I see Jesus with a foot on the temple mount. “Jerusalem. Where they kill My prophets, deny My truth.” He looks at me with sadness in His eyes as He steps away from the mount. “They say they know My Father, yet they deny Me.” Jesus looks up to the throne of God the Father.

Father looks at us, shakes His head and dismisses with His right hand.

“They are rebuilding for sacrifices again as though My atoning death is not enough.” Jesus takes me to a hall, hidden from the world, as if what they are doing is in secret. I see men dressed in clean attire, according to their status or role, working. There is a man hand sewing a design […]