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22 October, 2012 11:20

October 22, 2012

TOMMY HICK’S VISION: PART TWO

I saw people transported in the Spirit from nation to nation. I saw them going to Siberia . . . to Africa . . . to Canada . . . and to the ends of the earth. I saw them literally lifted up and placed by the Spirit in the respective countries.

Then I heard a voice . . . not a thundering voice this time but a voice that was low and beautiful as the murmuring of the waters. This tender voice said, "My little children. I have given unto thee my treasures. You are mine, you belong to me. I have loved thee with an everlasting love. Now my power shall be IN YOU. The gifts that I have given unto thee shall be made manifest to a lost and dying world. I am going to restore to thee all." These people arose in the power of this great commission. I saw them cross oceans, go through fire, face persecution, and lifted by the Spirit and transported to many places. They were being placed where God wanted them . . . they were being put in the places where God was going to visit His people. They were prepared and already equipped.

I realized that this whole panorama picture was the demonstration of the Kingdom of God through those who follow Him. I continued to see a stream of people marching . . . healed . . . blind eyes opened . . . deaf ears unstopped . . . literally millions receiving the power of this great manifestation. It seemed so "Fluid" in its operation. There was no exaltation of a man . . . simple words were constantly repeated . . . simple but profound . . . "ACCORDING TO MY WORD, BE THOU MADE WHOLE."

As I watched, it seemed as though days formed into weeks, until months and years seemed to slip away . . . and in the midst of those who received the fullness of God’s visitation, there were also those who withdrew. I could see the anguish of their faces . . . the price was too steep . . . retaining of the identification meant too much to them. They refused to march . . . and eventually slumped away. The price was more than they could bear . . . they eventually slipped out into the darkness of the night.

To speak of the following instances leaves me weak with the glory and power of the tremendous finale. The days, months and years seemed to slip by as I beheld the celestial scene. Nevertheless, it all happened in a short time . . . possibly just a few seconds . . . who can tell? No tongue could adequately tell the glory and the splendor of the formation of this angelic host. In a moment . . . just a twinkling of an eye, the graves of the saints had become as a plowed field and the saints from all ages . . . from the seas . . . the mountains . . . the deserts . . . from every imaginable place, gave up her dead . . . and rose in power and majesty . . . to be absorbed into the great Giant. No debris covered this great being now . . . it was clothed in heaven’s majesty . . . glorious shining garments . . . so brilliant that it would make a million diamonds look dull.

Everyone was in a state of perfection. Again I heard a great thunder . . . and I turned to behold the most repelling sight human eye can witness. From the heavens above, poured forth the vials of wrath . . . and wrath of God. It seemed that the wrath and justice of God were wrung out as drops of unspeakable anguish and suffering. The Christ rejecting peoples of the earth had their cup filled.

Once again my attention was drawn to this glorious body . . . as I heard again the voice . . . even as thunder crying . . . "BEHOLD THE BRIDEGROOM COMETH. GO YE OUT TO MEET HIM. For He is the Lord of glory. Lift up your heads oh ye gates . . . be lifted up ye everlasting doors, and the King of Glory shall come in." Then as though the great Maestro of heaven had given the sign, a mighty volume of harmonies . . . heaven’s harmonies pealed forth like music born on the wings of a heavenly dove. The music was clear . . . vibrant, rich and resonant . . . it was heaven’s music . . . the song of souls set free. They were singing a new song, and what I thought to be accompaniment, now became clearer . . . stronger . . . it was the voice of the Bride . . . many voices but one voice singing the Song of Moses and the Lamb.

As I listened, I suddenly became weak . . . and yet even the weakness was my strength . . . for I had been in the presence of the Lord of Lords and King of Kings. I was filled with an unspeakable surge of the Spirit to go tell all nations . . . press the battle to the front line trenches of the lost and dying world.

Folks, the Kingdom is here. The very power and Spirit of the Kingdom of God no possessed me, I knew it was the revelation of the King in all His Kingly authority. I could see that the Lord was showing me that the Kingdom of God was coming into view. This was the revelation of the Kingdom of God coming to man. The very spirit and power of the Kingdom so gripped me, I felt like one caught away to the third heaven. Daniel saw the everlasting Kingdom . . . no power in the world will be able to destroy this Kingdom. Once again, I saw this body now being lifted into the heavens. At this point I awoke. The vision repeated in the same manner three times again. Each time perfect in detail. From that moment to this, these words have rung through my soul . . . HE’S COMING SOON!

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