Out of the swirling water colors a white horse appeared and the smiling face of Jesus locked gazes with me.  When He reached for my hand and pulled me up onto the horse with Him, it was one fluid motion like color being swished onto a canvas.  We rode off into the heavens, landing gently on the Sea of Glass in the Throne Room.

There was a host of saints and angels there and immediately all the attention was on Him.  He dismounted, nodded His head gracefully to them with a slight bow and turned to help me down from the horse.  Then He took my hand and presented me to them.  Though I have been there many times, the beauty of Heaven and purity of those there is still a shock to the human system.  I felt like Cinderella at the ball with the Prince at my side.  He was affirming His relationship with me in front of them all.  It is easy to be overcome and terribly insecure in those moments except for all of Rick Joyner’s teaching experiences from Heavenly realms.  The Lord told him so many times that he was not to look at himself or compare himself to those who had been purified by the judgments, but to look at Him alone.

Jesus was regal and calm as always and seemed to be enjoying the moment.  Still, He saw that I was clinging to His hand.  Looking at me quietly, as if He was doing something just for me, He squeezed my hand and said,

“Come with Me. I want to show you something.”

Immediately we were on a high mountain, a familiar place I’ve come to call ‘the mountain at the edge of eternity’.   I love this place where anything can happen.  It’s full of possibility and destiny with that wild wind of the Spirit blowing our hair and garments.  Up on that mountain we started to walk in the green meadow and suddenly came upon a high hill.  I had never noticed it in the times I had been there before.

Jesus became serious and quietly said to me, “This is the hill of sacrifice.  Your sacrifice.  It’s all you have sacrificed for My sake and the Gospel over the years.”

I was stunned!  As soon as my vision cleared, for I was sobbing, I looked closer at the hill.  Now I could see it was made up of houses and land and gardens and things – many fine things that would go in a house, even beautiful cats! It was also made up of people … so many, many people.  There were friends and co-workers and people who we could network with to spread the Gospel.  There were also schools and training centers and churches, good churches full of good, faithful people who were mature in spirit and had single eyed devotion for Him alone.

As I gazed at this in awe, Jesus continued to speak to me.

“All the things you have sacrificed for Me have come up to Me and I have used them to build this memorial.  But more than just a memorial here in Heaven of your sacrifice, I have multiplied them a hundred fold and I have glorified each one of them and now I am bringing them back to you!  Some will stay here to be a blessing to you in your future life here.  But much of this will be coming back to you on earth now to bless you and help you fulfill your destiny there.”

I thought of all that I had sacrificed … houses and lands and things.  And of all the things that we could not do or be involved in because we were being called out of one place and into another.  All the years that I desperately clung to His promises and fought to stay free and not be tied down to anything, even things and places and people that I loved, to just try to stay in line for the ministry that I believed was coming, so that when the doors finally opened I’d be ready to go.  And I wept and remembered the joy when the doors finally opened.

Much of what I saw in that hill was people, a vast number of people.  I thought about the many times when the enemy stole opportunities from us to go and minister to groups of people.  Or times when we actually went but then things prevented people from coming or receiving what we had brought for them.  And there they all were in that hill.  There were not only the things I had sacrificed but also all that the enemy had stolen from me!  I thought about the scriptures that I had prayed so often:

And Jesus replied, “Let me assure you that no one has ever given up anything—homes, brothers, sisters, mother, father, children, or property—for love of me and to tell others the Good News, who won’t be given back, a hundred times over, homes, brothers, sisters, mothers, children, and land—with persecutions!   All these will be his here on earth, and in the world to come he shall have eternal life.”  Mark 10:29-30 Living Bible (TLB)

Have you grown weary from all the loss?  Take heart!  Nothing of value in your life is ever lost.  It goes on into eternity and is multiplied a hundred times to bless you and so many others.  Much of it will be showered back on you in this life and much more than you can imagine is waiting for you there in your Heavenly home with Him.

I am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I’ve committed to Him (to guard my deposit) against that day. 2 Tim. 1:12