“Good Morning, ma’am.” The doorman greets me kindly as he reaches for an impressive golden handle and slowly opens the large stately door. I smile, thank him, and step into the grand, luxurious Park Avenue style foyer of the office tower.
What a workplace wonder! I have to pause for a moment and observe the stunning flower arrangements, in cohesive color schemes, perfectly placed on tall marble tables.
Headed in the direction that most people are going, I stop at the elevators and wait expectantly for one of the doors to open. A few people exit the elevator allowing as many of us as possible to rapidly press into the confined space. Floor numbers are lit up as the elevator begins to climb. Designated floors have been reached and only a few of us are left inside as we reach the top floor. As I am exiting I notice the office number directory signs. Pointing to the left is 4001-4015 and to the right is 4016-4031. I am on the fortieth floor, not knowing which direction I am to turn.
Approaching me is a distinguished looking gentleman in a tailored black suit. I can’t place where I have seen him before, but it is nice to recognize a familiar face. “Good morning sir. I know we have met, but I am very sorry I don’t recall your name.”
“Good morning.” His reply comes with professionalism. “My name is Zavad. I know you well. Please walk with me to your office.”
My office? Do I have an office on the fortieth floor of a building I have never been in before?
As I follow him, my mind begins to reflect on possible meeting times with Zavad. He unlocks an office door and beckons me to enter before him. I’m drawn to the sight of a brilliant blue sky and snow-capped mountain peaks outside the massive walls of windows. Moving close to the windows, I see there are no buildings in sight. Only the green of lush gardens below, of trees reaching skyward, and of the iridescent sparkle of a large river shimmering with movement.
Zavad extends his hand, asking me if there is anything he can get for me. His body language indicates he is committed to helping and serving me. “May I have something to drink, please. And tell me, what am I to do here?” He smiles, opens double oak-paneled doors and pulls out a gold cart with china plates, a lovely tea set, a colorful basket of fresh fruits, a loaf of delicious smelling fresh baked bread, and a decanter of wine.
Puzzled as to where I am and why I am here, I place a few strawberries on a plate and sit in a comfortable chaise. Zavad sits in an adjacent high-back chair. Glancing around to my right, I see a large bookshelf, displaying a significant collection of various sized reading materials. It is a temptation for me to walk over and check out the possible storehouse of knowledge, but I hear Holy Spirit tell me that my purpose today is to “come up here…” Revelation 4:1, and write down what I see and hear. I feel a sense of immense expectation for what is about to take place.
Holy Spirit is tangibly here with me. An awesome peace penetrates the atmosphere in this room. I think of John 14:17 “The world cannot accept him, because it neither sees him nor knows him. But you know him for he lives with you and will be in you.”
I’m contemplating how I came to this office. I remember getting dressed in the morning to head to the store and buy some groceries. Zavad said he knows me well. I believe Papa God uses angels to cause detours or circumstances in our lives to get us where Papa God is calling us. I’m now convinced that Zavad has supernaturally taken me on detours in my life and this is again what is happening now.
Zavad walks over to a wall with large theater type curtains covering it. He opens the curtains to reveal a scene from Old Testament times. I am physically set into the time and place of this scene. I watch in awe as I see Leah, Judah’s mother, crying out and naming her fourth son Judah which means Praise.
The scene switches before me. Judah is now a grown man. He is standing with his twelve brothers before his father Jacob. Jacob tells the brothers to gather around so he can tell them what will happen in days to come. Holy Spirit reminds me that what Jacob was about to declare was not for the Old Testament times, but rather for the last days which began when Jesus was resurrected. I watch, seeing the spirit of prophecy coming on Jacob. He lays hands on each of his sons. When he gets to Judah, the tribe from which Jesus is going to come into the earth, he tells of the eternal symbols given to the New Covenant Church, the Tribe of Judah.
Holy Spirit reveals that Jacob, by the Spirit of God, was carried into the future to see the Lion of Judah opening the scroll. Jacob could never have seen this in the Old Covenant. It’s all about Jesus, the Lion of the Tribe of Judah, the New Covenant given by Grace! My spirit is fluttering with excitement and jubilation!
I’m being shown an incredible passage right out of Genesis 49. Continuing to watch, I see Jacob prophesying our Lord Jesus as the Lion, the Vine, the Scepter, the Ruler’s Staff. He prophesies Jesus on the donkey, His Robe, His Blood, His Victory.
I think about times when many of us desire to hear a personal word from God. We often long to have someone speak to us on behalf of our Papa God. But we, as New Covenant believers and as the Tribe of Judah, have already been prophesied over. How overwhelming is that? That which Jacob prophesied then, would manifest in the New Covenant Church, after the Day of Pentecost. We are living in that time! Glory!
Zavad recognizes the expression of awe on my face and closes the curtain. I have just experienced being escorted back by Jesus to an extraordinary time He wanted to share with me.
Scriptures are coming to my mind.
Acts 2:14-19 Then Peter stood up with the eleven, raised his voice and addressed the crowd: “Fellow Jews and all of you who live in Jerusalem, let me explain this to you; listen carefully to what I say. These people are not drunk, as you suppose. It’s only nine in the morning! No, this is what was spoken by the prophet Joel: In the last days, God says, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your young men will see visions, your old men will dream dreams. Even on my servants, both men and women, I will pour out my Spirit in those days, and they will prophesy. I will show wonders in the heavens above and signs on the earth below….
Isaiah 6:1 In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord, high and exalted, seated on a throne; and the train of his robe filled the temple.
Isaiah 61:10 I delight greatly in the Lord; my soul rejoices in my God. For He has clothed me with garments of salvation and arrayed me in a robe of His righteousness, as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest, and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.
Revelation 5:5 Then one of the elders said to me, “Do not weep! See, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has triumphed. He is able to open the scroll and its seven seals.
Revelation 5:9 And they sang a new song, saying: “You are worthy to take the scroll and to open its seals because You were slain, and with Your blood, You purchased for God persons from every tribe and language and people and nation.
I thank Papa God for an amazing detour this morning. Walking over to the cart, I pick up a glass of wine and a piece of bread. I commune with my Glorious Jesus, thanking Him for His shed blood. Because of the New Covenant established at the Cross, He and I are now together as one.
The strawberries are still on my plate, but I am filled to overflowing. Zavad gives me a nod of friendship, approaches the door, and leaves. What a morning to have been taken to a high place with Jesus where the gardens exude peace, the trees are reaching upwards in praise, the river sings as it flows continuously, the sky is revealing His faithfulness, and the mountains resound in singing.
I’m home again, but buying groceries can wait. This is a time of reflecting on the goodness of Papa God, the love of Jesus and the indwelling of Holy Spirit.
A postscript: I looked up the name Zavad. It’s Hebrew and means Present!