Thank you for praying for me.   I need prayers this morning.   I’m not feeling one-hundred percent. But in the Spirit I’m feeling 200%.   Just tired.   I didn’t rest well last night at all.

My wife said this morning, “How are you going to remember all the things you didn’t tell, you didn’t say?”

And I said, “Oh, I’ll remember them because they rang over and over and over and over again all night long, so I won’t be able to forget them.”

I just feel sluggish.   But we’ll get through this because I know you’re anxious to hear a little piece. That’s all I can give you this morning.   But it’s more than you had yesterday.

Deuteronomy chapter 31.   I’m going to read just where I was planning to read this morning anyway before the Lord came and gave us this wonderful blessing - something that we have waited on for seven years.

The Lord spoke to us and said, “There’ll be three visions in sequence.”   Two were just a few months apart, January to July apart.   And then it has been seven years.

I believe the seven years is a sign.   The reason it took seven years is a sign.   And I also believe that the season that we had this vision was a sign.   This is Succot.   This is when the Lord Jesus was born.   He was born during this time - not Christmas-time, but during this time.

I heard someone say that Jesus didn’t fulfill the Feast of the Tabernacles.

Oh, but He did fulfill a portion of the Feast.   God came down and tabernacled in the flesh of a little baby.   But He’s going to fulfill it in great fullness and reality around the corner where the Bible said, “And God Himself . . .”   He’s going to tabernacle with man.   And God Himself is going to wipe away the tears from their eyes - a literal fulfillment of these things.

Thank you for pulling in the Spirit, praying.   I know some don’t understand yet.   Some of you have joined us in the past seven years.   You don’t understand perhaps what it really means, why we’re talking about it all the time.   But you can surely get a hold of it, too.

My idea was that we would leave the streaming on if I was to go out.   But they didn’t know whether I was going to go out or not.   I remember hearing Brother Enzo ask one time, and I said, “In a little while,” or “Not yet,” or something like that.   And then I don’t remember much anything else.

For a little while I think I remember being moved.   How could you miss that?   I wanted to use my legs.   I tried to use my legs, but they weren’t all there.   So they just picked me up and carried me out.

I appreciate those who were in the room, although they were a noisy bunch.   I’m so glad that they were there to help to record and to do so many different things.   When I finally came to, I had a microphone on my chest, two video cameras on my cheek and a tape recorder in my ear.

You know, I can’t help but laugh because I think, “Moses didn’t get this much press, you know. Moses didn’t have all the . . .”   My, technology has come a long way to help us record visitations.

But anyway, it’s just all precious.   And you’ll never know what it means, those simple things.   It means a lot to me because it means that somebody believes, and somebody wants to know, and somebody takes it real and serious.   And that’s a tremendous vote of confidence.   And I need it during these kinds of times.

We’ve known for some time that God was about to do something.   A few Sunday nights ago I felt the vision coming - just wasn’t quite time.

Early yesterday morning the thought crossed my mind, “Perhaps tonight, today,” because I remembered that many of these visions had come on a weekend before I was leaving on a Monday to go overseas.   And I thought, “Maybe.”

And I came over here about . . . I think it was ten minutes after two when I got here.   I brought my church clothes with me.   And the first thing I did, I took off my shoes.   I came into the sanctuary. I started praying a little bit.   And I felt the wonderful Presence of the Lord.

And then I finished.   I thought of things I needed to do to get ready for my trip from my office - sermon notes and things.   And I started doing that, and in a few minutes I felt the nudge of the Lord again, pulling me into the sanctuary.   And I came back in here and I’d no more than got in, He just came so wonderful, so sweet.   And prayer just rolled.   Tears just immediately came.   And a prayer just rolled out of my spirit.

And I don’t know if I’ve ever touched the Lord that quick.   Because in the first two minutes I felt like I would agonize an hour, you know.   It was heavy Presence.   And I thought, “This is the time to pray.”

But I had no more than prayed just a few minutes and the peace came.   And I didn’t have to agonize.   I didn’t have to pray any more.   It was just there.   God had done it.   Whatever it was I was going to ask, He had already done it.

And I just wiped my tears and went on back in.   It was over.  And it made me wonder, maybe, if God was going to do something.

And then in the early part of the service those pictures started flashing by.   Things just fly by me - sitting still, standing some of the time, and catch over here like this and cross there like that - little pictures.

If I described some of them, it wouldn’t mean much to you at all.   I saw something like a hammer go flying by.   I know that sounds very strange, but it’s preparing me for something.   I felt like something . . .

And I was sitting down and I sensed . . .   Brother Enzo was leading the singing and Brother Greeley was over there behind me.   And I motioned to him and I said, “Come here.”   And he came.

And I said something like this.   “I feel something very different.   Just watch real close.   I feel something very different.   I’m not sure.”

And it wasn’t so long after that.   I don’t even know exactly what song was being sung or what was going on.   But these little flashes would get longer and longer.   And it would start over here like this and play out a little something, and start over here and they’re just coming down like that.

It doesn’t mean anything to anybody, but I have so many people ask me, “How does a vision come and what does it look like, and so forth?”   So that’s a little information.

And then all of a sudden it just filled the whole screen of my mind - just filled the whole screen.   In other words, I couldn’t see anything else any more except this vision had started - only looking over a beautiful, beautiful scene, almost like out in a forest.

And I came kind of over to the top of a little mountain.   I’m pretty sure I was still on the platform then.   And I looked down and I saw again, in the distance, Mount Zion.

And only one thing really stands out.   And that was that I never expected to be at Mount Zion.   I expected to be back crossing the River.   So that was a little bit of a shock to me.

I remember Brother Enzo coming.   And I felt him put his hands on my shoulder and I heard him ask something about the platform or going to my office.   And I either replied, “Not yet,” or “Not just yet,” or “In a little while,” because I was seeing, but very conscious of hearing everything that was going on around me.   And there was that wonderful Presence of the Lord that I didn’t want to disturb.

How many of you ever feel God?   You’re worshiping, you’re praying or something, and you just feel the Presence of God.   You just wish that’s all you had to ever do - never wash another dish, never iron another shirt, hallelujah - just stay in that Presence.

And that was the feeling that I had. “Just let me stay here in that Presence.”

And then he said to me that after that he asked me again.   I don’t know if I ever responded to him. But it seemed like his voice was way off out there somewhere, and I remember really wanting to say something.   But whether I ever did, I don’t really know.

He said that I said something - indicated that I wanted to go to my office, I guess.

What’s the difference in a trance vision and another kind of vision?   I don’t know that I can describe it all except to tell you that the focus in a trance vision is so different because it’s almost like going somewhere in the Spirit instead of just . . .   You know, I might be sitting there and see a little vision of eye surgery or something, and then . . .

But this is so different.   It’s like making a journey.   And sometimes it will draw out of focus and get blurry, and then clear again.

I just assume . . .   I don’t know for sure, but I assume that that has something to do with what the saints are doing.   It may not.   I may be blaming you for something you’re not guilty of.   But I just always felt like that since there was one of those visions where it was such a struggle to get all the way into the vision.

And I said, “Tell the people there’s a battle going on and they need to pray.”   And it cleared right up.   So that’s where I have drawn that assumption.

I appreciate you praying and worshiping God.   And I know some of you don’t know what to think. You don’t know what to do.  Maybe some of you that are worshiping with us only recently, you just think we must really be weird.   And we are.   We try to keep it from you, but you found us out.

Anyway, they got me into the office.   I don’t know what they were doing with me, but it felt like for a little while, just a few seconds, like they were killing me.   Really, I felt like they were stretching me.   From the best I could make out, they had laid me on the couch.   But honestly, it felt like a stretching machine.

And I remember trying to say, “Chair.   Put me in a chair or something.”   They helped me get to the chair.   And as I settled down again, then I felt myself going off again.

And it’s a very strange thing.   You’ll never believe the first words I heard.   The first words I heard was, “Brother Branham is resting.”   That was so strange.

And I didn’t repeat those words out.   But when the vision was over and we were talking about it, I told them what I had heard.   That was the first phrase I heard twice.   A strong man’s voice said, “Brother Branham is resting.”

And when I heard that I thought, “Oh, I’m going back to the tent.”   But I didn’t.

I saw Mount Zion.   And one minute I was standing on a hill looking at it and the next minute I was about two-thirds of the way up it.   How I got from the top of the hill to the mountain, I don’t know.   But I was climbing.   And there were people all around me climbing.

I remember the sensation of dirt and rocks hitting my mouth because of the struggle that some were having ahead of me climbing.   And I was so bearing in on my climb that . . .   And those ahead of me were climbing so hard that they were dislodging rocks and dirt.   And it was rolling down the hill, hitting me in the mouth.   It wasn’t painful.   I just recall the sensation of that.

And I never saw anything like this before.   I’ve seen Mount Zion several times.   But right near where I was, to my right, where I could have reached out and touched it, was a crack - a large crack in the rock of the mountain.

And I thought, “My, that is so strange.“   And down in that rock crack was Fire.   The Fire was not coming out of the crack, but inside the rock was Fire - inside the crack.

And I reared back like that and looked up.   And all ahead of me I could see that the mountain had these fissures or cracks in it.   And I could see the light of the Fire that was coming through - the Fire that was on the inside of that mountain.

And that was so strange to me.   And I reached out and put my hand over the crack to touch the Fire, and it was not hot.   It did not burn my hand.   But I know it was Fire.   And I knew it was on the inside of the mountain.

And I knew in my spirit that I had to get that Fire, the Fire that was inside of that mountain.   I know it sounds strange.   Just try to take it in spiritual terms if you possibly can.

I knew that that Fire in that mountain was important and that I had to get it inside of me.   I knew that that Fire was not to stay where it was.   It was to get inside of me.   But I could not for the life of me think of how to get it in me.

That sounds weird.   But I couldn’t think of, “Should I reach in and get some of it?”   I just could not think of a way.   And I felt real disappointed because something told me to get the Fire inside but didn’t tell me how to do it.

And it was a very . . .   You’ve felt that way before in the Spirit.   “Oh, we need to get closer to God. Oh, we need to do this.”   And you think, ”You’ve told me what I need to do.   Now if you’ll just tell me how to do it . . .”

And there are people who say . . .   They’re telling us to yield.   “How do you yield?”   “How do I tell somebody how to yield?   You just let go.”   “Oh, I don’t know that I’m not letting go.”

You see, it’s one of those strange mysteries.   You’ve just got to get it in the Spirit, I reckon.

And I noticed about that time there was a man, a brother, a little bit ahead of me.   There were several around him and lots near me, right and left, and lots behind me.   And I hope you won’t think I’m boasting when I tell you there were a whole lot more behind me than there was ahead of me.

But I sure noticed that one brother for some reason.   I never saw his face.   I don’t know who he is or who he was.   But I saw the Fire when it went into him.

And I wasn’t jealous, but I aimed to find out.   And I said, “How did you get it?   How did you get it? How did you get that Fire to go out of the mountain to come into you?   How did you get that Fire?   We want to know.”

He said, “All I did was ask for it.”

And I thought, “I never thought to ask for the Fire.   I knew I had to have it in me.  I didn’t know how to get it in me.   And all that man did was ask.”

And then he said, “I placed my mouth down near the crack and swallowed it.”

Now I know that sounds strange.   “I asked for it.   And then I bent over, opened up my mouth, and that Fire came out of that mountain and went inside of me.”   And he said, “I feel so much stronger.”

That’s all.   I knew the Fire was inside of him.   And I said to those in the room, “I’m going to try it.” And I asked the Lord to give me the Fire.   In the vision I put my mouth over that crack and I felt the Fire when it went inside of me.   When I swallowed it, it started burning in my belly.

And as soon as that happened, I began to hear thunder and voices.   Lots of voices talking at the same time.   And they were higher than I was on the mountain, higher than that brother ahead of me was.

I could tell later that it was English.   I don’t know if I knew it here or not, but later I could tell that the words were English.   But I still couldn’t make them out.   It was like being in a room with everybody talking at the same time.   And I could not tell what was being said.   But at some point in the vision I recognized that it was English.

And I said, “I can’t hear what they’re saying.   It’s higher than I am.   But I’m going to try to swallow the Fire so that it’ll strengthen me.”   And we decided to do that.   And I did it and felt it in my belly.

And I knew that there was hesitation in those behind me to take that Fire.   I felt hesitant at first. And I knew that people behind me were hesitant.

And in the room I spoke out while in vision, and they wrote it down.   “Go ahead.   It’s His Life. Don’t be afraid to swallow it.   It looks like Fire, but it’s His Life.”

And all we did was ask for it, open our mouth.

And I made a comment and I said, “Some are lapping it like a dog.   Once they found out how easy it was to have it, they put their mouths down over those cracks.”   And I could see their tongues lapping that Fire.

That sounds so strange.   Doesn’t it?

“I don’t know why they’re afraid.”   (I’m saying what I spoke out loud in the vision.)   “We all saw what it did for that brother.   I feel it in my belly like Fire in my belly - even in my bones.”

I could feel that Fire in my bones.   And it wasn’t just Fire, it was His Life.   That is what’s going to make my soul eternal.

One of these days you’re going to wake up and realize that it’s more than a sinner’s prayer, “Lord, forgive me of my sins.”   It’s a real birth.   You’ve got to get His Life in you.   And you may have to lose your pride and stick your lips down and suck the Rock to get it.

“That’s what some of you are looking for.”   It’s like some brother said to me this morning, “I want to get closer to God.   I want to worship God.   I want to get my mind on Him.   I want to get closer to God.”

That’s what you’re longing for - His Life - a birth, a real one.

I don’t know why, but I could feel that everybody around me, behind me, was afraid.   And I said, “I hate to leave some of those behind who will not swallow the Fire.   But I hear those Voices, and they’re higher.   And I need to hear what they’re saying.”   I could hear them roaring like thunder.

And then I said, “When they saw us leaving them . . .”

I meant it.   I meant it.   I had said to those around me and behind me, “Swallow the Fire.   It’s His Life.”   And some did, and some wouldn’t.   They were afraid.   Fear paralyzes us from faith. Fear is the opposite of faith.   It’s a human thing we battle with.

But I knew I couldn’t dilly dally any more.   I wanted to hear what those Voices were thundering on top of Mount Zion.   And it was so funny.   I laughed.   I said, “It’s funny.   When they saw us leaving them . . .”   This is how it’s going to be.   I’ve always known this.   That’s why God spoke to us about forerunners.

I’ve always known that it’s going to take some of you seeing somebody get it.   I said, “It’s funny.   When they saw us leaving them behind, you should have seen them.   They swallowed the Fire.”

When they realized that we didn’t have time to pet them in their fear and talk them out of being afraid but we were just going to go off and leave them, they put their mouths down. And that’s how they began to lap the Fire.   They were going to get it in them one way or the other then.

And I said out in the room . . .   And I am.   I’m not ashamed.   I’m not taking it back.   I spoke out in the room at that time and I said, “I’m so tired of slow pokes - too busy to swallow the Fire.   I wish you could see them now, licking, lapping that Fire like dogs.   They didn’t like us leaving them behind.”

“Can’t you see them?”   (I’m telling the people that are in the room.)   “I told you to watch them, but you can’t see them.”

You see, I was aware that there were people in the room I was talking to, but I also knew they weren’t . . .

I said, “I should call their names.   You know them.   But they’re catching up now.”   Glory.   I’ve had one person hint to me . . .   This only happened, what, only a few hours ago?   I’ve already had one person to see if I’d tell them if they were one of the slowpokes.

Do you really need me to tell you?   Didn’t you dress yourself this morning?   Didn’t you look in the mirror this morning when you were getting ready?   Don’t you know who’s lagging behind and who is not?   If you perceive that you’re lagging behind, you were behind.   You don’t need me to tell you.

I said, “This is the final portion.   That Fire, it’s burning in my belly.”

I said, “Look, they’re pointing at something.   It’s still thunder.   I still hear Voices.   It’s English. I can tell it’s English, but it sounds like they are all talking at the same time so I can’t hear exactly what they are saying.”

But I could see people pointing.   “Look, look,” they’re saying.   It was an Eagle – “one large white Eagle with a Sword in his mouth.   And it looks like a globe in his feet, his talons. And he is circling, flying around the mountain, heading in and out of the clouds.”

And a Voice said, “He’s coming to take you.”

I cried out to him.   I wanted him to know where I was.   I began to wave at him.   “This great white Eagle, he’s coming to take you.”

“Where?”   I asked, “Where?” twice.   I couldn’t hear the answer.   An answer was given.   I couldn’t hear the answer.   I said, “Please say it louder.”

The answer came back, “To the Throne - not to the top of Mount Zion, but higher.”

All of a sudden I felt such strength again from that Fire.   And listen at this.   It’s kind of a revelation.

I said, “Oh, I’m not weak.”   I thought He said before, “When you can’t go any farther on your own . . .”   I thought He meant because we were so weak.

How many of you . . .?   That’s what we thought.   We were so weak.   We were so weak.   When we’ve done all we can and we can’t go any higher, He said He would take us to the top, spiritually, on the wings of a white Eagle.

But that is not right.   That is not what He was saying.   It’s the way I took it.   I thought He meant because we were so weak, we couldn’t go on any farther, so He came to help us, to take us home. But I feel so strong.   I said, “We’re not weak at all.   We swallowed the Fire.   It’s in our bones.”

How can you be broken and weak if the Life of God is moving in you?

And I said, “I feel like I can run to the top.”

He said, “Not yet.”

I asked Him for somebody else to go with me.   There were brothers around me - sisters, too.   I asked Him for somebody else to go with me.

He said, “It’s not wise.”

“So just wait here.   I’ll not be gone too long,” I’m saying to those around me.   “Just keep climbing.   I will meet you soon.”

I said to those around me, “No smart remarks this time.   Keep climbing.”   Isn’t that strange? Must have been the young brothers.

I said, “Oh, I’m flying again.   There’s no seatbelt.   I’m laying across His back.   He must be a strong bird.”

I hope you can hear this.   I was laying, my belly across His back.   And my head was on one side, my ankles on the other side.   I laid over Him like that.   I was not afraid of falling off.   But I was aware of the fact that I wasn’t strapped on in the Spirit.

But here’s the most amazing thing.   I had a tremendous view of his feathers.   And though He looked snow white to me when I was laying across his back, I saw words written on His feathers.

I said, “But He looked so clean and white.   He’s supernatural - not a real bird - but words written on His feathers.”   And all of a sudden, when I saw those words, He screamed - that Eagle screamed.   And because I was so close to Him, I thought it was going to stop my ears - pierce them.   I thought it would almost make me dead, it was so loud.   He screamed so loud, it made me shake all over.

And I began to read the words on His feathers.   On one feather I saw a lot of words.   And it was things maybe you recognize.   I sure do hate to read it.   “Final Harvest Cycle,” I saw written, and “What We DO Know About the Seventh Seal.”

I said out loud, “So much more.   I’d better not tell it.   Somebody might misunderstand.”   But I was so surprised at what I was reading on those feathers.

He asked me if I wanted to make a stop.

Only I would give this Eagle a smart answer.   I didn’t mean to.   I read this.   I couldn’t believe I said it.   I don’t even remember saying it.   I couldn’t believe I said it.   But two scribes have vindicated it.

He asked me if I wanted to make a stop.   And I told it out loud.   And I said, “No, I prefer a direct flight.”

How many times have I told my travel agent that.   I’ve said many times, “I’d rather have a direct flight.   I’d rather have a direct flight.”

So the Angel said, “You want to go now or make a stop?”

I said, “I’d rather have a direct flight.”

He said we should stop and that I would like this place.

This is precious.   I think everybody in the room just about was moved with emotion when this came.

“It looks familiar, but I’m not sure.   There is an angel coming to meet us.   He said, ‘Welcome.   This is where the saints rest.’”

I said, “I’m going to the Throne.”

The Angel said, “That’s higher.   We want you to visit here for a while behind a big Gate.”

Hallelujah.   Thank You, Lord.   Thank You, Jesus.   (Pastor Shelley weeps.)   Hallelujah.

The angel opened the Gate like this, stood with his back against the Gate and held the Gate open.   I took about three steps inside the Gate, and Brenda . . . she grabbed me.   Sister Brenda grabbed me and hugged me.   I was hardly inside.   She greeted me.

She stepped back, and I turned.   And there was such a crowd of people gathered in a semi-circle all around.   I began to recognize them one by one.

I saw two sisters walking toward me that kind of stepped out.   They were hand in hand.   I recognized that it was both of my grannies.   They were holding hands.

I had one big, tall, fat granny and one little short granny.   Most of the time she was skinny.   But they were sure opposites.   One was loud, and one was quiet.   And one was rough, and one was meek.   Here they were, holding hands.   I guess I knew my little Baptist granny was saved.   But you know, you just don’t really think about it.

They told me that they loved my babies.   I don’t know how many times - only God knows how many times - I have said, “Oh, I wish my grandmothers would have lived to see my children.”

Both of my grandmothers loved me so much.   I was the favorite on both sides of the family. That’s why I’m so rotten - they both loved me so much.   And I just have thought so many times how much they would have loved my children.

Somebody asked me after it was over, “Were they all young - teenagers?”

And I said, “To be honest with you, it wasn’t exactly like I thought it would be.   Everybody looked younger and well and healthy and beautiful, but everybody didn’t look in their twenties.”

All I know is I’ve often thought that everybody didn’t reach their prime in life at the same time.   I don’t know how it is.

And I said to those in the room, “I’m so glad we didn’t take the direct flight.   I’m glad we stopped here.”

I told them after it was over that nobody seemed more important than any one else.

And I said out loud to the brothers and those in the room, “It seemed so strange to see them together.   These are people that didn’t know each other.”

I glanced back over to my left and I saw little Sister Emmy that had just died this year in Jerusalem.

And they had different church histories, you know, but got along.   I know they did.   And it was so funny, but too holy to laugh at at the time.   They were swinging hands like this and giggling like teenagers.

And I don’t remember who said it.   It seemed like they said it together.   They said, “We always loved each other, but now we like each other.”   I like that.

I said, “Don’t feel bad about that ‘cause there are some people I’m going to have to wait to get to heaven to like, too.”   But it doesn’t keep us from loving folks, does it?

I said, “Oh, there are so many others.   I wish I could see them all and greet them all.”

And my granny said to me, “There is somebody else here that I want you to see.”

And I looked, and it was Brother Branham.   It’s not the first time I’ve seen Brother Branham in vision like that, but this was very special.   You’ll forgive me if I don’t tell you now what happened, but I’ll read what my answer was.   It won’t mean much to you, but I’ll read it.

I said, “Yes sir.   Yes sir.   I’ll remember.   Yes sir.   Yes sir.   Yes sir.   I will.   I will.”

He asked how we are doing, I think.   It’s how it is here.   I don’t remember exactly how that was.

And as they sensed I was getting ready to leave, people were pressing in to hug me.   I just can’t name them all, but they were hugging me one right after another, squeezing me.

And I said, “It’s late.”   And the Angel of the Lord said, “It’s time to go.”

I expected He was going to lead me toward the Gate.   But instead, the crowd just parted and He led me over that way.   And I looked up, and there was the tallest flight of stairs I’ve ever seen in my life.

And the Angel was taking me up those stairs.   I kept talking about them, too.   I said, “Oh, there’s lots of stairs.”

And then all of a sudden the vision broke a little bit.   It went away.   And I said, “Somebody check on the service.   See that it’s not dragging.”   I said, “No, it is dragging.   People want to go home. I doubt if I’ll say anything to them tonight.   I doubt if I’ll talk to them tonight.”

And all of a sudden I went right back.

As I started climbing the stairs to go higher, I heard a familiar laugh.   I had only climbed about six stairs.   Only one person in the world laughs like that.

And I turned over my right shoulder and just in the crowd I saw Sister Ruth Heflin.   And she called out to me on the stairs.   And she said, “Little brother from Alabama, prepare the way for the Glory.   Carry the Word from Jerusalem to the Nations.”

The Angel nudged me on.   We kept climbing.   And the Angel said, “He is higher.   His Throne is higher than where the saints are.”

And I just said, “A bunch of stairs.”   I could hear the music, the singing.   It sounded like trumpets and strings.

I said, “It’s even more beautiful than last time.”   We went in through the City.   I saw the balcony, the platform, where I had stood before and looked out over the . . .   The only words to describe it is “like a Plaza.”

And He said, “No, this time we’re going closer.”

And such a fear gripped my heart.   I said, “Oh, it’s scary.”   I don’t ever remember being that afraid.   There were people dancing, and there was noise.   I said, “But it’s good noise.”

And finally I asked the Angel.   I said, “Let me stay here and rest a little while.”   I mentioned those stairs.   But I said, “Really, I’m just scared.”

And all of a sudden there was a little handful of angels that slipped around me, and they were pushing me like this.   My feet were dragging, and they were pushing me.   And they were laughing.

I’m not going to tell everything I saw.   I’m going to say what I said, and we’ll get the rest later.

“Wow, it’s big.   It’s bright.   Hurts my eyes.   Just let me crawl.   It’s too hard to stand.”   And they kept picking me up.   I said, “They don’t want me to crawl.”

I started worshiping in tongues.   And then I said, “Please, a little closer.”

All I can tell you is, a strange thing happened.   I was before the Throne of God.   I saw His feet. I was on my face.   Something was holding me just a little bit.   I could feel that I wasn’t really to go any closer.   But I said, “Please, let me go just a little closer.”

And whatever was holding me back released me.   I made about three more strikes with my knees to get to His feet.

There’s no way to tell you what this feels like except I had no desire to look up.   I guess I would have liked to have, but I couldn’t.   I was so afraid to do it.   But without ever looking up, I kissed His feet.

And He reached down and touched me on the back of my neck, just like He did when He appeared to me as a child.   I don’t know how it was, but when the vision was over . . .   Daniel was sitting next to me and he said that when I said that, the back of my neck was just red, just turned real red.

I said, “I don’t even want to see His face just now.   Oh Lord, You know.”

And He spoke.   I answered twice, “Yes, Sir.   Yes, Sir.”

“I can’t look up.   I don’t think I can ever tell it like it is.”   And I just lifted my eyes a little bit.   I could see His ankles.

I didn’t say this out loud last night, but I’m going to say it now.   You’ve already made your opinion. This little detail won’t change your mind.   But I saw it - I saw His ankles.   I had already kissed His feet.   And I just raised my eyes a little bit higher and I saw the hair on His legs.   Now that’s the truth.

So that body that He wears now is glorified, but it’s so much like the body He wore when He was on this earth, because I saw the hair on His legs.   It was very, very real.

One of the things He told me was there were many things He wanted to share with me.   And He asked me if I would come away with Him for a season before the end of the year.   He said it had to be before the end of the year.

I remember saying to Him at that point, “I want to know.   Please, let me know what those Voices were.   They were all talking at the same time.   I couldn’t make out a one.”

He said, “You will hear each Voice clearly . . . Seven Thunder Voices clearly.   You will teach them to those who will listen.   You must teach them.”

And I prayed, cried, “Lord, teach me.”

He said, “You must establish them in Present Truth before they can stand before the Throne. It must be clear, plain and simple.   Man has complicated it.   That’s why I chose simple men to make it clear.   I did not want to have to do it this way.   I made it plain through a prophet messenger.   But too many followed their own spirit because they didn’t ever receive Mine.”