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| Roberts Liardon |
Here is the seventh reissue of this book. When the Lord first entrusted me with the task of writing this book on heaven, He told me to use it as a tool of evangelization and to disseminate it as widely and as quickly as possible. Over the past four years, over 75,000 copies have been printed in multiple languages. They have been spread in several nations of the world. This little book has literally changed lives.
Many were able to enter the Kingdom of God because they read this book and passed it on to others. Many received the healing, or other miracles that they needed. Importantly, as they read this book, people began to experience for themselves what it means to walk in the realm of the Spirit. Since reading this book, the realm of the Spirit has become more real for many people than ever before. The experience of my life is not limited to my trip to heaven, although this is a very important event in my life that took place in a completely supernatural way. It happened by a sovereign decision of God. I didn't do anything to make it happen.
I didn't deserve it by virtue of my "super spirituality" or for some other reason. When this trip to heaven took place, I was only 8 years old. I repeat: this experience was sovereignly decided by God. There is only one reason I wrote this book. I told this story because God asked me to. For several years I did have whispered a word to no one about my visit to heaven. I was almost afraid to reveal to anyone that Jesus had taken me to heaven, because at the time, I had no idea why he had given me this experience.
Now I know. The purpose for which He wants this story to be known is to encourage and exhort others to walk close to God and thus be able to experience the realm of the Spirit in turn. He didn't tell me to preach this story or teach it. He only said to me: "tell me about it". So I just tell it; He does the rest. It is not for me to convince you of the truth of this story. I just encourage you to read it and receive what the Spirit brings to you through it.
God wants His people to walk continually in the realm of the Spirit. Your natural thinking resists the things of the Spirit because it wants everything explained to it. But your thinking will not be able to explain everything you will experience in the realm of the Spirit. Thought is thus made: it is its nature. This is why the Bible says in Romans 12: 2: "Do not conform to the present world, but be transformed by the renewal of the mind, so that you may discern what the will of God is: what is good. , pleasant and perfect ”. As you renew it, your mind will align with the Spirit of God and with your own spirit.
You will then be able to walk in the realm of the Spirit, without your intelligence pulling you back, to his natural ways of thinking and acting. A life or ministry built on carnal methods will never experience the best from God. Now, God wants each of us to experience His fullness in the realm of the Spirit.
The main reason that prevents people from experiencing the divine realm of the Spirit in its fullness is that they act carnally. But, as you walk close to God, you live and serve Him in His fullness. This is what will make your Christian life and your ministry successful. Many times all people want from me is to tell them about my heavenly journey. Some even, when they invite me to preach, specifically ask me to speak about it. What they really want are "sensational stories" without more. It is REGRETTABLE. God, to be sure, is far from being limited to sensationalist stories.
If your life or ministry is based on experience, you will never get there. You will be what I call a believer or a "rocket" preacher. “Rocket” people soar to their zenith of fame and popularity dizzyingly, make a lot of noise, explode and then disappear into the atmosphere forever. They appear and disappear just as suddenly and you never hear from them again. So much the better. Your life must be built on the sure foundation of the Word of God. Before I even went to Heaven, my life was built on the solid foundation of the Word of God.
The Kingdom of God is REALITY
GOD IS ALIVE. IT IS REAL. You can walk with Him and talk to Him in the realm of the Spirit. You can experience God in all of His fullness. Be hungry and thirsty and you will live it. God bless you. At his service Roberts LIARDON I grow with God I grew up knowing God intimately. God was part of our daily family life. I don't remember a single moment when I was without God. He was everything to me, but above all He was my Father. As a child, I always wanted to have a father. My parents divorced when I was very young.
I never blamed them for having divorced. I knew there were issues and they weren't happy together. It was hard to see my daddy leave us but I knew we had God and that It would get us out of tough times. We didn't complain, we didn't cry, we didn't moan, saying, “Oh! God, why us? How could You allow this to happen to us? ". We didn't whisper or grumble, we didn't lay down on the ground, waiting for death! It was as if we had only heaved a deep sigh once and then moved on, knowing that God was with us. Having had no natural father for many years, my dependence on God as my Father grew stronger and stronger. Believe me, we had to depend on God in all things. We had nothing when Papa left.
In those days, everything was in the name of the husband. When daddy went away our electricity and our gas did the same! Everything was cut off, and we were forced to find another place to live. A spirit of poverty was truly attached to my family. We were poor, poor, poor. It was just if we could do it. I remember going to school wearing a very light jacket in the dead of winter. We just didn't have enough money to buy a warm winter coat. It was a big celebration for us to go out to eat.
We were going to Mac Donalds, of course. We couldn't afford to go anywhere else. They once got our order wrong so they brought us another whole menu for free! We rejoiced and thanked God that we did not have to pay. Everyone was looking at us like we were crazy, but it was a great miracle for us at the time. We knew God provided for our needs and would not let us starve.
He didn't, by the way. God has always provided. However poor we were materially, we were no less rich spiritually. We prayed and God provided. One of my first answered prayers that I remember was when my mother found work. My grandmother had received in a vision that Mom was finding a job in Bixby, Oklahoma. We prayed about it and claimed this employment by faith. Certainly, Mum obtained the place of science teacher at the local high school. Another answered prayer from this time was about a house. My sister Sissy and I were praying for our own little house.
We were like most children. We wanted a garden to play in, a nice neighborhood and a place to ride a bicycle. We prayed specifically for these things. One day (I was about 7 years old) we drove to see a house in Tulsa. We prayed that she would be ours. In the natural, it was impossible. But before we realized it, we were in the process of moving into this house! It was again a prayer answered by our God Who answers prayer.
Prayer fights
I saw a lot of answered prayers when I was a little boy. It was not something unusual for me. It was normal to pray and to see God answer the prayers. Never did a thought come to me that He wouldn't do it. I just expected Him to hear them. I began to have my own prayer fights at a very early age. I was very little when Grandma gave me a basic education in the things of God. Mom was working, so Grandma took care of us during the day. The training she gave me produced in me a disciplined prayer life.
When Grandma left for about two years, then I began to carry my own burden with God. I could no longer hold on to the cords of grandmother's spiritual apron. VS' It was then that I really began to fight my own battles in prayer. One of those battles was to have a father. We had not had a father for several years and, in those days, coming from a home with divorced parents was a real blemish. Today, we seem to accept this kind of case much better, but at the time divorced people were not very well received.
Not more than their children, unfortunately. As a result, I had few friends growing up. God was my friend. We loved family gatherings because everyone accepted and loved us, even though we were a broken home. We had God and our family, and whatever the rest of the world thought of us, we knew we would get there. Praying and going to church brought us forward in strength.
We prayed together all the time and we were at church whenever the doors were open. My mother began to attend a Sunday school teacher at our church. Sissy and I liked him and were very happy to see Mum start dating him. We redoubled our fervor in our prayers for a father. I will never forget the moment I found out they were getting married. We were eating pizza in a neighborhood restaurant. We had just finished eating and Fred leaned over the table and asked, "What would you think if I married your mother?" ". Very calmly, I replied: "I would like it". I kept a calm, quiet, undisturbed outside although inside, I jumped for joy and trembled.
I knew it was God and I exulted: It was a great day when I accompanied Mom down the central aisle of the church and led her to Fred. Once again, I saw God answering our prayers in a wonderful way.
It was funny growing up with a God who answered prayers like that. Every week, every Friday night, we had a prayer meeting at our house. My mother and a few of her friends came with all of their children. Then, all together, mothers and children, we prayed, prayed, prayed. We were really looking forward to these Friday night prayer meetings. It was the highlight of the week. We never did monotonous and sleepy prayers either.
When we prayed, we thundered like cannons! One night, the man behind our house called the police and complained about us. He was always looking for ways to bother and intimidate us. He figured, I guess, this one was going to stop us at last. He was wrong! Our prayer was storming when the police knocked on our door.
"What are you doing in there?" They asked. “We just pray,” she replied firmly. They turned around and we resumed our prayer as if nothing abnormal had happened. No one had cried out, “Oh no, it's the police! We had better stop praying ”. In fact, to the best of my recollection, we didn't stop praying for a moment even when the police stood on our doorstep.
For us, the whole world could jump, and we would have continued to pray anyway. We thought prayer was serious. These meetings always lasted between one and three hours. Usually it was more like three o'clock. No one was in a hurry to get home. We loved to stay in the presence of God, to fight in prayer.
When we finished praying, the night the police knocked on our door, we had a good laugh. Yes, we took God seriously in my family. I was more serious about God when I was 5 years old than most people are when I was 50. I grew up loving God and the church. We went to church because we wanted to go, not because we were forcibly dragged there.
I've noticed that most of the kids today reluctantly go to church. I pity the children of today who are forced to go to church. They live in a war atmosphere all week at home. When Sunday arrives, everyone puts on their best clothes, puts a smile on their face, then everyone goes to church arguing with each other all the way. Many times these are the children who grow up hating the church and refusing to go because the church is only made for hypocrites. Can we condemn them? Fortunately, our family was not like that. We loved the church. It was a joy for us to go there.
The Christian character was something that was experienced with us every day of the week, from morning to night. Going to church was only a natural extension. I'm not saying we were perfect, please don't misunderstand what I'm saying. But we loved God and everything to do with Him. I was far from perfect when I was a little boy. There were times when I needed to be corrected. But whenever it happened, it always happened in love.
Usually this was when I wasn't praying or reading my Bible the way I should. Prayer and Bible reading were daily duties in our home. You could not fail in these duties, otherwise ... Sometimes, however, the stubbornness grabbed me and I rebelled saying, “I don't feel the urge to pray now. I don't want to read my Bible now ”. So I received a good beating that I perfectly deserved from the rest. Correction will keep the child's madness away, the Bible teaches us (Proverbs 22:15). It's stupid not to want to read your Bible every day. From the Bible you will get wisdom and knowledge from God (Psalm 119).
Today I am thankful for the discipline in which I was brought up in God. I might not always have liked her back when I was growing up, but now I know it was for my own good. I was brought up in discipline in prayer, discipline in the daily study of the Word of God. In fact, it was while I was sitting down for my daily Bible reading that I was taken to heaven.
I walk the streets of Heaven
"We must boast ... This is not good. However, I will come to visions and revelations from the Lord. I know a man in Christ who was, fourteen years ago, delighted to the third heaven (if it was in his body I do not know, if it was outside his body I do not know, God knows). And I know that this man (whether it was in his body or without his body, I don't know, God knows) was taken up into paradise, and he heard wonderful words that it is not permitted to one. man to express ”(2 Corinthians 12: 1-4).
When I was 8 years old, I entered my room one day to read four chapters of the Gospel of John. I always read four chapters of the Bible a day so that I could read the entire Bible over a year. I had been taught to include this in my daily routine. I wasn't super spiritual or praying with great intensity, or anything like that. I simply walked into my room and sat on a corner of my bed, ready to read. Suddenly, a supernatural force of attraction enveloped me. I felt lifted up.
My next finding was that I was out of my room. I thought, “This is it. It's the Rapture. It finally happened ”. I was all excited and started to look around. I looked to my right and then to my left. I noticed that there was no one else around me. I thought, "No, that can't be the Rapture." If that was it, there would be someone else here ”. I had no idea where I was going but I was traveling at a tremendous speed.
I escaped out of the earth's atmosphere (this is what Paul calls the first heaven). As I moved around I began to hear a distant ticking sound in my ear. This ticking was getting louder and louder. Within seconds, it exploded in my ears like a bomb that exploded. The moment this explosion sound occurred, I crossed what I call the "line of confidence" and entered the it exploded in my ears like an exploding bomb. The moment this explosion sound occurred, I crossed what I call the "line of confidence" and entered the it exploded in my ears like an exploding bomb.
The moment this explosion sound occurred, I crossed what I call the 'line of confidence' and entered theworld of the Spirit : The reason I call it a "line of trust" is: because, as soon as I have crossed it, all the doubt, the concern and: the fear of the world, everything which is not of God, it all got loose from me and stayed on the other side of that line and I left it behind. Then I continued in a perfect state of well-being, happiness and faith. We must learn to live on the other side of this “line of trust” with God. It would make life so much more fun and enjoyable.
Shortly after crossing this line, I "landed". The biggest door I have ever seen in my life was staring right in my face. It was very wide and very tall. The door was made of only one pearl. It did not have a single cut or a single defect. She had such a glow that she almost hurt her eyes. The edges of the door had a carved pattern, but the rest was just a dazzling, resplendent whiteness.
I shook myself, wondering if I wasn't dreaming. I tried to recognize with my means where I could be. You see, your soul is with you in the world of the Spirit. This is why it is so important that you renew your thinking so that you are able to be in the flow when you're in the realm of Spirit.
I was standing in front of the door, wondering what was going on. Remember, I was just a little boy when this all happened. I saw things through the natural eyes of any 8 year old boy. My vision was made of total wonder and childlike faith. I had no idea what was going on. I don't know what concerns you, but my Sunday school teacher never taught that you can go to heaven and come back. I didn't know you could get a round trip ticket.
I had always believed that you made the trip only one way, and that at the end of your life. If the apostle Paul had been my teacher at the Sunday school, I would have been better informed! He knew a man who went there and came back! Paul was not the only person to go there and back, the apostle John also did so in the book of Revelation.
I touched the door and finally came to the conclusion that I was "there" (wherever "there" might be), and that I wasn't dreaming. Suddenly my ears caught these words: "This is one of the doors." A clarity began to come into my being, and as I looked into that clarity, I saw Jesus standing in her midst. He was there, in all His glory! It's one thing to see Jesus, but it's quite another to see Jesus in His glory and honor. It was impressive.
This is how I saw him: He was between 1.80 m and 2.10 m. Her hair appeared to be chestnut blonde. Perhaps they were darker, but the glory shone all over His person so much that it was difficult to say exactly. He is a man of great strength. He has muscles and looks like a very strong man. When you look at him, you know he has power. He's a perfect man. He is perfect in everything. His appearance, the way He speaks, His walk, everything is perfect. Divinity emanates from Him.
That's how I remember Him. I looked at Jesus, and that glory that surrounded him enveloped me and pushed me to the ground. My knees wobbled. Torrents of water rose in me and came out in the form of tears. I couldn't have held them back even if I wanted to. Tears started to stream down my face and I fell to my knees crying. The glory of God will make you cry in His presence.
Jesus bent down and touched me, and helped me up. The glory held me up just long enough that I had the strength to stand. Jesus said, "Now, Roberts, stop crying. I want to give you a visit from heaven today because I love you very much ”. When Jesus told me that He loved me, those tears started to flow even more. He said: "No need to cry, but a face full of joy, that's what would make me happy." Then He laughed and I joined Him.
He stretched out his hand and wiped away my tears with his finger. I stood there for a while, gazing at everything, looking more closely at the universe around me. The beauty of the place amazed me. We don't have the right words here on earth to describe such beauty. Then we began to walk towards the door. When we got near her, she rose up into the air by herself. He hadn't pressed a button or used a key to open it.
Streets of gold
When we walked through the door, the first thing I noticed in heaven were the golden streets and their golden sidewalks. The sidewalks were lined with beautiful flowers in all the colors of the rainbow. The perfection of all this beauty gave me a shock. All of a sudden, I realized I was in the golden streets of heaven! I looked at the ground and ran like mad towards the grass. I don't know why, but I found it inappropriate to walk these golden streets. Jesus Turned to tell me something but I was gone.
Despite this similarity to the earth, some things are very different from the earth's atmosphere. That's wonderful. The air, when you breathe it in, seems to come straight into you and pass through your being. The air is thick and powerful. He is charged with energy by the Life of God. This life is perpetually present and flows continuously like a gentle breeze. It is difficult to explain exactly what nature is the air in the sky.
If we walk in the realm of the Spirit, we can live as our family in heaven. We can walk full of faith, peace, love and joy like them every day. But it is not necessary for us to go to heaven to live this way. We can also walk and talk with Jesus here on earth. Jesus is a Person who wants to walk with us and talk to us. He wants to do it. He is our Friend. He is not a God lost in the far beyond, as some think.
We don't know what it's like to live in a world without an opposing force. As long as we are on earth, there will be opposition. But if you walk and get into the realm of Spirit, the opposition won't bother you that much. If you step into the realm of Spirit, you can live in a world of freedom.
There are still many books that need to be written. They're out there in the Spirit world, waiting for somebody to bring them down to earth. By the Spirit, you can take these books, bring them to earth, and write them down. Some people have been commissioned by God to write certain books and they don't want to do it. Some are too lazy to write them down. Others feel incapable, think they don't know how to go about writing a book, or don't have the anointing to write. As you grow and mature, God will give you an anointing to write on if He has given you this task.
A heavenly home
Jesus said to me: “Come. I want to show you a number of things ”. We walked down these magnificent golden streets and, turning right, came out into another street. We went up it and there, in front of us, stood an enormous house dominating the trees. It was a heavenly home. We went up a dirt road. I wanted to lift the dust with my feet just like any kid would, expecting the dust to fly. But she didn't move. Not a speck of dust rose from the path.
She stayed on the floor like she was glued to it (It always makes women happy to learn that they won't have to fight with the dust in the sky. You won't need your dusting rags there- high !). Jesus and I walked home. All the while, He kept talking to me. When we got to the door, He stopped talking to me, turned and knocked on the door. There I was really surprised. I figured, I guess, he was just going to go through the wall or something like that. But the people of heaven are polite and have manners.
They are not weird or rude. They don't walk into someone's house uninvited, floating in the air and going through walls. Nobody floats here and there in the sky, anyway. Jesus knocked on the door of that big house and we stood there waiting. No one came to open it, so He knocked again. Finally, a man opened the door, poked his head outside and said, “Oh hello! How are you, Jesus? What about you, Roberts? ". Jesus answered: " I'm fine ".
I stood there, stunned. There were many things in heaven that surprised me and made my religious ideas explode. I was about to run away when this man mentioned my name. I couldn't understand how he could know who I was. I thought that no one except Jesus knew my name. I later found out that everyone I met in heaven knew my name. They will know yours too! I looked at this man and said, "Well, I'm fine." He gestured and said, "Come in". We entered his house. The floor was carpeted, and as we walked on it, it was as if that carpet was alive.
I felt it circulate around my feet and then go up all the way up my legs. VS' was such a strange feeling, but I loved it. We entered a room that looked like a study. We sat down on a small sofa. It was entirely different from any sofa I have sat on earth. Seats on land are sometimes very uncomfortable. You sit down and move your body all the time to try and find a comfortable position. It's not like that in heaven at all.
sit down and move your body constantly to try to find a comfortable position. It's not like that in heaven at all. sit down and move your body constantly to try to find a comfortable position. It's not like that in heaven at all.
In heaven, comfort finds you. He comes towards you and embraces you. As I sat down on what looked like a black velvet sofa, comfort touched me and enveloped me. He looked like he was alive. I felt so comfortable. Not once did I have to move to find a comfortable position. I could have sat there, on that couch all day, in total comfort, without moving a single time. There were other people in the room and we began to talk about the things of the Spirit.
We talked about Adam and how he stopped God's action through sin. We talked about what prompted God to choose men like Moses, Enoch, Joseph, and others to be used by God at particular times when His Spirit worked. People asked questions in a simple way, like in a normal conversation. We talked about the parallel life of heaven and earth. Everything happens in the realm of the Spirit before it comes true in the natural world. (The intercessors know what I'm talking about.
You have to bring something into the realm of Spirit first and continue to believe for its realization in the natural world. It is faith that brings it into the natural.) While we were talking, we were served a large fruit. It looked like a big apple, but it wasn't. It was delicious, probably the most delicious thing I have ever tasted. Yes, there will be food in heaven, and it will begin with the Wedding Supper of the Lamb !! After we are done eating and talking, we took our leave and left. We left the house. She was huge. It looked exactly like an earthly house, except that it was completely perfect. Curtains hung from the windows, just like you would see on earth. There was furniture in the house.
Pictures were hung on the walls and there were plants here and there. The house was filled with several luxuries, and I could not identify some items. There were several different rooms in this house, such as a dining room, a kitchen, a study and a living room. just like you would see on earth. There was furniture in the house. Pictures were hung on the walls and there were plants here and there.
The house was filled with several luxuries, and I could not identify some items. There were several different rooms in this house, such as a dining room, a kitchen, a study and a living room. just like you would see on earth. There was furniture in the house. Pictures were hung on the walls and there were plants here and there. The house was filled with several luxuries, and I could not identify some items. There were several different rooms in this house, such as a dining room, a kitchen, a study and a living room.
Animals in the sky
As I walked a few small hills, I noticed other things relating to the sky. There are animals in the sky. There are all kinds of animals, all species from A to Z. Although animals do not have a human spirit, they are still part of the work of the hand of God. God doesn't give animals more importance than humans, to be sure, but they seem to be important to the Kingdom.
Jesus and i become friends
Jesus and I became best of friends as we walked across the sky together. We were very comfortable with each other. We were walking while talking freely about different things. We were talking about things that have happened through time and things yet to come. Every now and then we would stop and he would show me things from heaven. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw next.
The worship of praise in heaven A huge building appeared. It looked like some huge convention centers you see on earth. Thousands and thousands of saints entered inside this building. You would have thought, from the way everyone greeted each other, that this was a huge family reunion. Love flowed among these people. They hugged and kissed.
People started to grab me by the hand and kiss me, saying, “We're glad you're here, Roberts. We hope you will enjoy your stay ”. Not only did everyone know my name, they also knew that I was only visiting and that I was not going to stay permanently. It was strange. One word describes this worship of praise ... LOVE. Each was possessed of a spirit of love. They loved everyone, and they loved everything.
They didn't care what you looked like or where you came from, they just loved, with unconditional love and no strings. Everyone was treated the same, with love. Everything they did and said was dictated by a motive of pure love. As soon as I sat in the second row, a holy silence ran through the whole room. As I turned my head, I saw between five and six hundred singers coming to the platform from the right side. We could have heard a pin drop past. Everyone was silent.
No one apparently led these cantors, but all got in order. The cantors wore a very conventional choir-style outfit as seen in some sophisticated churches on earth. They wore beautiful dresses that rustled as they walked. Every hair on their head was perfectly in place. Everything was in perfect order. They all came up to the platform in a solemn procession.
Then they smiled and began to praise God. All solemnity disappeared; they lost all resemblance to any organized choir I had seen in my life. Their hands went up; their voices were raised in praise; and their feet began to dance. It was a hundred times better than any worship service I have ever participated in on earth. They became "wild" in praise of their God.
The audience praised with similar abandon. They were not ashamed to praise God with all their might. No one looked around to see what others were doing. No one remained seated, either. Everyone was standing and moving. Some had their hands up, some didn't. Some were dancing, some were not. We were free to express ourselves as we wished. Nobody cared. No one was looking at you. Everyone had their full attention focused on praising God. Each person praised with their whole being.
No one was wandering around here and there, impatiently waiting for the praise to hurry to end, as it often happens on earth. The people in heaven enjoy supernatural strength. You will never be tired in heaven. Hallelujah! Well, I wasn't dumb! I immediately returned to praise God, too. When I looked at Jesus, He was there, standing, smiling from ear to ear, fully appreciating. It was so funny. The praise and worship kept increasing in intensity and power. Everyone gave himself completely, 100% to God. They all took great pleasure in it. You could tell they liked it and, probably, they were eager to return to the next service. Praising God will be part of our job when we are in heaven, so we better start NOW. We praised and worshiped God for a long time.
I don't know how long it lasted, because time passed so quickly. But suddenly the praise began to subside and everyone again became very quiet as at the start of the meeting. Then the choir lined up from the platform and everyone started to leave the building. The worship service was over. Jesus weeps Jesus and I left the worship service, and He said to me, "We have other things to see now." I couldn't wait to see what else there was to see. I was so happy and so excited. I looked up to Jesus with a big smile on my face. Only, He didn't smile back at me. He was crying. Tears of intercession flowed from Him.
I know the Bible says there will be no more tears in heaven. These were not tears of sadness or human emotion. They were tears of intercession. Jesus said to me, “Roberts, I love My people so much. Why don't people believe Me? I love them so much that I would even go back to earth to preach My Three Years again, die and go to hell all over again if only I thought that one more person would want to go to heaven because of it.
I wouldn't even care whether they would get there; if I only thought they would want to come, then I would do it all over again, even for the worst of sinners. I love my People so much. Why don't they want to believe My Word? Don't they know that I have all the power in heaven and on earth to back up what I say? It’s so easy. I made it so easy for people. If they just took Me at My Word, I would. I don't know why people say they believe that I will do something for them, but when it doesn't happen when they have decided, they start to doubt My Word.
If they only want to confidently believe that I will do it, then I will do it at the right time ”. Jesus wept over our unbelief. He intercedes for the unbelief of the people. I too cried because of the disbelief in my own city. I was only 8, but I already knew what disbelief was, and how much she was hurting Jesus. I immediately made a commitment with Jesus to never doubt His Word and to let God be God. Now, whenever I'm about to think or say something in doubt or disbelief, I remember the tears of intercession that rolled down Jesus' face. I don't want my unbelief to hurt him deeply anymore.
The River of Life
Then Jesus and I visited the River of Life. I stood on the edge of the river and looked into the water. It seemed that the river had no bottom at all. It was only crystal clear water, as far as one could see. Jesus entered the water. I expected to see Him sink right away, since the river apparently had no bottom. But He didn't sink. He walked in the water up to his knees and stood there, standing in the middle of the river.
The Throne Room
The Throne Room of God was the next stop on our visit to heaven. Lightning flashed from behind the building and I heard voices and thunder coming from inside. The Throne Room is the largest building in the sky. According to some figures, it is about 28 km long. I don't know the exact size, but it is HUGE. Everything is great in heaven, including the flowers. Seven rows of flowers lined the path leading to the door to the Throne Room.
Heaven's warehouses
After leaving the Throne Room, we came to some large warehouses. They were about 450 to 550 m from the Throne Room. These buildings were very long and very wide, like the warehouses you see on earth today. I only saw three buildings although it was possible that there were others. We entered the first building. There was no lock on the door. It was always open, and you could walk in at any time.
The main street of heaven
Heaven has a main street. We took her down after leaving the warehouses. It seems that people meet along this main street. People were walking, chatting with each other in all simplicity. Some formed small conversation groups. There was a lot of laughter and joy. As we walked down the street, I ran into some of these people. Some of them were characters from the Bible, some great men and women in history. As for others, I didn't know anything about them.
But a very interesting aspect of heaven is that there is absolutely no difference between famous people and anonymous people. All are equal. Paul or Moses, Esther or Mary could pass and no one roused their head about them or was going to run after them to ask for an autograph like they were a movie star or something. Another thing about these people is that they kept the personality they had on earth. You don't get rid of your personality when you go to heaven. We basically remain the same person we were on earth. We are not transformed into something that we are not.
People don't walk around like little robots, clowns or puppets. If you had a strange character on earth, you will remain that same singular individual in heaven, in a more acceptable atmosphere. So, if you don't like your current personality, you had better change it because it will accompany you for eternity!
Jesus consecrates me
As we walked, Jesus turned to me and took both of my hands in his. Then He placed one of His hands on the top of my head and said, “Roberts, I call you to a great work. I consecrate you for a great work. You will have to run like no other, preach like no one, be different from everyone else. Hard times will come, but use them as stepping stones, not stumbling blocks. I'll be next to you everywhere you go. Go with power and faith.
God's call and covenant
Being in heaven and walking with Jesus makes me hungry and thirsty like never before. Immediately after my trip to heaven, I entered my room one night and said to God, quite simply and categorically: “God, I want the Holy Spirit with the sign of speaking in tongues” ( Acts 2: 4). Immediately I began to speak in tongues as the Spirit gave me to speak. From that day on, I began to develop my language of prayer. So things really started to happen. When I was about 10 years old, I was in my room and Jesus entered. This surprised me at first.
Generals of God
Jesus gave me the task of studying the lives of God's generals. Since that time, I have carefully studied the lives of great ministers of God of the past and of some today (others as well, unknown) to discover the reasons for their success or failure. I began by reading a book on Smith Wigglesworth that my grandmother had given me. Then I studied the life and ministry of men and women such as Alexander Dowie, Charles Finney, Maria Woodworth Etter, John G. Lake, Aimee Semple Mc Pherson, Kathryn Kuhlman and many others.
Miracles at school
The life of the Spirit
Just as I was ordered to study the failures and successes of generals, the Lord also told me to study, preach, and teach what I call the life of the Spirit. I like to encourage others to walk in the realm of the Spirit. It's the best life there is. When you lean on the Spirit in everything you do, you are assured success. You can be aware of the presence of God at all times.
Make the sky your home
To this day, God has entrusted me with a threefold mission in my life and in my ministry: To tell the story of heaven; study His generals; preach the life of the Spirit. As I am faithful and accomplish these three things that He has asked me to do, I know that I will make Him happy. I know that I will walk in victory if I am obedient to Him. A relationship with God is the best thing we can ever have in life. It's great to walk and talk with Him, and that's why I'm telling this story: so that you want to walk and talk with God as your Friend too.
If you don't know God as your Friend, you can. If you want to make the sky your home, you can. If you want Jesus Christ to come into your heart and be the Lord of your life, He will do it. However, it is a decision that only you can make. No one else can make this decision for you. I cannot do it for you. I can only tell you that I know that 'it really is the best life ever.
Do you remember what Jesus told me? He said if He only knew a person that would go to heaven, He would die again for them if He could. You see, Jesus has already died for you to forgive your sins. “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, so that whoever believes in Him may not perish but have everlasting life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but to have the world saved by Him. He / she who believes in Him is not condemned ... He / she who believes in the Son has eternal life ... ”(John 3.1648 a, 36)
Jesus loves you and wants you to have eternal life which only He can offer. If you ask Him to come into your life, He will make it beautiful. Not only that, but you can be assured that one day you too will be walking on streets of gold in heaven. Don't you want to ask Jesus to come into your heart today, if you've never done so? I know He touched you as you read this book.
He wants you to know Him personally. You only have to say this prayer and you will be saved and become a friend of Jesus. Romans 10: 9-10 says, “If you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. Because it is by believing that one achieves justice and it is by confessing that one achieves salvation ”. Pray this prayer: “Lord, have mercy on me who have sinned. Save me. Forgive me my sins. I ask You to come into my heart and into my life. I believe in You, Jesus.
I believe that You died on the cross for me and that You rose from the dead to give me new life. I want You to be my Friend and the Lord of my life. I confess you as my Lord and Savior. I'll serve You every day of my life. " I believe that You died on the cross for me and that You rose from the dead to give me new life. I want You to be my Friend and the Lord of my life.
I confess you as my Lord and Savior. I'll serve You every day of my life. " I believe that You died on the cross for me and that You rose from the dead to give me new life. I want You to be my Friend and the Lord of my life. I confess you as my Lord and Savior. I'll serve You every day of my life. "
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