"And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband." Rev. 21:2
This time last year I began planning my wedding. Had my ring picked out, wardrobe, music, feel. The only thing that was missing was the groom.
I realize now that when we prophesy, we prophesy in part and we understand in part.
And I only understood God's vision for my life...in part. In seeing my wedding, I longed to see my "husband". In thinking I found my husband, I put my dreams in a box. Limiting myself. Stifling myself. But more importantly, limiting God.
2009 saw me realizing that my currency was LOVE. Not a bad currency to have, but I dare someone go in Bloomingdales and try and buy something with "LOVE" as their only credit card. It's a beautiful and intricate currency, but the fact is, it is not accepted everywhere.
In 2010 my currency shall be the one that is accepted from Okinawa to Venezuela. Wealth, in the form of colorful bills, the likes of which I haven't ever seen. They shall flood my bank accounts, they shall feel good always in my hands. They shall come. They shall go. "Money is mine, wealth is mine," I hear the me who's already seen 2010 happily tell me. And I am gladdened and my heart leaps. I am able to thank Him in advance.
The dream:
I had a dream a few months ago and in the dream I was a teacup and liquid poured into me from above, making me overflow. Beside me to my left and right were each 6 teacups. And as my teacup overflowed, it began to flow into the cups of those to the side of me.
The liquid, poured in love, given FROM love, was currency. Accepted from the Grand Caymans to Bermuda to Los Angeles to Las Vegas.
The New Jerusalem is upon me. And 10/10/10 I'm having the party of a lifetime. Actually it will begin 10/5/10.
Feel free to RSVP now, for the New Jerusalem Party is IN FULL EFFECT.
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