From the Desk of Doctor Paul ...
In Memoriam
Oral Roberts
January 24, 1918-December 15, 2009
Years ago, I experienced a dream, involving a precious friend, Oral Roberts, who championed my call, this outreach, a stand, opening many doors for Paul Gervais to deliver Heaven's Glory on behalf of the Beloved.
In that night vision, we (Oral and I) were standing together at the entrance of a driveway, identified as mine. Suddenly, the Holy Spirit's Presence was so strong, these human bodies could no longer stand.
While lying on solid pavement, overcome by His Glory, the word of the Lord came to me, saying: "Tell Oral that his tenure as President of Oral Roberts University is coming to a close, followed by a new level of promotion, making way for this marvelous Servant of the Most High to venture throughout the nations for a second time, with more Power and effectiveness than ever before, inclusive of unprecedented miracles."
I immediately shared that revelation with Oral. The great evangelist readily agreed with the content. He ultimately turned the Presidency over to Son Richard, and reinstated the rallies.
Oral is in Heaven. He lived in Newport Beach, not far from my LA home. Now, he resides in a new venue, one in which has brought him closer to the Lord, and me, than ever before. After all, we reside, move and have our being there. Few of God's Generals remain. We must be ready for the new, those descending mantles!
Attached is a subsequent note, received back then, corroborating Heaven's message for Oral's hour:
Melodyland... Anaheim, California, was the location of progressive encounter with the Commander-in-Chief. His visits are always so encouraging and refreshing, as He underscores the reality of our Master's promise to stick closer than a brother.
Having arisen from a wonderful night's sleep at my Los Angeles home, Heaven afforded specific instructions: "I want you succinctly and diligently walking with Me, today! "There's a service at Ralph Wilkerson's church. Be there!" Those instructions unfolded, following several hours of intense intercession, in a place, typifying the epitome of disease and death, namely a mausoleum. The common theme throughout this entire movement, both natural and Supernatural, was..."Be My obedient Soldier!"
Upon entering the facility, Heaven had arranged a surprise for this writer. The guest speaker was Oral Roberts. What a serendipitous reunion! His theme underscored the significance of being God's Soldier, instant in and out of season, prepared to perform assignments that would consequently light Glory's fuse for a proliferation of the miraculous!
Following the service, a short walk was enjoyed down Katella. Rapidly striding through masses of people, some of whom were there for a Disneyland encounter, the Lord had other plans for His envoy.
Moments later, a young man approached me from the left, with an interesting question..."You're one of those Soldiers for Jesus! I can tell."
My retort was immediate, "You bet!" With pace unbroken, this head immediately turned, looking for the source of those familiar words. He was no longer to be seen! Was that figure an angel or confirmer of what the Father had already imparted? There is no doubt in this heart. I had seen an angel, one of Glory's ministering spirits. This life will never be the same, as a result of that unanticipated exchange!
Oral Roberts
January 24, 1918-December 15, 2009
Years ago, I experienced a dream, involving a precious friend, Oral Roberts, who championed my call, this outreach, a stand, opening many doors for Paul Gervais to deliver Heaven's Glory on behalf of the Beloved.
In that night vision, we (Oral and I) were standing together at the entrance of a driveway, identified as mine. Suddenly, the Holy Spirit's Presence was so strong, these human bodies could no longer stand.
While lying on solid pavement, overcome by His Glory, the word of the Lord came to me, saying: "Tell Oral that his tenure as President of Oral Roberts University is coming to a close, followed by a new level of promotion, making way for this marvelous Servant of the Most High to venture throughout the nations for a second time, with more Power and effectiveness than ever before, inclusive of unprecedented miracles."
I immediately shared that revelation with Oral. The great evangelist readily agreed with the content. He ultimately turned the Presidency over to Son Richard, and reinstated the rallies.
Oral is in Heaven. He lived in Newport Beach, not far from my LA home. Now, he resides in a new venue, one in which has brought him closer to the Lord, and me, than ever before. After all, we reside, move and have our being there. Few of God's Generals remain. We must be ready for the new, those descending mantles!
Attached is a subsequent note, received back then, corroborating Heaven's message for Oral's hour:
Having arisen from a wonderful night's sleep at my Los Angeles home, Heaven afforded specific instructions: "I want you succinctly and diligently walking with Me, today! "There's a service at Ralph Wilkerson's church. Be there!" Those instructions unfolded, following several hours of intense intercession, in a place, typifying the epitome of disease and death, namely a mausoleum. The common theme throughout this entire movement, both natural and Supernatural, was..."Be My obedient Soldier!"
Upon entering the facility, Heaven had arranged a surprise for this writer. The guest speaker was Oral Roberts. What a serendipitous reunion! His theme underscored the significance of being God's Soldier, instant in and out of season, prepared to perform assignments that would consequently light Glory's fuse for a proliferation of the miraculous!
Following the service, a short walk was enjoyed down Katella. Rapidly striding through masses of people, some of whom were there for a Disneyland encounter, the Lord had other plans for His envoy.
Moments later, a young man approached me from the left, with an interesting question..."You're one of those Soldiers for Jesus! I can tell."
My retort was immediate, "You bet!" With pace unbroken, this head immediately turned, looking for the source of those familiar words. He was no longer to be seen! Was that figure an angel or confirmer of what the Father had already imparted? There is no doubt in this heart. I had seen an angel, one of Glory's ministering spirits. This life will never be the same, as a result of that unanticipated exchange!
Melodyland... Anaheim, California, was the location of progressive encounter with the Commander-in-Chief. His visits are always so encouraging and refreshing, as He underscores the reality of our Master's promise to stick closer than a brother.
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