been prepared for me. I didn't feel worthy to have such a special place made just for me, exciting and wonderful as it was to be so entrenched in His presence. It was then that He told me to look up and out, and I saw individual golden pavilions as far as my eye could reach, forming an infinite circle. He reassured me that He had prepared a secret chamber for each of us in the Body to enjoy eternal intimacy with Him. At this I became lost in His presence, filled with joy and wonder at what He is doing and plans to do throughout eternity.

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