The Return of Yeshua and Worship That Transcends Time And Space:

Today was a particularly interesting day at church. I attend a fellowship called Last Days Harvest Ministries. We meet in a room that is fairly nice sized and it has all the amenities that one could ask for to be comfortable. The worship is fantastic and I always leave the service feeling well fed and blessed by the Ruach Ha Kodesh. Today's worship was so incredible. Before the service, pastor Tom asked that the Ruach would fall on the service in a special way. I agreed with him and waited for something great to happen. During worship I began to feel a peace that I seldom feel; one that passed all understanding. Usually when this happens I know that Yahweh is going to do something special for me. Today was no exception.

At the beginning of worship I was praying in the Spirit. One of the impressions I got was to pray for Israel and the current crisis. I'm just so ticked at how the world is taking anyone's side, as long as they aren't Israel. I prayed that Yahweh would take vengeance on Israel's enemies and that He would fight for them and be victorious. During worship I was sort of transported in the Spirit to what looked like a war ravaged hillside that overlooked a valley and then another hill. As I watched, I saw people start to come out of what must have been some sort of shelters or maybe out of caves or from under rock heaps; you get the picture. Pretty soon the hills and valley were filled with people and they all looked Middle Eastern; Jewish to be specific. The people were all looking in one direction. The sky was an eerie blue, like one sees at dusk, but it was illuminated; and not from any one side, but like the light was coming from everywhere. Next I looked in front of me and the image that the people were looking at was right in front of me. It was Yeshua, riding on a white horse. He was dressed in white. His hair was white as wool and so was his beard. He wore a crown that looked very majestic and his eyes were lit up like a bright molten metal color, red hot to white hot. That part of the vision ended there, but there's more.

The next part of the vision was located in the Temple Courtyard. There was as throng of people standing there and again they were all Jewish. They were all looking at the Temple like they were waiting for someone to come out. Soon Yeshua come out of the Temple. He spoke and the people all fell to the ground. They looked like they were in pain. He told them that He was Yeshua, the King of King and Lord of Lord. He told them that He was the one that their ancestors had rejected all throughout history since he left the first time. He called himself the Pierced One, their Messiah and their true King. At that I noticed that the people who had fallen down were writhing not in pain, but in sadness. They were weeping for Yeshua because of all of their years of doubting. Their bodies looked like they were in convulsions, more than I've ever wept over a loved one or such. Then, Yeshua had compassion on them and with one word and the motion of His hands the sadness left the people and arose and praised Yahweh. As Yeshua spoke I got a glimpse of the earth. It has been utterly destroyed. There weren't any trees, no green grass and it looked like some sort of toxic waste dump. But as he spoke further, the earth was restored to its former beauty and it looked like what the Garden of Eden must have looked like.

That part of the vision stopped and I came back to the Temple. I saw inside the Holies of Holies and Yeshua walked up the the Ark of The Covenant. He turned himself around and he sat on the Mercy Seat and I heard a great sigh. The sigh was not a sad one, but one of relief, like all of creation had experienced fulfillment at last. Then I was in the courtyard again and the people were all standing looking at the front of the Temple. Yeshua came out and he stood on the top step and the people started to praise His Name. Now comes the really neat part. The songs that we were singing in our church service were the songs that the people were singing to Messiah before the Temple. They were singing songs about Yeshua's lordship in the same beat that we were singing. It was like our church was participating in the worship service at the Temple. But I would fade in and out of each worship service. Where we had drums, guitars and keyboard instruments, the people at the Temple were singing accapello. It was such a beautiful thing to hear, their voices all in one accord, a beautiful large worship session. At this point I started to cry because I felt so special, being able to see all of this. My knees started to get weak and I had to sit down during the rest of the service, or most of it anyway. At the end of the Temple worship vision I was totally blessed. Yeshua sat on a throne and He watched as the people worshipped Him. Then I saw something I will never forget. His facial expression changed and He smiled at the people. It was a smile of happiness and approval. It was a smile of contentment; like all that he had ever done had culminated to this one point; like His smile was saying, "It is finished." I then came out of the vision. It was a look of happiness and fulfillment, like a father gets when his son or daughter finally accomplishes the plan that he had for their life.

Anyway, although all of you who read this didn't get to see the vision in living color, I hope that you can share it's meaning and all of the great illustrations that it conveys.