I awoke and told her that in the vision of the night, there were two churches situated near each other. The taxi driver had stopped at the Methodist Church, but I insisted that it was the wrong church. As we rode further, I told him to stop in front of a very huge mansion Church.
The exquisite was adorned in Beauty of Pure White. Huge carved doors and beautiful stained windows appeared cathedral-like. “This is where I live,” I exclaimed. I don’t have the actual words to bring across to you the great beauty of what I experienced. Mom said that The Church was ‘The Bride’ on earth adorned in Purity and was ready for the Bridegroom.
[Ephesians 5: 26-27] “So that He might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of water with the Word that He might present the Church to Himself in glorious splendour without spot or wrinkle or any such things (that she might be Holy and faultless)”