Stand Fast page 5

I am shown that many could have been blessed, if only faith had been strong in the individuals who could have
stepped out in faith. I look at my angel and have no words to say. For the first time I have no questions, just an
empty feeling. He says, "Let us leave here, as many will not understand what you have been shown. Anyone who
does not understand, you are to only tell them that each has to pray and ask for God’s guidance concerning whom
and what they support. They are to understand that they will be held accountable for what and whom they support.
Again, I am to tell you to tell them that they are to support and pay a tribute to those who do His bidding." I tell the
Herald that this is a very controversial subject, and that there is much confusion as to God’s storehouse. He calls me
by my heavenly name and says, "They are to understand that you, like I, are a messenger. I was instructed to share
exactly what I have. You are to share exactly what I have shared with you. Those who have questions are to take it to
the One who holds the keys to the Great Storehouse."

We walk back into the corridor and the Herald says, "Come and sit here." We sit down, and he takes both of my
hands. He calls me by my heavenly name and says, "I am now to show you something that will bother many. Again
I tell you, hold to your courage, hold to your faith, hold to the knowledge that the Creator of all is in complete control.
When you prepare this, add a note that this may be sensitive to young minds, but the mature mind will be able to
understand what I am to show you." As we stand up, he looks at me and says, "If only you could fully understand the
love your Creator and Savior has for you." For the first time, I notice my angel is not smiling, but has a very serious
look on his face. I sense he does not want to see what he is about to show me.

We walk through the wall and I find myself at what looks like a large prison or some type of detention center. I see
people all standing in a long straight line that moves forward very slowly. The people are wearing what look like
paper gowns worn in a hospital. I notice they are not sad and crying, nor exuberant and happy. They are solemn
but have a look of peace about them. They know and understand. I stand there watching them for quite some time
as the line slowly moves forward. They all sing the same song over and over and over. I find myself starting to hum it.
The song they sing is “I Surrender All.” As the line moves forward, I begin to study and think about the words as I
never have before. They are now etched into my mind.