In ancient times watchman would use a watchtower to warn people of approaching danger. God said to the prophet Ezekiel, “Son of man, I have made you a watchman for the house of Israel; therefore hear a word from my mouth, and give them warning from Me” Ezekiel 3:17
This watchman was responsible for protecting the communities and their crops, they knew the people in the community, they knew where they worked, what they did and where they were going etc. If danger was near the watchman would sound the alarm, close the city gates and prepare for battle. The watchman can also be considered a prophet. Did you know that we are all called to be a prophet who preaches the good news of the gospel?
The watchman would even search the scriptures to pray for the city and all of its people.
For a few weeks now I have been reminiscing on a time about 7 years ago that I lost consciousness and experienced what some would call “an outer body experience” or a “near death experience” I didn’t know the Lord then, but I know when my soul was hovering over my body that I was in His presence, I felt like I was home and the joy I felt cannot be expressed/explained in human words.
There are times even now when I feel (home-sick) and wish I could just be in that place with Him, where there is no sadness, no pain, no fear, no worries….
It wasn’t until a few days ago that while driving home I realized why I feel this way. My life was preserved for a greater purpose, God’s plan had not yet been fulfilled in my life! I am His and I have been called like MANY of you to be a watchman , to pray, to intercede, to be ready to witness but most importantly to LOVE.
A few years ago I was able to meet another person who saw and felt what I saw and felt, and I will always thank God for that.
I work in a emergency room, it’s my job to meet with patients and get their paperwork completed. I had a patient that I had to get a signature from, so I took my clip board and went to her bedside, immediately as I saw her lying there I felt the Holy Spirit rise up in me, she seemed VERY anxious and scared so I felt to just lay the clip board aside and comfort her. She reached out to me so I grabbed her hand and I began to smile at her and pray inside for peace…it was awesome because she really calmed down and then began to ask me things about my youth and how she was so grateful I was talking with her.
I felt to ask her about her family…How many kids do you have and so on… her face lit up and she began to glow talking about her daughters and sons and how I was her granddaughters age…..
she began to talk about how she was embarrassed that her hair was messy and she didn’t have time to put in her bridge before leaving with the ambulance.
Then she just stopped and said with grieving eyes , “my son, he died when he was only 23 years old; I miss him so much, but you know what? she said, “I feel like I am going to see him in heaven soon”… Then as she began to speak again she gripped her chest and looked at me in desperation and said ” Oh, Honey! I think I’m going ……!” Next thing you know I watch as the life leaves her eyes and the heart machine starts to go crazy and the nurses all come running in the room to do CPR… I was in shock!
Simply because one moment I am just having this amazing super blessed conversation with this beautiful soul and next thing you know she’s gone. Just_like_that………
I paced back and forth near her bed and called out to Jesus for her because she was alone, her family hadn’t arrived yet and all I could think about was she didn’t get to tell them how much she loved them. I just cried in my heart, oh Jesus, oh Jesus. And after some hard work, the medical staff were able to get a heart beat! as soon as I was able to get close to her again I grabbed her hand and said; “Hi love, you scared me!” and she looked straight into my eyes with tears and said; “oh honey can I go back now!”?. Then she turned the other way and closed her eyes… Ummmm!! go back where?! did she see Jesus?! was she in heaven!? She seemed upset like she didn’t want to be here, she wanted to be there…
I literally saw the life leave her body. I’ve seen it before but never while I was holding a person’s hand and looking into their eyes. I was able to have this moment with her because the Spirit of God spoke into my heart and I was obedient in that moment, regardless of all the craziness around me that day. Thank you LORD!
Today I hope she is still alive and recovering…I hope she gets to say what she’s always wanted to say to her kids and grandkids, I pray that she sees her son in heaven and most of all the she knows Jesus!
yet you do not know what your life will be like tomorrow. What is your life? For you are a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes……
If we truly love the Lord our God, we must be watchman for His people, listen to His voice, no matter what the cost and be obedient! You may be able to witness a miracle.