Healing Rooms

I see a great cloud of gray smoke coming from EVS. There is a glow of fire that can be seen over the building from the horizon. It appears to be on fire.

People line up out the doorway and into the parking lot. Eagles fly overhead. Angels camp out on the four corners of the roof. Swirling waters of green and blue flow in the parking lot and down 55th street. The sidewalks are golden brick.

I hear worship being lifted up and “Holy, Holy, Holy is the King” being sung. I see the King sitting on His throne outside the entrance to the healing rooms. His train leads into the rooms and incense fills the place. I see angels dressed as doctors performing surgery on all who come. The poor are handed stacks of dollars.

There is a pile of crutches, wheelchairs, casts, bandages, splints and braces on the floor. Fake eyes and false teeth are on the pile too.

Great joy emanates everywhere. The mountains bend towards the office, and the sun is fixed in a perfect setting position so that the beauty and glory of the LORD shine over the valley.

I see myself proclaiming the gospel and goodness of the LORD to the masses. I see these events showing up on CNN and in the papers. 

His Name will be made great, and the valley will be taken for the King of Judah. The Lion roars.