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Rated: E · Other · Spiritual · #1529034
Sylvia dances before the Lord at IHOP dressed in royal purple and shimmering gold.
God speaks to me in visions at times when I am worshipping, this time at church. He shows me things through the storyline in the novel I am writing:
 Alien Bond: Spring of Life Open in new Window. (13+)
Evil is destroyed through peace and unconditional love. A lesson at hand.
#794265 by Beth Barnett Author IconMail Icon


Background information on this vision: Sylvia is a prophetess of God from another world and had not long before this revealed this truth to our world. She is the only one of her kind, except one of her sisters, who are on Earth at this time. Her skin color is reddish brown, but more red than brown.

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Sylvia was at the altar, which was between the front row of pews, at the International House of Prayer in Kansas City. There was live worship music and those praying for other people. There were those lying on the floor and others lifting up their hands. There were people who were crippled and those who were well.

She was wearing a royal purple silk dress with long sleeves that hung down loosely, then gathered at her wrist with a small band of elastic. Golden lace hung at the end of the sleeves and covered her hands down to her fingers. The golden lace also fringed the bottom hem of the dress, which hung loosely at her ankles. She had a sheer golden scarf over her bare shoulders that covered her back and the back of the dress, down past her waist, which was also decorated with a belt of golden lace. She lifted her green eyes up, then started dancing. She took the scare and waved it through the air and moved to the music, and she was lost in time, in the moment. The gold and purple shimmered as she danced. The music faded, but she kept dancing, waving her golden scarf in the air like a flag and twirling the skirt of her dress about in the air. Her white hair was piled loosely on the top of her head, then fell about her shoulders as she was dancing and flowed with her to the sway of a familiar rhythm that she hadn't heard in a long time.
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