In a prophecy or dream that can be found here

http://www.elijahlist.com/words/display_word/5413

Julie Meyer describes a Jesus contrary to the Word of God. Emphasis are mine:

The Lord came to me and said, “I want you to meet My friends.” I was really excited thinking I was on a journey to meet Isaiah, Jeremiah, Peter, Zechariah, Moses. He took me by the hand, and we started flying around in the sky, kind of like a cartoon loop to loop. I was not scared even though I was extremely high above the ground and the earth. We were just flying around, and I could feel the breeze on my face. I could feel His hand holding my hand, and I was so high off of the ground and loved feeling the wind on my face. I was so aware that I was not afraid, just holding onto His hand.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[She does not tell us whether she was asleep or awake when this alleged event happened. Either way, it is astral projection. It sounds more like a plot from a vampire movie.]

All of a sudden, I saw His face change. He set His face intently to the earth and we started to head directly to the ground. I looked at Him, I looked at His face and I could see in His eyes and in His face a determination.

“…Therefore I have set My face like a flint…” (Isaiah 50:7).

I kept thinking we would surely not hit the ground, but I looked at His face and it was set. I felt this horrible dread come upon me, even though I was holding His hand.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[This horrible dread? Even though she was holding his hand? Please, think about that. Gods’ word says, “I have not given you a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.” “Perfect love casts out all fear.” IF you were holding the hand of Jesus would there be any fear? At this point she should have called out to the real Jesus.]

We were flying very fast in a head dive toward the ground and He did not look like He was going to turn around.

All of a sudden, we exploded right through the ground! I felt the pound on my head. It was like watching an action movie. I could hear the sound of the earth exploding around us, like the sound of standing right beside a rocket ship as it blasts off into space. It was deafening. We were traveling right through the earth, and the Lord’s face never turned to the left or the right; it was set–straight ahead.

I could see with my eyes every moment–coming near the earth, hitting the ground, and blasting right through it. I could see the earth, the rock, the water, a burning fire, and I could feel the very tearing and burning of my skin. I was really feeling the rock and earth tear into my skin, as if it was really happening to me. I could feel horrible pain in my dream.

We suddenly came to the other side and burst out through the earth. I stood there, and I looked down at my body–it was all torn, my skin was torn, and I could feel the pain of it–but it was not about me.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[What kind of Jesus would take you on a ride like that and then not even care that you were ripped and torn? —but it was not about me she reassures usSometimes when people say that, it really is about them. They just do not want to come out and admit it–they think it makes them look more spiritual or something.]

Jesus looked at me, right up in my face, eye to eye, and He said, “I want you to meet My friends.”

Redeemed Hippie>>>[Pay attention to these friends.]

I was crying because all of my body hurt. I was thinking that surely He would notice how badly I was hurt, and how badly my skin was wounded and torn, but He did not.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[If I, a mere human being can have compassion and mercy at this point, then why oh why would not Jesus? Would He not be at least comforting her at this point? Was his attitude one of  just toughen up, Julie. There are others worse off than you. This is the very same Jesus who kicks little old ladies in the face in the name of healing. This is the same Jesus that could care less about the infirmed who comes to him on stage to be healed by modern day faith healers–those who use the sick and infirmed among them to build their personal kingdoms.]

I looked around and saw that we were in a very crowded place. I had never been there before, but I knew it was India. It had a horrible smell, there were so many people everywhere, and I was following the Lord. He was not even looking at me. It was like He wanted me to feel the pain of the tear of my skin.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[She knew it was India? Sounds to me more like a vision of hell. She thinks she was following the Lord. If she had tested this from the beginning she may have saved herself a lot of pain and disillusions.  He wanted her to FEEL the pain and the tear of her skin? Where is this found in the word of God? Rather the truth is, “Come to me all you who are weary and I will bring you rest.” JMs’ experience was with a false Jesus.]

There were little children everywhere. There were beautiful young girls in cages, and Jesus was with each one of them. He would just stand there with them. The seemingly forgotten of the earth were those whom the Lord called His friends. I saw children lying on the ground with flies on their skin, and I saw them pass from this horrible life to the next and the minute they awakened in eternity, He was there, for each one, He was there. NOT ONE of them is forgotten in His eyes, not one of them.

The sadness of what I was seeing, along with the agonizing pain my body felt, left me crying and crying. The Lord came over to me and got right up in my face and I thought it would be about me, I thought He would notice my pain at that moment, but He said, “Until your heart is torn and ripped like your flesh is now, you do not know My friends.” It was absolutely more then I could take in.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[She describes a callous non-feeling Jesus who did not care one bit about her suffering. I imagine it was more than she could take in. This Jesus telling her, Until your heart is torn and ripped like your flesh is now, you do not know My friends, one would take this to mean that one would have to have an experience like JM in order to know who Jesus friends’ are. The Word of God says this about friendship: You are My friends if you do what I command: John 15:14… But thou, Israel, art my servant, Jacob whom I have chosen, the seed of Abraham my friend: Isaiah 41:8… And the scripture was fulfilled which saith, Abraham believed God, and it was imputed unto him for righteousness: and he was called the Friend of God: James 2:23.]

I was right there watching children die, mothers taking their last breath, disease spreading, and young girls being sold, and He kept saying, “Until your heart is torn and ripped like your flesh is now, you do not know My friends. You do not know Me.”

Redeemed Hippie>>>[Even if this place was India, are we to believe that everyone who dies there is going to heaven? She is leading us to believe so.]

Then when I sunk into a heap of tears, to my surprise, He got right into my face, eye to eye, and said in a low whisper, “It is time to dance.” He said it like it was His secret weapon, the dance…

Redeemed Hippie>>>[For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds. 2 Corinthians 10:4… Wisdom is better than weapons of war… Ecclesiastes 9:18. If wisdom is better than weapons of war, would it not make sense that dancing as a weapon of war, is nowhere in the picture? If you and Jesus were in the midst of that kind of suffering, would not your heart be burdened to pray? But instead, this Jesus says it is time to dance. This Jesus is soulish, sensual, fleshly. This Jesus is from the pit of hell.]

He started doing this dance with His feet, like a stomping. Those perfect feet that revealed the very scars of death and life were dancing this rhythmic, tribal stomp–the feet of the Lord who stomps out injustice. It was the most powerful dance and stomp I have ever witnessed. To watch the Lord himself, with the scars of passion dance upon the injustice of His friends. He said it again, “Until your heart is torn and ripped in two, you do not know My friends. You do not know Me.”

Redeemd Hippie>>>[Tribal stomp? Tribal– like in God telling you to get more tattooes AFTER you come to him? Tribal–like in telling you it is ok to get piercings when the Word of God says no? Tribal–like in dancing to create a mind altaring experience? Dance upon the injustice?]

Then Jesus grabbed my hand, and we headed straight through the center of the earth and again, I felt the horrible pain of my skin and flesh ripping and tearing right off my bones and that thunderous sound as we were blasting right through the earth. Suddenly, we were standing in a doctor’s office, like a clinic. My first thought was of myself and how much pain I was in. I felt as if I had no skin on my bones, like it had all been ripped off. He said again, “I want you to meet My friends.”

Redeemed Hippie>>>[This truly sounds like something out of a horror movie. What follows, even more so.]

I looked around, and I saw a trash can filled with babies. I could see heads and hands and tiny feet. Babies filled trash can after trash can. Some were still alive and moving, their skin was burned, some of their heads were crushed, some were completely whole, their eyes wide open and starring. I felt as if I was in shock. The Lord looked right up into my eyes with His eyes and He said, “Until your heart is ripped and torn like your flesh, you do not know My friends. These are My friends.” I was standing there as another baby was thrown by his leg into the trash can, a whole baby. I could feel the very thoughts of the Lord.

“Oh the silent of the earth, the seemingly forgotten ones. YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN! YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN! YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN!”

The babies were silent in that room on earth, but they had a voice that has the ear of the Father, God Almighty!

Their screams never cease throughout the corridors of eternity. They are crying out, day and night and night and day , and they HAVE THE ATTENTION OF HEAVEN. THEY HAVE THE ATTENTION, THE EAR, OF GOD ALMIGHTY. I started screaming out, “YOU DO THIS NOT IN VAIN, LOU! YOU DO THIS NOT IN VAIN, LOU ENGLE! YOU DO THIS NOT IN VAIN, LOU!”

I could see through the Hall of eternity that Heaven knows the very name of Lou Engle. Lou knows the friends of the Lord.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[Lou Engle must be somebody very important in heaven. But no. God is a respector of no one– Then Peter opened his mouth, and said, Of a truth I perceive that God is no respecter of persons. Acts 10:34]

I could hear the continual cry of the babies throughout the corridors of Heaven, the seemingly silent of the earth, the forgotten of the earth, but they have the ear of the Father, and they are day and night and night and day, crying out for justice on the strong of the earth, crying out for justice on the very ones that took their lives.
But…in eternity THEY HAVE A VOICE!!! Day and night and night and day…crying out for justice on the seemingly strong of the earth…and THEY have their FATHER’S EAR! And again, the Lord looked straight into my eyes and said, “Until your heart is ripped and torn like your flesh is now, you do not know my friends, you do not know Me.”

I stood there sobbing and sobbing, and then He got right in my face again, right up close to my eyes, and said in a low whisper, “It’s time to dance.” He started that “New Dance” with those perfect feet that tread the high places of the earth, now those feet were dancing and stomping, right in the middle of this abortion clinic.

It was so powerful. It was always at the time when I was the most broken and the most undone that He would say, “It is time to dance. It’s time to war, to dance is to war.” He would stomp, with this new rhythm, this stomp with His feet. It was not the two-step, it was the Judge stomping out injustice, with His very own feet! He said, “Just wait until the earth joins Me in this dance.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[Therefore at that time, when all the people heard the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut, psaltery, and all kinds of musick, all the people, the nations, and the languages, fell down and worshipped the golden image that Nebuchadnezzar the king had set up. Daniel 3:7]

Few have joined Me, and I am extending the invitation, but you can only dance when your heart is the most torn and broken.”

Redeemed Hippie>>>[No where in scripture is this found. So this is a lie. It is setting up an illusion. One of only the most spiritual will be dancing as their hearts have been broken.]

Then He came up to me again and said,”I want you to meet some of My friends.” And right through the earth we went, yet again. I could barely stand. My heart was broken. My skin was torn. I looked down and it looked as if a bomb had exploded right next to me. We were walking down a very, very busy street. He was ahead of me and I was in so much pain, I wanted Him to walk slower, but it was not about me. He wanted me to feel the pain, because He wanted my heart to KNOW the pain, embrace it, and take it as my own.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[This Jesus is not a merciful Jesus. This Jesus did not care about her pain or her ripped and torn flesh. This is not the suffering that we re taught in the Bible. 1 Peter 5:7… casting all your care upon Him for He cares for you.]

He waited for me to walk right beside him. This place I knew was Israel. At different times I would see Him tip His head at someone, as if to say,”Hello” or “Shalom.” He did not speak, He only tipped His head. He would catch their eye, and then tip His head back, and I would look at the person He was tipping His head to, and I saw their eyes bulge. I looked inside of them and I could see a light go on. I could see Jesus, with just a glance, open the eyes of their heart, and they could literally SEE Him as Jesus, the Messiah. I could see on the inside of them, as we walked down this path in Jerusalem, that all of a sudden the eyes of their heart were opened, and a small flame started to burn on the inside of them.

Some of the people He tipped his head to I knew had great authority, heads in the Jewish community–rabbis. I could literally see in a glance the Lord opening up their eyes; I could see the Lord appearing. He was appearing to some of the top rabbis in the land, and just with a glance and a nod, a flame of revelation started to burn on the depths of the inside, in a second the eyes of their hearts were opened.

“For the LORD will rebuild Zion and appear in His glory” (Psalm 102:16).

Redeemed Hippie>>>[I have a real problem with everyone now days saying “Jesus is here” and “I saw Jesus” and “thousands are seeing Jesus.” The Word of God says He is sitting on the right hand of God interceding on our behalf. It also says when He returns EVERY eye shall see Him.]

We followed these Rabbis up to their rooms, as they went up into the upper rooms of their houses. I watched these Rabbis fall on their knees and cry out, “This Changes EVERYTHING. This changes EVERYTHING!” I saw the Lord go over and blow on that tiny ember of revelation on the inside, and little by little, it started to burn like an unquenchable fire. I could see this small flame of revelation become like “fire shut up in their bones.” I saw that this fire would continue to burn until the appointed day would come when these Rabbi’s could hold it in no longer and they would shout it from the top of the mountains, “Yeshua is Messiah…YESHUA IS MESSIAH!” I thought about how we pray for this in our little prayer meetings from Kansas City, that Jesus would appear in His Glory. He really, really is.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[Then if anyone says to you, ‘Look, here is the Christ!’ or ‘There!’ do not believe it. For false christs and false prophets will rise and show great signs and wonders to deceive, if possible, even the elect. See, I have told you beforehand. Matthew 24:23-25]

I looked over, and this was the first time I saw the face of Jesus.

Redeemed Hippie>>>[She says this is the first time she sees his face. She contradicts herself here. Above she says their eyes meet ye to eye.]

He had tears running down His cheeks, and I could hear Him saying, “Oh Jerusalem, Oh Jerusalem.” I could feel in my heart the passion and the love that He had for Israel. And I could feel the hurt of a lover when no love is given in return. He looked at me, yet again, and said, “Until your heart is ripped and torn, just like your skin is now, you do not know My friends. You do not know Me.”

I could feel deep in my being the depths of love that He had for Israel–like Jacob loved Rachel, like Elkanah loved Hannah, yet His passion extended far beyond natural love. I was yet again crying and crying, and the salt of my tears stung the wounds of my flesh, yet I could not stop crying. Right when I thought I could take no more, and I had fallen to a crumpled heap on the floor, He said in a low whisper, “It is time to dance.”

All of a sudden, we were right in front of the Wailing Wall, and He started again, this stomping, this rhythm, this dance with those perfect feet, like none I have ever seen. It was always at the point where I felt the most brokenness and grief that He would say, “It is time to dance.” I could feel the presence of power, and I could feel the power of this dance, dancing upon injustice. Oh, what a sight to see when the Son of God and His perfect feet come spinning around and dancing on injustice! Jesus kept saying, “It’s time to dance. It’s time to dance.”

There is a new dance coming, that will simply come out of our worship and our hearts breaking for the poor of the earth, for the seemingly forgotten, for the ones the Lord calls His friends. Just when our hearts are the most broken, THAT is when it is time to dance. Oh, what a sight to see when the King of Kings, the Judge of the earth and His perfect feet that show the scars of passion, begin to dance and stomp out injustice. It is a literal dance. It is a literal stomp!

It is time to dance. I knew this in my dream as we were walking down the streets of Jerusalem, right up to the wall where He started His dance. I knew that He was revealing Himself to very key people in the Jewish community, very high rabbis in the Jewish community even in the middle of the dance. I saw their eyes bulge. I could look inside of them and see their hearts begin to pound. I could see the Lord put inside of them “a knowing” that He and He alone was the Messiah. The day is coming, in the timing of the Lord, when He will stir up the hearts of the top appointed rabbis, and they will explode on the inside and run to the highest places in Jerusalem, shouting to all Jerusalem, “Yeshua is the Messiah. Yeshua IS MESSIAH!”

Blessed Is He who comes in the Name of the Lord. Right now, they are hiding it and asking themselves if it really happenened. An appointed time has already been set, and in these days ahead, He is appearing and opening up the eyes of men’s hearts, and then He will come and set their very bones on fire. I could see these rabbis exploding with the word of the Lord, proclaiming His appearing. It is happening. It is set for an appointed time. It is happening today.

“But if I say, ‘I will not mention Him or speak any more in His name,’ His word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones” (Jeremiah 20:9).

Then yet again, He said, “Until your heart is torn and ripped in two, just like your flesh is, you do not know My friends.”

Redeemed Hippie>>>[Is it really so important to know his friends? The Word of God tells us: For I determined not to know anything among you except Jesus Christ and Him crucified. 1 Corinthians 2:2.

Now by this we know that we know Him, if we keep His commandments. 1 John 2:3.

I concur that Julie Meyers’ Jesus was a liar and a false one.]

It is time to dance!

Julie Meyer
Worship Leader, International House of Prayer
Kansas City, MO

Redeemed Hippie>>>[We are told that Satan comes as an angel of light. So now, I ask that you go back and read HER words one last time. When you do, instead of seeing Jesus, look at it in the light that she is speaking about Lucifer. Then decide if you really believe this is the Jesus you know.]

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