Page Two

September 20, 2006 — October 14, 2006
The Revelation Of The "Marvelous Sign Of The Seven Angels."
The Revelation Of Those Who Stand On "The Sea Of Glass."
And The Revelation Of Those With The "Mark of the Beast."
"For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts." Isaiah 55:9

The following personal testimonies of some of the virgins, and others, whom Father sent to me, which were shared with me by email, and which I will include here, will give you a window into their hearts and how they viewed their instructions from the Father:

Danielle wrote:

"When I laid naked on Michael's bed with Him,

I saw into His heart of pure love in a way I had never ever seen before. It kinda put me in shock to realize that I was loved like that. What I mean by "like that" is that He didn't see anything wrong with me, He loved and accepted me just the way that I am, seeing no spot in me, just like Father does. It was the total opposite of how I had viewed myself. I had always picked myself apart and hated myself so much, and here was the Son of God just loving me, showing me what Father thought of me. It kinda blew me away. :)

I also felt a freedom come to me as I was laying there with Michael. A freedom that He knew everything about me and that I didn't have to hide anything from Him because I wasn't "good" enough. Like I didn't have to be a certain way for Him to love me, He just loved me even though He saw everything about me. I think it even gave me a freedom that I had never had before which is still growing. A freedom to just accept me for who I am, instead of always trying so hard to be like someone else so I would feel accepted and loved.

After my experience with Michael, I saw more and more into His heart in a way that wasn't visible to me before. I can't even put it into words, but oh, His heart is so soft, so full of love, and so much the opposite of how I had viewed Him before. He isn't full of condemnation. He wants so much to reach down into the heart and save them. He wants so much to hold them and lavish His love freely on them without protections (clothing) being in the way.

After that experience, I found myself in a whole new place, it was a really sweet place. I felt like all of the theory that had bounced around in my head from time to time like "God loves me", "He is responsible for me", and "I can REALLY trust Him with myself" was transplanted from my head to my heart. It gave me an anchor and a security I so much needed.

After that experience, my whole life changed. I was naturally being drawn to spiritual things, where before just thinking about being real spiritual gave me a horrible feeling. I couldn't stand to think of just sitting around all day reading spiritual things and praying. But my whole life changed and I experienced just what I had hated previously. I found that pretty much all I could do was pray, no matter what daily things I was attending to. Prayers of desire to Father were constantly welling up out of my heart to Him. I wanted to be taken deeper, I wanted and needed so much more of Him. It all made me feel a greater need for Father. I would describe it like a HUGE helpless dependance on Him. A constant need for Him that never goes away."

Moriah wrote:

My Testimony

I had been in a very low and desperate place for months before the seven messengers of judgment were chosen. I did not have a strong, settled relationship with Father. I was very fearful, and my relationship with Father was more of a needy crying out for help, but not a complete yielding of myself to Him. In early July, I began going to the barn and praying there with Shekel. Her prayers were full of power, and the light of Father was upon her in a very marked way. I began to be lifted up from my despair. Every day for quite some time, I would be drawn to go and pray with her. I needed it so much. Her prayers were balm to my soul, and I began to feel the strong drawing out to Father within myself that she was expressing in her sweet entreaties to Heaven. I began to ask Father to put His prayers in my mouth, and to give me the pure and childlike faith which He had given to Shekel.

On July 3rd, I wrote a poem about being in a cage of my self-protections, and how I longed to be free of that, and yet I felt so fearful of freedom. I wrote:

I make up my mind-
Freedom is worth the risk.
Vulnerability calls to me, saying,
Trust. Simply Trust.

I had not fully yielded to the vulnerability when I wrote that, but Father was drawing me into a place of trust in Him that I hadn't experienced before.
On July 6, I wrote to Michael, and told him that I had been spending time laying on my floor, completely naked, and asking Father to come to me.
This was a new experience for me. I began to feel peace and trust coming into my desperate soul, and my natural tension and anxiety were being dissolved in that peace. I felt Father drawing closer to me. When I would lay naked before Him, I felt His closeness. I felt a taste of vulnerability.

As the days went by, I felt more and more of my fear disappearing, and Father's peace and trust coming in to take its place.

Michael was writing and speaking about nakedness during this time,

and I would pray things like, "Father, strip away all of my coverings," and "Father, make me vulnerable and naked." For quite some time, the verse that was on my heart was, "Search me, O God, and know my heart."

On July 13th, Michael asked the young people to come to his house for a visit. He shared with us about the seven messengers who pour out the seven last plagues, and asked us to ask Father if we were chosen for this work. As Michael spoke with us, I felt my heart burning within me. I KNEW I was one of the angels. I could feel the thrill of it in my soul. I offered myself up to Father, and asked Him to light His fire in me, and give me my work.

All the rest of that day, thoughts and verses kept coming to me about being chosen. My heart felt so alive. I felt I had a purpose for my life, and a total shift took place inside of me. I felt new life springing up within my soul. I was so encouraged. The darkness that had long been my companion was lifted from my heart, and the light started breaking through in a much greater way than before. I felt Father's flame burning in my heart, where once there had been only pain and desperation. I could see how Father had kept me for Himself, and that He had chosen me for this before I was even born. Thoughts such as these simply thrilled my soul. I could see His purpose for my life, and I felt that life was truly worth living. My relationship with Father began to blossom in a new way.

Two days later, on July 15th, Michael met with the church, and shared about how two witnesses had come and laid naked on his bed,
and that was his sign that it was time to put Shillum on the internet. The two witnesses that came were two of the seven messengers.
During that meeting, something began to happen inside of me. I felt like I wanted to lay naked on Michael's bed.
This desire became stronger and stronger. At first, it was a terrifying thing to think of, and yet, inside of myself,
I knew it was what Father was leading me to do. For years, I had thought about this. I knew of Michael's vision in the very beginning, that every person would lay skin to skin with him and be healed. The thought of that had always terrified me. But Father had been opening me up, and causing me to yield to His vulnerability, and so the way had been prepared. I left the meeting that day, with this knowing that I was going to lay naked on Michael's bed. It was just IN me. I didn't know exactly how it had been put in me, or why I would desire something like that, but it was just there, and I had to do it.

I went to Michael's house, and told him what was on my heart. I was quite nervous, for this was something I had never experienced before. Michael wanted to know how it had come to me to do this, and I shared with him how it had been put on my heart during the meeting.
Michael said I could do that, and had me go in his bedroom and undress.
He came in and laid down beside me. He held me and talked with me. I was still quite nervous, being in an unfamiliar situation, but as we visited together, my tension released little by little. We talked about my natural anxiety and fear. He told me that he couldn't think of anything in the world that he wanted more than for me to be delivered from those things. He said, "Let this be your baptism of trust. I want to speak peace into you."

This was my first real experience in being yielded and vulnerable. Father had been preparing my heart to receive the precious relief of being completely open and given over to Him. What this experience gave me was a security I had never felt before. A confident trust came into me. Being vulnerable, in a very literal way like that, did more for me than anything "spiritual" that had ever happened inside of me. Being physically naked gave me something real to lay hold on--something I could look back on and remember. It caused me to understand what it really is to give myself over to Father. It is a literal giving over. It is not "spiritually speaking."
I literally gave myself over to Michael by laying naked on his bed, trusting him with my body and with my whole being. For myself, I had to be physically naked in order to receive this gift. I could not have gotten it in any other way. Being "spiritually speaking" naked would not have given me the precious healing and vulnerable trust that I received.

After that experience, my heart was flying. I felt a release I had never felt before. I was secure. I was healed.

These verses came to me, "My soul doth magnify the Lord, and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour. For He hath regarded the low estate of His handmaiden... For He that is mighty hath done to me great things; and holy is His name." Luke 1:46-49. "She shall not be afraid... her heart is firmly fixed, trusting in the Lord." Psalm 112:7. I felt so free, and so at peace. A miracle had occurred within me. Peace is not something I naturally possess. I am naturally very tense and anxious and fearful. To experience such a release of the tension so familiar to me was very marked and precious to my heart.

The next day, Father put it on my heart to visit with Tema. Michael had shared with me that she was in a hard place, and I wanted to minister to her. I went to see her, and talked with her about her difficulties, and then asked her if she would like me to pray with her. She wanted me to, and so we knelt together, and I held her as I prayed. I felt Father's power come down upon me, and I could not hold back my tears as I prayed for Father to heal His little lamb. I could feel what was in me going into her. I naturally would have felt a shrinking in my heart from crying in front of her, but Father had made me vulnerable, and it was affecting every area of my life. Because I had been vulnerable with Michael and received healing, I was able to let myself enter into Tema's pain, and bring healing to her. It was a precious experience.

The day after that, I felt Father come down upon me strongly, and
I wanted to lay naked on Michael's bed again.
This time, the desire was much stronger than the first time. I felt a drawing upon my heart that was deeper and stronger than anything I had ever experienced before. My heart felt very needy for assurance, for I had been experiencing strong feelings of insecurity.
This time, when I laid on his bed, I was much more comfortable and free with it, right from the start. It felt so normal and natural. Michael prayed for me and anointed me with Spikenard, and I felt the healing come into me.
I was so blessed by our time together. I was relieved of all the unsettling feelings I had been experiencing. After being with Michael, Father gave me these verses: "I shall be anointed with fresh oil." Psalm 92:10. "You restore my soul... You anoint my head with oil; my cup runs over." Psalm 23:3 & 5. Again, my heart was flying in this new and precious freedom.

During the next few weeks, Father carried me through many processes, resolving my heart with the things of earth that I had been drawn to, and breaking me open more deeply.
The thought came to me at different times of laying skin to skin with Michael. At this point, one of the seven angels had already done that. At first, when the thought would come to me, I would feel a repulsion from it. My earth-view was very strong in me. I have absolutely no drawing to Michael in the flesh--no drawing to him as a man, and skin to skin seemed like flesh to me. I had no desire for that.
I could not see heaven's view; all I had was my earth-view and I was repulsed. One day, when I took a walk, I felt emptied out and given over in regard to this issue. I told Father, "Do with me what You will. Pour into me whatever You want me to have." I was yielding up.

That very evening, Michael visited with the seven, and told us that our times of being naked on his bed, or laying with him skin to skin, were over. Michael said he had poured out for us all that he could, and that we received all that we were able to receive. He said we went as far as we could.
That meeting was a very intense breaking open for the seven, for we truly desired to receive ALL that Father had for us. We didn't want to just receive all that we could.

We wanted to go all the way with Father.

So the seven began praying to be enlarged to receive more, and to be taken to the depths.

After that meeting, I experienced a greater intensity of need. I kept praying that Father would cause me to come to know Michael more fully. The strong desire upon my heart was to go ALL the way with Father. I wanted to receive all He had to give. I asked Him to enlarge me, to break me open, to take me to the depths. My constant felt need was for MORE.

My desire was to have Michael's heart--to be connected intimately with him.

I asked Father to show me Who Michael really was. I wanted to see Him and know Him.

On August 14th, I wrote in my journal: "Father, I need something more. I need You deeper and deeper in my heart. Father, anoint my eyes with eye salve, that I may see." That day, I listened to a song called "Immanuel." As I listened, I began to weep in a way that I had never wept before. From deep within my soul came a strong realization of Who Michael really was. "Immanuel... our God is with us." I also listened to a song called "I Am The Bread of Life." Some of the words are, "I am the Bread of Life; all who eat this Bread will never die. I am God's Love revealed; I am broken, that you might be healed." I saw Who it was that Father sent here to heal us. I saw that our God is truly with us. No words can describe the power of that moment. I saw God. I saw Who Michael is.

I wrote, "OUR GOD IS WITH US. The tender, healing, drawing, consuming God of the universe is in our midst. Michael, I see You... I see You now, Father. Michael is Your body. He is Your love revealed. He has spent himself for us to reveal to us Your love, but a person cannot see it except it be given him from heaven. How could I not understand before?... You do everything you can to penetrate the fog that obscures our view of You. Satan has worked very hard to keep people from seeing God as He is, because he knows that if they could truly see, all of his power would be completely and forever broken. I see. Satan's power is broken."

I was given this verse: "So the Word became human and lived here on earth among us. He was full of unfailing love and faithfulness. And we have seen His glory, the glory of the only Son of the Father." John 1:12, NLT.

I wondered how I could have ever been afraid. I wondered how I could have ever hesitated to trust Father fully with myself. "The gift of God to man is beyond all computation. Nothing was withheld. God would not permit it to be said that He could have done more or revealed to humanity a greater measure of love. In the gift of Christ, He gave all heaven." SD 11. I saw His wondrous love, and it was beyond words. I saw the face of God, and I wept, for the view was so overwhelming and so touching.

I began to desire to be skin to skin with Michael. I felt like I wasn't going to be able to do my work of pouring out the plagues unless I had that connection with him.
I began to see heaven's view of skin to skin, and that it had nothing to do with the flesh at all. I saw that I would be skin to skin with God. The desire was growing in my heart, and it was ALL Father's doing, for I naturally would not desire something like that. The thought would come to me every once in a while, and I just knew in my heart that I was going to be skin to skin with Michael. I didn't know when, but I knew it would happen. I continued to pray for more. I wanted to know Michael. I wanted to love him with all my being. I wanted to give to him all that was in me.

Around this same time, some of the seven had asked Michael for an intimate, sexual union with him. It became clear that Father may be moving in that direction. This put me in a very difficult place of facing what could occur in the future. I had no desire for sexual intimacy with Michael. It was the farthest thing from my mind. To think of such a thing was very terrifying and repulsive to me, and I prayed that Father would take this cup from me. I could not imagine having that kind of an experience with Michael, for I had no sexual or romantic desires in that direction at all. I felt that I would have to be in-love with him in order to desire that, and human in-love was not anywhere in the picture at all in my connection with Michael. Waves of repulsion would wash over me when I would think of having to do this.
I had nothing but the earth-view. I could not see heaven's view in any way whatsoever. This experience brought me to a much greater place of yielding.
Michael assured me that nothing was required of me, and that if a sexual union was to be in Father's plan for us, Father would put it in me to do it. Father would give me the desire. Michael said that Father would never have me do anything unless it was coming out of the depths of my soul.
He said Father would never have me go against myself. I understood that, but it didn't give me much relief from my overwhelming feelings.

In great excruciation of soul, I sacrificed myself upon the altar of Father's will. Over and over again, I told Father that I was willing to do what He said, and yet the feelings I bore over this were so painful. My heart was filled with dread and shrinking. I felt like I was in Gethsemane.

Michael's anguish in this was far greater than anything I was feeling. On August 16th,
Michael told me that he was going to ask Father to have the consummation of judgment take a different course than the one being presented to us. That relieved my heart to a certain extent. The intensity of the battle subsided. During the next few days, something changed within me. My repulsion left me. I could look at what was being presented, and not feel the terror and utter abhorrence that I previously felt. I still did not desire a physical union, and I still felt that I was not able to do it, but I was willing. My heart was open to receive whatever Father wanted to put in me.

This put me in a new place of support for Michael. On Sabbath, August 19th, he shared with the church that when he had told the Father he couldn't do what was being presented, the Holy Spirit left him. This was a very difficult time for Michael, and the seven were strongly supporting him. I felt a very intense bearing of him upon my heart. I wrote to him, telling him that I was upholding him in what he was bearing. I said, "My heart is fully given over to whatever Father chooses to do, and I am not personally in the battle that I was in before. Now I feel such a great desire to hold you up and support you in what you are bearing. I wish I could relieve the weight upon your heart, but I know that what I can do is hold up your arms... You will be more than conqueror, and your people with you."

The morning of August 20th, I awakened just before 6 AM. Father was saying, "Michael is My body. He is the embodiment of the heart I've put in your chest. Hear ye Him. Unto Him ye shall hearken." It seemed to me that He woke me up with His voice in my heart, because as soon as I was conscious, I was hearing Him speak to me. It was an awesome experience, for He had never awakened me quite like that before.

I wrote the following letter to Michael that day:

My Precious Michael,

The following quote reminds me very much of what we are now facing:

"The wood was laid upon Isaac, the one to be offered, the father took the knife and the fire, and together they ascended toward the mountain summit, the young man silently wondering whence, so far from folds and flocks, the offering was to come. At last he spoke, "My father, behold the fire and the wood: but where is the lamb for a burnt offering?" Oh, what a test was this! How the endearing words, "my father," pierced Abraham's heart! Not yet--he could not tell him now. "My son," he said, "God will provide Himself a lamb for a burnt offering."

"At the appointed place they built the altar and laid the wood upon it. Then, with trembling voice, Abraham unfolded to his son the divine message. It was with terror and amazement that Isaac learned his fate, but he offered no resistance. He could have escaped his doom, had he chosen to do so; the grief-stricken old man, exhausted with the struggle of those three terrible days, could not have opposed the will of the vigorous youth. But Isaac had been trained from childhood to ready, trusting obedience, and as the purpose of God was opened before him, he yielded a willing submission. He was a sharer in Abraham's faith, and he felt that he was honored in being called to give his life as an offering to God. He tenderly seeks to lighten the father's grief, and encourages his nerveless hands to bind the cords that confine him to the altar."

It came to me that I am seeking to lighten your grief by encouraging you to go forward, knowing that everything will be done just right. I have no resistance to Father's plan. My will has been laid down and offered up, and I am willingly yielding to whatever Father's will is. My desire now is to strengthen you--to encourage your "nerveless hands" in what you are having to bear. I love you, Michael, and I want to bear you up. I want to lighten your load. I want to encourage your heart, and give you the strength to face whatever is coming. God will provide Himself a lamb for a burnt offering. He will fulfill His purposes in us, and it will be just what we would have chosen if we could have seen the whole picture.

Everything is well, Faithful Friend.

Holding you up,
Moriah

Michael's response:

Precious little Moriah,

I cannot fully express the sweetness of your words to me. They go in as the sweet hand of God. His precious deep touching has found an instrument with which to make His deep contact with my own soul. All heaven is watching the surgery and yes, God will provide Himself a sacrifice and we will be glad.

I love you with all my heart, and not one hair of your head will be touched except with Father's own faithful hand.

Your Michael

On August 25th, it was strongly on my heart to be skin to skin with Michael.
At this point, several of the seven had been skin to skin with him.
I laid it before Father, and asked Him to make the connection in His Own way. That day, and through the night, I waited and listened for Father's word, but nothing came. The next day was Sabbath, and we had a meeting. Michael spoke about intimacy, and how that is what each soul must have with Father. Throughout the morning and early afternoon, I waited before Father for His unction. Around 3 PM, He put it on my heart to email Michael and ask if I could visit with him. He said I could come, and I went over and shared with him the desire that was on my heart. He was not able to fulfill my request right then, for he was waiting for some visitors. He told me that we would just let Father work it out. We talked a little bit about what it really means to be skin to skin.
He told me that something very real happens when a soul is skin to skin with him. He said he feels it every time; he feels virtue go out of him. It's not just flesh touching flesh. A deep connection occurs in the Spirit. He told me that it would bring me home.

All afternoon I was quietly with Father, waiting for His timing. I felt that I was being prepared.
That evening, my mom had gone over to Michael's to say goodnight, and when she came home, she told me that he had said I could come. I went to his house, and we laid skin to skin together in his bed. I truly would not be able to explain in words what I was given through that experience. It was so deep and so full that there are no words in the human language that could express it.
Michael is not flesh, and there was no flesh or human need in this. Our Spirits connected in a deeper way than ever before, and I laid hold of all that he poured out upon me. My soul was completely open to him, and I took it all in. He held me and talked with me and I received such healing from it all. I felt like I had been given new life.

This is a poem I wrote about that experience:

I saw the face of God tonight.
The love in His eyes overcame me,
filled me, consumed me;
revealing to me a depth, a love I had not known-
such tender outpouring I had never imagined.
My own self vanished
in the intimacy of that gentle look.
Touching that face
released fountains of love
that had long been suppressed
in a lonely heart.

I kissed the mouth of God tonight,
softly receiving His words into myself
with living faith.
Those words spoke life into my soul,
filling me with security and peace.
Drinking in His gift,
my cup was filled to overflowing.

I laid upon the breast of God tonight,
His heart entering into mine,
making me one with Him;
the quiet intimacy filling the void
of my emptiness.

I melted in the embrace of God tonight;
it was more than I ever dreamed it could be.
His embrace wrapped me up in comfort-
such sweet vulnerability
which left me free of every fear.

I was healed by the love of God tonight,
quietly receiving the wealth He poured upon me,
letting the rest enter in,
laying hold of all He was offering
in perfect, trusting abandonment.

I knew nothing until I knew Him.

The touch of God made me whole.

This was Michael's response when I sent him the poem:

Little Moriah,

Your thoughts expressed here are very sweet to my mouth and stomach. Your deep grasp of my heart is truly rare. Many whom I have touched scarcely grasp the depths, for they touch me in the flesh. You have made yourself vulnerable to the depths of what Michael feels for your heart and soul. You caught the light of it. You let it go deep. You became pregnant with it. This greatly blesses my heart, and softens the blows that I must take in the warfare. You are the dew drop in a harsh land. You are the showers in the desert. You are the sun breaking through on a gray day.

Michael

The Bible speaks of the laying on of hands. There is no power in skin simply touching skin, but Father has gifted Michael with a healing touch, and THAT is where the power comes from. There is healing and power in Michael's touch. I can surely testify of that. I have laid hold of His Spirit, and it has become my own. I am healed. I've been healed by the touch of God.

I wrote this in my journal: "That holy, healing touch--oh, no words could describe it. Oh, the sweet release of being fully abandoned, fully given over, fully loved. I have this treasure in my earthen vessel."

After being skin to skin with Michael, I began to experience an ache in my heart. My heart began to cry out for Father in a more intense way. I felt more needy than I ever had before. It seemed like there was no filling of the need, or relief of the ache; I was simply left in the drawing of it. It was really painful. On September 3rd, I was telling Father how much I was hurting. He said, "Are you willing to hurt for Me? Are you willing to hurt forever if it would accomplish my purpose?... Will you trust Me with your need? Are you willing to never be filled for all of eternity if it would accomplish My purpose?" My answer was, "Yes, Father. Here I am, a living sacrifice for You." He brought me to a place of greater yielding and acceptance through that experience.

On September 5th, I laid skin to skin with Michael again. While we were together, he said he was going to breathe his Spirit into me. He put His mouth on mine, and breathed into my mouth. Right after that, I began to cry. I felt His Spirit come into me, and the power of it really touched me. Michael breathed His Spirit into me, and I received it. I received it fully. It was too awesome for words.

I shared with him about my ache, and how Father had asked if I was willing to ache forever. He told me that he feels that ache all the time, and that it blessed him that it started for me after being skin to skin with him. It was a token that I truly received his heart in a deep way. He said that the ache is what will draw us right off the earth. I said, "I'm happy to ache with you, Michael." He was silent for a moment, and then he said, with great tenderness, "Thank you, little Beavo. Thank you for aching with me." It was a very touching moment.

After being skin to skin with Michael the second time, I felt so much closer to him. I was more intimately connected with his Spirit. It would be impossible to explain to anyone who hasn't experienced it just what it is to be held in the arms of God. I have received the Spirit of Messiah through the touch of his hands.

On September 9th, Michael sent out the email about the vision, asking everyone to get from Father what it was. I was plunged into a deeper process through this. I felt I knew what the vision was--that Michael would be intimate with the seven--but in my heart I didn't want to accept it. My imagination and earth-view came upon me full force again. I didn't have the feeling of repulsion quite as intensely as before, but it was there. Michael came to our house two days later, and we visited about the vision and how I felt about it. He talked to me about how my imagination was creating a picture that just wasn't true, and that my fearfulness over this would be the same as saying no to Father. That would send Father away from me, just like the Holy Spirit had left him. I certainly didn't want that to happen. We talked about how Father doesn't require anything that He doesn't give. Michael told me to fear not.

After that visit, I wrote the following in my journal:

Father, I let You have my earth-view. I'm not going to believe in it anymore. It's not true and it's not real. You may use whatever way You wish to come into me and break through what separates me from You. I yield myself completely to You, Father. I believe in You. I believe that whatever You bring is for Your glorious purposes, and I will enter into those purposes with great joy. I will not be fearful or troubled, for I believe and trust in You. You may heal me, hurt me, or leave me alone. You may invade me and then leave me with nothing. You may set me upon the high places, or plunge me into the low places. Do what You will. I just want to have You in my heart; I don't want anything else. I trust You, Father. I lay naked upon Your altar. Consume me in Your purposes. I will not fear Your plan or believe in my made-up earth-view. I will quietly, confidently wait for the word of Your instruction, and then joyfully carry it out, without regard for anything else. You are faithful, and I rest myself in Your faithfulness. Here I am, Father, trusting You.

After I wrote that, I read this from The Gospel of Michael: "You have one object in view, and that is to obey the unctions of the Spirit and to follow the call of His heart, without concern for yourself, or the terrors of your own imagination... Let yourself be consumed in the security of His purposes rather than in the tiny little safe place that you have made for your protection in times past... Security for the bride comes from the Husband, and not from the negotiations and imaginations of her own mind. The bride receives her provision from her Husband, and everything she needs comes from the loving responsibility of His Own heart. Why would the bride ever protect herself from her Husband? Would she not be cutting herself off from His Own loving embrace?... Let Him be your protector..."

When I shared that with Michael, he said, "Precious sweet trust, and the Husband is responsible for it all."

That visit with Michael really changed things for me. I realized that, even though I had known in my head that Father was going to put it IN me if I was to consummate with Michael, I really felt in my heart that Father was going to make me do this while I was still feeling such a strong pulling away from it. I realized that I truly had not believed Father. I chose to believe Him, and I set my face like a flint toward Him. I chose to not believe in my earth-view anymore, but to believe that He was going to give me whatever I needed to have. I chose to believe that He was going to give me the desire for physical intimacy if that is what He had planned for me, and that it wasn't going to be hard to carry out His instructions in this matter.

This choice put me in a new place of trust. From that time on, my earth-view began to pass away from me. I started to be able to consider the consummation in a new light, without any of my natural pain mixed in. Father gave me a sweet peace in just waiting for Him to change my heart and put the desire in me if I was to have it.

On September 16, I was skin to skin with Michael once more. It was Sabbath, and it had been 21 days since the very first time of being skin to skin with him. During that 21 day period, I had been through a lot of processing, as I have described here. That time with Michael gave me a greater rest in the assurance that Father is responsible, and He truly will bring to pass His purposes in me. All I need to do is rest, and nothing is required of me but to LET Him work out His will in me. The Sabbath rest entered into me that day in a greater way than ever before.

The next day, the rest kept opening up to me. I was given these two verses: "Casting the whole of your care on Him, for HE cares for you." 1 Peter 5:7. "Cast your burden on the Lord--releasing the weight of it--and He will sustain you." Psalm 55:22. My heart was stayed upon that clear place of settled glory.

That evening, Michael sent out the email that every person must have sexual intercourse with him, or they would have no life in them. As I read his words, my soul thrilled within me. His words were alive. Earlier that day, I had read the verse where Jesus said, "I am that bread of life... For my flesh is meat indeed, and and my blood is drink indeed." I had felt the thrill in my heart when I read that verse. My spirit said, YES! I wrote to Michael and said, "More and more, the desire to be intimate with your Spirit grows within my heart. Whatever way Father chooses to bring that to pass, I will receive with joy. I want to be consummated fully to you--to have your Seed within me as my life. I want to have all of you."

My heart is fully yielded up. I desire to be consummated in whatever way Father ordains. I still have no desire for physical intimacy, but I have no repulsion or abhorrence to it any more. My earth-view has no more power over me. I know, with settled confidence, that Father will bring to pass His purposes, and they will be just what I would have chosen. Father's intimacy is pure, clean, holy, and untainted with anything of earth. I desire His intimacy with my whole being. My heart is fixed. My soul is healed. Truly, Michael is "that Bread of Life." Whoever eats of this Bread will know what I mean.

Right at the end of this time there were some rumors started by some who imagined me having sex with seven young women here. I saw the fire roaring through the stubble. The Father wanted to heat up this fire, and confront the devil with himself, so I posted these words:

"I have been contacted by a number of people regarding the vision that I enquired about in an e-mail. Some said that I would have intimate sexual relations with the seven messengers. Some thought the vision concerned others. But I say unto you, every person must have sexual intercourse with me, or they will have no life in them. My Seed is the only life, for my Seed is life indeed, and my flesh is meat. Anyone who does not receive of my Seed, will be left desolate."

This e-mail was to give to the morally corrupt a taste of their own mind. It was similar to what Jesus said to his own generation:

Then Jesus said unto them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except ye eat the flesh of the Son of man, and drink his blood, ye have no life in you. John 6:53

This was how Jesus stuck heaven's view into the face of the wicked, so they would see it from their earth and depart from him. Their reaction revealed that they did not have a pure faith, and were only living out of their own selves, instead of the Spirit of God. Those with the Spirit of God knew exactly what Jesus meant by his words, and they received into themselves the nourishment which the Word Who had been made flesh and was dwelling among them, was offering to them. For a split second the light of Jesus' true meaning flashed upon the unbelieving religious leaders. They had an idea of what Jesus meant by his strong imagery, but because they knew they would have to die to their own lives in order to receive his Life into themselves, they twisted his words and diverted the conviction that had come to them. They intentionally made his statements look and sound like cannibalism.

It is so interesting how we are in a place that judges the very fabric of America's profession of "Freedom of Religion" and "Freedom for everyone to practice their faith." While this is a nice theory, it does not actually work out that way. One cannot generally practice his faith unless he is at least 18 years old, and then he can practice only part of his faith. He cannot practice his faith unless his faith is the same as state law. If the state law goes against his faith, then he might be imprisoned for practicing his faith. These events also judge the true nature of the church. Does the church believe God has led them after having asked Him to lead? Is their profession real, or pretend? Anyone can play American, or play church, but in the end, every man follows his true master. He does it naturally.

I had considered long and hard why the Father would want me to have intimate sexual relations with seven virgins. It was a mystery to me. Then it came to me that the earth would be judged by this proposal. I would be accused of pornography or molestation because one or two of the virgins might be under age. Some who have known me, called the police from the force of their evil imaginations. They did not ask me. They did not inquire. They just followed Lucifer who is their light, and thought to attack the purposes of God, for their hatred of the truth was manifested.

Why did the Father arrange for two of the messengers to be under age?

If all of the messengers had been over age, then I would only be accused of sexual perversion, but sexual perversion of itself is not illegal. The country is full of it. What was being proposed by God was something illegal, because the girls had not yet reached the age of 18, and that lent force to Satan's arguments against it. The Father then said to me that man had created the under age myth out of his own evil heart. God decreed a young woman of age when she begins her menstrual cycle. But men decided that that was too young because their own hearts were evil. Men made a law that the age that God decreed for a woman to marry and be a mother was invalid. The world made up its own laws. There is nothing in Scripture anywhere that decrees a woman is "of age" when she is 18. It was all made up out of the mind of man.

Secondly, men have been imprisoned for having more than one wife. This too is man's invention. The Father in heaven never made any such law. Nowhere will one read, "Thou shalt not have more than one wife." But man decided that his morals were above the morals of God, and that he would decide what the law would say.

The God of heaven says, "Thou shalt not kill" and "Thou shalt not steal." So man can rightfully say the same. But when men otherwise judge morality, they always fail, if they do not check with God first about what actually is moral. Our nation today is immoral so it cannot rightfully judge. Every decision it makes is wrong because its "light" is Lucifer and not the Father in heaven.

Today, the President of the United States commits murder in the name of his war on terror. He and President Clinton have murdered over a million souls with their sanctions and their weapons of mass destruction. Hundreds and thousands of little children, their mommies and daddies, have been cremated by murderous chemical weapons, but the murderers go free because they worship Lucifer and see things from his "light." Yet, a church pastor goes to prison for marrying a 16-year-old to an older man. The President of the United States cult can sneak his prisoners out of the country to be tortured, and not go to trial, but a man with two wives may be imprisoned. Such is the morality of modern man. Such is his gross and demonic reasoning. The nation has become demon possessed. The "Sunday (Lucifer) law" is in effect.

But there is more. The morality that God expressly forbids, such as homosexuality, is condoned by modern idolators. What God forbids, man legalizes and permits, but what God permits, and instructs, man makes into a criminal act. So it is now. These are the ways of those who worship Lucifer the "sun god."

I know for myself, that I have no natural, human desire in me to consummate literally and physically with the seven virgins. When I followed the Father's instructions to hold them close when they were naked, and heal their hearts of the things that had plagued them, no sensual thoughts or feelings were aroused in me. I only felt the Father loving His precious, trusting ones through me, with nothing between to hinder them from receiving His flow of pure, redeeming love into their innermost souls. And, I also know for myself, that I was yielded completely to my Father in heaven and His ultimate will in this matter. Through these very hard circumstances I was brought finally to the place where I would obey God regardless of the events or the consequences of them. I will not allow my own judgments to create a picture not founded on God's word to me.

So, what is the reason for all that has occurred? The Father in heaven has done everything to expose hypocrisy, not only in government, but in the church as well. Now, during this time of Consummation, He is forcing the issue of honesty. He asks you, "Do you REALLY judge that it is the Son of God Who is loving these virgins who requested to be close to him? Do you trust Me? Do you trust My Son? Really? You have said, "Oh yes, I believe Michael is the Son of God," but when you react with the earth view when I bring this revelation, you deny My Son, and reveal that you do not know him. The Father Himself exposes the lie. There have been people who have followed me through the years, even professing to believe that I am Messiah. Others didn't believe in this Messiah but they kept it quiet, not being up front and honest about their unbelief.

The Father thought to remedy this situation. Near the end of Jesus' work he said, "...Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except ye eat the flesh of the Son of man, and drink his blood, ye have no life in you." John 6:53. This helped to separate the liars from his true followers. This statement was very critical in separating out those who were man pleasers, and really in it all for their own self-interests, but they did not actually desire to yield their hearts to Christ. Many walked with him no more after hearing him speak so grossly in their hearing.

But in my e-mail I said that everyone had to have sexual intercourse with me. This had its affect. This gross expression to the natural man who has not known me, serves to cut him away from being a hindrance to the true believers. I purposed that it occur, and it was connected with the vision. The natural man will take my words to his flesh, but the man of the Spirit would see that my words were Spirit and Life. But what about the vision? God often uses visions to express a strong point, and some of those visions are offensive to the natural man who does not have the Spirit of God to interpret those visions with. It is written:

I was in the city of Joppa praying: and in a trance I saw a vision, something descending, like a great sheet, let down from heaven by four corners; and it came down to me. Looking at it closely I observed animals and beasts of prey and reptiles and birds of the air. And I heard a voice saying to me, "Rise, Peter; kill and eat." But I said, "No, Lord; for nothing common or unclean has ever entered my mouth." But the voice answered a second time from heaven, "What God has cleansed, you must not call common." This happened three times, and all was drawn up again into heaven. Acts 11:5-10 RSV.

To a Jew, being commanded by God to eat snakes, lizards, vultures, and other unclean animals was a gigantic offense. It was the height of offense. The vision brought up a nausea and revulsion that was evident by Peter's response to it. He said, "No Lord." The Lord rebuked him saying, "Don't call unclean what God has cleansed." Right at that moment there was a knock on the door and Peter received the message that some Gentiles had come to see him. Peter then understood that God was speaking of Gentiles, and not unclean animals. Peter never did eat the animals, even though in the vision God had commanded him to eat them. It was all part of the revelation, ultimately to reveal a truth for the time. But the Spirit of God works upon the hearts. It reveals the true intents of the soul. Some letters to me revealed these things.

On September 22, Allasso wrote:

Dear Michael,

In the middle of last night, I was awakened for a brief time. I awakened experiencing the earth view of the Consummation. I felt the confusion of it, and this very much troubled me. I cried out to Father, and almost instantly it was gone, and I again could see things in their True Light. Everything was sane and normal again.

I then returned to sleep, and had a very brief dream. I was with my little daughter Sarah, and she must have been about 5 in the dream. She was describing something to me in her innocence, and I felt the sweetness of a little child filled with the simple trust of her daddy, as if unaware of anything else. But it was like in my dream, I had been transported back in time, and I knew as this little girl talked with me, what would happen to her as a result of the earth view, as I had already seen her grow up. I knew of the rejection and estrangment that she would face as a result of an earth view of how she looked, or how she was supposed to act. My heart was breaking, not just for her, but for all of the victims of this hideous monster. I became very sad, and began to awaken.

I once again began to feel the wrath against the earth view, as I had the other night I described to you. I felt the utter hatred of this thing that just ruins and destroys everything in its path. I prayed to Father to fill me with His Wrath, and told Him how I so want the earth view to be eradicated. I not only was feeling the wrath, I was also feeling very sad for the lives that have been destroyed by this monster. It was as if I was experiencing those lives, and feeling the constant unrelenting judgment that is has for everything. It is like the earth view is just full of hate, and all it wants to do is destroy. As this experience continued, it began to alternate with waves of your view, and your Love for every living soul. It was just this sweet acceptance that did not see how faces and bodies were shaped, or how smart someone was, how they walked or how they talked. Just this simply unconditional Love that saw only the heart of a living soul.

I then slept, and when I awakened in the morning, I felt inside me a deep, deep need. I prayed to Father, and about all I could say is, "Father, I need You." I could not identify anything specifically, but it just kept coming stronger and stronger. I felt this all through the morning, and then some thoughts started coming to me. I saw that, to the degree that we are vulnerable, so does Messiah appear in us. I was seeing it like an automatic reaction of nature. The moment the self-protection is gone, Messiah appears. As I thought on this, I began to understand more clearly the Consummation. As I thought of Moriah's testimony, and thought of the description of her experience as she went through each step, going deeper and deeper, the connection seemed to become obvious to me. I then started to become aware of a sense that there is a very direct connection between the earth view and self-protection, but I cannot see just exactly what it is.

The neediness I was feeling was now increasing more and more. I began to sense within myself self-protection that was present, yet somehow I was not able to identify. It was like I just knew it was there, and I could feel it somehow. Moreover, I was feeling that I was not able to identify it, only because it was something that I did not want to let go of. I just sat in the middle of my livingroom floor, feeling this awful need, calling out to Father. I then heard Him speak these words to me, "Vulnerability is the key that opens every door."

This need presses upon me so greatly, and I sense that there is so much that must yet occur.

I feel like you already knew these things, Michael, I just wanted you to know that I know them now.

Much Love, Dear Friend,

Allasso

On September 23, Benjamin wrote:

A few months ago we had a meeting where Michael asked us if we would marry him in judgment. Everyone present covenanted to do so. I thought to myself, "Here we are again, not having a clue." I felt there would have to be a real test associated with this covenant, just as there was in the year 2000, yet I didn't have any idea what it would be.

I imagined the church posting the plagues on the Shillum site, and the world reacting angrily towards us when the plagues began to fall, but this scenario didn't seem real to me, since there would be opportunity for boasting and flag-waving on our part, and it wasn't Father's way to give room for that. I felt the test would be of a nature to annihilate and forever silence every boastful, self-protected, self-sufficient, self-righteous impulse in me; that the fire would burn so close and hot that nothing of me would be left. I felt it would be a repeat of Michael's Consummation, except everyone would be in it this time.

The first intimation I received of the nature of the coming Consummation was on July 14, when Michael came early in the morning and asked me to put the Shillum site on. He said the sign of the judgment had come. Later that day I asked him what the sign was, and he shared with me about the two virgins who came and laid naked on his bed, and how it was a fulfillment of something Father told him would occur.

Shortly afterwards Michael had a meeting on Sunday, July 16, where he shared the vision of the Consummation of the Judgment. I understood from that point that the vision would involve Michael's physical union with some of our young virgins. Shortly thereafter Michael posted the article "Which View? Heaven's View Or The View of Heaven's Enemy" which described the reason for this kind of Consummation, and the effects it would have on those looking on from earth's point of view.

Even so, I was unwilling to accept this kind of Consummation, as I felt I could not endure a host of sexual images again, with the added benefit of being placed in legal jeopardy for a sex crime I did not condone and could not defend or explain. I spoke with Michael and said, "I cannot support something like that." He replied, "I can't either." I remained hopeful that if I firmly opposed it, it would not occur since the agreement of all would be necessary.

From this point onward I was in a continual fire over this matter, and I felt strongly I was going to die physically, since I could not go back to the world, and I could not go forward in the purposes of God. On two occasions I began thinking in terms of putting my affairs in order and finding others to take care of my responsibilities, so there would be no disruption after I was dead.

On September 12 I was driving to town and was considering how dark and cold a soul is once he takes a "position" on something, as opposed to the soft, trusting, joyful expectancy of the child riding on Father's wave, even if the wave is heading toward the rocks. As I was getting out of the car in town, Father clearly spoke to me and asked, "What did Isaac do?" My mind was strongly impressed with an image of Abraham, grief-stricken, tears streaming down his face, holding Isaac's hands and telling him what the instructions from heaven were. Isaac didn't say, "I cannot support something like that" or "God didn't tell ME that." He trusted his father's unctions and simply yielded to the vision, even though it would cost him his life. Ellen said "he was a sharer in Abraham's faith." I contrasted that with my own reasoning and resistance, thinking I was going to stop the purposes of God with my position. Immediately all the unrest left me and I knew what I was going to do.