Littlestone and Uri remained at the Brook. Quietly listening to the song it sang to it’s Creator. Uri was writing down all that she saw…. What was amazing to her was seeing her writing of all that had happened in her room…..Everything was written but the dream she awoke from.
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The second she had drifted off to sleep. Holy Spirit showed herself riding her stallion, Prince. They were riding through a valley with a range of mountains before her. Her King presented Himself before her….. His face just out reach to see, but He was there. She knew His voice.
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Uri was sitting down at the desk. His Ancient Book was dancing with yellow illumination of the words He wanted her to eat . She peeked into the page as the words were seemingly alive. She looked at the heading of the yellow highlight: John 15: “I am the true vine, and
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Littlestone was riding with Uri. They were galloping across the field. Laughing, they jumped off their mounts to let them drink from the brook… The brook of life….. Uri was asking how to know if she was abiding in her King…. Abiding in the word of God. Littlestone looked to
Littlesone had been sitting at the brook. He was mesmerized at the continuous sound of the water rolling down. The singing of the water to their Creator was beautiful to him. He had been up before dawn. He mounted Aaliyah to ride up to His Hill Of Meeting. He brought
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