11.14.1998 The Heavens Opened and I saw Visions of God

“…the heavens were opened, and I saw visions of God.”–The Prophet Ezekiel

A vision of the fiery presence of God followed by a dream of multiple visions in the sky of Jesus.

Confirmed September 1999



When I woke up the morning of November 14, 1998, I opened my eyes and saw 3AM on the clock.  I closed my eyes thinking I might go back to sleep, and immediately God gave me a vision.  It was as if I was standing facing myself, from about five feet away.  Behind the “me” I was looking at were large, blazing red flames that rose up above my head.  I felt no threat from this fire and it was not consuming me or anything behind me, but the instant I saw this, I sat straight up in the bed and immediately heard the chorus to the song “I’ve Just Seen Jesus”–these very words to the song were going off in my head.  I was reminded of how God revealed Himself to Moses in a flame of fire, and also to the entire nation of Israel for 40 years by a pillar of fire.  I knew that what I had just seen directly behind me was the fire of God–His manifest Presence.


I immediately got up and went to worship the Lord on my piano.  I played and sang spontaneously unto the Lord for about an hour, and then got my Bible and read for about another hour.  As I sat there studying, I got cold and began to get sleepy.  I kept dozing off, so I decided to go lie down.  I quickly drifted off to sleep,  but it was as if I wasn’t asleep, for I was dreaming that I was about my Father’s business.


I was around other people, and was going about talking to different ones and sharing testimony with them about the wonderful works of the Lord.  I walked out of a very large building onto a long concrete sidewalk that crossed a vast acreage of grass.  Suddenly, the Spirit of God came upon me and I was lying flat on my back across the sidewalk, as though slain by the Spirit of God.  As I lie there looking up into the sky, I could move nothing but my eyes.  A little to my right, about one o’clock, massive white clouds unfolded as they rolled back like a scroll, and I saw a magnificent war horse.  A chariot was attached to him, and standing in the chariot was Jesus. This is where I wish I was an artist and could draw the visions God gives me,  for words are inadequate to describe the magnitude of what I saw.   It was as if Jesus would not allow me to see His countenance clearly, but to see the emotion of the horse instead.  I knew when I saw it, that the horse was feeling all of the emotion of his charioteer–Jesus.  I will describe as best I can, what I saw.

Jesus and this horse were descending from heaven, and I knew it was the return of Christ.  The horse, the chariot, and Jesus were all such a pure white that they radiated light as if silver reflecting the brightness of the sun.  My focus was on them, but peripherally on both sides of them, I could see a white haze, and through this haze I could see thousands of white horses and riders dressed in white, coming with them.  This war horse was magnificent.  The features of his face were like chiseled marble.  He pawed the air with his powerful legs and his eyes glared with rage.  The veins in his face strutted, his head tilted upward, his nostrils flared, his mouth open, and his teeth snarling as if he was ready to trample and devour.  I cannot describe the raw, passionate, rage that I saw in his face and in his eyes.  There was no bridle or  reigns, but he was being guided by his charioteer, Jesus, who was standing in a glistening silver chariot.  I could not see his face clearly, but I knew it was him.  His pure white robe–so white it too appeared as glistening silver–flowed in the wind.  I knew that this fury that I was witnessing on this horses face was what Jesus was feeling.  It was as if His thoughts and emotions–His passionate and righteous vengeance–was flowing through this war horse.  It reminds me of the description in Revelation 19:11-18

11 And I saw heaven opened, and behold a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war.
12 His eyes were as a flame of fire, and on his head were many crowns; and he had a name written, that no man knew, but he himself.

13 And he was clothed with a vesture dipped in blood: and his name is called The Word of God.
14 And the armies which were in heaven followed him upon white horses, clothed in fine linen, white and clean. 15 And out of his mouth goeth a sharp sword, that with it he should smite the nations: and he shall rule them with a rod of iron: and he treadeth the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God.

16 And he hath on his vesture and on his thigh a name written, KING OF KINGS, AND LORD OF LORDS. 17 And I saw an angel standing in the sun; and he cried with a loud voice, saying to all the fowls that fly in the midst of heaven, Come and gather yourselves together unto the supper of the great God; 18 That ye may eat the flesh of kings, and the flesh of captains, and the flesh of mighty men, and the flesh of horses, and of them that sit on them, and the flesh of all men, both free and bond, both small and great.

Though this vision I was having may sound frightening, it wasn’t, but, I was overcome with emotion.  As I lay there on the sidewalk I could not speak.  Unbelievable joy and ecstasy flooded my being.  My eyes were wide and my mouth open as I tried to shout praises but nothing would come out.  I was in absolute awe.  The clouds enclosed upon themselves and the scene disappeared.

I turned my eyes to the left as the clouds at my eleven o’clock rolled back.  And, as the prophet Ezekiel said, “…the heavens were opened, and I saw visions of God.” Ezekiel 1:1b .  But when I awoke from this dreamlike vision I was completely blank as to what I saw in the 2nd vision.  I knew I saw a vision of the Lord, and it too was breathtaking.  The clouds folded back in on the 2nd vision.  To this day I do not understand why, but the Lord will not allow me to remember this vision.  It reminds me of Daniel’s visions when there were some that were so extreme, yet God would not allow him to understand them, record them, or speak them.

Daniel 12:8-9
8 And I heard, but I understood not: then said I, O my Lord, what shall be the end of these things?
9 And he said, Go thy way, Daniel: for the words are closed up and sealed till the time of the end.

I turned my eyes back in the direction of the first vision.  Again, the clouds rolled back, revealing another scene.  Jesus was dressed as he would have been during the time of his ministry–in a long sleeved, natural colored, one piece robe that went to his feet.  On top of the robe was a long sleeveless tunic.  He was standing on a large stage that was about three feet high, in what looked like a large modern-day auditorium.  Jesus was standing and leaning over slightly at the edge of the stage, speaking to five or six men dressed as Levite priests and standing in a semi-circle on the floor below him.  I am standing on the floor at the far left end of this stage about twenty feet from them.  My left side is right in front of the stage and I am facing toward these men.  Though I was close enough to hear and see everything, I could not hear anything that was being said.  As Jesus was speaking to them, I could tell by his gestures that He was trying to explain something so they could understand it.  And, although the men were not being kind in return, He was doing so with much patience and kindness.  Suddenly, from the far side of the semi-circle from me, a priest stepped forward.  As he did so, the front of his body was facing me.  I could see by his attire that he was the high priest.  He had the high priests hat (mitire) on his head, and upon his chest was the ephod that displayed the twelve stones representing the twelve tribes of Israel.  This high priest stepped forward aggressively with a scroll in his right hand and waved it angrily in the air at Jesus.  He was enraged and shouting at Jesus as he whirled the Torah scroll in the air.  Then he suddenly slammed it down on the stage at Jesus’ feet in defiant rage. Jesus remained calm and patient.  As I mentioned, though I could not hear any sound, seeing this startled me and grieved me greatly, for I could sense the sorrow that Jesus felt.  The clouds then folded back in upon the vision and I awoke from my dreamlike vision of visions.

One thing more that was taking place as I was witnessing this.  As I was lying there on the sidewalk seeing these visions with great emotion in my face and only grunts coming out of me as I tried to shout, two women who are very dear Christian friends walked up and saw me lying there.  I never took my eyes off of the visions, but I could see them peripherally.  They walked around me, and looked down at me, wondering what I was doing lying on the sidewalk, and discussing it with one another.  I wanted so much for them to look up and see what I was seeing, and I tried to speak, but nothing would come out.  I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but could tell that though they thought it odd, they seemed to just accept that this was not unusual for me, and just walked away.  I wanted so much for them to see what I was seeing!  I wanted my precious sisters in the Lord to LOOK UP and not miss His coming!


When I awoke from this dream, I sensed strongly that the reason God showed me these visions was because He wanted us to know that “The Day of the Lord” was near.  Those who love Him with all of their hearts and souls and minds will be waiting and watching for Him with great anticipation as they continue to be about their Father’s business–sharing the love and the Gospel of Jesus.  These are those who will not be found asleep, and who the Lord will not come to as a “thief in the night”.  These are those who, though they know not the exact day or hour, will discern the times and the seasons and will not be caught unawares.  I truly believe that those who do this WILL INDEED know that the time of His appearing is upon us.  Will you?

As I prayed over this dream/vision, I wondered about me seeing Jesus returning to earth in a chariot for I knew the Scriptures such as Rev. 19 that spoke of him coming in the clouds sitting upon a white horse.  I searched the Scriptures regarding a chariot and found the following passages that spoke of it.  In fact, this revelation God gave of His majesty to the prophet Isaiah and to the prophet and King David addresses multiple things that I witnessed. (Emphasis mine)

Isaiah 66:15-16
15 For, behold, the LORD will come with fire, and with his chariots like a whirlwind, to render his anger with fury, and his rebuke with flames of fire.
16 For by fire and by his sword will the LORD plead with all flesh: and the slain of the LORD shall be many.

Psalms 104:1-3
1 Bless the LORD, O my soul. O LORD my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honour and majesty. 2 Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain:
3 Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind:


Almost one year after this dream, the last week of September 1999,  I’m sitting at a ladies worship conference at Gulfshore Baptist Assembly on the Mississippi Gulf Coast.  This was a women’s worship conference organized by the women of the Assemblies of God in Louisiana and open to women from all denominations. It was our last morning of this three-day conference and we had just experienced another awesome hour of worship.  God’s pleasure from our worship was evident as He manifest His awesome presence repeatedly and tangibly to the hundreds of women hungering and thirsting for Him–these who had come aside from their responsibilities of jobs, husbands, and children to spend quality time in the Word of God and in worship of Him–magnifying Him and lifting up extravagant praises to Him.  As we sat there, fine gold particles began to appear again. This manifestation of the Lord’s presence had happened repeatedly since the beginning of the meetings two nights before.  It would manifest all over our bodies and clothes as we worshiped before Him.  My black pantsuit was covered with gold dust and my friend sitting beside me was also covered in it.  As I sat there in His glorious manifest presence, Jesus spoke to me and said, “Just as my mother birthed me into the earth the first time, so will you birth the last great revival that will bring me into the earth the second time.” Sitting there among about six hundred women, I could only feel that the “you” he was speaking of was not me singularly, but those such as myself that were there with me–women of God who would be led by His Spirit in the end times–women who would do as His mother, Mary, and respond to His call with “Behold the handmaid of the Lord; be it unto me according to Thy Word”.

As His Spirit continued to move in our midst, God opened my eyes, and revelation was suddenly given to me.  I saw my dream–a dream that I had forgotten–THIS DREAM.  He opened my spiritual eyes, and for the first time in those three days and nights of being in this large convention center, I could see it!  There was the very stage that I saw Him standing on before the Levite priests!  When I saw this, I suddenly realized that the sidewalk that I was lying on in my dream, was the very one that led from this building to the rest of the campus!  It is a very long sidewalk that goes across an open field of grass to the main complex of conference rooms and dormitories.  I knew that I was THERE–the place of my dream, and where the visions took place.


Ariel View of the Gulfshore Baptist Assembly in Pass Christian, MS. The convention center is on the right in the foreground with the long sidewalk joining it to the main complex.

As I sat there staring at the stage–the very area where Jesus was standing in my vision–it was as if I could see Him there again, and could see those priests before him, and the high priest’s rage as he angrily waved the Torah scroll in his face and slammed it down on the stage at his feet.  My heart ached as I longed to replace those priests, as I longed with all of my heart to go there to that place before that stage and kneel before Him, and give unto Him the honor that those priests who dishonored Him so should have given Him.  For those in my vision represented the very Levite priests and high priest who judged him, who slapped him, who spit in his face, who pulled out his beard, and who condemned him to death on the cross as they screamed “CRUCIFY HIM!”  I sat there and wept as I told the Lord how I longed to go up there and do this.  I longed for ALL of the women in this place, hundreds of them, to do this, but I felt that I would have been out of order to make this request.  The keynote speaker had just begun speaking and this was not a time for an altar call.  But, as I sat there in tears before the Lord and my heart yearning to be able to do this, I heard her suddenly announce that if any of us felt led to come to the front and kneel before the Lord, to do so.  I knew that she had heard from, and was obeying the Spirit of God!  I quickly rose to my feet and almost ran to the front of the stage–right in the area Jesus was standing in my dream.  As I dropped to my knees, right where the priests were standing in my dream,  many other women were doing the same all around me.  And there, before what appeared to be an empty stage, the handmaidens of the Lord bowed down, lifted their hands and audibly and exuberantly worshiped Jesus.  For truly–HE WAS THERE!


God brought this dream to my mind again Sept. 10, 2006. I was sitting in a Sunday night Bible study at church watching a video of Beth Moore’s teaching.  She was expounding on: 1 Thessalonians 4:16

For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first:

She explained that the word SHOUT is the Greek word Keleusma, and explained that it is a “cry of incitement” as when inciting soldiers to charge their enemies, but it was also referring to a charioteer inciting his horses to war. In this study of the return of the Lord and the realization that this SHOUT was as a CHARIOTEER INCITING HIS HORSES TO WAR, it jolted me when I heard her say it!  As I sat there and made notes about this connection to my dream I noticed that particular days date–Sept. 10th.  That realization brought back another startling revelation that was tied to another dream God gave me concerning Jesus’ return–that of my dream on Sept. 10, 2001–the morning before 9/11.  It is posted by date on this blog if you would like to read it.  It was not only prophetic of the next mornings event–judgment coming to America–it was two-fold in that it was prophetic of the rapture.  I was amazed that on this night, five years to the day after my dream on Sept. 10, 2001 of the events that would happen on 9/11 and of the rapture, God is confirming another dream about His return–a dream/vision I had three years before 9/11.

As I sit here typing this, I looked back at Beth Moore’s teaching material, “To Live Is Christ”,  and noticed that she referenced this explanation with 2 Kings 2:10-13.  Considering that the first vision the Lord gave me that morning was of a large flame of fire behind me, and the next was of Jesus coming in a chariot, I find great confirmation and comfort in the revelation He gave me that morning. For in this passage, the FIRE of God is also referenced in connection to the chariot of God.  My vision and dream contained both.

2 Kings 2:11
And it came to pass, as they still went on, and talked, that, behold, there appeared a chariot of fire, and horses of fire, and parted them both asunder; and Elijah went up by a whirlwind into heaven.

I encourage you to visit http://www.handofhelp.com and read his “October 30, 2007 The Dream.”  It is of the four horses from the first four seals of Revelation chapter 6 being taken from their stalls and prepared to be ridden.

I share this with you to exhort those of you who are “BORN AGAIN” to: AWAKE and WATCH and SEEK THE LORD with all of your heart, or as the Scriptures tell us, he will come to you who are not watching as a thief in the night.  I admonish those who may be reading this and are NOT BORN AGAIN to: REPENT! For the Day of the Lord is at hand!    JESUS IS COMING!   And as He said to me concerning my dream the morning before 9/11 of judgment coming to America and of His return, “My coming is nearer than anyone realizes.”

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