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CONTINUED: * THE ENTRANCE OF THE KING *

Prophetic Word Received 2004
　

The throne room was filled with those from every tribe and every tongue, with those who had laid down their lives and taken up their cross and followed Him. Those who had served Him when even they were bare and dry and had clung on by faith to their great hope of His glorious appearing.
　

And now as one they waited in this huge amphitheatre-like throne room, waiting for the Glorious One, the Lamb of God whom they had served all their lives, whom they had seen by the eyes of their spirit, whom they had glimpsed often so fleetingly only through a glass darkly.
　

Fraught with their own humanities and failings, with their own personal set of weaknesses and hindrances that so easily beset them-but here none of this counted, O beautiful child of God, for here it was as all things new. For here there was no weeping or crying, for the old order of things had passed away and all things had become new. And they waited-as one and yes, as millions, they waited.
　

Even as one would wait for the entrance of the most powerful and esteemed regent on Earth, so they waited. And it was unimaginable and indescribable the moment when the Great King of Heaven began His walk up the great nave of Heaven's throne room.
　

And so they all stood still like stone on either side of the nave that seemed to stretch to infinity-in marvel and in awe and in complete wonder-that they had made it in, that everything that they had lived for on Earth that they had believed to be by the eyes of their spirit, was now before them in total reality.
　

And as the Great King of Heaven walked, so slowly, in such majesty and glory, His face and His attention were totally riveted on the One who sat beyond...far beyond...who dwelt in flaming iridescent light beyond the nave, at the top of the throne room.
　

And yet, as the King passed by, it was as though each one of these who had spent their years on earth serving Him faithfully had His personal, complete, adoring attention. And He would stop, and I saw Him turn and look deeply, oh, so deeply, into that one's eyes.
　

As He looked, beloved, as He looked upon them, so they wept. They wept with the total embracing from Him of all they were and of all the Father had created them to be before the machinations of the Fall.
　

And to some He would weep and gather them to His bosom and hold them close, so close. And it was a holy moment in eternity.
　

And then, to others, I saw Him start to laugh with the irrepressible intense and overflowing joy and laughter of Heaven, and so, too, their weeping at the wonder and the awe of Him was turned in a moment to the intense joy of being fully understood and embraced.
　

In the incredible knowledge of being fully known by Him and yet loved more even than a mother, even as a babe in arms, so tender was His love for them. And so He would hold their hands and smile with joy unimaginable and reach out to each as He walked by and as they clung to Him.
　

And O dearest child of God, still they felt His touch linger as He continued His walk. And for each one that He passed, it was as though it was only He and them in the entire throne room.
　

For they only saw Him and He only saw them. And so it was with each of the millions of His beloved.
　

As He walked up the nave I sensed that He was saying, "Thank you, thank you," to each who had stood for Him-even in the darkest times when they had been so weak. And as He held them and as they clung to Him, He was saying "Thank you. Well done, good and faithful servant.
　

You who stood for Me while so much was dark and unseen and when, at so many times, all the glory of Heaven seemed so far away and My presence seemed hidden from your sight. Still you kept faith; still you stood strong.
　

Even when your limbs were weary and when your soul was overwhelmed with the stresses and the pressures of earth, still you stood for Me. Still you preached My Gospel. Thank you," He would whisper.
　

And as He continued to walk down the nave toward His Father, all those that He had passed and touched-and, child of God, not one was left out from His touch and from His attention-so all looked after Him with such adoration and with such a terrible, indescribable yearning.
　

Then I saw Him turn His head back to them. He was as a lover who cannot bear to leave His beloved alone even for a moment. His yearning was so terrible for them also, for each was to Him His bride.
　

And so, as little children, they were comforted. Then once again I saw His face shine with the pure joy of gazing upon His Father's face and glory. And so He continued to walk toward the Great Throne of Light.
　

Somehow I knew that each one of these was His great gift to His Father, that each one had been saved from the clutches of sin and damnation by the unsurpassable sacrifice of the Holy Son of God, the splendid Lamb of God, back into the Father's hands.
　

And then the Father stood, His hands outstretched toward the Son. Oh, and the Son could hardly walk for the intense glory emanating from the Father-the glory and the power and the joy, and the joy and wonder and awesome thickness of the mantle of His glory.
　

His glory began to fall across the throne room, and all the faces were closed eyes in rapture, their hands outstretched as the Son in all His glory walked toward the Father, and

they became as one.

This is what we live for on earth, beloved.

This is why we stand.


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