Prophetic Dream

In this dream I was a part of the dream. Able to interact with it, but more so just for the purpose of being able to move around in it more than anything else.

I was standing in a field. A farm  field. I was standing behind a small group of people talking.
I recognized them as - Jesus, and men and woman from around the world who were missionaries of different degrees. Some had been life long others had gone for a short time over seas. Then there were those that I just knew were missionaries at heart in their own lands. i.e.  they lived to reach the lost and dyeing world for Jesus. They were all gathered together in a huddle discussing something very important. They were surrounded by several very, very large angels. 


I just stood and watched them for a moment when I noticed in the distance a storm brewing.
The storm, in and of itself wasn't that concerning to me - however - inside the stormy sky there was a HUGE tornado and several smaller tornadoes that were spawning off of the larger one.
I became alarmed at this sight and approached the group of people huddled together with the Lord.


"Do you see the storm?" I asked.
I was very insistent and interrupted their huddle, "Do any of you see the storm coming? And the HUGE tornado? Do you see it?" I asked again with much concern in my voice.

It was as if they did not hear me. This actually kinda annoyed me. I made my way around the group straight to the Lord, and I asked, "Aren't you the least bit worried or concerned that no one here sees the storm?"

That's when they all answered back, "Oh we see it."

I was confused and asked, "Then, why aren't you concerned about the HUGE tornado?" 


They explained they saw it and knew long before now that it was on it's way. That the Lord was in control. That they had little time and few hands to finish the work that had been set before them to accomplish.
Then they pointed me towards the building behind us all.


The building they pointed me to -  was "the church".

There were three rooms to the church. The entire back wall of the church was missing so I could see in and enter in and out freely.

The church was located smack dab in the middle of the harvest field. The harvest field was dry and dusty.

I approached the church and entered the first of the three rooms.
As I entered the first room I felt a sense of confusion.
In the first room there was a huge front window. The people in this room had seen the storm approaching were filled with panic. They were bustling about to and fro. Not really making headway. Just seemingly in a sheer state of panic. I heard phrases like, "Oh my goodness,  what are we going to do? I have never seen anything like it!" and , "There's no place to go! What now?", and  "We have no storm cellars how will we escape the fierceness of the storms? We are all going to die! Where is God in all of this?"

I left this room and entered the second room of the church. This room also had a huge front window. You could clearly see the storm in the near distance. The people in this room had gathered around the window and were focused on the storm. I could hear  people talking, "Look! It's getting closer!" I heard someone say. "Do you see it the destruction it is leaving foretold in scripture?" another one said.


As I walked through the room  noticed it was completely riddled with open books and papers. All over desk tops and on every flat surface there was available study guides for the study of eschatology and the second coming of Jesus Christ.  There were women and men intensely studying the scripture. 
I walked up to one of the women asked and asked what they were doing and they replied by pointing out the front window and asking me, "Do you see that? Up there? He is coming soon. Sooner than we all think. The scripture tells us of it.  We need to  look up for our redemption draweth nigh."


When she had pointed to the sky, there appeared a face. Like that  of a man. Also like nothing I have ever seen in any of my days - almost supernatural. Nothing I can begin to even explain in words. I was amazed beyond description.


I left and went to the third room in the church.
This room was dark.
It too had a very large window in the front. However it had a thick set of drapes that hung in front of the window. Floral drapes. Purple in color with  a design of flowers and butter flies.
When I walked in I immediately sensed a spirit of fear.
I looked to my left and saw a bed. There were a group of people, a large group of people in the bed. They lay still, completely covered by the bed spread.
Some were asleep - some were taking refuge under the covers for fear of the impending storm.

This disturbed me greatly.
I went to the window to open the curtains. I tried to pull them open but as I reached out to pull back the curtain I noticed they were covered with spiders.  Black spiders. They were all over the curtains.
I was unable to pull back the curtains without the spiders jumping on me so I stopped and instead went over to those hiding in the bed under the covers and began to warn them about the tornadoes that were coming.

They would not listen to what I had to say about the storms or the tornadoes. Instead, they chose to hide under the covers and deny the storm was even coming at all.

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Matthew 9:37-40

New King James Version (NKJV)

³⁷ Then He said to His disciples, “The harvest truly is plentiful, but the laborers are few. ³⁸ Therefore pray the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into His harvest.”

Great take over of 2012 - dream

< April 14, 2012

It is no secret the Lord speaks to me through my dreams, prophetically, about my life mostly. However here lately especially these last few years I have been receiving more and more dreams with direct reference to the Body of Christ, the Church and in general the world around me.

I have shared some of them publicly. There are two that come to mind that seem to reference the same time line as the dream I had this last night.  (Three Crocodiles!;Missiles Every where!;They're Coming!)

Last night I had what I refer to as a nighttime interactive vision-dream.  Somewhat different than a regular dream in that I was IN the dream and a part of the ream but no one in the dream was aware of my presence. I was able to move in and around throughout the dream freely.

In the beginning of the dream I was in a very large, I mean huge church building. It contained several churches inside of it.  In fact it was 7 (seven) stories tall. It was dark inside. There was a chill in the air that came from the outside through the broken windows.

I was on the first floor. There were few people standing around looking bewildered.

I walked over to the staircase that went to the upper floors. It was a huge sweeping, winding, staircase. One like you might imagine seeing in the movie “Gone with the Wind”, or one of those Southern mansions. I began to make my way to the second floor.

As I got to the second floor I noticed there was a foyer area at the top of the stair case and a room or church rather. The foyer was a mess, a terrible mess. Like something or someone had literally destroyed it. This church was an old fashioned church with statues and such. They were broken and thrown to the ground. There was only a hand full of people in the church itself.

I continued on up the staircase to the third floor and found the same circumstances only a different type of church building. This was a very modern church. High tech in every respect and everything had been thrown to the ground and trampled on. Sparks were flying in the air. Again, there was maybe four or five people in the actual church.

When I got to the next floor I found the same thing. Only this church had a broken down merry - go – round and a cotton candy machine than had been turned over in front of the doors to the church. There were a handful of people at this level inside the actual church.

Each floor that I reached up to the seventh floor had the very same thing – but – different. Their foyer had been completely destroyed and all that was left was one room where the members of the church gather together to pray.  There were only a few from each church -  on each floor  left who stayed after their churches had been destroyed.

I walked around in utter disbelief. I felt so sad.   Sad.  I don’t know how to explain it other than that. It was utterly heart breaking.

Then after I reached the top, the seventh floor, I heard something. 
At the very same time I heard it – I felt it –It was a sudden warm wind.
Then I saw it.
A huge tear drop fell down from the sky, into the broken down church building.
It was like refreshing shower upon everyone in the place. Something I simply can not even begin to explain. Sheer and utter beauty beyond human description!

I believe it was a tear falling from heaven.
I don’t know how to explain it. I don’t know that I can, other than what I just did.

Then -
Suddenly -  I was outside.

I was in the street. I was walking down the street. Everything seemed normal. I approached the end of the street and had to turn around and go back up the street.
I saw a sign that seemed to "pop-up" out of nowhere right in from of me.


 It read “11-2012”-this way --à "
So I continued up the street. At first I didn’t notice anything. THEN, I noticed the street itself was not paved anymore. The same exact street I just walked down moments before had changed to a dirt road.
Then I noticed there were woman everywhere were wearing Hijabs (head covers).
As I continued walking I saw to my right a group of young men and boys throwing sticks and rocks at Christians. They were using all kinds of profanities against the name of Jesus and threatening to “turn them in”. 
Turn them into the authorities to be arrested.

  This sign says it all. I do not believe we can co-exist. We would all have to be willing to love each other. As well as be willing and able to forgive each other and let go of the past.  Sadly - I do not see that happening. 

Last Call for the Bullet Train! - Dream

"I jumped on - and it just began to go." 

A Night Time Vision

In my dream - all was well and quiet and I had just been awakened from a short nap by a loud sudden blast of sound. I was in my car. My bright, yellow V.W. Bug. The "Sonflower".

I saw a large bunch of people that I know, all prophetic in nature, running down the sidewalk. They looked directly at me as if they knew I was wondering what they doing and said, 

"We are going to get something to eat ."

I hollered back,  "Where are you going?"

They answered, "To the Burger King."

I answered them, "Wait for me! I'm coming with you!" 

(strange - I normally hate fast food. well Burger isn't always fast food!)

Next thing I know  they all piled into a very large car and pulled into the drive way, (very long driveway)  of a huge restaurant. I followed them in my Bright Yellow VW Bug.

They drove to the very back of the parking lot and around the corner and parked. I parked my car right up next to the restaurant. 

I hopped out and started walking to the restaurant. As I made my way towards the door I notice the strangest and most glorious thing,  it was "raining"  over the restaurant ! Only over the restaurant! 

I entered the restaurant and apparently had somehow, in my excitement about seeing the rain, had passed up the front door and entered in through the employee entrance instead of the customer entrance. 

Something inside told me I had been here before. So I just did my best to make it through the kitchen area to dinning room.

Which proved to be more of a task than one would think as there were very many people  leaving moving in and out of  the doors and I was trying to move against the flow of traffic.

Eventually I made my way through and into the dinning room. 

It was a beautiful place!!! It didn't look like a  fast food restaurant at all. That's is for sure!!!  There was a formal male host with menus standing at the front door to greet guests arriving. I "just knew" he thought I was going to sit down somewhere where for a long time and order up a feast.  Then there was this female hostess, a guide of sorts. I knew in my spirit she was different.

I got her attention and placed my hand over my mouth and half whispered to her,

 "I am here to go to Burger King."

She replied, "Ah, yes...right this way." At that she waved/swung her arm outward, away from her and the wall in the back of the restaurant opened in front of us.

I jumped on what looked to be to be a monorail train; and it just began to go.

The train was a spiffy new sleek looking train. Blue and silver bullet train. There was room enough to stand (for about 4-6 people) and on either side a place to lay down. Bunks. Bare bone, bunks. 2 on each side. One on top and one on bottom. There were windows all around. 

There were others on beside me. One woman who got on at the same time as I did, and one just before us and the the others were already on. Some were laying down in the bunks and some were standing. We all had our eyes wide open and looking out the windows.

As the train moved it picked up speed and we began to see the seasons change, rapidly change.

 I was looking out the window watching the seasons change. The seasons would change in nature and at the same time we would see times  socially and politically and many other ways. I stood there eyes fixed out my window watching and my ears tuned in to the very clear voice explain everything in detail  as it would happen. Sometimes before it would happen. Sometimes why it would happen and sometimes why it would not happen. I began to feel uncomfortable even a bit confined. An over whelming sense of urgency came over me. Came over all of us on the train.

This experience was, to say the least, super-natural. We saw a great many things. The seasons were changing. Very fast. The natural season and the supernatural seasons.

The voice that we heard was loud and strong and spoke the entire time explaining what we saw.

Everything was moving very fast.  Thus the FAST FOOD

Then the windows disappeared and we were coming to a slow. That's when I noticed the women that were standing there next to me. They were all talking about we had all seen and heard and they were talking about their ministry. What they had been commissioned to do. 

The doors opened and they ran out of there in a big hurry.

I woke up.

A Vision and A Word

It was a normal morning for me. I was up at 6, getting ready for work. Sitting quietly having a yummy cup of coffee in my comfy prayer chair thinking about all that Holy Spirit had spoken to me through the night. Then something changed. I began to pray. 

Praying in and of itself wasn't out of the norm for my morning routine. It was the visit from Abba Father that rocked my world that morning. 

I began praying as usual for my family and friends. Then while I was praying in the spirit, a sudden Holy Anointing came on me and my prayer focus immediately changed. It changed to intercession for the lost and I felt a crushing grief within my spirit and soul so incredibly heavy that I literally grabbed my chest. Weeping began as I continued to pray in the spirit. Visions of people were flashing through my minds eyes. Then I saw what disturbed me the most. I saw familiar faces. They were believers. I don't know how to explain it other than -  I knew them and I knew they were believers but I don't have any names.

In this vision, I had such sorrow and grief - I could not stop focusing on my fellow brothers and sisters in the Lord who were pictured among all the other unbelievers in the last days. All the others who denied the Lord. 

This intercession seemed to last forever. Although in (our) reality I am sure it was but  a few minutes. When I was able to, I asked the Lord. On my knees, I asked Him about the faces I saw. Why they were there among the unbelievers.

This is the Lord's answer,

"In the last days there will be a great falling away. Just as there will be a great harvest. 

My precious AmyColleen, I have shown you a picture of both. 

The time is soon - All who have chosen to follow me, who are still here in this world, will yet again be called upon to make a choice. Trust in me and my ways, and receive a crown of life or trust in the ways of this ruler of this world and be sealed with his mark and receive death. 

Sadly, there will be many who will choose death over life. For wide is the gate that leads to destruction and narrow is the road that leads to life." 

At this point I fell to my face and cried. Knowing that there would be so many brothers and sisters in the Lord that would fall prey to the deception of the enemy and give into his deadly schemes giving up their lives unto eternal death.

Then Abba Father spoke.

Instantly, all at once, 

I felt peace, 

and a sudden Holy Fear fall down upon me like a heavy soft warm invisible blanket.

"Remember, the harvest. I love you."
Was all he said.

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Brothers and sisters....THIS is serious stuff! 2 Thessalonians 2
There will be people you and I sit next to in CHURCH! People you and I go to lunch with. The Lord is referring to HIS CHURCH, HIS BODY, falling away, ....take a moment and just think about who you see every time you go to a church function, concert, meeting; Now think about the FACT that a GREAT MANY of US will FALL AWAY.


Sobering thought NO?   Not MY words.....This is straight from the Word of God.

The Great Apostasy

2 Thessalonians 2

 ¹ Now, brethren, concerning the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ and our gathering together to Him, we ask you, ² not to be soon shaken in mind or troubled, either by spirit or by word or by letter, as if from us, as though the day of Christ had come. ³ Let no one deceive you by any means; for that Day will not come unless the falling away comes first, and the man of sin is revealed, the son of perdition, ⁴ who opposes and exalts himself above all that is called God or that is worshiped, so that he sits as God in the temple of God, showing himself that he is God.

Prophetic Dreams

There are some benefits to being in the desert. Actually there are quite a few. I will mention just one during this blog post.

Prophetic dreams.

Being alone with God in your thoughts. Having HIS input through HIS WORD. Having Holy Spirit speaking to you without the constant rumbling of others and their (all-be it wise) teachings and advise filtering out everything the Lord has just spoken to you.....has it's advantages.


Honestly, as much as I have tried on my own to get to this place (where I am now in the dessert with the Lord) with out actually being "in" the dessert place. I have never actually been able to get there. I have gotten close  by taking time away "all by myself" for 5 days. Up in a cabin on the top of the Smokey Mountains. No T.V. no phone. No people. Just me and the Lord. Five whole days. Still not the same. Nothing quite like being lead into the dessert by the Holy Spirit of God.
It is not always the most pleasant of places to be, but I will say this, being in the dessert is definitely the most self revealing places, that is for sure!

Also being in the dessert I hear from the Lord allot more than when I am comfy cozy on the mountain top. Or at least it seems I do. Perhaps it's not that I hear more frequently as much as the God encounters are much more dynamic. Much more super natural and life altering. Kinda like Moses when climbed mount  Horeb and saw the burning bush.  Or Jacob when he was in the dessert place and wrestled with the angel of the Lord.
It is without fail that when I am lead by Holy Spirit into this time - this season - this - place in the dessert, spiritually, this is when I go through a time of  deep, deep cleansing, spiritually.
All is stripped away from me. Everything that is unnecessary in my life. (at least the things that God deems unnecessary  for the completion of His work in my life)
Things and people that I have some how let get between me and my relationship with the Lord.

Of course, yes, this is what I desire.

During this time in the desert my thirst for the Lord becomes greater and greater. I am even more  desperate than ever before for Him.
My life? Well it can become a bit uncomfortable. For both myself and those around me as well.

Ah hah!

As I learn what the Lord is doing in my life. As I relearn that He is in control.

I begin to once again rest in faith that all is well and trust in His unfailing love for me.

That's when it happens.

That's when when the encounters begin.

The dreams.                      The visions.                       God speaks.

People have often asked me why does the Lord speak to me like He does. Through visions and dreams. While I am praying. While I am reading the Word of God or through my dreams at night.

I don't have a pat-answer. I do know that I have always heard from the Lord. I have always had dreams from God. Even when I wasn't able to discern that it was "his" voice or that my dreams were from the Lord. I look back years later and I remember what I heard or I read a dream I wrote down in a journal as a young child and I can clearly see it was HIS voice I heard;

that the dream was clearly from him.

Well, last night I had a dream. I believe it was a dream from the Lord warning us that very soon the churches of the America will be in the control of the U.S. Government.

In the dream the Presidential Limousine tried to run me down and instead the secret service had me thrown to the ground to try and keep me "out of the way" so the limousine could get through without any problems to the church. (I am a watchman)

The limousine that was supposedly carrying the President of the united States of America, had dark windows and I knew the man inside was an impostor. (this is why the secret service wanted me out of the way. I was correct...deception at work the supposed Presidential administration is not looking out for the best interest of the people)

I told told the S.S. (Secret Service) all I wanted to do was carry on and continue my way down the street. (I was warning people along the way of the deception) But they would have nothing to do with that. They were insistent that I be no where around the Presidential limousine so  the S.S. had me physically thrown to the ground.  I actually hurt my hip and leg from being slammed against the hard cement ground.
As they threw me up into the air and as I fell and hit the ground I called out, "So this is how the President of the United States treats any one who opposes him now - Physically abuses them? Someone call the press!"
Instantly the press was there and taking pictures.

I stood up and began to call out to the small church/hospital across the street where the Presidential limousine had stopped in front of. I was quoting scripture and trying to get the peoples attention but no one could hear me. Then the quad/ S.S. that thew me to the ground seemed to feel remorseful, seeing how he had hurt me, and handed me a mega phone. I began to quote scripture and warn the people about how the Government was now in control of all the small churches. People started to come up to me and handed me pieces of paper with secret information about the Gov't....they were folded...I opened them up and read them out loud through the mega phone. Soon the people across the street standing in front of the church, whose attention was on the Presidential limousine, was now on me.

I finished by saying,

"The ONLY WAY to escape their control is this way...." Then I laid my hands on my hip and leg which were hurt and said, "In the name of JESUS be healed!"

Instantly I was made whole.

I gave the mega phone back to the Secret service man and walked away.

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Let me just say that this dream has left me very sober. It was quite vivid. I have not shared all the details. Just touched on some of the major points.

Yesterday the Lord spoke very clearly to me..... ,"Soon."

Brothers and sisters I have many friends all over the globe. Only here in the USA do we as the Body of Christ (generally speaking of course) feel as though everything is, "A-Okay." Or perhaps, "not quite so bad." A great many believers feel that when things do start to get bad that there will be a great rescue for all the saints of God.

Well I have news for those who believe that. It's not new news by any means and it's not from me.

That is NOT the case.

Today all over the world tribulation is already in mid swing. Our brothers and sisters in the Lord are suffering greatly beyond anything we can even imagine. Even that which some of us (sinfully) choose not acknowledge.

People are dieing. Being brutally murdered; martyred all over the globe for Jesus name sake.

It is coming our way.

Soon.

Are we ready?

Meeting Him in the Clouds

A Dream

I was walking down the beach in Santa Barbara and suddenly I heard a voice. It sounded like a trumpet, it said, “It is time!” 

Instantly ~ I began to ascend into the sky. (This was the most incredible feeling!) 

Even though I was walking alone. When I began to go~up toward Heaven ~ I was no longer alone, everyone I ever knew was all of a sudden around me. 


Those that I knew believed on the Lord Yeshua....had asked him to be their Lord and Savior, they were there next to me. 


Everyone else, family members and loved ones that I had been praying for and believing for their salvation; they were on the beach. I was reaching out to them, calling out to them, desperately; but only for a brief moment, a very brief moment. As I ascended quickly. very quickly and in an instant I was in HIS presence! I had forgotten everything else but Him.... Jesus.



Wow…

The Door & the Bridge - A Vivid Night Vision

The Door and The Bridge

I was in a house....or a building....it looked more sterile than I would have my house, but the sense I got was that it was a house.

There were very many doors along the inside of the walls of the house.
There were other people in this house with me. No one in particular, that I remember by name....just that I remember getting the feeling they were people I was close to.

Some of the doors were open and people were coming and going, in and out of them freely.
There were other doors that were open and no one was going through them; in fact no one was even close to where they were or seemed interested in going over to that side of the room where the doors were open.

Then there was this one door in the upper right side of the room. It wasn't closed all the way, nor was it open all the way. It was slightly cracked....just enough to get my attention.

I headed straight for that door....and when I got there I opened it right away ...all the way.
Several people in the room immediately turned around and saw me and spoke very clearly to me, "No! You don't want to go through that door!"

I just ignored them.

They kept on trying to stop me with their words, (no one would come near the door)  "It's too dangerous in there!! it's dark and...."

I had already stepped through the door and onto a bridge...
The bridge was a large sturdy bridge,(at first) like one you might see cars drive over.
I said out loud, "All I need to do is soak this bridge in oil!"

I then went back inside the house; got a huge bottle of anointing oil and headed back out onto the bridge. 

I began to walk across the bridge and anoint the side railings with oil. As I did the bridge became smaller. The farther I got across the narrower and the weaker less structured the bridge became.

So much so that it was no longer a large sturdy bridge capable of holding cars. It had transformed into a much smaller bridge
only big enough to hold one or two people at a time 
and it swayed back and forth as I walked along,
making it necessary for me to hold on tightly to the what once were the side bats of the bridge and now were the ropes that kept the bridge suspended. I continued on unto half way across the bridge where I ran into a curtain of utter and complete darkness.
Suddenly the bridge began to swing back and forth violently in the wind. A wind that seemed to come out of no where!!!
I knew I had to head back to the house but held on tight and took the last bit of oil that I had and saturated the railing/ropes with it.

As I turned around and began to make my way back the wind became so violent I couldn't hold on any longer and just before I reached the door  to the house I began to fall and that's when I felt some one's hand on my back.
In the midst of the raging storm this hand kept me from falling and lifted me to safety until I could step back into the room.

I have never felt anything like it, ever. Not in real life or in any vision or dream. Ever.
I wasn't afraid, at all. Not even when the I began to fall. However, when I felt the hand touch on my back, I was consumed with peace. So much so, that when I awakened from this dream. When I opened my eyes immediately following this dream, I was still overwhelmed with this peace.

It was amazing.

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This was spiritual warfare, not a plan, not a prophecy, but the real thing as I was dreaming.  The doors are areas of ministry that were open to me, and had I gone through any other door, it would have been a different dream, but I chose this door. The one with the bridge....it was a passage being used by the enemy to bring evil into this world by the truckload.  As I minsitered holiness, (the oil) the bridge lost power and strength.  Because of the impact of my prayer and walk of faith, the enemy came against me. (the raging storm and wind)  because I walked in faith into the battle with nothing the but the Lord, He delivered me from the hand of the enemy, who was unable to harm me.

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Which door will you choose? Are you ready to take your stand against the enemy? 

Let's stand together as faithful followers and servants of the most high God!

Shalom ~ AmyColleen 

We're moving

Those of you who are discerning ....hear what the Lord has to say.

(I will share later what this means...now off to work!)

"I was in a house with several others. Some I recognized, some I did not.We were all of one accord. The Master of the house was with us. We were in the bedroom.

I was watching the others talk among themselves. They seemed serious and busy. Moving quickly; while at the same time, every time they walk past the Master of the house they would take a moment to stop what they were doing and just sit at his feet..just for a moment. Then they would continue on with what they were doing.

I was so curious....so I walked up to the Master of the house and asked,

"What is happening?"

This is what he said to me,

"We are moving tomorrow, we need to get ready."

I looked around again and saw that everyone around me was packing.

I looked at the Master and said,

"You mean, we need to pack everything tonight and be ready t go by morning?"

He smiled at me and said, "Yes."

I didn't speak out loud. I walked around the room in disbelief, as it was a huge bedroom. I thought in my spirit, 'How can we pack everything in one night and then travel the next day?'

Then the Master spoke again,

"Get ready tonight. There is no time to fall asleep. For tomorrow we move. Go out to the living room and show the new ones how to get ready."

At that I went into the living room and there were several visitors to the house sitting on the living room floor. There were packing boxes in front of them.

A Christmas tree fully decorated as well.

I introduced myself to them and said,

"Here let me show you what needs to be done to get ready for tomorrow."

Isaiah 40:1-5

Comfort for God’s People

 ¹ Comfort, comfort my people, 
   says your God. 
² Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, 
   and proclaim to her 
that her hard service has been completed, 
   that her sin has been paid for, 
that she has received from the LORD’s hand 
   double for all her sins.

 ³ A voice of one calling:
“In the wilderness prepare
   the way for the LORD;
make straight in the desert
   a highway for our God.
⁴ Every valley shall be raised up,
   every mountain and hill made low;
the rough ground shall become level,
   the rugged places a plain.
⁵ And the glory of the LORD will be revealed,
   and all people will see it together.
            For the mouth of the LORD has spoken.”