Highway to Heaven The Journey Begins ,Soaring with Eagles

Greetings all my relations, Even Eagles Need a Push

Rebirth of an eagle

“Old Fool; Mother Eagle Spirit”

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Fool Bull gave me my Sioux Indian name in a Vision

Brothers and Sisters, I descend from the Mormon pioneers. My Great Great Grand Mother left Denmark and came to America because she had a testimony of the Book of Mormon and Zion in America. My Great Great Grandfather had seven wives and was baptized by Hyrum Smith in Nauvoo.When I was about 25 years old, I decided to read the Book of Mormon for myself. I couldn’t put the book down.I read it in 7 days; I have read it many times since. My Holy Ghost member of the Godhead, companion and friend, testifies the truth to me. I have a testimony from and a deep love and foundation in the Gospel of Jesus Christ. I love to study the scriptures and seek for truth, I hunger and thirst for it…

In January 2014; My Holy Ghost led me to the Mentinah Archives. I began to read them; I had the same experience as when I first read the Book of Mormon. I read all the Volumes as fast as I could. My Spirit hungered for the truth. I couldn’t put them down. I have a testimony and know the greater things, spoken of by Jesus Christ are now being made known to fulfill all of His words in the Book of Mormon.I began to have dreams and visions;

March 4, 2014 I was sky walking over the earth on a path. I was wearing my white temple robe; I was all alone, except I knew someone was guiding me and talking to me. I could see through the road I was walking on The road was made of clear particles of some spiritual materials, so I knew to stay on it or maybe I would fall. I was on a highway that belonged to Heaven. There was not a wind blowing, nor could I see other people. I felt very calm and peaceful. I was far enough above the earth to walk over mountains without touching them. I could see everything so clearly, it was amazing and beautiful. I felt my Holy Ghost with me, my friend and long time companion, but there was someone else with me who I could not see. I wasn’t too concerned about it because, I was truly in awe over the scenery I was looking upon over the earth. It was truly other worldly and beautiful…

The whole earth was covered in an orange glow the whole atmosphere was surreal. A spirit, said walk over the mountain to the valley of Adam-ondi Ahman. I will show you the beginning of creation. When I got over the mountain and gazed upon the vast valley, with a river flowing through it. I sky walked halfway across the valley, Giving thanks to my Creator Jesus Christ, I knew I was walking the Thanksgiving Way…and I knew He had Created what I was now beholding with my spiritual eyes. I was prayer walking and talking…I looked below standing above the river, and the vision ended. I was laying upon my bed wondering what this meant and who was showing it to me. I began to pray for further light and knowledge and interpretation of what I had experienced.

March 5, 2014 I feel asleep, deep in the night I heard a strong voice. I am one crying from the dust on the banks of the Platte River. Come up Granddaughter, Come up upon the Way I showed you. A wind picked me up and I was moving in the wind faster and faster. Everything looked the same as the night before, but I was no longer walking I was being carried on the wings of eagles.We flew over the same mountains to the valley floor. I was wearing my white temple robe. I was not touching the ground, but hovering above it a few feet…

There were two American Indians; the one in full feathered headdress began speaking to me. I am your Great Grandfather Fool Bull. I’m crying from the dust on the banks of the Platte River, to you granddaughter. He was dancing around the camp fire in full Indian dress, his companion was sitting cross-legged, but no one was touching the ground, neither the fire.

He began to sing and dance… OOH –Hay-eet Tay-ay! Ooh Hay-eet Tay-ay! Weet say yay-yay-yay! Ooh kay eet tay-ay! I am Fool Bull, I am Fool Bull, OOH Aye-aye-yay!He is singing and chanting. They say I’m an old Fool…They will say you are an old fool…He is happy and dancing and singing, giving thanks to the Creator…I’m an old Fool, because I’m a visionary man…I’m a medicine man… O Weet say yay-yay-yayAnd your an old fool mother eagle spirit, your old fool mother eagle spirit, you are mother eagle spirit! OOH eet-tay-aye-aye!

He stopped dancing and singing now, he is talking to me by the fire…His skin was glowing and he was so beautiful to look upon. His eyes were like fire, I could see the fire in his eyes, and his spirit was like fire… He said, My Great Grandfather Lehi saw a vision, the tall and spacious buildings of the gentile church, they will mock at you too…hold on to the rod…hold on to the rod…the word of God…

LOOK! He said, and he showed me a vision, I saw the whole valley with a river flowing down the middle of the valley. He said do you see The Way, That represents the Gentile Church and Temples…Do you see most of the bridge has been destroyed, the bridge over the river.LOOK! It’s destroyed only a small and narrow path is left…that connects to the other side of the river.

LOOK! Only a few will find their way over the bridge, to the other side of the river…they go to the temple and they don’t know how to get on the terrestrial world, there is no more freedom, no more freedom…you must be free granddaughter you have an eagle spirit…like me…Soar High…

LOOK! And I beheld the path ascending up to the high mountain. Above this high mountain, is where my great grandfather’s eagle spirit flew. He spoke to me from the sky, saying come to where the eagles are gathering. I woke up and remembered the scripture about where the eagles gathered.

(Oh the sitting man was Sitting Bull) It’s JST-Mathew 24: 27-28 27 for as the light of the morning cometh out of the east, and shineth even to the west, and covereth the whole earth, so shall also the coming of the Son of Man be. 28 And now I show unto you a parable. Behold wheresoever the carcass is, there will the eagles be gathered together; so likewise shall mine elect be gathered from the four quarters of the earth. The carcass is Jesus Christ alive, with a resurrected body, not dead. Eagles do not fly with vultures around dead bodies, and they do not eat dead flesh. A lot of symbolism there…

Come up! Ye saints of the Most High God and worship with the Church of the Firstborn, where the eagles are gathering….Your High Place is in your homes, put on your robes of righteousness, form a prayer circle around you own altar and worship God in the patriarchal way! In a Spiritual Way!

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Free! Fool Bull, Sioux medicine man “Tatanka Witko”; a warrior in the battle of Little Big Horn…He is my Ancestor who now guides me on the Way. My heart has turned to him, and his heart unto me, and we are sealed by the Holy Spirit of Promise upon The Way.January 1, 2014

Times and seasons 6:799 A church without a gathering is not a church for me, The Savior would not own it where ever it might be,But I’ve a church that’s called out, From false traditions, fears and doubts, A gathering dispensation, Oh, that’s the church for me… (And I might add that the only church that is gathering right now is the church of the firstborn, working with those who are willing to come out of Babylon…)
The Church of the Firstborn is…
ZION…
They’re coming to…
AMERICA…SOON…

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