The Day of the Trumpets
SACRIFICE OF THANKSGIVING
Lord Jesus, I just want to thank you for choosing me to be grafted into your tree of life and imprinted on the pages of your book of life, I thank you for my gifts, calling, good health, healing, my children, their families, my church, and for forgiving me of my sins. In the name of Jesus Christ, Father thank you for this opportunity to be an instrument to reach out to others and for making me a child of God, your child Father. I thank you for my gift of salvation for I know I am undeserving of anything but you show me daily Father that through Christ Jesus I can have your blessings. I thank you for your testimonies, for I hold them close to my heart. Amen.
But let me reveal to you a wonderful secret, We will not all die, but we all will be transformed!
It will happen in a moment, in the blink of an eye, when the last trumpet is blown. For when the trumpet sounds, those who have died will be raised to live forever. And we who are living will also be transformed. For our dying bodies must be transformed into bodies that will never die; or our mortal bodies must be transformed into immortal bodies. Then when our dying bodies have been transformed into bodies that will never die, this Scripture will be full filled:
"Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?"
For sin is the sting that results in death, and the law gives sin its power. But thank God! He gives us victory over sin and death through our Lord Jesus Christ. So, my dear brothers and sisters, be strong and immovable. Always work enthusiastically for the Lord, for you know that nothing you do for the Lord is ever useless. (1 Corinthians 15:51-58)
THE CALLING
On December 19, 1999, a phenomenal thing happened to me after a series of events took place in my life. You see I always praised the Lord and prayed to him and believed in him but the trust was something I had trouble doing. In 1997, I had it deep and heavy on my heart to go to church on Easter Sunday. I did not go to church on a regular basis. I believe Jesus' Church has no walls but I had to go and pay respects to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, he was calling me. Then in 1998, I got evicted from my Town House I was renting in Southern, N.H. at the time. I was invited to live with a woman who owned her own home. She was breaking off a relationship she was in and needed a roommate. Her sons went to school with my sons and so I moved in with her to keep a roof over our heads.
THE INVITATION
While we stayed there I was looking for a cheaper apartment to live in. I spoke to a woman whom I had mis-interpreted her ad in the paper and as it turned out she was looking for a place to live as well. We got to talking and she invited me to a play called, "Angels " that was going to be put on at the Lowell Memorial Auditorium in Massachusetts. Later, I got fired from my job as a sales person in a local music store. I went home in tears, knowing that if I had told my roommate I lost my job she'd probably throw us out on the street. She needed the financial help desperately to keep her house. The Kids were not getting along. It was a constant battle. I was up in my room crying and the woman that invited me to the play, called me again. I had procrastinated and I said I would call her back but I never did. She then invited me over to her place for tea and she said she had something to share with me that God put on her heart. I decided to go and when I got there she was in the same kind of situation as I was, roommating with someone. She made me a cup of tea and she listened to me sob my story out to her and then she began to tell me that God told her That he said he loved me very much and that the only problem I had that he really wanted me to work on at this point in time was trusting him. She confirmed to me what I had been hearing in my heart but I did not believe it. He kept saying, Trust me. Trust me. She invited me again to the play called Angels and so I agreed to go and bring my sons too. I went back home and marked my calendar and then I realized it was the 19Th of December which was also my Dad's birthday so I called my Dad and arranged to visit him too after the play was finished.
THE FELLOWSHIP
The Day finally came and me and my sons met the woman at Burger King and we followed her down. She also had other people with her. We get there and the Auditorium in Lowell was packed with people. It was put on by the Boston Church of Christ and it was awesome. The kids loved it and it was all about when we pray our Angels become stronger and they fight off the Enemy's Helpers who tempt and torment us. They were using today's music to relay the message God wanted them to deliver. Everyone in the Auditorium broke bread and ate the body of Christ together and we drank juice in remembrance of the blood he shed for us on the cross. When the play was over I could not find the woman who had invited me but I did notice something. As I was going back to my car with the kids, all the license plates on other vehicles were being brought to my attention. The people who came to the play that day were from all over the country. I thought that was odd. It was a free event. I also expected to see a familiar face in the crowd because I was originally born and raised in Lowell, Mass. but I did not see one person I knew, and I did look around pretty hard to see if I knew anyone.
THE TRUMPETS SOUNDED
Then we headed over to my Dad's house. He lived right up the street from the Auditorium at the time. I go up to knock on the door and there was a note taped to the door. It read, "Anna, your brother Corey got hurt at work, we are at St. John's Hospital." Without hesitation I put the kids back in the car and ran right over to the hospital. I parked the car and as we begin to walk up to the Hospital doors, We are stopped in our tracks by this loud, painful, even paralyzing sound of Trumpets. These Trumpets were so loud, it hurt, none of us could move and I tried to look around and I saw nothing that could have created a sound of that magnitude. It was deafening. I remember trying to talk to my sons and they could not hear me speak. I remember looking off into the sunset and hearing a series of even bassier sounds off in a distance. It sounded as if I was standing right in front of it but you couldn't see anything. I remember walking toward the hospital doors now the Trumpets are still sounding only it doesn't hurt anymore. Now, usually when you walk into a hospital some one will acknowledge you are there or pass by and at least make eye contact or say hello but it appeared to us that no one was even noticing that we entered the building. We walked up to the main desk and there was a glass petition between us and the receptionist and I remember she was typing something and I asked her where could I find my Dad and my Brother? She just kept typing and acted as though she didn't hear me or see me. Now, we still hear the Trumpets and then I just go with the kids in a direction, I had no idea where I was going and I just knew where to go. I tell you, we were walking on a plane between heaven and earth. No, Heaven was on earth, no , I walked in heaven with my kids! How ever you choose to explain it, I believe we walked on a plane between heaven and earth that day and I did not listen with my ears that day, I was totally lead by my heart. By the voice of God alone. Every time I think of this event I re-live it! It was Awesome, Amazing, and Unbelievable but I totally believe!
Now, we come to a door with a skinny glass window in it and I just know before I open the door that my Dad and my brothers are there in this room. I go in and over to my right my brother in in a stretcher and he turns his head and points to the left side of the room and says something but I can't hear a word he's saying because the trumpets are still blaring in our ears. Don't ask me why but my Dad is over on the left side of the room and he's in a chair and his head is bowed down as if he's sleeping and both of his arms are on the arm rests of the chair. So me and my sons go up to my Dad and we stand over him one son on either side of me and we bow our heads as if we were praying but we were not saying anything. I felt as though we were receiving something from God the Father. I was so close to my Dad, I could have spit on the back of his head. I don't know how long we stood there like that, then the Trumpets stopped and all of a sudden our surroundings became alive. For I was not aware of anyone else in the room nor did anyone acknowledge us. I recall having to step backwards because when the Trumpets stopped my Dad stood right up in our faces. I can not tell you what he experienced for at that point in time I was still in shock and could not comprehend what had just taken place. Then I begin to hear all the thoughts of other people like a loud crowd talking and mingling together and when my Dad was talking to me I could hear him and I could hear other conversations as well and I could see traces of his spirit outside of his body like an outline of himself. I know this was a supernatural, heaven walking experience and I will never forget it.
HEADED BACK HOME
I can't tell you why but temporarily we did not remember or could not speak of what had just occurred. We find out my brother received some stitches cause he had cut himself at work with a box knife. Then we go back to his house and my goodness, I was so grateful I had went to visit my Dad because he was showing me pictures of surgery he had undergone due to the cancer they had found in his chest. He told me he didn't want me to worry and he didn't want me to know unless it was life threatening so I was just thanking the Lord that my Dad was okay and alive this day on his birthday. I almost felt like I shouldn't tell him about my situation but I did because he asked. He and my brothers decided to give us $200 to help us out till we could find a place. It was an early Christmas gift. To this day, my Dad does not recall this event. He doesn't even remember giving us the $200.
THE MESSAGE
I received a series of messages that day. As we traveled back home I argued with my self as I began to remember the event and the Lord reminded me. I remember telling myself is this real, did it really happen? Am I going nuts?
The boys had fallen a sleep so as soon as we got home I asked them if they remembered the Trumpets and my eldest son said yeah, he knows something happened but he didn't know what it was. I believe he was in disbelief as I was and if I hadn't asked him he may have forgotten. My youngest son, will tell you word for word in the same passion as I have just told you about this event. I believe that more people heard these Trumpets of the Lord too! The message that I received from God was this:
1. HONOR AND LOVE GOD THE FATHER WITH ALL OF YOUR HEART, MIND, SOUL, AND STRENGTH.
2. LOVE THY NEIGHBOR AS THYSELF.
3. PRAY FOR WISDOM AND KNOWLEDGE.
4. WE ARE LIVING IN THE HOUR OF OUR LORD AND PRACTICE SOBRIETY FOR WHEN HE COMES AND YOU ARE DRUNKEN AND WASTED YOU WILL BE LEFT BEHIND.
5. NOT TO WORRY ABOUT PERFECTION BUT TO PREPARE FOR THE LORD'S COMING.
6. ASK THE LORD WHAT IT IS THAT YOU SHOULD BE DOING TO HELP IN THE PREPARATION OF HIS COMING.
I was going to pass on delivering this message to you but once again the Lord said to my heart, "TRUST ME".
Therefore, I am sharing this with anyone who will read it. I have spoken to many people of different faiths and we are all in agreement that the coming of our Lord is near. The enemy knows his time is short and he will try to take as many with him as he can. We must prepare ourselves and STAND! Stand in the Truth and Righteousness of Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and Our Heavenly Father and we must walk in the Spirit and by the Power of his Holy Spirit.
I by no means claim to be even close to perfection, as a matter of fact when the Lord called me I was living in sin.
He has shaped and molded, healed and repaired, taught and is still teaching me. I pray that the Holy Spirit talks to you as you read this testimony. I pray that you take a look at where you are in your spiritual walk with Jesus. I ask you this, Are you Ready????
If you feel the Holy Spirit is leading you to give your heart to the Lord and that you want to begin that personal relationship with Christ Jesus now, Say this prayer now and ask him to come into your heart:
Lord Jesus, I believe your are the Son of God, and that you died and sacrificed your precious life to pay for my sins. I thank you Lord for forgiving me of my sins and I pray that the Holy Spirit show me each and every sin, even the ones I may have forgotten so that I may be cleansed and washed by the blood you shed for me.
Jesus, I believe that you rose from the dead, and I ask you to come live in me and make me God's own child. I ask that your will and the will of our Father in Heaven be known and done in my life. I pray for the baptism of the Holy Spirit and the willingness to obey you and carry out your will in my life. Thank you for loving me and making my heart your home. Amen.
I hope you will post your comments and or any testimonies that you may have to share about the Lord and what he's telling you. Lets watch and see what the Lord has done, is doing and is about to do with us. God Bless you.
In Christ,
Anna
Lord Jesus, I just want to thank you for choosing me to be grafted into your tree of life and imprinted on the pages of your book of life, I thank you for my gifts, calling, good health, healing, my children, their families, my church, and for forgiving me of my sins. In the name of Jesus Christ, Father thank you for this opportunity to be an instrument to reach out to others and for making me a child of God, your child Father. I thank you for my gift of salvation for I know I am undeserving of anything but you show me daily Father that through Christ Jesus I can have your blessings. I thank you for your testimonies, for I hold them close to my heart. Amen.
But let me reveal to you a wonderful secret, We will not all die, but we all will be transformed!
It will happen in a moment, in the blink of an eye, when the last trumpet is blown. For when the trumpet sounds, those who have died will be raised to live forever. And we who are living will also be transformed. For our dying bodies must be transformed into bodies that will never die; or our mortal bodies must be transformed into immortal bodies. Then when our dying bodies have been transformed into bodies that will never die, this Scripture will be full filled:
"Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?"
For sin is the sting that results in death, and the law gives sin its power. But thank God! He gives us victory over sin and death through our Lord Jesus Christ. So, my dear brothers and sisters, be strong and immovable. Always work enthusiastically for the Lord, for you know that nothing you do for the Lord is ever useless. (1 Corinthians 15:51-58)
THE CALLING
On December 19, 1999, a phenomenal thing happened to me after a series of events took place in my life. You see I always praised the Lord and prayed to him and believed in him but the trust was something I had trouble doing. In 1997, I had it deep and heavy on my heart to go to church on Easter Sunday. I did not go to church on a regular basis. I believe Jesus' Church has no walls but I had to go and pay respects to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, he was calling me. Then in 1998, I got evicted from my Town House I was renting in Southern, N.H. at the time. I was invited to live with a woman who owned her own home. She was breaking off a relationship she was in and needed a roommate. Her sons went to school with my sons and so I moved in with her to keep a roof over our heads.
THE INVITATION
While we stayed there I was looking for a cheaper apartment to live in. I spoke to a woman whom I had mis-interpreted her ad in the paper and as it turned out she was looking for a place to live as well. We got to talking and she invited me to a play called, "Angels " that was going to be put on at the Lowell Memorial Auditorium in Massachusetts. Later, I got fired from my job as a sales person in a local music store. I went home in tears, knowing that if I had told my roommate I lost my job she'd probably throw us out on the street. She needed the financial help desperately to keep her house. The Kids were not getting along. It was a constant battle. I was up in my room crying and the woman that invited me to the play, called me again. I had procrastinated and I said I would call her back but I never did. She then invited me over to her place for tea and she said she had something to share with me that God put on her heart. I decided to go and when I got there she was in the same kind of situation as I was, roommating with someone. She made me a cup of tea and she listened to me sob my story out to her and then she began to tell me that God told her That he said he loved me very much and that the only problem I had that he really wanted me to work on at this point in time was trusting him. She confirmed to me what I had been hearing in my heart but I did not believe it. He kept saying, Trust me. Trust me. She invited me again to the play called Angels and so I agreed to go and bring my sons too. I went back home and marked my calendar and then I realized it was the 19Th of December which was also my Dad's birthday so I called my Dad and arranged to visit him too after the play was finished.
THE FELLOWSHIP
The Day finally came and me and my sons met the woman at Burger King and we followed her down. She also had other people with her. We get there and the Auditorium in Lowell was packed with people. It was put on by the Boston Church of Christ and it was awesome. The kids loved it and it was all about when we pray our Angels become stronger and they fight off the Enemy's Helpers who tempt and torment us. They were using today's music to relay the message God wanted them to deliver. Everyone in the Auditorium broke bread and ate the body of Christ together and we drank juice in remembrance of the blood he shed for us on the cross. When the play was over I could not find the woman who had invited me but I did notice something. As I was going back to my car with the kids, all the license plates on other vehicles were being brought to my attention. The people who came to the play that day were from all over the country. I thought that was odd. It was a free event. I also expected to see a familiar face in the crowd because I was originally born and raised in Lowell, Mass. but I did not see one person I knew, and I did look around pretty hard to see if I knew anyone.
THE TRUMPETS SOUNDED
Then we headed over to my Dad's house. He lived right up the street from the Auditorium at the time. I go up to knock on the door and there was a note taped to the door. It read, "Anna, your brother Corey got hurt at work, we are at St. John's Hospital." Without hesitation I put the kids back in the car and ran right over to the hospital. I parked the car and as we begin to walk up to the Hospital doors, We are stopped in our tracks by this loud, painful, even paralyzing sound of Trumpets. These Trumpets were so loud, it hurt, none of us could move and I tried to look around and I saw nothing that could have created a sound of that magnitude. It was deafening. I remember trying to talk to my sons and they could not hear me speak. I remember looking off into the sunset and hearing a series of even bassier sounds off in a distance. It sounded as if I was standing right in front of it but you couldn't see anything. I remember walking toward the hospital doors now the Trumpets are still sounding only it doesn't hurt anymore. Now, usually when you walk into a hospital some one will acknowledge you are there or pass by and at least make eye contact or say hello but it appeared to us that no one was even noticing that we entered the building. We walked up to the main desk and there was a glass petition between us and the receptionist and I remember she was typing something and I asked her where could I find my Dad and my Brother? She just kept typing and acted as though she didn't hear me or see me. Now, we still hear the Trumpets and then I just go with the kids in a direction, I had no idea where I was going and I just knew where to go. I tell you, we were walking on a plane between heaven and earth. No, Heaven was on earth, no , I walked in heaven with my kids! How ever you choose to explain it, I believe we walked on a plane between heaven and earth that day and I did not listen with my ears that day, I was totally lead by my heart. By the voice of God alone. Every time I think of this event I re-live it! It was Awesome, Amazing, and Unbelievable but I totally believe!
Now, we come to a door with a skinny glass window in it and I just know before I open the door that my Dad and my brothers are there in this room. I go in and over to my right my brother in in a stretcher and he turns his head and points to the left side of the room and says something but I can't hear a word he's saying because the trumpets are still blaring in our ears. Don't ask me why but my Dad is over on the left side of the room and he's in a chair and his head is bowed down as if he's sleeping and both of his arms are on the arm rests of the chair. So me and my sons go up to my Dad and we stand over him one son on either side of me and we bow our heads as if we were praying but we were not saying anything. I felt as though we were receiving something from God the Father. I was so close to my Dad, I could have spit on the back of his head. I don't know how long we stood there like that, then the Trumpets stopped and all of a sudden our surroundings became alive. For I was not aware of anyone else in the room nor did anyone acknowledge us. I recall having to step backwards because when the Trumpets stopped my Dad stood right up in our faces. I can not tell you what he experienced for at that point in time I was still in shock and could not comprehend what had just taken place. Then I begin to hear all the thoughts of other people like a loud crowd talking and mingling together and when my Dad was talking to me I could hear him and I could hear other conversations as well and I could see traces of his spirit outside of his body like an outline of himself. I know this was a supernatural, heaven walking experience and I will never forget it.
HEADED BACK HOME
I can't tell you why but temporarily we did not remember or could not speak of what had just occurred. We find out my brother received some stitches cause he had cut himself at work with a box knife. Then we go back to his house and my goodness, I was so grateful I had went to visit my Dad because he was showing me pictures of surgery he had undergone due to the cancer they had found in his chest. He told me he didn't want me to worry and he didn't want me to know unless it was life threatening so I was just thanking the Lord that my Dad was okay and alive this day on his birthday. I almost felt like I shouldn't tell him about my situation but I did because he asked. He and my brothers decided to give us $200 to help us out till we could find a place. It was an early Christmas gift. To this day, my Dad does not recall this event. He doesn't even remember giving us the $200.
THE MESSAGE
I received a series of messages that day. As we traveled back home I argued with my self as I began to remember the event and the Lord reminded me. I remember telling myself is this real, did it really happen? Am I going nuts?
The boys had fallen a sleep so as soon as we got home I asked them if they remembered the Trumpets and my eldest son said yeah, he knows something happened but he didn't know what it was. I believe he was in disbelief as I was and if I hadn't asked him he may have forgotten. My youngest son, will tell you word for word in the same passion as I have just told you about this event. I believe that more people heard these Trumpets of the Lord too! The message that I received from God was this:
1. HONOR AND LOVE GOD THE FATHER WITH ALL OF YOUR HEART, MIND, SOUL, AND STRENGTH.
2. LOVE THY NEIGHBOR AS THYSELF.
3. PRAY FOR WISDOM AND KNOWLEDGE.
4. WE ARE LIVING IN THE HOUR OF OUR LORD AND PRACTICE SOBRIETY FOR WHEN HE COMES AND YOU ARE DRUNKEN AND WASTED YOU WILL BE LEFT BEHIND.
5. NOT TO WORRY ABOUT PERFECTION BUT TO PREPARE FOR THE LORD'S COMING.
6. ASK THE LORD WHAT IT IS THAT YOU SHOULD BE DOING TO HELP IN THE PREPARATION OF HIS COMING.
I was going to pass on delivering this message to you but once again the Lord said to my heart, "TRUST ME".
Therefore, I am sharing this with anyone who will read it. I have spoken to many people of different faiths and we are all in agreement that the coming of our Lord is near. The enemy knows his time is short and he will try to take as many with him as he can. We must prepare ourselves and STAND! Stand in the Truth and Righteousness of Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and Our Heavenly Father and we must walk in the Spirit and by the Power of his Holy Spirit.
I by no means claim to be even close to perfection, as a matter of fact when the Lord called me I was living in sin.
He has shaped and molded, healed and repaired, taught and is still teaching me. I pray that the Holy Spirit talks to you as you read this testimony. I pray that you take a look at where you are in your spiritual walk with Jesus. I ask you this, Are you Ready????
If you feel the Holy Spirit is leading you to give your heart to the Lord and that you want to begin that personal relationship with Christ Jesus now, Say this prayer now and ask him to come into your heart:
Lord Jesus, I believe your are the Son of God, and that you died and sacrificed your precious life to pay for my sins. I thank you Lord for forgiving me of my sins and I pray that the Holy Spirit show me each and every sin, even the ones I may have forgotten so that I may be cleansed and washed by the blood you shed for me.
Jesus, I believe that you rose from the dead, and I ask you to come live in me and make me God's own child. I ask that your will and the will of our Father in Heaven be known and done in my life. I pray for the baptism of the Holy Spirit and the willingness to obey you and carry out your will in my life. Thank you for loving me and making my heart your home. Amen.
I hope you will post your comments and or any testimonies that you may have to share about the Lord and what he's telling you. Lets watch and see what the Lord has done, is doing and is about to do with us. God Bless you.
In Christ,
Anna
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