On the morning of July 25, 1961, at 2:30, I received a vision
from the Lord, that has entirely revolutionized my whole life
and ministry. It seemed as though I had hardly gone to sleep,
when this vision came before me . . . not once . . . but three
times. Oh, wonder of wonders when again on July 27 this vision
appeared. In each instance, the details were identical.
Suddenly in the vision, I was standing with the full view of
the whole world before me. From out of the heavens came great
thundering and lightning. Accompanied with the phenomena, came a
voice . . . a great voice . . . for it was the voice of God.
My face was turned toward the North. With a great flash of
lightning covering the entire earth, I looked down and beheld a
massive form that appeared like a huge Giant. I was amazed as I
saw the Giant cover the earth. Its feet seemed to reach to the
North Pole, and its head extended to the South Pole. The arms
were dramatically spread from sea to sea. Again with another
great flash, I saw that this Giant was alive . . . and yet
strange to say . . . struggling to life. I said, "Oh Lord, what
does this mean?"
This massive being was covered with debris and seemed to be
fettered. As I viewed this being, it began to quiver, then
almost go into convulsive gestures. As this took place I saw
thousands of strange creatures. Every time the Giant would
quiver, they would withdraw. However when it ceased to move they
would return. I was definitely made to know what these creatures
were. They were instruments that had bound the body of Christ
through the ages.
Suddenly the right hand of the Giant came up. I heard a loud
voice like a roar of thunder from heaven. Then his left hand was
raised . . . and as I looked, I saw its hands extend into the
very heavens. Then very slowly, the Giant began to rise . . .
and with the giant hands, began to cleanse the debris from off
its body. I saw it rise to its feet, with hands outstretched to
heaven. So great that its hands were in the heavens, while one
foot was in the sea, the other was on the earth. I trembled
uncontrollably, never before seeing such a sight.
Presently, the sky was filled with clouds . . . heavy clouds
. . . but lo they turned silver . . . until from the very silver
clouds there came liquid drops of light and power on the form of
the Giant. I watched intently . . . I saw the Giant melt to the
earth itself . . . as though it was being poured out from heaven
itself. The form had seemed to dissolve and now in its place I
saw millions of people. I cried to the Lord, "What is the
meaning of this?" A voice so clear and vibrant said plainly, "I
will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, the
cankerworm, and the caterpillar, and the palmerworm, my great
army, which I sent among you."
As I listened to the voice and watched the multitude of
people, from the clouds came great drops, like liquid light . .
. this majestic heavenly substance made everyone it touched lose
their identity . . . and their identification was JESUS. I saw
no barriers, no denominations, nor sects, but the transcendent
glory of heaven that rested upon these people compelled them to
lift their hands in praise and adoration.
I watched to see who this company was worshiping. At that
point, I saw a great white figure come out of the clouds . . .
pointing His finger to one and then another. It seemed that He
was giving directions, for as He would point, they would go . .
. some to the east, some to the west, and in each direction. I
could see them marching through cities, towns and villages . . .
come through deserts, forests and jungles. God is going to have
a perfect Church. He is going to have a people that are so
endued with power that it will not be an exposition of self, but
it will be Christ in them, the hope of glory. I saw these people
pass through the fire, unburned . . . cross rivers as though
there was no water there . . . they crossed oceans with ease,
escaped persecution as though a hand transported them from their
In spite of wild beasts roaring, being attacked by men with
swords and weapons of war, nothing seemed to hinder them. They
moved over mountains, and down through valleys . . . they moved
like the hart skipping upon the hills. Their faces shone with
the countenance of Victors . . . they were conquerors.
I hesitate to tell this part of the Vision, because it was
with great trembling, I received this portion of the revelation.
I saw the man, clothed in white, point with a scepter in his
hand. Again there was pouring forth from His hand this that I
call "liquid power." As soon as it would touch the person, he
would have his hands bathed and dripping in the same heavenly
substance. Upon receiving this anointing they would walk into
Hospitals . . . through the streets . . . into the Institutions,
and on and on, marching throughout the length and the breadth of
the land. I could hear them saying, "According to my Word, be
thou make whole." As the liquid power flowed from their hands,
each one they touched was instantly healed and made whole.
I saw people transported in the Spirit from nation to nation.
I saw them going to Siberia . . . to Africa . . . to Canada . .
. and to the ends of the earth. I saw them literally lifted up
and placed by the Spirit in the respective countries.
Then I heard a voice . . . not a thundering voice this time
but a voice that was low and beautiful as the murmuring of the
waters. This tender voice said, "My little children. I have
given unto thee my treasures. You are mine, you belong to me. I
have loved thee with an everlasting love. Now my power shall be
IN YOU. The gifts that I have given unto thee shall be made
manifest to a lost and dying world. I am going to restore to
thee all." These people arose in the power of this great
commission. I saw them cross oceans, go through fire, face
persecution, and lifted by the Spirit and transported to many
places. They were being placed where God wanted them . . . they
were being put in the places where God was going to visit His
people. They were prepared and already equipped.
I realized that this whole panorama picture was the
demonstration of the Kingdom of God through those who follow
Him. I continued to see a stream of people marching . . . healed
. . . blind eyes opened . . . deaf ears unstopped . . .
literally millions receiving the power of this great
manifestation. It seemed so "Fluid" in its operation. There was
no exaltation of a man . . . simple words were constantly
repeated . . . simple but profound . . . "ACCORDING TO MY WORD,
BE THOU MADE WHOLE."
As I watched, it seemed as though days formed into weeks,
until months and years seemed to slip away . . . and in the
midst of those who received the fullness of God's visitation,
there were also those who withdrew. I could see the anguish of
their faces . . . the price was too steep . . . retaining of the
identification meant too much to them. They refused to march . .
. and eventually slumped away. The price was more than they
could bear . . . they eventually slipped out into the darkness
of the night.
To speak of the following instances leaves me weak with the
glory and power of the tremendous finale. The days, months and
years seemed to slip by as I beheld the celestial scene.
Nevertheless, it all happened in a short time . . . possibly
just a few seconds . . . who can tell? No tongue could
adequately tell the glory and the splendor of the formation of
this angelic host. In a moment . . . just a twinkling of an eye,
the graves of the saints had become as a plowed field and the
saints from all ages . . . from the seas . . . the mountains . .
. the deserts . . . from every imaginable place, gave up her
dead . . . and rose in power and majesty . . . to be absorbed
into the great Giant. No debris covered this great being now . .
. it was clothed in heaven's majesty . . . glorious shining
garments . . . so brilliant that it would make a million
diamonds look dull.
Everyone was in a state of perfection. Again I heard a great
thunder . . . and I turned to behold the most repelling sight
human eye can witness. From the heavens above, poured forth the
vials of wrath . . . and wrath of God. It seemed that the wrath
and justice of God were wrung out as drops of unspeakable
anguish and suffering. The Christ rejecting peoples of the earth
had their cup filled.
Once again my attention was drawn to this glorious body . . .
as I heard again the voice . . . even as thunder crying . . .
"BEHOLD THE BRIDEGROOM COMETH. GO YE OUT TO MEET HIM. For He is
the Lord of glory. Lift up your heads oh ye gates . . . be
lifted up ye everlasting doors, and the King of Glory shall come
in." Then as though the great Maestro of heaven had given the
sign, a mighty volume of harmonies . . . heaven's harmonies
pealed forth like music born on the wings of a heavenly dove.
The music was clear . . . vibrant, rich and resonant . . . it
was heaven's music . . . the song of souls set free. They were
singing a new song, and what I thought to be accompaniment, now
became clearer . . . stronger . . . it was the voice of the
Bride . . . many voices but one voice singing the Song of Moses
and the Lamb.
As I listened, I suddenly became weak . . . and yet even the
weakness was my strength . . . for I had been in the presence of
the Lord of Lords and King of Kings. I was filled with an
unspeakable surge of the Spirit to go tell all nations . . .
press the battle to the front line trenches of the lost and
Folks, the Kingdom is here. The very power and Spirit of the
Kingdom of God no possessed me, I knew it was the revelation of
the King in all His Kingly authority. I could see that the Lord
was showing me that the Kingdom of God was coming into view.
This was the revelation of the Kingdom of God coming to man. The
very spirit and power of the Kingdom so gripped me, I felt like
one caught away to the third heaven. Daniel saw the everlasting
Kingdom . . . no power in the world will be able to destroy this
Kingdom. Once again, I saw this body now being lifted into the
heavens. At this point I awoke. The vision repeated in the same
manner three times again. Each time perfect in detail. From that
moment to this, these words have rung through my soul . . . HE'S