LION OF
A RAT TRAP
AND
A RAM,
BY Rosie Lovejoy
May 5, 2006
Over the weekend I attended a Women’s Retreat for the church I attend. I had these two visions while I was dancing before the LORD. Both are short. Both left me somber and perplexed. The LORD knows I love a good mystery, so HE has provided me with one in these visions. So now instead of reading mystery books, HE has me searching scripture for information about Israeli rams.
The LORD continues to show me the errors of my recent ways. It is my hope that by sharing my first vision, others who are not walking according to the WORD, may want to re-evaluate their positions. The LORD showed me clearly that by my willful disobedience, I had walked into a rat’s cage, and once the door was closed, there was no way I could extract myself from the cage.
I suspect that I am not alone in this time of sorting and sifting.
I saw a rat’s cage. (My spirit identified it as such.) It looked Victorian with pretty, thick cast iron bars. The vertical bars were curved outwards, giving the false appearance that there was plenty of space within the cage. The cage was artistic and looked like it had been designed by a true artisan. It was unlike any cage I have seen, as it didn’t really appear to be a cage. Its appearance was deceptive. The door to the cage was open.
Then I saw myself in the cage, willfully rebelling against the WORD of the LORD. I felt so FREE! I wasn’t about to stop and consider what the Holy Spirit was whispering to me, as I wasn’t interested in what HE had to say. I was being my own boss and enjoying it greatly.
I was going about my life in the cage, (Going to work, going to a friend’s house…) unaware that I was in a cage, unaware that this was a cage designed for wild rats. It was strong, and viewing it from the outside, I could tell that the cage was not escapable.
As I was watching myself inside the cage, the well-oiled doors slowly began to close. These were not ordinary doors. Their appearance resembled the jaws of a hideous, deadly animal trap. The jaws were brutal, razor sharp, and I knew that they spelled death and injury to anything that might try to escape the cage too late. There was finality about the jaw-like doors.
Inside the cage I was oblivious to the closing doors. I was enjoying myself and my newfound freedom too much to be attentive to what was happening about me.
Without warning, I found myself sucked out of the cage and through the dangerous doors, almost like a vacuum cleaner sucks up small pieces of debris. I was furious that I had been so rudely extracted without having any say in the matter. As I was throwing a fit, safe and snug outside the cage, I watched in horror as the doors crashed together. There was a loud clanging noise, and the vibration of the closing doors shook the ground I was standing on.
And suddenly I came to my senses. I was horrified, and sickened at where my rebellion had led me. (Who wants to be trapped in a rat’s cage with no means of escape?) I began repenting and sobbing in my spirit. I saw so clearly that I had been seduced by spirits of darkness to enter into a trap designed to destroy me and my life with my Savior.
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And then I was on the sea of glass, face down, shaking as the sobs convulsed through my body. I felt the sweet, sweet presence of the LORD. Looking up, I saw THE LAMB seated on the throne, and that produced more sobbing and repenting. HIS eyes were tender, yet firm, as HE watched me repent.
Then HE began to move. He jumped down from the throne and began to walk towards me. As HIS walk progressed, HE began to mature. It was if I was watching time lapse photography. By the time HE reached me, HE had matured into a fully-grown, gorgeous ram. HIS coloring was a creamy brownish white. HIS horns were curved forward. HE was magnificent! HIS eyes were the eyes I have come to love in my LION.
HE looked down at me as I sat staring in awe at HIM. HE began to speak.
DO YOU KNOW WHERE I DWELL?
I DWELL ONLY IN THE HIGH PLACES, THE HIGHEST OF HIGH PLACES.
COME! GET ON MY BACK!
LET ME CARRY YOU.
THERE IS NO TIME TO LOSE!
HOW ELSE ARE YOU GOING TO GO HIGH ENOUGH?
YOU CAN NOT GET WHERE YOU NEED TO BE ON YOUR OWN.
I HAVE TOLD YOU TIME IS UP.
I HAVE TOLD YOU THE HOURGLASS IS EMPTY.
THERE IS NO TIME TO WASTE.
THERE IS NO TIME TO PROCRASTINATE.
COME!
To my astonishment I found myself jumping onto HIS back, as HE began to carry me away.
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