Book 10: Blazing Holy Fire Tunnel

08 February

Each day and night grew more intense until mom prayed very earnestly to the Holy Father, in the Name of Yahushua Ha Mashiach, “Please Holy Father, grant that Yolin and I be put back in the Blazing Holy Fire Tunnel. Father, I request deep levels.”

She had not told me this until I mentioned that a Blazing Fire was coming intensely from me. “Yes”, she admitted, “from me too!”

“Yolin,” she said, “I would like to confirm this; will you close your eyes and tell me what you see?”

Blazing Holy Fire Door

At once, I was looking at a blinding, brilliant Light shining through a Door.

“Well, praise the Lord, we are fully prepared to enter,” both agreed.

At the beginning of the year 2014, I was back at School, but this time one of my subjects was engineering.

Once again, I was shown that my mother and I had filled our buckets with water from a well. My spirit knew that each household had enough water supplied directly to their house. Here we were each carrying a heavy bucket of water.

[John 4: 13-15] “Jesus answered her, All who drink of this water will be thirsty again. But whoever takes a drink of the Water that I will give him shall never, no never be thirsty any more. But the Water that I will give him shall become a spring of Water welling up (flowing, bubbling) continually within him unto (into) Eternal Life. The women said to Him, Sir, give me this Water, so that I may never get thirsty nor have to come continually all the way here to draw.” 

The scene grew absolutely terrifying as everyone fled and locked their doors. The big five began sniffing into every corner, crack and hole as they moved along to join forces with the rest of their packs.

Each drop of water was precious, so with great care, we mounted over a high wall and waited until it was safe. For not only were the man-eaters at large, but the entire hordes of Hell were marching.

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