"As you pray for others, My angels and ministering spirits take action. Call on the keys for all that these dear ones need and I will come through for them, and they will feel the results of your prayers."

Prayer

First Published May 1975

The prayers are so beautiful, like incense ascending up to the Father. The column of smoke, beautiful, beautiful smoke! It flows like a river, straight up it goes, just like a river.

She flows just like a woman, sends up on high, must be angels, like a stream of angels! They flow, they fluctuate, they undulate. She's so beautiful, she's just like smoke or vapour. she flows like a mother, she gives, she pleads, she surrenders, she goes, she goes and she goes.

Oh, prayer is so beautiful! Those prayers are so beautiful! they're like angels, like maidens fair, that flow intertwined just like they're dancing! They're always rising, rising, floating, up, up, up, up they take my prayers and offer them as offerings unto God.

Beautiful angels all flowing up like beautiful women, men too, just like the smoke of a sacrifice and burnt offering to Him. I burned my heart and I poured out my soul unto Jesus, and the smoke thereof rises and there is a sweet vapour, as a sweet-smelling savour rise the prayers of the saints in the House of the Lord.

He likes to smell our prayers like the fragrance of flowers, He takes a deep breath. Jesus smells our prayers like we like to smell flowers. Oh, He likes it so much, so beautiful! He inhales them all! He just breathes them right in--they're like His breath!

A whole lot of them going up: they're holding up the whole roof of the temple! All you have to do is look and see, all those beautiful colours that support the whole roof of the temple!

Listen! You hear the music? They're clapping! Can you hear them? Singing and dancing, so pretty! I wish they could draw them.--Why can't they see them? I don't understand.

The whole temple is dancing! The pillars are dancing, the people are dancing and singing, you hear them? The birds are dancing, can you see them?--So pretty! They clap their hands for joy! They shout to all the people and they sing unto God! Oh thank you Jesus, for that beautiful, beautiful, beautiful picture! It's so beautiful! In all my life there is nothing so pretty!

Everything jumps in tune, flows in rhythm, everything, the whole building's dancing! Goes up, up, up--flows up all the time. Everything's going up. So pretty! There's just nothing prettier in this whole world than those beautiful spirits, just like beautiful women, so beautiful!--And the men are so powerful!

There's a big shout of rejoicing about something, a really, really big praise meeting! Everybody's happy, jumping up and down and dancing and whirling and singing and praising the lord!

(Maria: What are they praising about?) It's finished! It's all done, It's the victory! There must be a victory. Praising God for answering prayer. Thank you for letting me see it, Jesus! Our prayers have been answered!

The smoke rises, flows, just like a beautiful stream. It revolves around and around while it goes up. Jesus takes a deep breath and it smells so good like flowers, like incense. It's just like smoke, real pretty smoke of the incense of the sacrifice and the offerings that rise to God, like our prayers.

It's our prayers! We burn, we consume, we pour out our heart and it pours up to Him. But we have to burn and be consumed to give up that beautiful smoke and sweet fragrance.

I'm all empty like a bottle that's all poured out, but He keeps filling me up again. Thank you Jesus! I have to pour out so He can fill me up again. I poured out so much, I got so empty, then I just sit here real quiet and He fills me up again.

Are you a bottle of sweet prayers to Jesus? Are you overflowing with His love?

David Berg

Edited by Almondtree Productions