Jesus's Royal Castle Spirit Trip
(Excerpt From Spiritual Fiction: The Kingdom Romance Part 4)
She was taken to the front steps of the most beautiful show of architecture and unbelievable beauty and grandeur ever witnessed by human eyes. It was large beyond belief, with great golden-white walls stretching off into the distance, covered with windows and little patios in front of these, as though it was some kind of huge hotel!! But only if you could think of the largest fortress as a hotel. This was the castle or citadel of a warrior, and had the power and Authority of God written all over it. It was alive, it seemed, and the inlaid precious stones seemed to speak constantly, and musicians everywhere played music, constantly. There were angels surrounding the tops of each tower, and a large stream of angels coming and going from the main one. It had a royal looking walkway, and many terraces alongside it, with guards standing at very alert attention. Besides the incoming ships and carrier battle craft, Annette had never seen any weapons like this before in Heaven shown so . . . she almost said proudly, but settled for the word ‘visibly.’
One person who looked like a poet or scribe from the olden days came up to Annette and helped her find her way inside. “We’ve been expecting you!” He said jovially, and explained to her the reason for all the battlements. “This area is the uppermost apex of the City, and there are times when the Enemy is allowed in to a small extent. The Lord still has talks with some of the evil lords, but they are kept under close supervision, and never allowed in for long. Right now there are none present. But it forces us to play by the old fashioned rules– “I have a big stick! Be good or I’ll spank you with it!” — kind of Rules!
Indeed this was the most political looking area, with many official looking people and many official looking buildings, but these were sort of outside the inner chambers. The inner area was more like a place where the Lord appeared to dwell with His people. Like the White House, only instead of a house it was most definitely a Royal Palace, reaching up impossibly high into the air, outdoing any fantasy painting or classic European castle. . . There was so much joy in just looking at this, that Annette had to stop her guide for a few moments and just praise the Lord as she gazed upon the White and Gold and Silver Towers, each adorned with royal blue and golden banners. So much joy! It spoke of the Freedom that Jesus’s Rule was going to bring to all Creation when finally He took things over!
They walked in through many separate chambers, along a long red carpet. The feeling Annette got was that all these decorations could be easily changed, and there was a new, fresh feeling to all that was there. The furniture and the colors and drapes and all sorts of other things (that usually women notice) were beautiful, and yet it seemed they would be set a certain way for a certain celebration. Outside the actual Throne Room were seven outer chambers, each with long hallways extending to the right and to the left, and these were bustling places, with many people working there and many visitors and all kinds of things going on. Basically you got the feeling it was a mix of a King’s castle, the White House, the Pentagon, and the CIA/FBI all rolled into one, except full of love rather than full of pride and falls-fronts. There was a real freedom here, and it wasn’t intimidating. However, there were armed guards everywhere you went, and these were friendly, too. Annette found that they were dutiful, and praiseful, but not aloof. They would talk to you.
At last they reached the inner area, and were given “Audience with the King” but it was not what you would think: for This King was King Jesus! He was full of happiness, wit, and seemed to like to try and put people at ease. He was dressed in His full Kingly Robes and a Royal Sash, with, surprisingly, battle armor underneath! This armor outshone even Enoch’s, but since this was Heaven and everything was light-sourced by the Son of God anyway, you were still able to look at Him. Or perhaps that was because the robes covered most of the armor.
He looked absolutely so regal and beautiful that many people simply wept and knelt before the Throne, out of joy, and commit their lives to serve Him yet again. Annette wished to do the same, but He looked at her with a smile and said “No, please stand! You must learn how to stand beside Me, My Queen!” At this Annette’s faced flushed, but He quickly took her by His side, and had her face those who were present.
“Now begins a New Day. Now begins the Days that the Prophet’s spoke of, concerning the End. I Am going to raise up a New Church, and this Church will be available to all who seek to find refuge from the great storm that is about to encompass the entire Earth.”
Then everyone present bowed to the ground, at first in silence, but when Jesus bade them stand the entire Chamber erupted into cheers and praises to the Lord, and “Long Live the Queen!”
Of course Annette didn’t even know what to do, she was so surprised.
“Jesus, I don’t deserve this,” she whispered to Him.
“Oh, you will – – – trust Me.” And then He added again, with a smile that melted her heart, stopping any trepidation: “You accepted My Blood—and that is enough. But I will use you in such a way that these all will know you and there will be no doubt the things I have done through you. They will beg you to be a ruler over them! As My Wife, My Kingdom is also yours.” Amidst the cheering, Jesus kissed her, and large clouds of flowers and ethereal misty looking wispy things( – – – fairies??) came down from the high, high ceiling and showered everyone there with the Love Jesus had for His Bride! Then something curious happened. It was literally a shower of His Love—because out of Jesus’s face shone a kind of light and energy, not like pure electricity or anything, it was more like a see-through milky white aura that spread through these . . . well they seemed like fairies so we’ll call them fairies: and these were carried to all the people present, who’s bodies also began to light up and shine with a similar light as that of the Lord’s.
“The Joy of the Lord is your strength, remember?” Jesus said to Annette, and she again was speechless. So just making Jesus happy must be like, empowering the whole church if you thought of it! She had never thought of it like that before.
“Wow. . .” was all she could say. She was eventually joined by some of the Band that had come to the City with her earlier– Cray was there, as well as Rachel and Enoch, and several others. They congratulated Annette and each took turns hugging her.
“Good! Looks like things are really going to start rolling from now on!” Enoch winked at Annette.
“There will be more after all the afternoon affairs are completed, and we’re coming too!” Cray looked like a happy child, more than a high-level Cathar Officer. But the rest of the ceremonies were a blur. Annette couldn’t believe what had just happened. Others came and went, and presented different situations to the King. At last they were shown to their own separate quarters, given directions to the Dinner Chambers and left to their own. It was amazing how all the formalities here seemed to just add to the joyfulness of serving God and getting things done, and were not an overarching stifling factor in any way. Things really flowed here, and you saw prayers getting answered from around the Universe, and people getting reinforcements for this or that operation and intel being broadcast that was now public (this was by no means the inner secret chamber of the Lord! Indeed, this would be the area Satan himself would come when necessary to talk. . . again, under strict supervision and extremely limited access. The truth be told, he hated coming here. He always seethed, apparently. Cray told some of these experiences to Annette, and how beautiful he’d always try to make himself, but by the end his false covering would all deteriorate and he’d opt to his own ugly nature. Horrific, and actually quite sad. Already the people of Heaven who looked upon Satan were just in awe at how miserable he was, now. His luster as the Fallen Cherub was waning thin, quickly. It was super obvious his time was short now. . . and he was not happy about it.
“Don’t worry, though, there are no scheduled audiences that Lucifer has today! We can just relax, and enjoy ourselves.” He said. The squad had all joined their hotel rooms together and were enjoying some appetizers and some of the finest champagne in all of existence, given to them by the sweet maid servers who worked there in the Royal Castle.