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Soaking Vision March 23,2010 - flying carpets, hooks, & glassy ice

Soaking at Freedom Fellowship, Magnolia, TX

I saw an electric cable hovering over all of us. It was like an electric tornado. From the cable 7 connectors came down and plugged in to me. And turned my veins and arteries blue. Then something like a film projector coming from the blue cable projected me (as a electric blue body) and I grew and grew to become bigger than the building. And, just as suddenly, I began to shrink down to become so small I could walk under the crack of the door.

I pushed off from the floor and grew to normal size while I went in to the sky and up to a place where there were a bunch of people sitting on flying carpets. With so many, it cast a shadow on the earth below. Then I asked what other places looked like from up here.

I heard "India". Then everything changed from little people on flying rugs to huge giants sitting on huge rugs. I was so tiny in comparison. That as I stood I only came less than midway up a thigh of a fat giant. He was sitting in a meditation pose on the rug and seemed so overwhelming in size. I asked, "What could be done about this?" 
I heard a voice say to burn the (dark) blue threads. I flew around the flying carpets (which were mostly red and cream colored) and searched for the blue threads. When I would find one, I blew on my feet and it caught the dangling threads in to the electric color and began burning them up. I went carpet by carpet and de-threaded the rugs while the giants stayed unaware. There were a total of 5 Giants & Carpets. Under each of the giants there were a cluster of smaller meditating people. When I finished I pulled back and felt such a smile inside my heart. I heard, "it's good to be small and unseen, isn't it". I agreed.

Then I asked what the US looked like. I instantly saw the white house and a giant old man in overalls fishing over the white house in a small brown boat (barely the size of the giant). I looked at the old man as he licked the tips of his hooks, like a woman would lick the end of a thread to sharpen it, so it will go through the eye of a needle. Then I looked down and saw 7 hooks in President Obama's back. Going along his spine. I asked, what can be done about this? We can't pull the hooks out without tearing the flesh. 

I heard, "he must become transparent".

How? I felt so much love and compassion for the president that I was compelled to go over to him and hold him. My electric body melded into him. I walked through him and when I looked behind, he was covered in a blue gel (the residue of the composition of my electric blue body) and his body was starting to become transparent beneath the gel. 

The hooks started coming free from his spine and they popped out! When all 7 of the hooks came free, they quickly disbursed and hooked in to the cabinet members that were surrounding him in the room.

Then I saw a round opening in the sky and I moved quickly to get through the cloud circle. From there I pulled myself up out of what looked like a fishing whole of an ice lake. I stepped out on to glass that was like ice and I could see people skating. All of them were wearing white and silver and were so happy. I looked down and could see that I also had on a white suit with a silver slash. But the difference was on my wrist was a red bracelet. Then Jesus came, but He looked so different from all my other visions. He was ALL white, his hair on His head and even on His arms were a bright white, yet his face looked young. It was by His eyes that I knew for certain who He was. I asked Him if I could see my guard and a huge angel appeared next to us. But it did not speak, it was almost as if it could not speak. I asked Jesus to release it to speak and to be seen by me during my life here, so I can have kingdom company. 

Jesus then bent down and chipped the glassy ice, formed a diamond ring and placed it on my ring finger. Then we both walked hand in hand and I could see that we had
matching red bracelets that would meld into one as our hands were so close. 

He took me to what appeared to be a throne. And I saw feet where I only stood half way up a single toe. Then He pointed to a man sitting on a throne to my right (which would have made it the left side of the One seated on the major throne). When I looked I saw a bigger version of Him seated. 

Then Jesus next to me flew up in to the big Jesus (at this point, the white Jesus seemed so much like Holy Spirit)... the big Jesus looked down at me and put his big hand down to have me step in to His palm. When He pulled me up in to his lap, I turned black. I asked, "Why am I black and standing out?" (it felt uncomfortable)

He then pointed to a clear box at His feet. It was dark and cloudy inside the box. When I focused to see what was inside, I saw hate, malice, anger, division, strife, fear, chaos, dissension, disbelief, intimidation, and so much more. The other thing I noted was that there was no sign of remorse. The only explanation I could sense about that box was "filtration". I also sensed that I was turned black for the purpose of going IN TO THAT BOX! I jumped from Jesus lap in to the black box. I fell inside and passed through the dark clouds and felt something grab hold of my feet. I stayed suspended upside down, dangling with my feet in the dark clouds and could see the earth in front of me. I stretched my hand toward the earth and noticed my red bracelet acted as a magnet to all things dark on the earth. Hate, death, malice, deception, anger, gossip, strife... all clung to my red bracelet. I swirled the bracelet around the earth and captured as much as the bracelet could hold. Then pulled myself up into the black cloud and walked through a clear barrier to find myself stepping outside of the black cloud box and into the white area at Jesus feet again. As I stepped out of the box, my clothes, once again, were white and the last thing to come out was the hand with the red bracelet. I had been "filtered". I heard, "Do you understand?". I asked if I could do it again. I was allowed to repeat the process 3 times.

After the filtrations I walked with the white Jesus again and we hugged. During the hug, I became huge and my electric blue body returned and the next thing I saw was my foot landed in(and was the sames size as) the town where my body has been soaking. I began to shrink down until my foot was the size of the church building. Then I jolted back in to my place under the electric tornado cable. The bigger jolt came when the 7 cords unplugged from me.

Just as I was being unplugged, the music stopped and Sheryn spoke to close the session.

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