Sometimes my walk has been very hard. There was a time when Christians who should have known better were making fun of me. I was just coming out of a terrible illness, I was still very ill, maybe they didn't realize that was why I was so different, why I was hanging onto God. They said horrible things about me, most not true. They made me feel dirty and rejected--and that God couldn't love me. I remember in desperation one night crying out to God and saying, even if You slay me, I need You desperately. I am going to go to You, I am going to seek you, I am going to trust you.
That night the Lord gave me a dreamlike vision. I was at the base of a mountain, Mount Zion. I had crossed a river, and entered a new land, and now I dared to go up to the holy hill of God. There was an awesome, even terrible sense of the presence of God, how could I dare? But I was desperate, I climbed anyway. As I went I reached an area that was less steep. I saw a vineyard with huge grapes, as big as my fists. I was invited to eat. In another place there was a table set--a long table, so long that I could not see either end. It had a beautiful white linen cloth, gold and silver tableware, fine china and crystal goblets. It was set for the marriage supper of the Lamb. I was told that I was invited to come. I felt so unworthy, but I was invited! He spoke to me, and said I was His invited guest, His daughter, His bride....It didn't matter what other people said.
He says the same thing to you. Don't be afraid to approach Mount Zion. Don't be afraid to climb its heights. There will be beautiful fruit for you there. There is a table being set, and your name is on it. Don't be afraid to go...
That night the Lord gave me a dreamlike vision. I was at the base of a mountain, Mount Zion. I had crossed a river, and entered a new land, and now I dared to go up to the holy hill of God. There was an awesome, even terrible sense of the presence of God, how could I dare? But I was desperate, I climbed anyway. As I went I reached an area that was less steep. I saw a vineyard with huge grapes, as big as my fists. I was invited to eat. In another place there was a table set--a long table, so long that I could not see either end. It had a beautiful white linen cloth, gold and silver tableware, fine china and crystal goblets. It was set for the marriage supper of the Lamb. I was told that I was invited to come. I felt so unworthy, but I was invited! He spoke to me, and said I was His invited guest, His daughter, His bride....It didn't matter what other people said.
He says the same thing to you. Don't be afraid to approach Mount Zion. Don't be afraid to climb its heights. There will be beautiful fruit for you there. There is a table being set, and your name is on it. Don't be afraid to go...
