A Visitation and A Mandate: Set My Bride On Fire
Visitation
A few years ago, I had a power visitation with Jesus. I woke up in the middle of the night and looked at my clock, which said 3 am. Instantly, everything around me changed and I was standing in the middle of a vibrant, green grassy field with the sun shining brightly.
Jesus was standing in front of me but he was so close that I could only see His eyes and feel His breathe on my face. His eyes, intense and filled with flames of fire, were locked strongly on mine. I could barely look away. When I finally managed to avert my gaze, I looked down and saw I was wearing a wedding dress. I was horrified to see this wedding dress had muddy hand prints all over it!
When I looked back up at Jesus, the flames in his eyes grew even bigger and more intense. His voice boomed through my entire body, as He said with such authority, “SET MY BRIDE ON FIRE!” Instantly when he said this, the flames in His eyes engulfed us both entirely.
I looked back down and saw all the muddy handy prints on the wedding dress simply fall, like dust to the ground. The gown was now glowingly white. I was not burned or harmed by this fire but was still fully consumed by it.
Suddenly, I was back in my room. When I looked at the clock it said 5 am. I was shocked that it had been two hours! It felt like this had all happened in two minutes! I definitely was not dreaming and had definitely not been asleep. I was still sitting in the same position I was in upon waking at 3 am. Though now, I was shaking under the power of God and and felt His glory heavily on me.
I was almost panicked, not knowing what to do with the intensity of power that I felt flowing through me. It was not a panic of fear though. It was the sobering weight of holiness and intensity of the visitation I just had, as well as the seriousness of the mandate that I had just been given.
Out of this powerful visitation I wrote the poem below. It trumpets the heart of Esther Company, which you can read more about here.
I hope this poem encourages you!
Poem
The sound of truth clashing, prevailing over lies.
Fiery lovers of Jesus, wielding His word like a sword and transforming lives.
Unafraid of the fires of hell because the fire in them is greater.
Not orphans, not rejected but chosen by their maker.
They’ve learned that suffering is a gift, if used for His glory.
They’ve submitted their pain to process and healing to the hands of the One who chronicles their story.
That’s how you will know truth from lie, real from false.
You can copy what they say and do, but you can never reproduce that for which they have paid a steep cost.
Accepted or rejected, celebrated or cast out, their eyes are locked onto God’s without any doubt.
They know full well they are not orphans, not forgotten or deserted.
His plan for them so great that no one can divert it.
More famous in heaven then here on earth.
You’d be surprised if you could see the full amount of their worth.
Shackles and chains, broken and burned, their heart beats only for the sound of His word.
They live for the joy of this one thing, their marriage to Jesus and giving Him everything.
They are not satisfied to just break free and be made new.
They birth justice, release God’s Glory and carry His dew.
Accolades and platforms mean nothing to them.
They just want to be known deep in the heart of the King.
His bride won’t be prostituted or stained by mud.
Her wedding dress cleansed and purified by the fire of His love.
All the schemes of the devil come to naught.
Watch and see as all the abuse and muddy hand prints of man are burned off.
Do you see the fire in His eyes and intense, loving gaze?
He brings truth and purifying freedom in the deepest of ways.
This world is worth nothing if not for Him.
What are you waiting for? You’ve been invited in…
