Isaiah 53:1 (NKJV) Who has believed our report? And to whom has the arm of the LORD been revealed?
Recently, I had a powerful experience with the Lord. I was having breakfast and speaking with Him. I must have said something quite stirring, I don’t remember what, but I suddenly perceived legions of angels about me. They were drawing in closer to me and I knew it was because of something I said; I was blessing the Lord in my thoughts. The words “Sons of Thunder” came to me by the Spirit. And wow, did I suddenly feel like a lightning rod!
Either way, I continued speaking with the Lord. At one point He responded to me with just two or three words. It was a word pun but so full of meaning. For the last several years, the Lord has been intensely building a lexicon within me and an interesting understanding of the nature of language. It hasn’t just been my fascination with Hebrew but patterns within languages and speech, in general, that has made His word puns even more complex; it’s just like having a large amount of data compressed into a small file. So, to explain what the Lord meant at that moment and the revelation He brought with those few words would take me pages to write!
I cannot even tell you what it was that He said and the revelation He brought because what happened next completely shattered my train of thought. In that moment I was so in awe of how the Word of God Himself has, well, a way with words. It is that beyond razor-sharp precision of the Sword of the Spirit, and it is astounding! Just these few words caused me to begin adoring Him. In my mind, I was just trying to describe His beauty and how in love I am with this one called to be our Bridegroom, the Word of God.
Suddenly, I had the most intense sensation. I can only describe what seemed to be electricity upon my tongue. It wasn’t a small spark at all! I also felt as though power was building up in the middle of my forehead. The more I tried to describe the Lord, the more that this pressure grew. At the same time, a vision came to my mind. I was in a dark place, save for flashes of lightning and the Lord Himself who was outlined by lightning upon His form. He was seated on a throne at the what seemed to be the top of a mountain summit. He got up and began walking down the steps toward me. With every step, that pressure built up in my head and I felt that, if I finally found the words to describe Him, that power would burst through my head! Was I going to die?