I was resting and praying at John’s place this morning. Close to the end, I saw a prophetic vision.
I first see a great white mountain. It seems to be covered in snow, standing in the distance. I gaze at its snow cap, a bit puzzled by its appreance. Seems it is made of one single white rock, like marble or something. That is why from top to bottom, the whole mountain is white, which is quite unusual. As I am curiously pondering on what exactly is the material, my eyes are drawn to something else, which is even more unusual.
Laying down closer, in between the mountain and me, is a huge face of a beautiful young woman. Because of the angle-I might have been standing in front of her in a distance, I could not see her whole body, but only her upper part, her head and chest. She has a stature of a “giant”, so the other part of her body is not in my view. Her hair is white as snow and her face is covered in frost. Evidently she has remained frozen for a long long time.
As I write this, I remember an European fairy tale I read in Chinese when I was young, Geoffrey’s Adventure (格列佛游记). The woman, to me, is like a “gaint” being tied down by small people-I don’t remember the details of that story very well now.
From my point of view, the height of her nose is exactly lining up to the very top of the white mountain. I am quite amazed and a bit puzzled by what I am seeing, curious of who this giant young lady is.
Then I heard the Lord:
“Do you not know who she is?”
“No, Lord. I can guess she is the Bride, but I don’t want to guess.”
“Yes! She is my Bride. ”
“But Lord, why is she frozen and appears to be dead?”
“Becuase she is my Sleeping Beauty. Have you not heard about the story?”
“Yes. But I always think it is just a fairy tale.”
“You should know better. All good things are from Me. It was I transpired a heart and mind to write down such a parable for my Bride. But man have chosen to believe what they wanted to believe. Now you see the truth of what I want to disclose.”
My mind began to reason with him about the shallowness of the stories like snow white or sleeping beauty. Somehow, because of my hard and “unromantic” upbring, I have developed a “distaste” of such fairy tales, thinking they are shallow, even deceiving in terms of expressing true love in real life. Seems the Lord want to correct me by suggesting to me be not over-critical about it, so I can learn things GOOD thru all things, as I should.
“Lord, why the snowy mountain then?”
“Have I not told you about the snow cap of My Glory? The time has come for my glory to overflow. It will be the same time that My beautiful Bride is waking up from her sleep. Now, wake her up. “
Astonished, still pondering the timing of these two things, I naturally responded:
“But Lord she is dead and is frozen. How I can do anything to change her? She is yours. You got to do something yourself. “
“No, it is you I have called and prepared for this. You do it.”
