About a year ago, I had this vision. A pastor was at our church holding a type of conference and at the end of the last night God showed me what I call “Providence,” because in the vision I was standing in the city of Providence, Rhode Island. Before I had the vision of Providence, I watched with my face to the floor and my eyes shut as ministering angels walked around the room praying for people. Then I saw the Lord. He layed His hands on people one by one until He came to me. He laid His hands upon me and instantly I was shown this vision.
I was walking down the older streets of Providence that are still made of stone. To my right ran the river. This river was once underground until the city dug it out and built bridges over it. As people passed by me, I began to notice them stopping and staring at me. I stood still and watched as a large crowd stood in front of me. I was puzzled and did not understand why until a little girl came and tugged on my hand. She looked up at me and said, “I want to know Jesus.” I looked and realized that all of these people wanted the same thing. I was overwhelmed. I truly didn’t know what to do, because there were so many of them. Then I saw them looking past me, wide eyed. I turned and saw Jesus standing there. He looked at me and smiled. He then handed me a loaf of bread and somehow I knew exactly what to do with it. I broke it off piece by piece and handed it to the crowd. The loaf lasted until everyone had eaten. Then, suddenly, they all began to worship and speak in tongues. I watched as angels surrounded them and tongues of fire were upon each person’s head. I had never seen such worship before. Then, it suddenly stopped, and I was standing alone on the street. I looked down and on the ground laid a tin cup. I picked up the cup and again I knew exactly what I needed to do. I went over to the river and filled the cup to the brim. I then took a drink. The water began to pour from the cup and I dropped it into the river. The river began to rise until it poured over into the streets, filling in the cracks between the stones of the streets. I stood watching as pillars began to rise all around from the streams of water. They continued to rise until they formed into giant angels. Some of the angels were warring angels and others were ministering angels. Then, I watched as they formed two lines facing each other. They didn’t say a word. They stared straight ahead as if at attention. Some held swords in their hands and others held staffs. I again knew what I was to do and so, I started walking between them. I was terrified at first. They were as tall as the buildings of the city. But, peace came over me and I focused ahead. I continued to walk until the two lines of them had finished. I glanced back and saw that they were gone. Then I heard a loud rumbling sound coming from ahead. I continued to walk up a hill and when I reached the top, I looked down and saw thousands of people worshiping, shouting, and dancing. Then, I was suddenly before them and I could see their faces. I looked up and on the rooftops of the city, stood angels. They lifted up their heads and opened up their mouths wide. From their mouths came the sound of a hundred trumpets. The sound shook me. Then the sky broke open and rain began to pour. The people were drenched and they danced even harder. When the water had reached waste deep, suddenly, there was a bright light that shown and everything was blinded from my sight. Then, the vision was over.
This is the very basic interpretation of this vision…The city, Providence, was very key, because the word providence means destiny. God was saying that this is His last pouring out of His Spirit. He is preparing us for the rush of people that are coming, hungry and searching for Him. The bread is the bread of life. The water and the river represents the Holy Spirit. His Spirit is running through Providence or destiny. When we drink from Him, His Spirit will be poured out. He will reach into the cracks and dark places. The pillars of water represent the many prayers of the Saints. God is answering these prayers that are going up by sending His ministering and warring angels. The angels formed the two lines t0 show us the way and to guard and protect. The people worshipping in the rain is representative of the end time pouring out of His Spirit. The light represents His coming.
But, this was just the first vision I had that night. After I had that vision, another one was given to me. I was still trembling and in awe from the last vision when I heard the Lord tell me to look at Him. At first, I could not. But, He said it again and slowly I looked into His face, then His eyes.
He drew me into His eyes and I was standing as if in a room looking out of two huge circles. I could see a beautiful scene before me. It was of a valley filled with flowers, trees, animals, and people. The people were all smiling. Some of them were dancing, others were laughing together, and some were singing. I had never seen anything so beautiful. I reached out my hand, thinking that I could walk into this place, but instead my hand touched a surface like a soft canvas. It ripped and I walked through the tear. I was standing in a battlefield. It was not the wonderful valley I had seen only moments before. The valley was red with blood and there were mountains all around spewing out lava and smoke. I watched as people walked, being tortured by demons. One demon jumped on to the back of a man and dug its long, black claws into the man’s back, who cried out in pain. Suddenly, an arrow shot through the air and hit the demon in the back, causing him to let go and fall to the ground in agony. I looked and beside me stood an angel clothed in white with gold armor. In his hand was a golden bow from which he had shot the demon. The angel did not speak. He just stared at me and nodded. Then the vision was over.
When I came out of this vision I choked and gagged, because I could still smell the sulfur. I felt sick to my stomach. When I finally calmed down, the Lord began to tell me what I had seen. He said that we are deceived by what we see, because we are still seeing through our physical eyes. But, there is truly a battle raging on. He said that until we can see this, His numbers are few for His army and that the people will continue to perish under the enemy’s hand. I had seen the angel of the Lord and He fights for us and those perishing.
I was walking down the older streets of Providence that are still made of stone. To my right ran the river. This river was once underground until the city dug it out and built bridges over it. As people passed by me, I began to notice them stopping and staring at me. I stood still and watched as a large crowd stood in front of me. I was puzzled and did not understand why until a little girl came and tugged on my hand. She looked up at me and said, “I want to know Jesus.” I looked and realized that all of these people wanted the same thing. I was overwhelmed. I truly didn’t know what to do, because there were so many of them. Then I saw them looking past me, wide eyed. I turned and saw Jesus standing there. He looked at me and smiled. He then handed me a loaf of bread and somehow I knew exactly what to do with it. I broke it off piece by piece and handed it to the crowd. The loaf lasted until everyone had eaten. Then, suddenly, they all began to worship and speak in tongues. I watched as angels surrounded them and tongues of fire were upon each person’s head. I had never seen such worship before. Then, it suddenly stopped, and I was standing alone on the street. I looked down and on the ground laid a tin cup. I picked up the cup and again I knew exactly what I needed to do. I went over to the river and filled the cup to the brim. I then took a drink. The water began to pour from the cup and I dropped it into the river. The river began to rise until it poured over into the streets, filling in the cracks between the stones of the streets. I stood watching as pillars began to rise all around from the streams of water. They continued to rise until they formed into giant angels. Some of the angels were warring angels and others were ministering angels. Then, I watched as they formed two lines facing each other. They didn’t say a word. They stared straight ahead as if at attention. Some held swords in their hands and others held staffs. I again knew what I was to do and so, I started walking between them. I was terrified at first. They were as tall as the buildings of the city. But, peace came over me and I focused ahead. I continued to walk until the two lines of them had finished. I glanced back and saw that they were gone. Then I heard a loud rumbling sound coming from ahead. I continued to walk up a hill and when I reached the top, I looked down and saw thousands of people worshiping, shouting, and dancing. Then, I was suddenly before them and I could see their faces. I looked up and on the rooftops of the city, stood angels. They lifted up their heads and opened up their mouths wide. From their mouths came the sound of a hundred trumpets. The sound shook me. Then the sky broke open and rain began to pour. The people were drenched and they danced even harder. When the water had reached waste deep, suddenly, there was a bright light that shown and everything was blinded from my sight. Then, the vision was over.
This is the very basic interpretation of this vision…The city, Providence, was very key, because the word providence means destiny. God was saying that this is His last pouring out of His Spirit. He is preparing us for the rush of people that are coming, hungry and searching for Him. The bread is the bread of life. The water and the river represents the Holy Spirit. His Spirit is running through Providence or destiny. When we drink from Him, His Spirit will be poured out. He will reach into the cracks and dark places. The pillars of water represent the many prayers of the Saints. God is answering these prayers that are going up by sending His ministering and warring angels. The angels formed the two lines t0 show us the way and to guard and protect. The people worshipping in the rain is representative of the end time pouring out of His Spirit. The light represents His coming.
But, this was just the first vision I had that night. After I had that vision, another one was given to me. I was still trembling and in awe from the last vision when I heard the Lord tell me to look at Him. At first, I could not. But, He said it again and slowly I looked into His face, then His eyes.
He drew me into His eyes and I was standing as if in a room looking out of two huge circles. I could see a beautiful scene before me. It was of a valley filled with flowers, trees, animals, and people. The people were all smiling. Some of them were dancing, others were laughing together, and some were singing. I had never seen anything so beautiful. I reached out my hand, thinking that I could walk into this place, but instead my hand touched a surface like a soft canvas. It ripped and I walked through the tear. I was standing in a battlefield. It was not the wonderful valley I had seen only moments before. The valley was red with blood and there were mountains all around spewing out lava and smoke. I watched as people walked, being tortured by demons. One demon jumped on to the back of a man and dug its long, black claws into the man’s back, who cried out in pain. Suddenly, an arrow shot through the air and hit the demon in the back, causing him to let go and fall to the ground in agony. I looked and beside me stood an angel clothed in white with gold armor. In his hand was a golden bow from which he had shot the demon. The angel did not speak. He just stared at me and nodded. Then the vision was over.
When I came out of this vision I choked and gagged, because I could still smell the sulfur. I felt sick to my stomach. When I finally calmed down, the Lord began to tell me what I had seen. He said that we are deceived by what we see, because we are still seeing through our physical eyes. But, there is truly a battle raging on. He said that until we can see this, His numbers are few for His army and that the people will continue to perish under the enemy’s hand. I had seen the angel of the Lord and He fights for us and those perishing.
When the Lord finished speaking I went and sat down, still shaking. I didn't tell anyone what I had seen. Then my mom said that I should be prayed over by the visiting pastor, so I did. He told me that he had watched me laying in the floor and he saw a bright light bouncing back and forth from me to the wall. He didn't understand it, but he knew it was the Holy Spirit.
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