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When The Eagles Gather In Midair: A Teaching On The Rapture, Part 4
In this last section I will include some quotes from a prominent vision given to Anna Rountree. The eagle features prominently as first and foremost representing the Lord Jesus Christ Himself, who once told the Jews after their sojourn in the desert, "I bore you on Eagle's wings, and brought you to Myself." But this vision also compares His people to eagles, especially those involved in the prophetic. The reason is because the eagle has exceptionally good eyesight and can see for many miles in advance of himself when storms are approaching, or when there's food in the water below or in a field.
It also touches on how much of what is going on in "prophetic" ministry these days is just copycat behavior with everyone parroting after each other rather than hearing from the Lord themselves, but the part I wanted to cite was at the very end. Those who draw especially close to the Lord Jesus Christ will not do so eating "carrion" or spiritually dead revelation. They will do so because they learned to receive fresh revelation from the Spirit of God, spiritual food that has the true life of God in it.
Thank you for reading this short series of studies,
Hidden in Him
The White Eagle
Suddenly the wings of a large bird passed over me. The spirits to whom I was speaking looked up and rose to their feet immediately. I too looked up and saw a large, totally white Eagle. He was powerful, fierce, and majestic in flight. I had never heard of a completely white eagle. “Stretch out your hands,” He said as He began His descent. The spirits bowed toward the Eagle. I did not know what to do but to stretch out my hands. The Eagle, as large as I, backed into me so that His eyes and beak were where my face was. Then just as quickly He was before me again, with His eyes piercing into mine.
I gasped. Just as quickly, the Eagle changed into the Lord. He said, “This is so you may know that ‘the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.” Then He became the white Eagle again. “Come,” He said. I put my arms around His neck, and we flew upward. I did not even think to say good-bye to the spirits who were wrapping the spools. As I lay down with my arms around His neck and my head near the back of His head, I could feel the motion of flying beneath me. His feathers were snowy, and His scent made me want to bury my face deep within His feathers. Beneath the white feathers the great Eagle’s skin looked like pure gold.
His Nest
We came quickly to an outcropping of rock near the top of a mountain. An eagle’s nest was positioned on this rocky thrust. The nest was large, perhaps five feet across, and made of strong tree branches. I climbed from His back and stepped down onto small, downy feathers within the nest. The white Eagle perched on the nest’s rim.
We were on earth. The view of the circling mountain range and valley below was breathtaking, but I did not know where we were. The air was clean there, and the view from such a high ledge was sweeping in its expanse. The mountains and the valleys were lush and green. There were passing clouds and shadows from the slant of the sun. Beautiful—but it was not Paradise. As I viewed the surrounding mountain range, a string of very large paper dolls floated by. The great Eagle spoke, “So much of what is happening now in the body of Christ is like paper dolls—one copying the other.” The paper dolls disappeared, and an eagle of pure gold flew by. “I am looking for an eagle of gold, Anna—rare beyond measure.” As He spoke, power like a surge of electricity ran all over the eagle of gold. It became pure white, like the great white Eagle. “The golden eagle becomes like Me,” He said. Then a line of large, paper, cut-out eagles floated across the mountain range. They were hooked together as the floating paper dolls had been.
The White Eagle’s Invitation
He continued, “There are many eagles, for I am generous with the gift of the Holy Spirit.’ But, Anna, I am giving you an invitation to become an eagle of gold.” Suddenly I saw a rocket blast off from the earth and shoot into heaven. The great Eagle continued, “The golden eagle’s nest is in heaven. The golden eagle does not even eat earthly food. It feeds above. The paper doll eagles catch fish, kill snakes, chase rabbits; but the eagle of gold breathes the ether above. It does not seek after or eat carrion. The golden eagle eats from the hand of God until it looks and smells and is like Me—pure white. There are many that look like Me, but you must eat from the hand of God to be like Me.”
His eyes were aflame now. “Will you fly with Me, Anna, over streets of gold? Will you fly with Me over lakes so clear that the bottom is as the top? Leave the snakes, the bugs, the rabbits running rabbit trails. Come with Me and feed from the hand of God.” (The Heavens Opened, P.45-47)
In this last section I will include some quotes from a prominent vision given to Anna Rountree. The eagle features prominently as first and foremost representing the Lord Jesus Christ Himself, who once told the Jews after their sojourn in the desert, "I bore you on Eagle's wings, and brought you to Myself." But this vision also compares His people to eagles, especially those involved in the prophetic. The reason is because the eagle has exceptionally good eyesight and can see for many miles in advance of himself when storms are approaching, or when there's food in the water below or in a field.
It also touches on how much of what is going on in "prophetic" ministry these days is just copycat behavior with everyone parroting after each other rather than hearing from the Lord themselves, but the part I wanted to cite was at the very end. Those who draw especially close to the Lord Jesus Christ will not do so eating "carrion" or spiritually dead revelation. They will do so because they learned to receive fresh revelation from the Spirit of God, spiritual food that has the true life of God in it.
Thank you for reading this short series of studies,
Hidden in Him
The White Eagle
Suddenly the wings of a large bird passed over me. The spirits to whom I was speaking looked up and rose to their feet immediately. I too looked up and saw a large, totally white Eagle. He was powerful, fierce, and majestic in flight. I had never heard of a completely white eagle. “Stretch out your hands,” He said as He began His descent. The spirits bowed toward the Eagle. I did not know what to do but to stretch out my hands. The Eagle, as large as I, backed into me so that His eyes and beak were where my face was. Then just as quickly He was before me again, with His eyes piercing into mine.
I gasped. Just as quickly, the Eagle changed into the Lord. He said, “This is so you may know that ‘the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.” Then He became the white Eagle again. “Come,” He said. I put my arms around His neck, and we flew upward. I did not even think to say good-bye to the spirits who were wrapping the spools. As I lay down with my arms around His neck and my head near the back of His head, I could feel the motion of flying beneath me. His feathers were snowy, and His scent made me want to bury my face deep within His feathers. Beneath the white feathers the great Eagle’s skin looked like pure gold.
His Nest
We came quickly to an outcropping of rock near the top of a mountain. An eagle’s nest was positioned on this rocky thrust. The nest was large, perhaps five feet across, and made of strong tree branches. I climbed from His back and stepped down onto small, downy feathers within the nest. The white Eagle perched on the nest’s rim.
We were on earth. The view of the circling mountain range and valley below was breathtaking, but I did not know where we were. The air was clean there, and the view from such a high ledge was sweeping in its expanse. The mountains and the valleys were lush and green. There were passing clouds and shadows from the slant of the sun. Beautiful—but it was not Paradise. As I viewed the surrounding mountain range, a string of very large paper dolls floated by. The great Eagle spoke, “So much of what is happening now in the body of Christ is like paper dolls—one copying the other.” The paper dolls disappeared, and an eagle of pure gold flew by. “I am looking for an eagle of gold, Anna—rare beyond measure.” As He spoke, power like a surge of electricity ran all over the eagle of gold. It became pure white, like the great white Eagle. “The golden eagle becomes like Me,” He said. Then a line of large, paper, cut-out eagles floated across the mountain range. They were hooked together as the floating paper dolls had been.
The White Eagle’s Invitation
He continued, “There are many eagles, for I am generous with the gift of the Holy Spirit.’ But, Anna, I am giving you an invitation to become an eagle of gold.” Suddenly I saw a rocket blast off from the earth and shoot into heaven. The great Eagle continued, “The golden eagle’s nest is in heaven. The golden eagle does not even eat earthly food. It feeds above. The paper doll eagles catch fish, kill snakes, chase rabbits; but the eagle of gold breathes the ether above. It does not seek after or eat carrion. The golden eagle eats from the hand of God until it looks and smells and is like Me—pure white. There are many that look like Me, but you must eat from the hand of God to be like Me.”
His eyes were aflame now. “Will you fly with Me, Anna, over streets of gold? Will you fly with Me over lakes so clear that the bottom is as the top? Leave the snakes, the bugs, the rabbits running rabbit trails. Come with Me and feed from the hand of God.” (The Heavens Opened, P.45-47)
