Hello, Brothers and Sisters and Heartdwellers family. The next few messages are chronicles of the amazing heavenly trips Jesus has graced me to have that are available for anyone who wants to take a trip. Since the passing of Mother Magdalene, my mind has really been on Heaven. This particular morning I went outside to worship. I clicked shuffle on my playlist and just as the song began my internet connection cut off which then takes my playlist to offline mode automatically playing something at random. A song called “Transported” by Kimberly and Alberto Rivera began to play. Usually, I would go to my own offline playlist and play those songs. But the song was so enchanting and drawing. I contemplated the meaning of “Transported” and thought maybe the Lord wants to transport me to him.
With Heaven again on my mind, I had a deep longing to see Jesus’ face and imagine Him with me. He has been so close. So I closed my eyes and just fell into the music.
Immediately I envisioned the most beautiful valley. The colors, the life were so amazing. I saw small little houses, trees, and beautiful birds flying in the sky and it was as if I was on a hill with a cliff looking down at the valley. it was breathtakingly beautiful. I immediately thought to myself, wait I think this is Heaven. Then I was seeing the aerial view and noticed I was now moving. As I realized I was on a cloud and Jesus was right next to me, He smiled, and his face is to die for. I have been contemplating His face lately and his love in every glance, every crease around his mouth when he smiles, his eyes that are so captivating, his brow and nose so perfect. I can’t see him crystally clear, but it seems the more I contemplate his face it becomes more real to me in every way. So we were flying in the air over the beautiful valley like the Disney movie Aladdin, on a carpet ride with Jesus but on a cloud instead.
We went higher and higher above the valley. People began to come out of their houses and wave at us and I waved backed and smiled in awe. Then a flock of birds flew near us, encircling us fluttering with so much excitement and love, and continued to go on. I then saw a flock of pterodactyls flying and they actually stopped midair to bow down before Jesus and me—and kept flying on. I was still staring in amazement when I was startled by a nudge on my right arm thinking, what could that be touching me in the sky? I looked next to me, and it was an eagle flying next to us but had nudged me with its head. I immediately knew it was my eagle. It was all white and I could feel the love it had for me radiating from it. He then tucked himself under my arm and I put him on my lap. It was like another universe altogether—because it was.
Then the cloud made a deep and sharp turn which tickled my stomach. Jesus laughed and I held on to him even tighter as we turned and flew away. As we were leaving the valley I saw a mountain before us and a huge waterfall. It was so breathtaking—it was a mountain with a lagoon. As we came close to the waterfall we began to descend and landed right into the lagoon which the waterfall fell into. The place was a beautiful forest with a lagoon and as we landed I saw a wooden door next to the waterfall with vines. The vines separated on their own and the door opened and out came Magdalene. She was beautiful so much younger maybe in her late 20’s or early thirties, her hair was long, dark brown, and curled at the ends. She had a white flowing gown on that glittered and shimmered when she walked, with a golden crown. She ran out to me and said, “Mother!”, so excited. Startled, she ran to me and hugged me tightly still giving the best motherly hugs as I screamed in excitement. She then came alongside Jesus holding his left arm as I held his right arm. She beckoned us into the cottage. I then poked my head out wanting to ask her if she could reveal herself to her sister Deborah who lives in the community with us and still hasn’t had a visitation from her. Before I could ask her, Jesus looked at me and responded without my saying a word and said, “She will, but she needs to have faith.”
As we were about to walk through the door I realized my eagle was still around. I put my hand out and he came, with his head bowed down coyly and I sensed I needed to name him. Jesus nodded and smiled as if to affirm that. I thought to myself, “Hmm Abnar? No, no.” Then I thought, “Bob?” The eagle looked at me with a confused looked and turned his lip as if to say he didn’t like that. I realized he could hear my thoughts—they all could, and we all burst out laughing. I then said out loud, “Boshar?” And he flew around in excitement and made a heart as if to say he liked that name and then flew away.
When we entered Magdalene’s home, it was so cozy and cute, like a little hobbit hermitage. We sat down at her wooden table which overlooked the other side of the mountain where this waterfall was. She sat across from Jesus and me holding both of my hands in excitement, looking at me just smiling. Her eyes were so piercing it was as if she could see into my soul, so clear, so pure, and so full of love. I had many thoughts in my mind, wondering why she wasn’t wearing her habit and also if this was her place. She, immediately knowing my thoughts said, “I have more than one place in Heaven. This is my humble abode where I go to get away and create,” as she raised her hand up in a gesture as if to say voila! She has such an eccentric personality! Then she said, “All souls here have heavenly uniforms and heavenly garments as well. Just as our Queen has many robes, we have heavenly garments, and we wear them at different times”. And I thought, Ooh, I understand now.
She then said to me, “Tell my son Lamont that I love him so much and I’m so close to him”. I then had a vision of her sitting next to his bed as he sleeps, and she was in her habit praying a Divine Mercy for him. Then in the morning she would come and kiss him on his forehead. She continued smiling tenderly, “I do that every day for him, so if he feels a presence or a breath on his face it is me touching in. Tell him that he has to make some changes in his life, and some changes in his life are coming”. Then she said to tell Leo, who is a brother here in the community and was really close to her, to not be so hard on himself that the Lord loves him so much he can’t imagine, as she shook my hands in excitement. I then looked at Jesus who was smiling at us both, enjoying our conversations. She continued on to tell me about Father Ezekiel’s Mother and said, “She is so lovely”, and she sees where Papa gets his sense of humor from because she is so funny. And “Mother Clare’s mother, Ms. Linda, is just wonderful, just wonderful”, she said. Just then I opened my eyes, came back to myself, and looked down on my phone—the length of the song was 7:11 which is Mother Clare’s mother’s birthday. Ms. Linda always gives that number to touch in with us, as if to say, “I am here” and when I see that I always ask her to pray for us. I thought, wow, what a confirmation! I immediately closed my eyes, and I was right back.
Then her eyes got really big, and she opened her mouth looking at Jesus— I was then infused with the thought that they wanted to take me to Heartdwellers lane in Heaven. I looked at Jesus with joy and wonder and He said, “Would you like to see Heartdwellers lane?” I said yes! Now the song was ending, and I found myself drifting back to earth wondering, well maybe this will be for another day. As I came back to myself I felt yet pulled back to using my sanctified imagination feeling Holy Spirit say, “We’re not done yet”.
So I decided to put the song on repeat and go back. I was right back where I left off, Jesus said, “Alrighty, girls, let’s go!”
So we left Magdalene’s humble abode and stepped out again to the beautiful lagoon. I then saw three horses ride up, they were all white and beautiful. Magdalene petted one with familiarity and I knew it was her horse. Jesus beckoned me to get on and we all hopped on the horses. I then called for Boshar, and there he was flying around with excitement ready to go with us. The horses began to gallop steadily as we held their hair, and they were going fast. Usually, I would be so frightened on earth, but in heaven, it’s like I had been riding a horse for years and it was with such ease and so much fun!
We galloped just a few feet then the horses began to turn in unison and then go up into the sky. That startled me as I clung to my horse tighter and Jesus snickered again. The horses had wings and we began to fly. Amazing! We went back over the beautiful valley as I saw people and children waving excitedly to us. I then began to see a big city, and I knew it was the New Jerusalem. The gates were beautiful, big, and the streets of gold were shining from where we were. I thought to myself wow, Heartdwellers Lane is not just in Heaven, but we have been planted in the city of the New Jerusalem what an honor. As we got closer we flew over one of the gates and I saw Papa Pio. He was there waiting for us, waving his hands, jumping in excitement at our coming. All the angles that surrounded that side of the wall and gate bowed before us as we entered in. We landed and Papa Pio came running like a father and hugged me, kissing my forehead saying, “Welcome my daughter!” I hugged him tightly as I said, “Papa Pio!” I then saw the three children I had met in my previous heaven trip a few months earlier. It was Christopher, Ashly, and Annette. When I came the last time Annette asked Jesus if I would come back. He told her that I needed faith, so she asked to pray for me by putting her hands on my chest and saying the most sincere prayer for me to come back to Heaven. Now they were all present as they all hugged me excitedly and Annette said, “Finally I knew you would come back!” as we laughed.
Jesus and Magdalene stood smiling at me and the children. I then noticed how busy the place was. Everyone was bustling and working hurriedly but in much tranquility. We landed in an area with many stores. Many waved through store windows and those working waved as they said, “Hello, Mother Elisha”. That startled me, they all knew me, but I wasn’t sure who everyone was. I then saw a store to our left called “Luke, The Physician, But Not the Great Physician.” I kind of giggled when I saw that, thinking this guy has a sense of humor. Then out walked the Apostle St. Luke to come and greet us. He shook my hand and smiled knowing I was laughing interiorly about the sign.
As we continued to walk I then saw a courthouse with beautiful landscape and cut garden before it. I thought to myself, wow, there is a courthouse in the city, and I was infused with the knowledge that this is where they hold city council meetings. Hmm very interesting. Once we got to Heartdwellers Lane, the sign was made of gold, but it had a cutout heart shape in the sign. When we passed the sign a bunch of hearts popped up in the air like bubbles and popped. I smiled thinking, So cool. I then walked back and forth in front of the sign just to see and hear the sound of the bubble hearts. Jesus, Magdalene, and Papa Pio patiently smiled and laughed as I did that.
Then a couple of texts on my phone came in rapidly and I was pulled back to earth. I thought, well maybe that’s it for now and we can continue tomorrow. I looked at the time and it had been almost an hour but again, I felt pulled right back in by Holy Spirit to go back and not get distracted. So I went back. I then saw Jesus smiling at me and saying, “There she is, she is back,” as they all laughed. We began to walk down the street and the first thing on to my right was a chapel. It was very simple looking on the outside. We didn’t go in, but I could see the inside with the eyes of my heart without even going
in. It was beautiful! I sensed that each Heartdwellers priest had their own custom altar whenever they performed the Lord’s Supper there. I saw some citizens of heaven and the angels on a high-rise preparing for choir practice. They waved at me. All of this I saw in the eyes of my heart without going inside. It was as if everything was transparent—I mean everything, nothing was hidden. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around and it was St. Francis. I opened my mouth in excitement and hugged him. He still had his habit and tonsure and his features I could see clearly. He had a sharp nose and large ears. His eyes, too, were so piercing. I realized everyone in heaven had those eyes. My goodness, it’s as if they could see through your soul because I think they can. But it’s so full of love it makes you melt with every look and every hug.
We began to walk down Heartdwellers lane and near the chapel was a community house or convent with sisters in it. St. Therese popped her head out and said, “Sister!”, running towards me and she hugged me. All the others sisters in the convent waved out of the various windows saying, Hi Mother Elisha. I then began to think of what Magdalene said, that each soul has different garments, and I then had a knowing that St. Francis, Papa Pio, and St. Therese had thrones in heaven as kings and queens and looked much different when they were in their royal robes.
St. Therese walked back towards the convent and waved back to me going inside with the sisters. As we continued to walk I saw many children running down the street beelining straight towards us. When they got to us they surround us with laughter and hugs, pulling on Jesus, Magdalene, Papa Pio, and myself. I looked to the Lord as if to say, where did all the children come from? And he said, “These are all the children Heartdwellers have helped. They have been impacted by the ministry”.
There were so many children laughing, jumping, and waving. I sensed that further down there had to be a home or even community center on Heartdwellers lane for the children. I had a knowing that Heartdwellers lane was a really long street in New Jerusalem. The children continued to laugh and dance around us with giddiness then they began to run back down the street.
Then to my left, I saw two ladies walking and I immediately knew it was Ms. Betty, Mother Elizabeth’s mom who just passed a few months ago, and her sister Kathy who passed away last year. She looked just like Mother Elizabeth and had her ecstatic laughter with high rosy cheeks. I said, “Ms. Betty!” She quickly posed by kicking her leg out to the side and putting her hands up as Mother Elizabeth always does as I laughed. She laughed as well. She pointed to their home which was a big compound that they lived in together on the street. She and Ms. Kathy hugged me. Ms. Betty said, “Tell her we are rooting for her”, with excitement and they walked back to their home.
I came out of the experience again now in awe wondering if all of this was from the Lord, (oh ye of little faith). So I went to Bible Promises and I got “Seeking God”. I thought, hmm, Lord, I am with you. I asked again and got “Joy”. I immediately felt the Lord was saying there was still more and to come back. So I decided to seek him again and go back.
Then I saw a young girl running towards us down the street and she stopped right in front of me. Oh, she was beautiful and looked just like Ruth. I knew it was her daughter. She had her big smile and huge dimples. She had her hair in two long French braids, was about 12 or 13 years of age. She pulled my hand excitedly, pulling me away from the group. I began to walk hurriedly with her, and I looked back, and Jesus, Magdalene, and Papa Pio were all smiling as if to say, go ahead. So we ended up at a pretty, large, two-story house. On the patio steps were Ruth’s Mom, and Dad. There were smiling with excitement and little Jazmine stood in front of them as they held her shoulders. Her mom said, “I am so excited to meet you, Mother Elisha”. She hugged me with tears in her eyes and said, Thank you for taking care of our Ruth, thank you so much”. I said, “She is a handful”. They responded, “We know,” and laughed. Her dad too had tears in his eyes and said, “We made it here by the grace of God”. I hugged her Mother and nodded to what her Father said smiling and in awe at their great humility and meekness.
The Lord is so merciful because Ruth’s parents died when she was very young. Both of her parents had different addictions. She was raised by her aunt and at a young age found herself pregnant and had an abortion. Now I was meeting her beautiful daughter who grew up in heaven and her wonderful parents who have been healed, restored and made whole by the grace of God. Amazing! If you have family members who lived troubled lives and passed away or you had an abortion, be encouraged and full of hope that God’s mercy is able to reach them, and your baby will be there to greet you in heaven!
Continuing on, Jazmine excitedly pulled me away again by the hand into the house. She led me upstairs with great excitement and opened the door to one of the rooms. It was beautiful—plush carpet with a king-size bed with blue canopy with a golden crown embellishment above the canopy bed. It had huge windows and a balcony overlooking a garden. Throw pillows that were baby blue, white, and yellow; a vanity mirror with a bench. Then she took me into the walk-in closet, filled with clothes, and instruments that Ruth loves to play, journals and feather-tipped pens an array of colors for her to write things. And by her bed were baby blue house slippers with feathers on the top and a matching robe on the side of her bed. Then Jazmine smiled saying, “I decorated her room for her and got all the things I know she would like. Do you like it?” I said, “This is beautiful. It’s made for a Queen”. She then held my hand tighter and leaned her head on my shoulder in a sigh, and said, “That is what she is to me, to all of us.” I then felt overwhelmed with emotion as tears came down my cheeks and she said, “Please tell her to come to visit me. Please tell her.” I said I would tell her.
She changed her demeanor very excitedly, and pulled me away out of the room saying, “I think Jesus is calling for you now”. We went down the stairs hurriedly. We were met at the fence of their home with Jesus, Magdalene, and Papa Pio who were smiling knowing all that was said and took place. I looked back and waved at Ruth’s parents and her daughter. We then began walking again. To my left was a high-rise and I wondered who’s place that was. Jesus said it was Jimilyn’s. She was the wife of Father Jim. She also died just a few months ago.
I was amazed and so excited to see everyone—my family, Brother John’s Mother who is a member of our community and whose Mother died recently., I sensed that more family members of the community were waiting and excited to see me too. They had some things to say or show me for their loved ones here. I still hadn’t seen my spiritual grandparents, Mother Clare’s parents and Father Ezekiel’s parents. I sensed they were the overseers over everyone on the street. They tended to the needs of everyone like Parents would and I was excited to finally meet them. Then Jesus stopped and turned in front of me and said, “That is it for now, Beloved. Write down everything you saw, and I want the entire community to come here. All Heartdwellers to come here for it is readily accessible to all who would believe. Use the song and have all who would have faith be transported here.
I then got the idea to share this with Mother Clare and on Sunday, have everyone go to Heartdwellers lane to meet everyone. So I did exactly that, I shared this with the community, and everyone was inspired. Some cried and all were so excited. We took our second Heaven trip as a community and the experiences people had were amazing. I was crying in tears as some received healing by seeing loved ones who passed away and now had closure. And Deborah finally saw her sister, Magdalene! I will be sharing their experiences with you in the upcoming message as Mother Clare has asked us to do a new Chronicles of the Bride series.
Family, Heaven is just a thought away as you enter into the eyes of your heart where Jesus dwells. This has been a long and hard journey for all his brides, and we need this to alleviate the harshness of life during our earthly exile, and the Lord has invited all Heartdwellers to go there. He has given the grace; you just have to believe and respond. He mentioned for all to use the song “Transported” by Kimberly and Alberto Rivera. I will have the link to the song in the description. Please, if any of you have a heavenly experience using that song would you please email it to us at Heartdwellersghana@gmail.com
Mother Clare would like to begin the Chronicles of the Bride and we would love to include your experience on there as well. See you soon on Heartdwellers lane!