VISION OF FIRESTORM OVER AMERICA- IT IS MORE WONDERFUL THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE!
by Jenni Meckna-Davis
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by Jenni Meckna-Davis
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At about four o'clock this morning I was given the most amazing vision. I was taken up into the sky, into space, and could see a huge oval shaped line drawn over the United States. It was filled with flames. Then this oval shaped fire was pulled out into space and wound up like a storm, or a fast ball and thrown at the United States. Instantly, I saw me and my family having a regular summer day in the backyard. Kids running everywhere, each of us was busy doing something. Everyone became aware of this "firestorm" coming and scattered like chickens running to take cover. There were giant balls of what looked like molten lava mixed with fire coming down in all directions. I knew this was it, no one could survive this! What everyone did surprised me though- we all had no time, or thought to cover anyone else. Normally, a mother-especially one like me-would have dove on top of her kids. I didn't. I was looking for a place to tuck my head under. I knew if my head got hit, I was done.
Everything seemed too low to get my head under, I remember trying to shove it under something low like a bed. We were all laid out all over the grass and the fire balls hit us all over the body- arms, legs, torso, and finally a large one right on my neck as I didn't manage to cover my head completely. I knew that was the end of me and my family so I waited for the fire to burn, it clearly would destroy us all. At first I thought the heat must be so hot that it put me in shock and I couldn't feel it, but pain never came. Instead what came was a warm, comforting, healing burn and we all laid where we were and enjoyed it-spread out all over the yard looking like victims of a disaster. Instead, it was a welcome burn, especially on my neck. No one moved, we all just laid there.
What I believe I witnessed was part of the Holy Spirit outpouring, a baptism of fire. Jesus said he came to set the world on fire, and he wished it was already burning. The burning is coming, and it will hit us no matter how hard we try and dodge it.
I believe it is connected to a vision my five year old son had not long ago.
About a month ago my five year old son climbed into bed with me about 10:30pm. He said he had a vision. I was shocked he even knew what a vision was and he went on to say it was like watching a movie with his eyes open. Apparently God gave him the correct words as well.
I was surprised, and very calmly asked him what this "vision" was. What he told me completely excited me to pure joy and I know it could only come from God!
He said there was a town of people. And there were evil people there. He said they had "evil heads". He said he even saw some of them with fangs (he saw them in the spirit). He said then all of sudden there came silver boxes down from the sky-and in these boxes were "nice heads". These nice heads hit the evil people on the head and knocked off the evil head and when it hit the ground it exploded and disappeared. Then the people had nice heads instead. He went on to say that once the people had nice heads then bigger silver boxes came down from the sky and hit them. Then they had nice clothes and nice heads. He made it clear they couldn't be hit with the nice clothes until they were hit with the nice head first.
Then Luke went on to say that there were animals that had red eyes. And they didn't want red eyes anymore. So the animals asked God to help them and God gave them blue eyes. And then the animals and the people said, "Thank you God, and thank you Jesus!" Then the clouds became really white and the sun really shiny and there were no evil people left!
The next day I excitedly told a few people about the vision Luke had. He listened to me while I talked and said, "Excuse me mommy, I said they turned BACK to nice." He was very clear that the evil people turned BACK to nice.
I knew the new heads were the mind of Christ we are to receive upon receiving him as our savior, and then we would be clothed with God's righteousness only after our belief. But below is a response to the vision my son had from Mitt Jeffords and it further defines the vision.
I walked into a church once that I had never attended, and as soon as I sat down the Lord spoke to me and spoke this me, "Foxes have holes and birds have nest, but the Son of God has no where to lay his head. Who will allow themselves to be beheaded so that I may rest my head upon them? Who will ask and allow for the thoughts of my mind to become the thoughts in their mind; thoughts that think that it is not robbery to be equal with God as long as you allow for Christ to lay his head upon you".
Later on, while I was thinking about that which the Lord had spoken to me, the Spirit quickened to me to think about all of the different functions that are in the head. The Mind: "Lord, fill me with you wisdom, your knowledge, and your understanding so that I may you". The Eyes: "Lord, open my eyes so that may see that which is right in your sight". The Ears: "Lord, open my ears so that I may hear your words and understand the truth of them". The Mouth: "Let the words that you speak be the words that I speak". Well, I reckon in my excitement that I just interpreted your sons dream for you.
So I will leave this asking you this, "Will you let (allow; permit) this mind be in you which was also in Christ Jesus, who thought it not robbery to be equal with God?" The only thing that can make us equal with God is to have all these things in us which are "of God, through Jesus Christ".
You know I have asked God constantly to give me the mind of Christ, to think like him, and react like he would. My biggest prayer this last year and a half was to learn to love like him. As hard as I try, I know I fall painfully short of it. All of us do. None of us are even capable of having a pure, Godly, passionate, unconditional love towards anyone- not if we are truthful. We are conditional creatures with hidden judgments in our minds, even when we reject them. Since Luke had that dream I have been walking around asking God to please don't miss me with that "nice head" box. As good as I try to be, as much as I pray for the mind of Christ, as passionately as I love all my children, I am aware I fall short. Who could know what the pure love of Christ feels like all the time?
After reading Mitt's response I said "Yes" to God. Yes! I want to be beheaded for you! Yes, I want to think, talk, hear and see like you- and please Lord, don't forget to teach me how to love like you. But as I saw my wonderful, loving family ducting and diving all over the yard in my vision early this morning- something became perfectly clear. Despite all my wholehearted praying for all God could spiritually give me, the flesh wanted to preserve my head. The flesh is my enemy. Thank God my big, fleshly head couldn't be hidden from him. He smacked me square on the neck with a big fat piece of molten, fiery lava- and I am assuming- made a clean cut!
Amen!!!!!!!!!!!! Bring on the firestorm!!!!!!!!!!!!!
In God's Peace~
Jenni Davis
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