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The very next instant, I was in yet another room being told and shown the following:
“Look, this is the Cup of Life. It contains all life that God created.”
As I looked up, I saw what look like a clear cup filled to the brim with clear water, representing all of God’s Creations. Then I was told!
“Follow the cup to its base.”
My mind’s eye followed the Cup of Life to its base, and I saw the shadow of the Cup of Life. The Holy Spirit asked me,
“What is it?”
Again, I had no choice but to say, “I know nothing. Please, tell me!”
The Holy Spirit spoke clearly,
“It is the “Cup of Death,” but it too is but a shadow, like the shadow tree.”
The Holy Spirit had once again repeated and confirmed the simple fact that life is eternal. Furthermore, He wanted me to know for certain that the shadow tree, cup, and world were but a reflection of Heaven, not Heaven itself. I continued looking at the shadow of the Cup of Life and then suddenly a blue sphere similar to Earth appeared to come out of it. Upon its appearance, the Holy Spirit shined on my mind, telling me that it was the “Sea of Glass” spoken of in the book of Revelation. As I looked closer at the sphere, I saw that the in contained no land; the land was comprised of the bodies of people still “living” in our world. They were all nude, and they looked to be in torment and in great agony, and imprisoned. Upon closer inspection, I could see that the people were trying to get out of the sea, but a glass ceiling or encasement prevented them from doing so.
I saw the faces of my closest relatives, my second eldest brother, and my cousin, Debbie. Debbie looked as if she was in Hell, struggling to get out of the water but unable to do so. The Holy Spirit spoke once more, asking me,
“Do you know who they are?”
Although I thought I knew who the people were, I knew that I didn’t have the answer that the Holy Spirit was seeking. I said, “No, please, tell me.”
He responded, puzzling me as he did so,
“They are slaves to vengeance like you are. They think they can do something, but there is nothing they can do. Christ forgave them on the cross when he said, ‘Father, please forgive them, for they know not what they do,’ and so they are all forgiven. But they refuse to accept it.”
Immediately following, I heard the voice of Debbie’s mother, my Aunt Bernice, who was in Heaven. She said,
“Tell Debbie. No tell everyone what you were shown and given, but they won’t believe you until the appointed times.”
I knew for certain that was the end of the vision of Christ, but before I was returned back to the dream world, in the “Sea of Glass,” I gave the Holy Spirit everything that had just been given to me so that he could give it to everyone. I realized this gift was much too precious for me to hold and have for myself. I also didn’t know how to spread the gift any other way but through him.
Upon my return, I immediately ran and woke Pamela to tell her the message, I was told to give her from her late husband and mother. She looked at me with doubt, saying, “Why would you make up something like that, and why would Gary ever present himself to you?” As predicted by my aunt, one of the heavenly messengers, warned me that no one would believe me, but I didn’t know that would include the very person for whom the message was for.
I used to believe that I returned to tell others, but the truth of the matter is that I had to return to learn how to forgive like Christ, to give like Him, and see through His vision (see Workbook Lesson 158, Today I learn to give as I receive). For His vision has the power to forgive all things. I had to come back until I learned to see through the vision of holiness that lies beyond all my past mistakes. And until all effects of them are gone forever, undone, and never to be done.
Time still has one gift to give, in which true knowledge is reflected in a way so accurate its image shares its unseen holiness; its likeness shines with its immortal love. Until such time I had to practice seeing with the eyes of Christ every day. I had to learn that giving and receiving are One. Most of all I had to learn how to love God’s children only as He does.
