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I presented myself to the Lord in worship and was mercifully and immediately catapulted into a spiritual encounter with Jesus.


I saw the bottom half of Jesus as He was seated at His Throne of Grace. His robe was cascading down to His feet and there were unusually deep creases in the folds of His garment.

I gazed longingly at these deep creases, knowing that hidden within the depths of His Robe of Righteousness was buried treasure beyond my wildest dreams.

Then I saw what looked like liquid light turning into HONEY slowly oozing from the depths of those mysterious folds in His Robe. The Word was dripping with light for my path and honey for my healing. Jesus is the Word.

The texture of the honey was like thick oil, golden, glowing and enticing. It was a powerful anointing oil of light and honey and the Rock of my Salvation was overflowing with it. (see Deuteronomy 32:9-13)

Before I even touched it, my soul was being comforted and filled, because it radiated His goodness like light. He was like a sacred honeycomb releasing blessings of healing, comfort, deliverance, protection, and provision.


I fell into His embrace and buried my face in His robe. I reached out my hand and touched the honey oil anointing and I was suddenly plugged into this open fountain and He released this anointing into me. I heard the words, "The anointing breaks the yoke," from Isaiah 10:27.

The honey began to flow freely into my soul, like a river of potent glorious nectar cascading thickly over pain, oozing slowly over weariness, refreshing my life as it turned bitterness into sweetness, heaviness into ecstasy.


The longer I remained plugged into this healing balm of honey anointing in Jesus' robe, the more intense the experience became and this divine fountain of living honey began to coat my soul and mind with an impenetrable shield. The longer I stayed there the stronger the shield.

Irritation could not access my soul. Doubt could not access my mind. Anxiety was now a foreign concept, which had only moments ago plagued me. I was being filled with joy. I could breathe again. I could smile again.

With this honey armor over my soul, people and circumstances that normally irritated and stressed me could not affect me, because they could not penetrate the thick coat of oozing honey.

All I could feel was the increasing anointing of the Holy Spirit. Faith was expanding. Hope was increasing. I felt calm and relaxed. I was becoming one with this nectar of life.


While in His embrace I noticed how very soft His robe was. The very sight of this intriguing softness comforted me deeply. The feel of it on my face penetrated realms of my soul that had been locked away in memories of trauma, not otherwise accessible by any means.

We can only deal with serious trauma wounds while in the embrace of the Lamb of God, for only He can bring us peace and comfort us through the process.

I was so fascinated by the texture of His inner garment. I wondered what Jesus' garment could be made of? As I studied it, I was captivated by the power the soft texture had in comforting me deeply.

In other visions and dreams I have had of Jesus' robe or garments, they were always made of light, which is scriptural. But in this spiritual encounter, His garment was manifested to me as a type of soft fleece; softer than any fabricate or fur on earth.

After contemplation and seeking, I heard these words, "LAMB'S FLEECE". His Robe was made of LAMB’S FLEECE! The symbolism in this is profound. Simply put, Jesus is the Lamb of God who was slain for the sins of the world and by His wounds I am healed.

✔“But He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on Him, and by His wounds we are healed.” (Isaiah 53:5)

✔“His head and His hair were white like WOOL, as white as snow; and His eyes were as a flame of fire…” (Revelation 1:14)


Jesus is the Lamb of God, But He is also the Lion of Judah. In Judges, chapter 14, Samson kills a lion. Later he finds that bees have produced HONEY in the body of the LION slayed by his own hands. He takes of the honey and partakes with the same hands that caused the Lion’s death.

It is the same for us. Jesus, the Lion of Judah was slain because of our sin stained hands. He took the nails instead of us. He died in our place, and His death on the cross produced the sweetness of eternal life; a fountain of spiritual honey will forever flow from Him. He is our Lion of Judah and we now reach out and partake with hands cleaned by His shed blood. “From the strong comes something sweet” verse 14.


As I remained in this place soaking, I began to sing these words which the Holy Spirit put in my spirit,

...."Liquid light and oil in the folds of Your robe, folds of Your robe... flowing like honey... Softness and comfort in the folds of Your robe, folds of Your robe... Your Robe is made of Lamb's fleece, softness for my face. Show me realms of comfort unfathomable in the folds of Your robe, folds of Your robe."

I could feel His anointing (honey oil) pouring into me more and more with each time I declared these words in song and I began to feel the anointing slamming into something hard and foreign in my soul. The words “THE ANOINTING BREAKS THE YOKE” came to me again, then I knew His anointing was crashing into a yoke of bondage in my soul and would break it.

We have to STAY in His presence and linger there to get the breakthroughs we deeply desire!


As this happened I felt a surging increase in the power of His anointing. So tangible was His presence at that point that I was feeling the literal heavy weight of His shekinah glory pressing down on and in me I knew deliverance was taking place.


I began feeling shaky in my stomach, my entire lower half, then my legs. I could feel the anointing pushing something down toward my feet, then all of a sudden these little round black bug demons were blasted out of the heels of my feet and fled quickly away from me. They scurried in fear like their “lives” depended on it. They were in terror of the anointing.

Because of the anointing of God pouring into me from worshiping in His tangible presence, these demons were cast out! The demons were pushed down to my feet then out by the anointing which breaks the yoke.

Print #127-- The Anointing

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