Lord Jesus' Book

by Choo Thomas

I would like to dedicate this book to our Lord Jesus, who chose me to do His End-Time work. He took care of everything this book required, from the beginning to the end of the publishing process. He spent thousands of hours with me over a seven-year period to prepare me for publishing this book and to train me for my ministry.

Awesome God, I praise You, Lord. I thank you so much, Holy Spirit, for helping me write Heaven Is So Real! Without Your help, I could not have done anything. I give You all the credit.

To the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit I give all the glory for this book. I pray that whoever reads it will glorify You, Lord. I love You and praise You, Lord.


I want to thank Lloyd Hildebrand for the great service he has rendered to me in both believing in this book and helping me to write it.

After the Lord showed me the divine revelations I have chronicled in Heaven Is So Real!, I had such a burden to communicate my experiences to others. But I felt very insecure with my own ability to do that. In addition to having a lack of confidence in myself, I questioned where I would find someone to help me write my book, and I questioned whether or not anyone would believe me when they heard my revelations of heaven--even though the Lord had told me that He would take care of every detail related to this book.

That’s when the Lord brought Lloyd to me. Lloyd asked me to send him the manuscript, and upon reading my first draft he decided to help me write this book. He told me he believed everything in my manuscript and that he thought it would be a very exciting book to write. In particular, he said he thought the segment about the rapture would be the most exciting.

Lloyd is an excellent writer who is filled with the Holy Spirit. Thank you, Lloyd, and God bless you.

I want to say a special thanks to my husband, Roger. Because English is my second language, and because Roger is used to my writing, he helped me with spelling and grammar throughout the book so that Lloyd could better understand what I was trying to say.

I sincerely appreciate all the work he did. And I especially appreciate his support of everything related to this book--whatever needed to be done--as well his support in every area of my ministry. He was also patient with me and did not complain during my seven years of preparation for ministry.

Thank you, honey. God’s favor is on you.


IN THIS BOOK I will be sharing with you the experiences I have had in heaven with Jesus. From the outset, I want you to understand the circumstances surrounding each of these visits to heaven.

A passage from the first letter by the apostle Paul to the Christians in ancient Corinth will help make this clear. It says:
Behold, I tell you a mystery: We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed--in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.

For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So when this corruptible has put on incorruption, and this mortal has put on immortality... then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written: “Death is swallowed up in victory.”
--1 CORINTHIANS 15:51-54
This periscope of Scripture refers to the End Times, when those who know the Lord will go to be with Him forever. When this happens, we will have to exchange our mortal bodies for incorruptible, heavenly bodies.

Every time I have gone to heaven with Jesus this exchange actually has occurred. God would give me a new body--a body in which I looked remarkably like I did when I was a teenager. Sometimes this transformation would take place at a beach on earth that He escorted me to. Other times I would be clothed in my incorruptible body in my bedroom at home.

People often ask me, “Were your experiences in heaven like visions or dreams, or did you actually go there?” My only response to these questions is that I know I’ve seen heaven, and I know that heaven is so real. Whether we place my experiences in the category of supernatural dreams, visions or actual experiences, I will leave to the theologians. All I can say is that they were very real to me.

Each time the Lord has visited me, I have been lying on my bed under the total control of the anointing of the Holy Spirit. Just before He visits each time, my earthly body quivers and quakes for at least twenty minutes. I do not understand everything about this, but I know that He is releasing His power into my being. Sometimes these preparatory periods last for a half-hour or more.

Please don’t ask me why this is necessary, because only He knows the reason for each experience. He has simply told me, over and over again, that He is getting me ready for the ministry He has called me to.

Usually when this occurs, my body shakes and my stomach tightens. Deep groans emerge from my spirit, and I perspire profusely. I believe the groans are those described by the apostle Paul: “Likewise the Spirit also helps in our weaknesses. For we do not know what we should pray for as we ought, but the Spirit Himself makes intercession for us with groanings which cannot be uttered” (Romans 8:26).

I believe the perspiring comes from the heavy anointing of the Lord. The Bible often describes the presence of the Lord in terms of fire, heat and glory, and now I know what these images mean. I personally have experienced the intense heat of His presence.

Usually these manifestations are followed quickly and suddenly by a tremendous surge within and a pulling, jerking sensation without. Then I see my transformed body with the Lord on the earthly beach. After He takes me to heaven, we always return to the same beach we started from.

Whenever and whatever has happened, which I admit I do not fully understand, my earthly body has remained in bed during each of my visits to heaven. During these experiences I am both a participant and an observer.

I have been able to see everything--all of what has happened to me--with the eyes of my earthly body. I have been able to observe all that has happened as I have gone with Jesus to the beach, as my body has been transformed and as He has escorted me to heaven.

My earthly body often reacts to my experiences in heaven as I am having them. It participates in the dancing, rejoicing, praising, laughing, crying and other manifestations occurring in my transformed body.

When my transformed body is happy, my physical body reacts with happiness. When my heavenly body is sad, my physical body reacts with tears. When my transformed body sings, I sing; when it dances, I move my hands; when it laughs, I laugh. When I, as a young woman within my transformed body, am talking with the Lord, my earthly body responds with words from my heart; and my mouth and head move accordingly.

I watch my transformed body as I walk with the Lord in heaven. When I sings songs of joy and praise, I can see the happiness reflected on my face. My voice, quite miraculously, emanates from my earthly body.

When I, in my transformed body, ascend to and descend from heaven, my real body feels as if it is being lifted up and gently lowered. These sensations last for only a second. Sometimes, when my physical body feels as if it is being lifted from my bed, I have screamed in fright.

Even though I can see the features of my own transformed face quite vividly, I cannot see the Lord’s face. However, I can see His hair, hands and clothing, and I can tell that He has a very large frame. His wavy hair is parted in the middle, is curled in at the bottom, comes down to His neck and is as white as silk. The skin on His hands is olive-colored, and His fingers are long and slender.

I can see the Lord’s mouth moving when He speaks to me. His stature and build make Him appear as if He is a young man, perhaps between the ages of thirty and forty. His height, it seems, is approximately six feet.

Although I can’t make out His distinct facial features, I can tell when He is angry, happy, sad or concerned. I know Him to be very gentle and loving, and He enjoys playful moments. Remember, however, I am seeing the Lord’s spirit body (just like I am able to see my spirit body).

Since May 27, 1996, the Lord has taken me to the earthly beach early every Monday morning in fulfillment of a promise He made to me. We often have walked along together in the sand. Sometimes He has lifted me in His arms and spun me around like a child. During such playful moments, the Lord and I have greatly enjoyed each other’s presence, and we both have laughed with genuine joy.

The Lord has a very human personality, even though He is the Son of God. I love Him more than my life. He is a person of very few words. When He speaks, He always does so purposefully. He shares only those things He thinks are significant for us to know.

When He disappears after the exhilarating visits to heaven, my transformed body disappears as well, and my physical body is free to move in accord with its own needs and desires. At this point my body feels relaxed and restful.

After these marvelous experiences, I can get out of bed--immediately, if I choose to--but usually I lie there and reflect on the wonderful experiences I’ve just seen and lived. Then I write these experiences in my journal.

I am amazed that the Lord called me to write this book. I am a Korean-American whose use of the English language is somewhat limited. Nonetheless, the Lord chose me to do His work. He told me to tell everything I experienced and heard, and that is the purpose of this book.

How thankful I am that I have been privileged to have this foretaste of glory so I can share it with you. God wants me to let you know that He already has prepared a place for you in heaven if you only will believe in His Son and receive Him as your personal Lord and Savior.

I want only to do the will of the Lord. My prayer for you as you read this book is the same as the apostle Paul’s prayer for his beloved Ephesian brothers and sisters, recorded in his letter to them:
That the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, may give to you the spirit of wisdom and revelation in the knowledge of Him, the eyes of your understanding being enlightened; that you may know what is the hope of His calling, what are the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints, and what is the exceeding greatness of His power toward us who believe, according to the working of His mighty power which He worked in Christ when He raised Him from the dead and seated Him at His right hand in the heavenly places, far above all principality and power and might and dominion, and every name that is named, not only in this age but also in that which is to come.
--EPHESIANS 1:17-21
I ask only that you receive this book in the same way it was written--with total openness to the Lord and His will. Evaluate my experiences in the light of the Word of God. I believe you will find that the things I share about heaven and my experiences with the Lord are thoroughly biblical.


In My Father’s house are many mansions;
I go to prepare a place for you.
--John 14:2 (emphasis added)

THROUGH A PROPHETIC utterance given by a pastor named Larry Randolph, God spoke directly to me on December 3, 1995. Pastor Randolph prophesied:
I saw the blessing of the Lord in the realm of prophetic ministry and the Lord opening your spirit in a great way to prophetic ministry, dreams and words of knowledge...I saw the Lord speaking to you in the night seasons, between 11 P.M. and 3 A.M....[He will] begin to awaken you and visit you, give you dreams, visions and insight...God told me that you’re one of the daughters that He’s put His Spirit upon to prophesy.
Pastor Randolph spoke these words over me during a special Sunday service at Puget Sound Christian Center in Tacoma, Washington. As he did, the familiar anointing of the Holy Spirit welled up deep in my spirit, and my body began to shiver and quake under the power of God.
I began to weep tears of joy and gratitude as I realized that God had chosen me to be one of His servants in these last days. The Lord flooded me with His loving warmth, and the heat of His presence made the experience seem as if I were resting on a feather bed on a summer day.

I was reminded of the words of the prophet Joel:
And it shall come to pass afterward that I will pour out My Spirit on all flesh; your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions; And also on My menservants and on My maidservants I will pour out My Spirit in those days. And I will show wonders in the heavens and in the earth.
--JOEL 2:28-30
Could it be, I wondered, that these prophetic words were being fulfilled here and now? Was I to be one of the Lord’s special maidservants who would see wonders in heaven and earth?

What an honor to be selected as a vessel of the Lord’s love, grace and power in these last days. Certainly this prophetic calling of God was not something I would have chosen for myself, because I am ordinarily a very shy person. I soon learned that all the shyness and bashfulness vanishes when I am experiencing the anointing of the Holy Spirit.

I recalled another scripture:
You did not choose Me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit, and that your fruit should remain, that whatever you ask the Father in My name He may give you.--JOHN 15:16
Clearly, God was choosing me to go forth in His name in order to bear lasting fruit--fruit that would remain. He was showing me the power of prayer and the importance of getting close to Him.
Abide in Me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in Me. I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in Me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing. --JOHN 15:4-5
The overwhelming excitement and burning anointing of the Holy Spirit continued to intensify as the pastor went on with his prophetic utterance. I literally felt as if I were on fire for God. Pastor Randolph continued:
There’s been a misunderstanding at times in the way you respond to God or the way you connect with God. The Lord says He’s going to remove the misunderstanding...they won’t say, “She’s an enigma.” They’ll say, “She’s just different.”...It’s a godly difference...God has given you a uniqueness. He’s going to minister to you in a unique way. He’s going to speak to you things that only friends would tell friends. He’s going to give you secrets in the night seasons.
To be a close, personal friend of God, as Abraham was, has been my heart’s desire since I became a Christian. I treasure moments alone with the Lord. I know His voice, and when my heart is quiet before Him, He is able to speak to me: “My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me” (John 10:27).

Through this compelling message from God, I knew the Father was answering the cry of my heart--to get to know Him better by building an intimate personal relationship with Jesus. My heart was soaring like an eagle while I listened to Him speaking to me through Pastor Randolph:
It’s not showing off what God gives you; it’s keeping secrets. God’s going to tell you things about people that you’ll never tell people. You’ll pray for and intercede [for them], and hold them up in prayer because you’re going to be a friend of God--and that’s a true prophet. It’s just a friend of God. A friend of God.

He’s going to tell you secrets about other people’s lives and about things He’s doing in the earth. So, get ready in 1996 for a fresh anointing of the prophetic to come upon your life. And in the new year, as you wait before the Lord, God’s going to put a fresh Spirit upon you, an anointing of prophecy is going to come upon you.
I knew the words were beautiful and deeply meaningful even though I did not understand all they implied. I felt as if I were clay in the hands of the divine Potter, and He was shaping me, molding me and forming me in preparation for a special ministry that would begin in the very near future. As I spun on the Potter’s wheel, under a mighty anointing of the Spirit of God, I sensed that major changes were already taking place deep in my spirit.

A tinge of fear was soon extinguished by the oil of the Spirit that seemed to drip over every part of my being. My mind tried to find its way into the old channel of questioning, because I felt so unworthy to receive such a wonderful personal message and calling.

How can God use me? I thought. I am a Korean-American, and my use of the English language is not as proficient as it should be. Why would God pick me to be His friend? Why me?

It was all so surprising, but even though I was a young Christian I had already learned the truth of Jesus’ words, “Without Me you can do nothing” (John 15:5). I decided right then and there to accept the Lord’s message by faith, and in my heart I prayed: Father, thank You for giving me this word. I will always say yes to You.

This was my commitment even though I did not fully understand everything the Lord was saying. One thing I did realize, however, was that He would have to prepare me for the ministry He was leading me into.

I remembered the words of one of my favorite verses: “Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths” (Proverbs 3:5-6).

Little did I realize where those paths would lead me, but I was firm in my resolve to trust the Lord without leaning on my own understanding. After all, isn’t this the essence of the spiritual life? We’re spiritual beings on a human journey. Our true essence is our spirits. Heaven is our true home, and as I’ve discovered, heaven is so real.

Since the moment God called me to a prophetic ministry I have learned that many believers don’t truly believe. Some are not sure that heaven even exists. Others don’t seem to care. Too many go through life as if this world is all there is.

God has shown me an entirely different picture. He has taken me to heaven seventeen different times, and He wants me to let everyone know that heaven is so real! When we truly understand this, it changes everything about us--our motives, attitudes, values, relationships, dreams, plans and perspective. My prayer for you is, you will catch more than a glimpse of heaven as you read and that you will be changed--as I was--and experience the security of knowing Jesus has already prepared a place for you and your loved ones.





I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
--Philippians 3:14

MY NAME IS Choo Nam Thomas, and I am Korean-American. I am the only daughter of my parents, who are deceased, and I have two brothers: one younger and one older. I am married and have two children, a son and a daughter, both of whom are married. I also have two grandsons and two granddaughters.

In Korea, my family was not religious in any way. I never heard about Jesus until I went to church. I had only heard about church and God. I became a Christian in February 1992. I literally fell in love with Jesus after I attended church a couple of times. When I found out what He did for me, I made up my mind that I wanted to give all of my being to Him for the rest of my life.

God responded by answering my prayers, and this enabled my faith to grow stronger day by day. I began to lose my old desires each day, very quickly. I could think only about Jesus every waking moment. I was so much in fear of God that I couldn’t knowingly do anything against His will. I wanted only to please Him, and I wanted to know everything about Him so I could tell others.


I received the fire of the Holy Spirit while I was praying at home in January 1994. About a month later, I saw the Lord’s presence while I was worshiping at the Neighborhood Assembly of God in Tacoma, Washington. He was sitting by the pulpit. His legs were crossed, and I could see Him as clearly as a real person, except I couldn’t see His face.

As I perceived Him, He had silky white hair and was wearing a pure white robe. His person was visible to me for almost five minutes. After seeing Him my body was on fire with unspeakable joy, and I became wholeheartedly committed to Jesus. Soon after this life-changing experience, my family and I began attending Puget Sound Christian Center in Tacoma, Washington.

I had another profound spiritual experience on Easter Sunday 1995. While attending services with my family at Puget Sound Christian Center, my body began to shake violently, and we had to stay for second service. I was experiencing the same phenomenon known among Quakers, Shakers and early Pentecostals.

Since then, my body never stops shaking in church or during my prayer time at home. Two weeks after this Easter Sunday experience, I received the gift of tongues while at home and began to sing in the Spirit. While watching a Benny Hinn crusade on television, I stood up and lifted my hands in prayer. Then I fell on the floor for almost three hours. The anointing of God’s Holy Spirit was so strong that I couldn’t get up, and all I could do was sing and talk in tongues and laugh.

During every worship service after that, I could see the presence of the Lord Jesus in church. The visions I continue to receive of Him are not quite as vivid as the first one, but they are just as real.


I BELIEVE THESE exciting and unusual experiences are preparation for the work God has called me to. I have a strong desire to receive healing and soul-winning gifts, but I don’t know how to serve Him, except by telling everyone who Jesus is.

At first, some family members and friends rejected my message and disliked me for always talking about Jesus. Now, however, things are different. No matter who I am with, I only want to talk about the Lord, and He has given me the privilege of leading many people to Him, including my relatives and friends. All of my loved ones are saved now.

Jesus is always in my thoughts and on my tongue. When difficult times come, I think about what Jesus did for us. When I remember all that He has done, I realize nothing is too hard for me. When someone hurts me, I simply meditate on all Jesus did for me at Calvary, and peace comes instantly.

Preceding the Lord’s first visit with me, I had some very special dreams about clouds. These dreams reminded me of something my father had once shared with me.

He told me that my mother had had a very special dream about clouds. He often mentioned that my mother also had had a special dream about me before she became pregnant with me. He said she never forgot that dream about a clear day that suddenly became very cloudy. The clouds came toward the front of the house. One of them came into the room where she was sleeping and filled the room with a white glow.

My mother had been sick most of her life, and she died when she was only forty. She never shared these dreams and visions with me, but my father told me many times about them, especially about the clouds. I never thought seriously about them until I had my own experience with dreams and visions.

My father’s interpretation of the dream about the clouds was that I could have become very successful if I had been a boy, because in those days many Oriental men believed that only boys could attain success in life. I believe, however, that the dream was a sign from the Lord. As you read this book, you will see that clouds have played an important part in the preparatory work the Lord had done and continues to do in my life.

Since meeting Jesus, I have had a strong desire to pray for others. I have become a true prayer warrior. Intercessory prayer has become a way of life for me. I regularly attended a Bible study at a Korean-American church for about a year before my husband, Roger, was saved.

I didn’t do any full-time church work or know many of God’s words, but He chose me for His special work anyway. According to my Lord Jesus, He wanted me to first get to know Him and to learn to obey Him and focus only on Him. By showing me heaven and all the other visions I have been privileged to experience, He began to prepare me for the ministry He has called me to. Now I’m learning about Him through prayer and the study of His Word.


THE REMAINING CHAPTERS of this book, as you will soon discover, record some remarkable journeys that God has taken me on since I turned my life over to Him. He has asked me to record these experiences in this book so that others will see and understand. Why He chose me for this important work remains a mystery to me, but I do understand that He wants me to warn people in the world and in the church that we don’t have much time left in which to complete the work He has called us to do.

The Father in heaven wants everyone to know how much He loves them and desires to bless them, if they will trust Him and obey His Word. He has shown me that many believers are, in reality, functional atheists--they don’t really believe there is a heaven. I can say with all the certainty that it is possible for us--on this side of eternity--to know that heaven is so real. Furthermore, I now know that our God is able, as His Word says, to do “exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us” (Ephesians 3:20).

The purpose of this book is to give Him glory: “To Him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus throughout all ages, world without end. Amen” (Ephesians 3:21).

Please read these pages with an open mind and heart, and let the Lord speak to you. He has a wonderful plan and purpose for your life. He has prepared a home for you in heaven. Like me, you can discover the thrill of knowing that you are bound for the Promised Land.

Chapter 2

Then Jesus came and spoke to them saying, “All authority has been given
to Me in heaven and on earth.” --Matthew 28:18

THE YEAR 1996, AS pastor Larry Randolph had prophesied, became the most wonderful, exciting, meaningful and empowering year of my life. It all began on New Year’s Eve 1995. The anointing of the Lord was so very real to me throughout the entire evening. In fact, His presence was literally so hot that I could hardly breathe.

I had experienced the presence and power of the Holy Spirit before, but this night was so different. It was a time of intense love and excitement, and I sensed that something uniquely wonderful yet mysterious was about to happen to me.

What I was experiencing defied reason and logic, but the presence of the Lord was so real that I felt like I could have reached out and held His hand tangibly. It was a spiritual reality, but it far exceeded anything I had ever experienced in the natural realm.

There was an expectancy in my heart. Somehow I realized that all I needed to do was to continue waiting in the presence of the Lord, and He would speak to me and show me wonderful things. Throughout that long, yet pleasant night, I held onto a verse from Jeremiah that contains a promise from our Father: “Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know” (Jeremiah 33:3).

While I waited with eager anticipation, I could hear the firecrackers and other loud noises of revelers ringing in the new year. As 1995 turned to 1996, I continued waiting, and throughout the wee hours of the morning until daybreak I waited. Nothing happened, but I was determined to hear from God.

January 1, 1996, was a cold, damp day in the Northwest, but there was a precious warmth in my heart that no winter wind could chill. The Word of God spoke to my heart, “Wait on the LORD; be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart; wait, I say, on the LORD!” (Psalms 27:14).

Waiting--one of the hardest things in the world to do, and yet it is the key to so much empowerment in the spiritual life. The Lord wants us to wait in His presence, because it is in this way that we develop the patience we need to grow and to serve.

Even though I had not slept at all the previous night, on New Year’s Day I felt rested, happy and alive while my family and I celebrated the holiday. From 9 P.M. until 11 P.M. of New Year’s Day the heat of the Lord’s presence reminded me to keep the night watch once again. I slept briefly, then awoke refreshed, yearning to hear the Lord’s voice speaking to me.

This almost sleepless schedule continued throughout the first half of January. Still I had not heard the Lord. By faith, however, I sensed that He was preparing me for a personal encounter with Him.


ON JANUARY 19 I awoke at 3 A.M. My body was shaking. This had never happened in my sleep. Since Easter Sunday 1995, however, my body had been shaking during worship services at church and in moments of personal prayer.

There’s something about the night--a time of quietness and few distractions--that affords a special opportunity for the Lord to draw close to His people. This was certainly the case with me.

Sometimes the anointing of God was so heavy on me that I felt as if I would faint. At other times it would leave me feeling dizzy and weak. Often I would lay in bed completely immobilized by the overpowering presence of God. It is all too wonderful to fully describe, but I will endeavor to show you what it was like.

The Bible is replete with examples of people quaking and shaking in the presence of the Lord. Sometimes this manifestation is accompanied by fear, but most of the time it is preparatory; God is about to do a great work through a yielded vessel. Certainly the latter was true with the prophet Jeremiah, who heard God’s voice pleading with him: “‘Do you not fear Me?’ says the LORD. ‘Will you not tremble at My presence?’” (Jeremiah 5:22).

The one who would become known as the “weeping prophet” answered God’s plea: “My heart within me is broken because of the prophets; all my bones shake. I am like a drunken man, and like a man whom wine has overcome, because of the LORD, and because of His holy words” (Jeremiah 23:9).

The Word of God shows us that trembling and shaking are appropriate physical responses to the presence of the Lord. Other examples are found in Daniel 10:7; Psalms 99:1, Pslams 114:7; Habakkuk 3:16; and Matthew 28:4, as well as in Acts 4:31, one of my favorites: “And when they had prayed, the place where they were assembled together was shaken; and they were all filled with the Holy Spirit.”


ON THE NIGHT of January 19, the Lord’s presence was so intense in my bedroom that I shook, perspired and felt very weak for more than an hour. Then I heard something. Was it the voice of my Lord and Master?

I turned my head on the pillow to look in the direction of the sound, and there, all aglow, was a figure dressed in white garments. The radiance that emanated from this unknown visitor was so brilliant that I could not see His face, but in my heart of hearts I knew that I had been blessed with a special visitation from the Lord.

How could this be happening to me? I wondered, as I began to tremble even more violently and weep tears of love and joy. It was the Lord--the Lord of heaven and earth--and He had willingly chosen to visit me in this special way. I felt so humbled by His presence. I could not stop crying.
“My daughter, Choo Nam, I am your Lord, and I want to talk to you. You have been My special daughter for a long time.”
The impact of His voice, His words, His message hit me with a supernatural force that left me reeling. My body shook harder, and I felt my spirit rising within. The gift of tongues began to flow, followed by a clear interpretation.

I moved as close to the edge of my bed as possible so that I wouldn’t waken my husband, Roger, asleep next to me. For a moment I wondered how he could possibly sleep with such brightness in the room and the incessant shaking that seemed powerful enough to make the bed collapse. But this was a special moment for me to receive from the Lord, so Roger continued to sleep.

The Lord spoke once more in His calmly reassuring yet very firm voice: “Daughter, you are such an obedient child, and I want to give you special gifts. These gifts are going to serve Me greatly. I want you to be happy about these gifts.”

I knew at that moment God was choosing me to do an important work for Him and that this must become my single-minded purpose. I knew I had nothing to give Him except my heart and my life, and I was willing to do whatever He wanted, to go wherever He wanted. It was a night of commitment, challenge and purpose. My wonderful Lord was beginning to reveal His will to me.

I have known since then that when my body begins to shake from the inside out, God soon will be speaking to me. I also knew then that His words would be life and victory.

My body stopped trembling, and I fell into one of the most peaceful, restful sleeps I could remember having in years. Throughout the next day I felt so anointed and happy because I had met the Master face-to-face. That morning I asked Roger if he had felt or heard anything during the night. He shook his head. “I guess I’m just a deep sleeper,” he said.

God had chosen me for a specific work. It was too wonderful to imagine, and yet it was exciting beyond words. I opened my Bible to the book of John and read these stirring words that coincided with Pastor Randolph’s prophecy: “You did not choose Me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit, and that your fruit should remain, that whatever you ask the Father in My name He may give you” (John 15:16).

The Lord had chosen me to go and bear lasting fruit. This is what I wanted more than anything in the world. His Word, His presence, His anointing confirmed His calling in my life. I committed my heart to obeying the Lord from that moment on, no matter what the consequences.

Then my eyes fell to the preceding verses: “You are My friends if you do whatever I command you. No longer do I call you servants, for a servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all things that I heard from My Father I have made known to you” (John 15:14-15).

God was confirming His rhema word to me--from Pastor Randolph--through His logos, the Bible. The pastor’s words came back to me: “God’s going to tell you things about people that you’ll never tell people. You’ll pray for and intercede, and hold them up in prayer because you’re going to be a friend of God--and that’s a true prophet; it’s just a friend of God. A friend of God. He’s going to tell you secrets about other people’s lives and about things He’s doing in the earth. So, get ready in 1996 for a fresh anointing of the prophetic to come upon your life.”

Now it was happening, and I could hardly wait to discover what God would tell me next.


ON JANUARY 20 I awoke between 3 A.M. and 4 A.M. The anointing of the Lord’s presence awakened me and was accompanied again by intense heat. I was half asleep, but suddenly the Lord’s voice woke me completely, saying: “Daughter, I am going to visit you many times before this work is done. Therefore, I want you to rest during daytime hours. I have many special plans for you. I will use you in a great way, but it will take awhile to get you ready for the work I’ve called you to do. You must write down what you hear during each of My visits.”

The whole experience stunned me, and I was amazed to think that He would visit me again and again. Surely one visit with the Lord should be enough. Yet He said He would be returning to me personally so that He could get me ready for the work He has for me to do.

Just as suddenly as He came into my bedroom, He departed. I could neither hear nor see Him. The shaking dissipated. His reassuring words, and His wonderful visit, left me feeling very happy, peaceful and certainly curious.

It was as if I had climbed a high mountain in my native land of Korea from which I could see clearly for miles and miles and as if I were breathing the rich, clean air of the mountain heights. My mind was focused, my heart was joyful, and I felt healthy and happy. I determined to obey the voice of the Lord by taking one step at a time, because I knew He would lead me each step of the way.


IT HAPPENED AGAIN the next morning. Between 2 A.M. and 3 A.M. I awoke suddenly. My body was shaking uncontrollably, and I was perspiring heavily. The anointing of the Lord’s presence was upon me.

The Lord said, “You are My precious daughter. I will be with you always, wherever you are. I love you just as you are.”

As I lay there, soaking in His every word, I was overcome by awe and adoration. He went on: “I am giving you the power that you will need for the work I’ve called you to do. I am preparing you to serve Me. Your body shakes as the power flows into you. I am giving you all the spiritual gifts. I am releasing your spirit so you will be completely free to serve Me.”

A few days before this I had had a dream during which I had climbed a mountain. When I reached the summit I was able to touch the clouds. The Lord reminded me of that dream and explained its spiritual significance to me.

“You will go to that height as you minister in My name,” He said.
For the first time during one of His personal visits to me I raised a question.
“Lord,” I said, “what do You want me to do? I don’t really know anything about ministering.”
“I will guide You and show You what I want You to do.”
“What about my husband?” I asked.
“Don’t worry about him. I will bless him and minister to him also.”

Once again His words were wonderfully reassuring, liberating and empowering. Truly I felt the power of His words unleashing power in my spirit. When He stopped talking to me that morning, the shaking stopped as well.


THESE WONDERFULLY NEW experiences were quickening my body with joy. My heart was soaring, and my mind was filled with childlike curiosity. Where I once had felt insecure, I felt completely free. I realized my new future would be entirely different because all my hopes and dreams truly depended on the Lord. I was truly alive, and it was a vibrant life beyond all my expectations.

On January 25 the Lord talked with me from 3 A.M. until 4 A.M. This time, I had awakened before He arrived on the scene, and while I lay silently in my bed, I anticipated another meeting with my Lord and Savior. The familiar shaking began precisely at 3:00. By now I had learned that this meant my Savior would soon be with me. I had learned to sense His presence, and when I turned in the direction where He usually stood, I saw Him.

His radiance, His strong voice, His loving presence always transport me into a different world. I’m sure it’s the realm of eternity where time and space hold little significance, and physical and material things do not matter. It is a realm of the spirit--so bright and peaceful--a place where life takes on new meaning and purpose. It is a little bit of heaven on earth.

The shaking continued for twenty minutes. I began to view it as being like a spiritual transfusion. The power of the Holy Spirit was coursing through every nerve, sinew, muscle and organ of my body. It was setting me on fire with the power of God.

This must have been what the disciples experienced on the Day of Pentecost when the Lord baptized them with the Holy Spirit and fire. “And suddenly there came a sound from heaven, as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting” (Acts 2:2 ). When the power of God falls, strangely wonderful things begin to happen in our lives.

That night Jesus spoke to me in His inimitable way, “I am your Lord, My daughter. I want You to hear and remember everything I tell you. When You write it down, use My exact words. You are sleepy, but do not miss any of the words I tell you. I will be visiting You many times in the future because I have important work for You to do. You are the child I am going to use to do this work for Me, so be prepared.”


A FEW DAYS later, on January 28, I awoke, shaking again. It was between 2:00 and 3:00 in the morning. I felt so overcome by the presence of the Lord that I was weak. My body was so hot that I was perspiring. It seemed as if I was dreaming, but I soon realized that this was no dream.

“I am your Lord, My daughter,” Jesus said. Then I glanced toward the window, in the direction of His majestic voice, and I saw His radiant figure standing there. “I know You have been so hungry to serve Me, but You did not know how to serve Me yet. I know you do not want to be embarrassed when you come before Me. I know all your thoughts, and I love your thoughts.”

This message from my Savior spoke volumes to my heart. I now knew what once I had only believed--that Jesus hears and answers prayer. I had prayed that God would help me serve Him so I will not be embarrassed when I stand before Him. I had told Him, so many times, how much I wanted to serve Him, and I always told Him that I didn’t know how.

It is for this reason that I always read the Bible both in English and Korean--to gain the deepest possible understanding of the Word of God so I can share it with others. Serving the Lord was my deepest desire after I learned what the Lord had done for me.

“Daughter, your prayers have been answered, and you will serve Me greatly. You will have much work to do for Me. What you will do for Me will please you. You are My faithful daughter, and that is why I am giving this important work for you to do.”

The shaking subsided, and the Lord departed from my room. My mind was drawn to His Word: “Now this is the confidence that we have in Him, that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us. And if we know that He hears us, whatever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we have asked of Him” (1 John 5:14-15).

I now know the truth of this wonderful prayer promise. It is an infallible premise of the Word of God that He does, in fact, hear us when we pray according to His will, and His will is revealed in the Bible.

It is His will for us to bear lasting fruit in His name. It is His will for us to minister to others. It is His will for us to believe when we pray. It is His will for us to spend time in His presence, to wait upon Him.

Therefore, when I pray according to these aspects of His will, as they are revealed in His Word, I know that He hears me. This is a very firm realization to me now.

The visitations from the Lord have given me the growing confidence that comes from spending time with God. He was there; He is always there. I know He will never leave me or forsake me. He is my friend, my constant companion, my Lord and Master. He is my loving Savior.

I now know, beyond all doubt, that God loves me and hears and answers prayer. He knows my thoughts and feelings, and He cares.


THE NEXT DAY, January 29, provided me with an inkling of God’s plans and purposes for the ministry He was preparing me for. He came to me early in the morning, just before daybreak, and said, “Daughter, I want you to look at something.”

In the spirit He transported me to an unknown church--a very large church filled with dark-skinned men. There were no women present in this particular assembly. Jesus explained, “You will visit many churches as you do My work.”

Never had I experienced anything like this. It was as if I were able to fly with the Lord to a different time and place. It was an incredible sensation. He told me more.

“My daughter, I have many surprises for you,” He said, “so expect to receive them all. I will be with you everywhere. You will never have to worry about anything while you are on this earth. I want you to be happy every day of your life.”

Then He disappeared. After this visit, I knew that each visit thereafter would provide me with new clues about my future. When the Lord told me that I would never have to worry again, I rejoiced because I had been prone to worry and insecurity since my early childhood. He was healing me on the inside while He was preparing me for ministry.

The sweetness of His presence can only be described as total peace. It enabled me to live and walk in the truth of His Word: “Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid” (John 14:27).

Chapter 3

But Jesus looked at them and said to them,
“With men this is impossible, but with God
all things are possible.”
--Matthew 19:26

ON FEBRUARY 1 the Lord visited with me as soon as I went to bed, around 11 P.M. Because of the trembling of my body that always accompanied the Lord’s visits, Roger was now sleeping in the guest bedroom. It was a good thing he had made this change, because on this particular evening the shaking was more intense than ever before, and it was accompanied by other manifestations of the Lord’s presence as well.

Immediately the Lord spoke to me, “My precious daughter, I must show you My presence and talk with you before this work begins.”

His radiant presence had always been stunningly brilliant, but this time He was dressed in white and shining like the sun. His form was beautiful to behold, and so very compelling.

I responded this time by speaking in tongues and singing in the spirit. As I sang, my hands lifted in front of me and they began to move in rhythm with the singing. It was as if I were dancing, but I remained in bed.

I lost control of the movement of my hands and watched them sway back and forth as if they were being moved by a silent wind. It was the wind of the Spirit of God that was moving them, and, upon realizing this, I was overcome with joy and began to laugh. Though I could not see the Lord’s face, I heard Him laughing as well.

This phenomenon is known as “holy laughter” in some circles. I can say without any reservation that I know it is a manifestation of the Lord’s presence.

The Bible tells us:
Make a joyful shout to the LORD, all you lands! Serve the LORD with gladness; come before His presence with singing. Know that the LORD, He is God; it is He who has made us, and not we ourselves; we are His people and the sheep of His pasture. Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, and into His courts with praise. Be thankful to Him, and bless His name. For the LORD is good; His mercy is everlasting, and His truth endures to all generations.--Psalms 100:1-5
We should not be surprised by joy and laughter when it occurs during times of worship and adoration in the presence of the Lord. It is thoroughly biblical, and we will spend all eternity in His presence, singing, worshiping, laughing, celebrating and experiencing His pleasures. In fact, this is what He wants for us because we are His children. The name of Isaac--the miracle child of Abraham--literally means “he laughs,” and God wants us to enjoy His presence through the gift of laughter.

Although many of the psalms are songs of sadness, there are some that reflect the joy and laughter that are the true inheritance of God’s people. For example, we read in Psalms 126: “When the LORD brought back the captivity of Zion, we were like those who dream. Then our mouth was filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing. Then they said among the nations, ‘The Lord has done great things for us, whereof we are glad” (vv. 1-3).

When people raise questions about the shaking, singing in the Spirit and holy laughter, I point them to these passages. Solomon, the writer of Ecclesiastes, tells us that there is “a time to weep, and a time to laugh” (Ecclesiastes 3:4). It’s a shame that so many people believe Christianity needs to be stiff and formal, when it is clear that the Lord wants us to experience a full measure of joy. Nehemiah proclaimed, “The joy of the LORD is your strength” (Nehemiah 8:10), and the book of Proverbs declares, “ A merry heart does good, like medicine” (Proverbs 17:22). Now I know the true meaning of these healing words.

I was really encouraged by the laughter of my Lord as He visited with me that night. He seemed so pleased with me. As I sang in the spirit, even my own voice took on a different quality. It was my voice--I knew that--but it sounded so different, so beautiful, clear and resonant.

Around midnight the Lord said, “I love you, My daughter, and I will continue to visit you.” As He departed I felt lighter and freer than I had ever felt before, and I was thrilled with the prospect that He would soon revisit me.


THE NEXT DAY, February 2, began with a very special visitation from the Lord. He began to share many things with me, as He had promised, “I am releasing all the power you will need to do the work I’ve chosen you to do.” As I did the night before, I was trembling and singing in the Spirit.

The Lord continued His personal message to me: “Daughter, the way I am going to use you will be so different. Many of My children will be surprised. I have gifts for all My children, but I will give each one different gifts. Daughter, I want you to be pleased with what you are going to receive.”

It was an exhilarating promise. The Lord assured me that He was preparing me for a special ministry. I wanted only to please Him.

From 2:20 A.M. to 4:18 A.M. the next day He returned to my room to tell me more about the power of prayer. He stood before me in glowing garments of white.
“My daughter, do not be afraid to pray for others, because you are receiving the gift of healing and all the other spiritual gifts,” He said. “I know that you always want to pray for others and to make them happy. That is why I am giving you these spiritual gifts.”
At first His words were difficult for me to hear. I felt very unworthy to receive so much from my Lord and Master.

He went on: “You have a special heart, and that is why I answer your prayers. I notice that your heart is pure, and you are an obedient daughter. I trust you with many things. This is why I have chosen you to do this important work. Your faith makes Me very happy, and so does your will power. Your heart is strong and independent, and I am very pleased.”

Obeying the Lord has been so important to me as a Christian. My main goal has always been to please Him. It was so wonderful to hear Him tell me I was pleasing to Him and that He had purified my heart and had seen my obedience. His message to me that night made me even more determined to follow Him in all my ways.

“This is why your faith has grown so strong and you gave up the worldly things for Me,” Jesus continued. “If you were not what you are, I could not use you for the work I have prepared. What I am going to do with you will surprise you, My daughter. I am your Lord. Remember, nothing is impossible for Me on earth or in heaven. I will release My power to you so I can use you.”

The way the Lord addressed me as “My daughter” over and over again always caused me to shed tears of love. He was so different from my earthly father. The Lord was tender, respectful, encouraging and sensitive in all His dealings with me. I knew that He knew my needs before I expressed them to Him. I knew that He was my safe place--my “Rock of refuge”--and that compared with Him, any other “refuge” was sinking sand.

He then explained the shaking in my body. “Your body shakes for a long time because you need power for this work. I want you to expect many surprises.”

More surprises? I wondered, with joy. I felt like I had already experienced enough to last a lifetime. His visits, my time in prayer and the Word, the precious moments of worship at my church--all of these were having deeply revolutionizing effects in my life.

My faith in the Lord was growing at an accelerating pace. I knew, beyond all doubt, that He is able “to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us” (Ephesians 3:20 ). The shaking in my body was His power at work in me. He was preparing me for the time when He would prove His ability to do exceedingly abundantly through me.


DURING THE NIGHT of February 12, my body shook more violently than it ever had. I was almost hurled me from the bed because it was so forceful. I tried to grab the sheets to steady myself, but I couldn’t because I had no control over my body. The shaking was unremittingly forceful, and I grew afraid.

My thoughts began to run away with me. Is all this a deception of Satan? What is happening to me? Am I going crazy? I wondered.

Then I remembered what someone had once shared with me--“When you are about to receive a blessing, Satan will try to destroy it.” Was this violent shaking the work of Satan or the work of God? I thought it might be Satan trying to harm me. I rebuked the enemy, and then the Lord interjected, “Daughter, do not fear; I am your Lord.”

That was enough for me. His sweet voice turned my fear into laughter. I heard the echoes of His soft laughter near the window. In a most pleasant and peaceful voice, He said: “No one will harm you because I will be with you always and I will protect you from the evil things of this world. You are My precious daughter.”

A passage of Scripture came to mind and complemented His words. “There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment. But he who fears has not been made perfect in love. We love Him because He first loved us” (1 John 4:18-19).

The love of the Lord in my life was more real than it had ever been. I knew He loved me. In light of such an amazing love, how could I ever be afraid? The experience of that evening taught me I never again needed to fear Satan, evil or myself, because the Lord had promised that He would be with me forever. His Word backed up this promise: “I will never leave you nor forsake you” (Hebrews 13:5).

I knew that He had called me to help fulfill His Great Commission: “Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age” (Matthew 28:19-20).

The verse preceding this tells us how this is possible: “All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth” (Matthew 28:18). His power, His authority, His strength and His might will prevail in every situation when we yield ourselves to Him.

The Lord gave me additional assurance of His will and His love when He said: “I am giving you all the gifts you will need to enable you to begin the ministry I’m giving to you. Keep a record of the day and times when I meet with you.

“Your husband, Roger, will have gifts for the ministry too. You need never worry about anything because I promise you that I will take care of you while you are on earth.”

Deep in my heart I knew I didn’t need to worry about anything again. He was taking care of everything not only in this life but also in the afterlife. His liberating promises called Psalms 23 to mind, and I focused especially on the final verse of that inspiring psalm: “Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever” (Psalms 23:6).

With such peaceful thoughts I grew sleepy, and the Lord said: “I know you are tired. Go to sleep.” The Lord does, indeed, give His beloved sleep.


FROM 11 P.M. TO 1:08 A.M. on February 19 and February 20, the Lord took me walking with Him. Once again, the familiar hard shaking of my body and the intense heat of His anointing alerted me to His imminent arrival. His presence was stronger than ever before, and then I heard His voice: “I am your Lord, My precious daughter, and I am about to release all the work I’ve prepared for you to do.” I could see Him standing by the window, and His glorious form was clearer to me than it ever had been before.

“Daughter, I must show you some things,” He stated as He extended His hand in my direction. Next, I felt the strange sensation of my body being lifted from the bed. Not knowing what was happening, I began to scream and flail my arms wildly. It seemed as if the insides of my body were detaching from the rest of me. It was an experience that truly defies description. I even felt my body to see if it was still the same. I wondered if I was dying.

My mind was clear, and I was groaning in my spirit. Then I recognized that I was with the Lord, wearing a white robe like His. My body was new. I was like a young girl again. Even my hair was long and straight.

I realized I was walking along a deserted beach with the Lord. Perhaps you can imagine how surprised I was. He had transported me from my bed, home and body and had given me a new body that enabled me to fly and walk with Him. The Lord of heaven and earth had suspended the laws of gravity, life, time and space in order to show me some things that I will never forget.

The Bible says, “Flesh and blood cannot inherit the kingdom of God; nor does corruption inherit incorruption” (1 Corinthians 15:50). I was about to discover the true meaning of these words by the apostle Paul.

As I began to take notice of my new body, I felt that it looked like me, but it wasn’t me. I had heard of out-of-the-body experiences before, but in this case I had been taken out of my body and deposited in a body that was not me--yet it was me.

It was me as I was when I was a young adolescent. I had the same hair I had as a teenager. I couldn’t see my face clearly, but I felt certain it was the face of the bewildered youth who had been without God and without hope. This time, however, the young girl knew God, and she was filled with hope. It was so fascinating. What did it all mean?


WHERE HAD THE Lord taken me? Why had He taken me with Him? I couldn’t wait to hear His answers to these questions, because I knew they were for me as well as for all those He would lead me to.

First, we went to the right side of a hill that was alive with foliage. I could see a narrow, winding road snaking its way to the summit. Then we walked alongside a narrow river that flowed with the most crystal-clear water I’d ever seen. We followed the river to the entrance of a shiny tunnel that seemed endless. It was high and wide and, in comparison, the Lord and I were quite tiny. We walked through the mysterious tunnel, and when we emerged on the other side, we walked down to the beach again.
“We are going to a very high place,” The Lord said.

The minute He spoke these words He took my hand, and my body began to lift above the surface of the beach. As it did, my physical body on the bed trembled furiously. My hands and arms began to move in all directions as if I were swimming desperately in an effort to not drown. The groanings that emanated from my spirit grew louder and stronger.

We were literally flying through the air. We landed at a location that was filled with trees and grass, and our feet set down on a narrow, winding road.

The Lord and I walked along the road that came down from the top of the hill. Eventually we reached a huge white gate that stood in front of a large white building. We walked through the gate and proceeded toward the white building.

We entered and walked down a long corridor that led to a very large room, which we entered. As I looked down, I realized for the first time that I was wearing a different robe than I had on at the beach, and I could feel something heavy was resting on my head. I reached up and discovered a beautiful crown had been placed there without my realizing it.

Then I looked directly at the Lord. He was sitting on a throne, and He wore a radiant gown and golden crown. Others were there with me, kneeling on the floor and prostrating themselves before Him.

The walls of the room were made of large shiny stones that glowed. The multicolored rocks provided an effect that made the room seem warm and happy, as well as mysterious.


THEN, JUST AS quickly as I had been transported up the mountain and into the white building, I found myself on the beach again. As I had been doing all along, I found myself alternately laughing, screaming, crying, shaking, flailing my arms and perspiring. The joy was so intense, I felt as if I could touch it. I knew I had been transported to a different world, but where was it? Why was this happening? What did it all mean?

The Lord answered my questions clearly and emphatically. “My daughter, we went to the kingdom.”
He quickly recognized the question that was forming in my heart: How did we get there?
“The only ones who will go there are the obedient and pure-hearted children.”
The Master paused for a moment and then went on, “Tell My children to preach the gospel. I am coming soon for those who are waiting and ready for Me.”
Now I knew my primary mission. I had seen the kingdom of heaven, and it was so very real. I’ll never forget all the wonderful things I saw.
The Lord added, “Those who don’t tithe are disobedient children.”
“Should I tell this to anyone, Lord?”
“I want you to tell it to everyone.”

Then He reiterated something He had commanded me to do several times before: “Write down everything I show you and tell you.”
“Tell me more, Lord.”
“Another time, My daughter. I know you are tired. Go to sleep.”

As He left, so did my transformed body. I reached over to the nightstand and got my pad and pen and began to write everything I had experienced on my exciting journey to the kingdom of God. I felt so numb and humble. There were no words to describe the feeling. I felt that I didn’t belong to this world anymore.

From then on, all I could think about was the Lord and heaven. I longed to return to the kingdom. That longing must have been heard as a prayer, for, as you will see, the Lord took me with Him many times after that.

Chapter 4

He who testifies to these things says,
“Surely I am coming quickly.” Amen.
Even so, come, Lord Jesus!
--Revelation 22:20

“MY DAUGHTER, CHOO Nam, I am your Lord.” It was the familiar voice of my Master speaking so compassionately and confidently in my bedroom during the wee hours of February 24.

The shaking in my body had already awakened me around midnight. This time I watched the clock to see how long the trembling would last. After approximately twenty minutes, the groaning from deep in my spirit began. I continued to shake, and the heat of the Lord’s anointing was causing me to perspire. It was after this time of preparation that I heard the Lord speaking to me.

I was getting somewhat accustomed to His presence. Most of the time I greatly enjoyed His visits. On this occasion, the image of His presence was very clear. His figure was bathed in a soft, warm glow of pristine whiteness. He reached His hand toward me as I continued to shake even more intensely, and my arms began to flail in every direction.

As I had experienced the week before, my spirit lifted from my body, and I could see myself as a young girl with long, straight hair. Once again I was walking on the beach with the Lord. We walked and walked and walked. It was a quiet time. Jesus seemed to be thinking, and for the longest time He did not speak a word.

One thing He did say eventually, over and over again, was, “We have a lot of work to do.”


THE MASTER AGAIN took me into a huge tunnel. Again--unlike most tunnels--it was bright and shiny. I soon realized this was the same tunnel He had taken me through the first time. I reasoned this must be the tunnel that people who have near-death experiences frequently describe as the passageway from this life to the next.

In most such cases of out-of-the-body experiences, people report that they are hurled into a long, dark tunnel at a rapid pace. At the far end of the tunnel they can see the glorious brightness of heaven. This, I thought, must be the doorway to the indescribably wonderful kingdom of heaven. Now my Lord and Savior was taking me there again.

We walked by the beautiful, crystal-clear river once more, and then we returned to the beach. Jesus then said, “We are going to heaven.”

My heart leaped into my throat as my soul was flooded with excited anticipation over the realization that I was going to heaven. I was going home, and Jesus was giving me a personal tour of the afterlife so I could write about it and let others know. It was so thrilling to be chosen for such an honor, and I could hardly contain the joy that overwhelmed me.

No sooner had Jesus announced our destination than I began to fly. I had flown in airplanes before, and those flights were always exciting and exhilarating; but this time my body was taking flight like a bird. I remembered the passage from Isaiah: “But those who wait on the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint” (Isaiah 40:31).

I had always interpreted that verse from a spiritual perspective, but now it had become a living reality. I was flying and soaring like an eagle, and I was not afraid, because I knew Jesus was with me.

The experience of flight did not last long, however. It seemed like only a second. Soon we touched down on a narrow, winding road that was beautifully bordered by tall trees and lush, green grass. Just ahead I could see a huge gate that was set in a white fence. As we approached the gate I noticed that the road on the other side of the fence was all white, and on both sides of the lane, gorgeous flowers of every type and hue displayed their varied colors and tender blossoms.

I had never seen such beauty before, and another verse came to mind:
So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?

Therefore do not worry, saying, “What shall we eat?” or “What shall we drink?” or “What shall we wear?” For after all these things the Gentiles seek. For your heavenly Father knows that you need all these things. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you.--MATTHEW 6:28-33

Then I began to understand more clearly why God was permitting me to visit His kingdom. I realized at that moment that if mortals on earth could see what I was seeing, they would never worry again. I knew I had to tell everyone I met about my experiences so that they, too, would never need to worry again.

God indeed does take care of everything in our lives. God is working His purposes out. His love for His children is unrelenting. His Word is true. Now the burning desire of my heart is to help people to understand, to see, to believe the truth. My experiences have taught me that “all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose” (see Romans 8:28 ).


THE ARRAY OF flowers was more spectacular than any garden I’d ever seen. I found myself thinking, I’m happy to know there are flowers in heaven. They had the most lovely blossoms I’d ever seen, and they seemed to grow brighter and more colorful as we approached the entrance to the large, white palace we had been walking toward.

Jesus led me up the steps to the double doors at the front. I noticed that the entry was framed with gold, and beautiful stained-glass panels were on both sides. We walked through the doors onto a white marble floor. The shiny stone walls of the corridor reminded me that I was in the vicinity of the throne room of God once more, and with each step we took, my heart pounded more intensely.

We entered the room, and it was even more awe-inspiring than before. The Lord’s glistening, golden throne stood atop a raised, oval-shaped platform. Beams of radiant glory streamed from the center of the room where this platform was located.

I was directed by an angel to a little room on the side, and I was surprised to discover a powder room there. A full-length mirror covered the entire wall on the left side of this room, and many beautiful velvet chairs were neatly arranged in front of the mirror.

A beautiful being stood in front of me, and I immediately perceived that I was with an angel. The being opened a large, walk-in closet that contained many robes, gowns and crowns. The angel selected one of the gowns and put a crown on me. Each robe had rich embroidered colors. I thought the garments were the most stunning and expensive clothing I’d ever seen.

After I was dressed, the angel escorted me back to the main room. The Lord was waiting for me. I noticed that He was wearing a gown and crown like mine.

He took me to another building that looked like the pictures of medieval European castles I’d frequently seen. There was a rock wall on both sides of the castle, and magnificent flowers were planted all around. As I took in the scene in front of me, I felt like I was in a wonderland of beauty, peace and happiness. I did not want to return to earth.

The Bible says we all will worship the Lord before His throne: “All nations whom You have made shall come and worship before You, O Lord, and shall glorify Your name. For You are great, and do wondrous things; You alone are God” (Psalms 86:9-10). In another place the psalmist proclaims, “The LORD has established His throne in heaven, and His kingdom rules over all. Bless the LORD, you His angels, who excel in strength, who do His word” (Psalms 103:19-20). The prophet Isaiah says: “Heaven is My throne, and earth is My footstool” (Isaiah 66:1). Heaven is such a glorious place, and it will be a joy to worship God there throughout eternity.

I once heard a chorus about heaven that proclaimed: “Heaven is better than this / Praise God / What joy and bliss / Walking down the streets of solid gold / You’ll enter a land where you’ll never grow old” (source unknown). Now I know the truth of this song. Heaven is far better than this earth. Truly, there is no comparison between earth and heaven.

We entered the castle, and I immediately noticed how colorfully carpeted the foyer was. The elegant furniture was selected to fit the color and style of the carpeting. The walls were sparkling and shiny--so brilliant, in fact, that they almost blinded me. At the end of the hallway, just ahead, I noticed a sliding door. I wondered what we would discover on the other side.


THE SLIDING GLASS door, I soon discovered, did not lead into another room; rather, it was a doorway to the castle’s garden. In the center of this glorious place there was a pond. The entire “back yard” was surrounded by a rock wall. Flowers of every type and description formed a sea of beauty everywhere I looked.

I noticed that a variety of fruit trees grew close to the rock wall. These trees were filled with the biggest, most luscious-looking fruits I’d ever seen. They were ringed by a magnificent profusion of lovely flowers. Scattered throughout this amazing garden were huge, gray boulders that seemed to be strategically placed for sitting and resting.

The pond really intrigued me, and as soon as I saw it, I began to sing in the Spirit and to dance for joy. I can’t really explain why I reacted to the scene with such enthusiasm, but something supernatural was propelling me to express my gratitude, happiness and peace in a demonstrable way. The Lord sat on a rock and watched me dance.

I recalled a verse from the Old Testament: “Then David danced before the LORD with all his might” (2 Sam. 6:14). The pond reminded me of a verse in the book of Revelation: “And the Spirit and the bride say, ‘Come!’ And let him who hears say, ‘Come!’ And let him who thirsts come. And whoever desires, let him take the water of life freely” (Revelations 22:17). Yes, there are bodies of water in heaven, and the water of this pond was clear and placid. It shone like crystal.

He, the Lord, spoke to me, “This is a special pond.”

I knew it was, but I could not understand why. The Lord did not explain His statement to me at that moment, but I surmised that the pond held many spiritual secrets that I would eventually learn, one by one. I wondered: Is this where my sins, and the sins of all other believers, have been buried? Is the pond a symbol of the water of the Word of God?

Certainly, water typifies the cleansing from sin that our Lord has provided for us. His Word tells us that “if we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness” (see 1 John 1:9). Words of Jesus, as recorded by the apostle John, entered my mind: “Most assuredly, I say to you, unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God” (John 3:5).


AFTER A FEW moments of pure enjoyment, as I danced and sang nearby the pond, the Lord took me back to the white palace where I changed into the clothing I was wearing when He took me to heaven. Then we walked back to where we had landed on the mountain covered with trees and green bushes.
“We are going back to earth,” the Lord said.

He took my hand again and we began to fly from the heavenly firmament to earth. We went back to the place where we had begun this particular journey--the beautiful, peaceful beach along which we had strolled before.

Jesus said: “My daughter, now you know how special you are to Me. I want you to remember it took Me a long time to prepare you to bring you to My kingdom, to show you these things so you could tell the world.”

I nodded my agreement with what He was telling me.
The Lord continued: “I want you to remember everything I tell you and show you. Make sure you write everything down. I will make sure everyone understands all the things I show and tell you.”

This part of His message lifted the heavy load of responsibility that I had been feeling since He first told me that I had been chosen to do His work. Now I knew that He would simply speak through me and reach out to others. I only had to be willing to be used by Him. There was nothing hard about that, after all that I had experienced and seen.

Jesus went on, “Many people think I will never come for them, but I tell you, I am coming sooner than they think.”

When He said this, the tone of His voice changed. He seemed to be almost angry, or at least I sensed a great urgency in His words. It was a warning. It was a message I had to share--and share now. The End Times are truly upon us. Jesus is coming soon.

I believe the Lord is ready for His people, but His people are not ready for Him. He sounds very urgent. This is why I must get this message out. I have no alternative--I simply must obey the Lord. People need to be warned that the coming of the Lord is near. People need to get ready for His Second Coming by repenting of their sins and receiving Him into their lives.
The Bible is very clear about this:
But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe in His name: who were born, not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God. And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we beheld His glory, the glory as of the only begotten of the Father, full of grace and truth.--JOHN 1:12-14
Jesus--the living Word of God--was telling me to go quickly and tell others that He is soon to return. That’s what He meant when He said, “We have a lot of work to do.”


THE END OF February 1996 was even more thrilling than the beginning had been. From 4 A.M. to 5:30 A.M. on February 28 the Lord was with me. He came to me and said, “Choo Nam, I am your Lord.”

He reached out and took my hand, and we were miraculously transported to the beautiful beach. He held my hand as we walked along the shore, and this time the Lord seemed eager to talk with me. It was as if He had a burning desire to share many things with me.

We sat down on the sand near the edge of the ocean. As the waves ebbed and flowed in front of us, an amazing thing happened. The edge of the water turned to blood. A dark red, foaming surf surged in front of us. It seemed as if the blood was filthy, and I asked, “Why is the blood so dirty?”

“It is My blood, Choo Nam,” He said. “It has washed away all the sins of My children.”

I began to weep as I heard this statement. He had shed His blood for me, to cleanse me of all my sins. He who knew no sin became sin for me so I could be clothed with the righteousness of God. The blood of the perfect Lamb of God had washed me clean and set me free. It is His blood that enables me to defeat the enemy in my life. The tears I cried came from a deep reservoir in my soul as I recognized with gratitude all that Jesus had done for me.
“Don’t cry, My daughter,” He said.

He took my hand, and off we flew once more. As I ascended with the Lord, I knew He was going to reveal more truth to me. I was filled with eager anticipation.
“We are going to heaven,” He stated.

My transformed body was devoid of physical sensation as we lifted from the beach. The sensation of flying in my transformed body does not make me feel light-headed or dizzy because my transformed body does not react like my earthly one would in similar circumstances.


WHEN WE ARRIVED in the kingdom of heaven, we walked along the familiar road, went through the now-familiar gate and entered the white palace. We changed into the beautiful gowns of the kingdom. Then we went to the pond again.

The pond--it is such a special, extraordinary place. Once more I sang the songs of the Spirit and danced before the Lord. He simply sat on a rock and watched me enjoy myself. It seemed to please Him to see me dancing and singing and praising God.
“Do you like this place, My daughter?”
“Yes, my Lord,” I said, smiling.
“I will bring you here each time you come to heaven.”

This announcement thrilled me for two reasons--I wanted to keep on coming back, and I loved this particular, extraordinary setting near the pond. It was an oasis from the cares of this world--a place of refreshing, discovery and joy. I loved it here.

Before long, we left the pond and walked to the white building where we changed to regular robes and flew down to the beach on earth. I wondered why He didn’t show me anything new when He took me to heaven this time. We walked by the river where the tunnel is that I saw before, and I saw the river turn to blood. Jesus pointed out, “That is My blood--the blood I shed for My children.”

His words caused me to cry. I bowed my head and began to sob.
The Lord touched my head and said, “Do not cry, My daughter.”

It was the pleading sadness in His voice that caused me to keep on weeping. He wanted His children to know He had willingly shed His blood for them, but so many failed to recognize this powerful provision in their lives. Again, the truth of Scripture echoed in my mind: “He came to His own, and His own did not receive Him” (John 1:11). I could tell that this fact caused pain and grief in my Lord’s heart, and I felt so honored and thankful that He had chosen to share these feelings with me.

“I did everything for My children,” He said. “Even so, some of them do not believe, and even some who do, do not live by My words.”

The hurt in my Lord’s voice was very real. I remembered how He had once wept over the city of Jerusalem because the people there had forsaken Him. I remembered how He had been saddened by the fact that His disciples did not understand Him. He had really been bothered by the fact that some of them fell asleep instead of praying on the night of His betrayal.

How it must have hurt Him when Peter denied that he knew Him, and how deeply He must have suffered when Judas Iscariot betrayed Him. Yet every day, as He acknowledged to me, His children turn away from Him, betray Him, forget Him and lose sight of the power of His blood that He shed for them. I sensed the deep pain my Master was feeling.

Now I knew more than ever why my calling must be fulfilled. People--both the saved and the lost--need to know the power of the blood of Jesus. They need to understand all that He accomplished for them at Calvary.

The people of God, as well as people in the world, need to know that Jesus has made a way for them to overcome the world, darkness, evil and all the works of the enemy. The blood of Jesus--a scarlet thread that weaves the entire Bible together--has made a way for them.
They need to know that the truth of what Jesus said in Revelation is upon us even now:
Because you have kept My word of patience endurance, I also will keep you from the hour of trial which shall come upon the whole world, to test those who dwell on the earth. Behold, I am coming soon! Hold fast what you have, that no one may take your crown.
He who overcomes, I will make him a pillar in the temple of My God, and he shall go out no more. I will write on him the name of My God and the name of the city of My God, the New Jerusalem, which comes down out of heaven from My God. And I will write on him My new name. He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches.--REVELATION 3:10-13

Chapter 5

Because of the hope which is laid up for
you in heaven, of which you heard before in the
word of the truth of the gospel.
--Colossians 1:5

“THE ONLY ONES who can come here are the ones whose hearts are as pure as the water,” Jesus assured me after we arrived in heaven during the early hours of February 29. “My daughter, Choo Nam, the work I’ve called you to do is very important to Me, and it needs to be completed soon.”

I stood in His glorious presence amazed. He had arrived in my room at 4:15 A.M. We went to the tunnel I’d seen before. This time it was brighter and shinier, and the walls of the tunnel sparkled with a magnificent array of colors. It was like a mine that contained diamonds, emeralds, sapphires and rubies. It was breathtaking.

The next stop was the beach, where I noticed the water was a dirty bloodlike color once again. The edge of the sand, where the waves had washed up, was dirty and blood-colored, too.
“It is My blood,” the Lord told me again.

The Master is a very patient teacher. He frequently repeats the most important parts of His message so I will be sure to understand what He is preparing me for. Every time He shows me the blood He shed for His children, including me, I begin to weep.

Upon seeing my tears, Jesus comforted me by saying: “My kingdom is ready for My children. Whoever is ready and wants to come will be permitted to be here.”


WE WALKED PAST a beautiful white gate that seemed to be inlaid with pure ivory and smooth pearls. Then we entered the majestic white palace where an angel escorted me into the powder room and I put on the beautiful gown that had been prepared for me.

Next, Jesus took me to a river. A gray stone wall ran alongside the stream, and stately evergreens formed the backdrop. I noticed how clear and still the water was. It sparkled like the finest crystal I’d ever seen.

The Lord reiterated the invitation He extends to all who want to follow Him and have an eternal home with Him in heaven, “The only ones who can come here are the ones whose hearts have been made as pure as the water.”

I then noticed other beautiful white buildings in the vicinity of the beautiful river, just behind the tall trees. Jesus took me to one of the dwellings. It was a white mansion sumptuously landscaped with a profusion of colorful flowers and leafy trees. The most wonderful flowers I’d ever seen graced the doorway. The doors were lovely as well, decorated with extraordinary stained-glass panels.

Inside the palace, everything was colorful and shiny. The great room was filled with people who were wearing beautiful gowns, and each person was wearing a crown that was set with jewels of every variety. I felt like Cinderella at the ball.

Many men were present in the room, but there were very few women. The Lord didn’t explain who these individuals were or why they were there, but He did tell me, “You will be like them.”

I responded to this prophetic word with tears. Every time the Lord gave me new insights I would cry because I felt so humbled by His goodness and His grace. I was so humbled, in fact, that I said, “I don’t deserve it!”
The tone of the Lord’s voice reflected anger as He rebuked me, “Don’t say that again, daughter.”


AFTER CHANGING INTO our heavenly robes and crowns, the Lord and I walked and talked together by the peaceful pond I had seen before. It was my third visit to this special place of communion with Him.

I took hold of the Master’s arm and said: “I don’t want to leave here. I want to stay here with you forever.”

“Not yet, My daughter. You have a lot of work to do for Me first. I must show you so much of heaven, and I will bring you here many more times. I want you to be happy, My precious daughter.”

We returned to the palace and changed into our regular clothing. Then we went back to the beach on earth and sat down on the shore. The Lord held my hand and told me: “I am giving you healing power and the other spiritual gifts. Wherever you are, I’ll be there to guide you. You will serve Me all over the world.”

Such a message should have filled me with eager anticipation, but it actually overwhelmed me. “Lord, I don’t know anything.”
“You don’t have to know anything. I will do everything for you. Also, your husband will be with you. He will serve with you.”

That part of His announcement brought a measure of relief to me. It was calming to know Roger would be a part of the ministry God was preparing me for. I had often leaned on my husband for strength and encouragement, and it was comforting to know that he would be my partner in ministry. At the same time, however, I sensed the Lord was calling me to depend totally on Him--not on Roger or myself or anyone except Him.

A passage sailed across my mind: “Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths” (Proverbs 3:5-6). I determined that I would claim this promise from that moment on. I knew that the Lord would direct my paths each step of the way. I also knew the truth of His Word: “Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path” (Psalms 119:105). I committed myself to walking in the light of God’s Word from then on.

I believed that Jesus would always be with me. Therefore, I would never need to fear anyone or anything. He had spoken to me. He had held my hand. He had comforted me. He had made personal promises to me. How could I ever doubt His presence, His reality, His truth?

I would never be the same. Jesus, my Lord and Savior, had taken me to heaven in order to prepare me for a ministry that would share the truth of eternity with others. He had called me, chosen me and selected me for this important work.

As I was reflecting on these wonderful things, I realized I was truly happy for the first time in my life. I had found my purpose and my completion in Him, and He was altogether lovely to me.

Though my confidence and my faith were growing, I still responded meekly to the Lord’s words.
“Lord, I am very shy, and I don’t really know how to pray for others in public.”
“I will take care of everything,” He answered. “I will be with you always. I want you to tell everyone what I show you and tell you. The whole world will know these things very soon.”


THOUGH I WAVERED from time to time, Jesus was always faithful. He patiently and lovingly reminded me of the power of His presence that I had experienced firsthand.

“My daughter, Choo Nam, I want you to be patient,” He continued, “because it is going to take a while to show you and tell you all I have to reveal. There is much to do because you are going to write a book for Me.”

This announcement was truly shocking news. I didn’t say the words aloud, but I thought, How can I write a book, since I don’t know anything?

By this time I knew better than to disagree with the Lord. I was learning that if He told me to do something, then He would enable me to accomplish it. I never asked for the gifts He was so lavishly and graciously pouring upon me, but I did remember praying for the gifts of healing and ministry that would enable me to lead others to Him. Now He was answering those prayers in ways that far exceeded my expectations! That’s the kind of God we serve.

Jeremiah wrote, “Call to Me, and I will answer you, and show you great and mighty things, which you do not know” (Jeremiah 33:3). This was one prayer promise that was proving itself true and dependable in my life. Over and over again the Lord honored me with abundant spiritual blessings that I did not deserve.

“I do not want you to miss anything I show or tell you,” He instructed. “Nothing more; nothing less. Everything has to be exactly as I reveal it to you.”


AS THE GLORY of springtime neared, I realized that nothing on this earth could truly compare with the glorious beauty of heaven. Early in the morning of March 1, the Lord visited me once more, in the usual way, saying, “My precious daughter, we have work to do.” He reminded me of several things He had already spoken: “I chose you, My daughter, because of your obedience to Me. I like your will power and your faith.”

Since becoming a Christian, I have never once seriously doubted my Lord. In fact, my reverential fear of Him, mixed with my great love for Him, has led me to conclude that I must never displease Him. These convictions keep me on the path of obedience in my walk with God.

The Lord said, “I must show you more of the kingdom.” He took my hand and we went back to the seashore. Then my body began to ascend into the heavens. I realized this time that the journey upward was more like floating than flying. I was being gently lifted from the earth.

I often wondered why we departed from the beach, rather than somewhere else, and I concluded that it must be because the site is usually deserted so early in the morning. I chuckled when I thought what might happen if someone saw us ascending into heaven. More than likely they would think they were seeing an alien abduction or a hallucination. They probably wouldn’t mention it to anyone for fear of being called crazy.

Then it occurred to me that some people could think the same about me when I would begin to tell my story. The thought was extinguished by a wonderful sense of peace that washed over me as I realized such concerns do not matter because I know that Jesus has fully accepted me. Therefore, why should I ever worry about what others think?


JESUS HELD MY hand as we were being lifted from this planet. We landed in the same place as usual, and He led me to a fruitful orchard. It was huge, and every row of fruit trees was in a perfect line. Each tree was laden with ripe, luscious fruits. They all produced a different kind of fruit. The orchard was so vast that it seemed endless.

The Lord picked an oval-shaped purple fruit and handed it to me. Then He did the same with a round, deep-red fruit. I ate them, but I could not taste them very well.

I reciprocated by picking a small, round, pink fruit for the Lord to eat. Though I could not see His face clearly, I sensed that He was smiling and I knew He was very pleased by what I had done.

Next, we went to the now-familiar white palace where we changed into our heavenly attire. The Lord took His seat on His golden throne. Once again, the room was filled with people who were wearing beautiful gowns and crowns like mine.

The atmosphere in the room was one of peace and worship. The people were humbling themselves before the Lord. I tried to join in, but my sense of amazement and wonder did not permit me to focus on worship as quickly as I would have liked.

Before I realized all that had transpired, the Lord had changed back into His regular gown. He reached out, took my hand and led me outside. The experiences I’ve had in the kingdom of God occur so quickly that it sometimes seems as if I’m living out the fast-forwarding of a video tape.

The Lord led me across a golden bridge that arched over a fast-flowing river. The banks of the river were very fertile, and magnificent trees and flowers grew on both sides. The trees and flowers in heaven are different in so many ways from those we know on earth. There are many varieties, and they are bigger, healthier, more colorful and more beautiful than any plants I’ve ever seen.

I felt as if I were in a fairytale land like those illustrated in the picture books I would read to my children--except this was no fantasy.


AFTER WALKING OVER the beautiful golden bridge, the Lord led me to a place where babies and infants--many of whom looked as if they had just been born--were kept. It was a huge room, like a warehouse, and wasn’t fancy or pretty. It was filled with babies who were naked and lying close to one another.
“Why are there so many babies here?” I inquired.
“These are babies of mothers who did not want them. I will keep their babies!” the Lord answered.
“What are you going to do with them, Lord?”
“If their mothers are saved, they can have their babies back.”
“What will happen if their mothers are not saved? What will you do then?”
“Other mothers will have them when all My children come into the kingdom.”

I then understood that these babies had been aborted from their mothers’ wombs, and I began to cry. Jesus shouted, “I do not like abortion!” His voice and His demeanor grew harsh and angry, and I realized, then and there, that this was a message I would soon be sharing with all who would listen.

The Lord does not like abortion. It is one of the worst of all sins to Him. It was Jesus who had said, “Let the little children come to Me, and do not forbid them; for of such is the kingdom of God” (Mark 10:14). Jesus loves little children, and I could see His tender compassion for these aborted babies as I watched Him and listened to Him.

Nearly 1 in every 4 pregnancies in the United States today ends in abortion. How this grieves the Lord. The United States has the most permissive abortion laws of any democracy, and the number of abortions continues to accelerate. I’ll never forget what I saw that morning in heaven, and I’ll never be able to remain silent about the horrendous sin of abortion again.

Since that time I have been praying for the women of our nation, asking God to open their eyes to the truth about abortion, to keep them from making the wrong choice. I now know that the choice of abortion has eternal consequences, and I pray that the numbing of the American conscience with regard to this form of murder will be lifted.

I can still hear the Lord’s angry voice trembling with emotion as He said, “I do not like abortion!”

“Heaven is better than this / Praise God / What joy and bliss / Walking down the streets of solid gold / You’ll enter a land where you’ll never grow old.”


THE LORD TOOK me to a barren site outside the gate of the kingdom and showed me many people wearing sand-colored robes were in this region, standing very close together, and I noticed that they looked forlorn and lonely even though they were in the midst of so many others.

I had no idea who these individuals were, but I knew the Lord would answer my questions about them when He determined I was ready. He took me up a little hillside that was dotted with white buildings on both sides. A body of water separated the two sides from each other, and trees surrounded the water.

In front of the buildings I noticed many adults and children who were wearing white gowns, and some of them were wearing crowns. They were simply standing there with very happy looks on their faces. I sensed the Lord was showing me a vivid contrast between those who were happy and those who were sad. I assumed the happy ones were people who had given their hearts and lives to the Lord Jesus Christ.

The next stop on our heavenly itinerary was the huge white mansion where Jesus had taken me before. Again, I noticed that inside the great room were numerous men, but very few women. “Who are these people?” I asked.
“These are people who sacrificed for Me.”

I wondered how many of them were the patriarchs and saints of the Bible, and I remembered faith’s “hall of fame” in Hebrews 11, which lists the great men and women of faith, such as Abel, Enoch, Noah, Abraham and Sarah, and what they accomplished through faith. Then I was reminded of a very important verse: “But without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him” (Hebrews 11:6).

Abel’s sacrifice was more excellent than Cain’s because it was presented in faith and obedience. Abraham’s willingness to sacrifice His own son, Isaac, to the Lord confirmed his faith and His desire to please the Lord. And now I knew that God honors such sacrifices. In fact, He calls us to surrender everything to Him.

By showing me this room that was filled with people wearing beautiful gowns and bejeweled crowns, Jesus was portraying the importance of sacrifice. I remembered Paul’s words:
I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.
--ROMANS 12:1-2


MY HEART LEAPED within as I committed everything to my Lord and Master. This, I realized, was the sacrifice He required of me.

After seeing all these scenes, we went to the white palace and changed into beautiful gowns and crowns. Then the Lord took me to the peaceful pond where we had spent such wonderful times of fellowship together. This time we just sat and talked.

Then it occurred to me that the only places where the Lord really opened up and shared His heart with me were on the earthly beach and at this heavenly pond. At other times, when He was showing me different aspects of the heavenly kingdom, He would rarely talk. I loved the more relaxing times when He was able to tell me the things that were important to me.

He went on to remind me, “I am telling you all this and showing you these things so you can tell the world.” Then He reiterated the importance of all these experiences by saying, “I know that a lot of My children don’t think I will come back for them for a long time. Some even think I will never come back for them, but I want you to tell them that My kingdom is ready for those who are ready and waiting for Me. I am coming very soon.”

Again, there was such a sense of urgency in His voice. Whenever I am in heaven, the only one who ever speaks to me is the Lord. His words are so vital. Even the angel who helps me to change my robes does not speak to me, but constantly smiles in such reassuring ways at me.

The Lord showed me the ocean of dirty blood once more, and then He concluded that visit to heaven with these words: “I’ll never leave you. I’ll be with you forever. I will guide everything that you do. You will not have to worry about anything because I will be there to do it for you. I am releasing My power to you and in you. You will be able to heal the sick and do the same things I did when I lived on earth. The key to these gifts is your faith, My daughter.”

His words, so tender and uplifting, opened fountains of tears deep within my soul. “Do not cry, My daughter.” He continued. “I want you always to remember how precious you are to Me. I will talk with you again.”

From that day forward I have felt like I’m living more in heaven than on earth. My visits to heaven have wrought permanent changes in my life. I don’t even require as much sleep as I used to, because I feel supernaturally energized by power from on high. Truly, I know that heaven is so real, and this makes all the difference in this world.

Chapter 6

And being in torments in Hades, he lifted up his eyes
and saw Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom. Then
he cried and said, “Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send
Lazarus that he may dip the tip of his finger in water and
cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.”
--Luke 16:23-24 (emphasis added)

ON MARCH 2 the Lord awakened me at 3 A.M. His visit lasted for three hours. As usual, we started our journey at the seashore. This time the Lord and I walked for a while. I wondered where He was taking me.

I noticed that the hill with so many trees and bushes was to our right. At the bottom of the hill, close to the sand, were many large and small rocks. We sat on a large rock, and I noticed that the clear water suddenly turned to blood. It always disturbed me to see this reminder of the Lord’s sacrifice, so I began to look up, turning my head away from the sea.

Just then I noticed that the nearby mountains were ablaze with bright red flames. I was very surprised at this scene. The brightness of the blaze was soon replaced by a dark, smoky haze that covered the entire scene.

People were fleeing from some unknown location and heading toward the beach. I noticed that some of them were naked, as if they had had to leave their beds so quickly that they had not had time to dress. Panic was on their faces, and they were running as fast as they could. Some stumbled, and the throng ran right over them. They seemed to be fleeing from some terrifying monster.

Soon the entire beach around us was filled with these frightened people. The fire they were fleeing from now filled the surrounding area. Most surprising was that flames began to leap from the bloody ocean. It was as if the world was coming to an end right in front of me.

Outbursts of flame were popping from the ocean as if from miniature volcanoes, and the flames began to creep toward the shoreline. It was intensely frightening, and I began to sob as I listened to the screams of the mob around me.

Before this time, we had only sat peacefully on the sand on this beach. The scene taking place in front of me was horrifying and terrifying. I knew the Lord had a purpose for showing these things to me. Suddenly the scene changed back to normal.
“Why are you showing this to me, Lord?” I asked.
“All the things you see are going to happen very soon. So many people do not believe My Word, so I have chosen you to help them see the truth. What I show to you, I want you to tell the world.”
There was anger in the tone of the Lord’s voice.

We left the rock where we were sitting and walked along the sand. Jesus spoke once more.
“I must show you more of the kingdom,” He said.

We went through the usual processes to get there. I had the privilege once again of standing before the Lord’s throne with so many others who were humbling themselves in His presence. I joined in the worship that all of us were experiencing, and it was a wonderful time of peace, adoration, joy and blessing.

My visits to the Lord’s throne room have opened my eyes to the great importance of worship in our lives. This is what we have been created for--to worship God and to enjoy Him forever. This is how we will spend all eternity.

The scene in front of me was exactly as it is described in the book of Revelation, in which John writes: “Immediately I was in the Spirit; and behold, a throne set in heaven, and One sat on the throne. And He who sat there was like a jasper and a sardius stone in appearance; and there was a rainbow around the throne, in appearance like an emerald” (Revelations 4:2 -3). How exciting it was for me to realize I was going through the same experience the apostle John had reported about in the last book of the Bible. The Lord had spoken to him in the same way He had invited me, “Come up here, and I will show you things which must take place after this” (Revelations 4:1).

I knew from what the Lord had told me that people were not heeding the words of the Revelation, and now He wanted me to reiterate its message so that as many as possible would truly believe.


JESUS TOOK MY hand and led me out of the throne room into a big, beautiful flower garden. In contrast with the horror I had seen at the beach, the peace of this immense garden filled me with love. I began to sing with joy, and a smile came automatically to my face. The Lord picked a flower, something like a rose, and gave it to me. I held onto it throughout this visit to the kingdom of heaven.

The garden was so vast that I could not see where it ended. It was a true paradise of beauty, love, joy and peace. The aroma was sweeter than any I had ever known. This was heaven, and it was more beautiful than I had ever imagined it could be.

We hiked out of the garden, along a narrow, winding road that led to a mountain vista overlooking a lush, green valley. I could see animals of all sorts galloping and playing among the trees. I particularly noticed a spectacular deer that looked so strong and healthy.

I noticed that these animals, which would usually be considered wild, were playful with one another. It was like a scene from Disney’s Bambi movie.

As I turned in another direction, I noticed a beautiful river. Along the river was a rock wall, and magnificent dwellings were situated on the left side of the river. Many of these homes looked like castles where only the very wealthy might live.

The Lord said, “These are houses for My special children.”
I was very curious about this place, but the Lord didn’t take me closer to it. He only showed it to me from the top of the hill and from a very far distance.

Beholding that sight, I realized the truth of His Word: “In My Father’s house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself; that where I am, there you may be also. And where I go you know, and the way you know” (John 14:1-3).

There was a time when I wondered if this was simply figurative language, symbolic of heavenly things. Now I know those mansions and castles are real, and the Lord has already prepared them for us. More importantly, He wants us to be with Him there forever!


THE LORD LED me to a different area outside the gates of the kingdom. We continued to ascend the mountain, and as we climbed higher and higher the road became rougher and rougher. We hiked along this narrow road for a long time, and it eventually led us through a dark tunnel. When we emerged from the tunnel, I noticed that we had climbed even higher up the hillside. It seemed strange to me that heaven would have such a dark tunnel and a winding, rough road.

When we reached the summit and I looked over the crest of the mountain, I could see fumes and dark smoke rising from a deep pit. It was like the crater of a volcano, and inside I could see flames scorching a multitude of people who were screaming and crying in the kind of agony that only the severely burned truly know.

The people were naked, without hair, and standing close to one another, moving like worms, and the flames were scorching their bodies. There was no escape for those who were captured in the pit--its walls were too deep for them to climb, and hot coals of fire were all around the edges.

Even though the Lord did not tell me this, I knew I was standing at the brink of hell. It was even more horrible than the description the Bible gives: “The sea gave up the dead who were in it, and Death and Hades delivered up the dead who were in them. And they were judged, each one according to his works. Then Death and Hades were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death. And anyone not found written in the Book of Life was cast into the lake of fire” (Revelations 20:13-15). Throughout the Gospels and the book of Revelation, Jesus was careful to tell us about the horrors of hell.

The flames would leap out unexpectedly from all directions. People would move away, and then as soon as they seemed to think that they were safe, another fire would burst forth. There was no rest for these unfortunate victims of sin; they were doomed to spend all eternity being scorched and burned as they endeavored to escape the flames of hell.
“Who are these people?” I asked.
“My daughter, these people did not know Me.”

He made this statement with a voice that heaved with grief. I could tell that the Lord was not pleased by the sight in front of us; it bothered Him deeply. I knew that He had no control over the destinies of people who deliberately chose to reject Him. These were the ones who were writhing in pain and suffering in the pit.

I knew two vitally important things that I had to share with others. On one hand, heaven is real; on the other, hell is just as real. I know many people who do not believe in either place, and I knew it would become my mission to show them the reality of the afterlife.

I knew my parents had never given their hearts to Jesus, so I began to wonder about them.
“Lord, what about my parents?” I asked. “I know they weren’t saved, but they were good people.”
“I’m sorry, my daughter. There is nothing I can do for those who do not know Me.” My Lord Jesus voice was so sad when He said this.

The importance of His words stung me as I realized my mother and father must be among the doomed I was watching in the pit of hell. I sobbed the whole time He showed me these scenes.

The Lord touched my head, and took my hand, leading me down a dark tunnel, and we emerged on another rough road that ran very far and to the edge of the pit. This mountain road led through tall trees and huge rocks. When we got to the top, I looked out over a brown and lifeless valley. Everywhere there was brown. The whole region seemed to be filled with dead grass.

I noticed multitudes of people who were wearing sand-colored robes roaming aimlessly in the vicinity of the pit’s yawning mouth. Their heads were hanging low, and they looked very dejected and hopeless.

“Who are these people, Lord?” I asked.
“They are disobedient ‘Christians.’”
“How long will they have to stay in this barren, lifeless place?”
“Forever, My daughter. The only ones who will enter My kingdom are the pure of heart--My obedient children.”

He went on to explain: “Many who call themselves ‘Christians’ do not live by My Word, and some of them think that going to church once a week is enough. They never read My words, and they pursue worldly things. Some who even know My words never have their hearts with Me.”

The whole plan and purpose of God was beginning to clarify in my thinking. I remembered how Jesus had warned that it is hard to enter His kingdom, and now I had an inkling of what that meant.

“My daughter, My Word says that it is hard to enter the kingdom of heaven, but so few really believe this and understand its importance. I am revealing this to you so you can warn them,” He explained.

As if to reiterate the importance of His message, the Lord took me to the beautiful castles I had seen earlier. As we got closer to these dwellings, I could see the streets were paved with lustrous gold and that every castle was lavishly decorated with the finest gems. It’s true--heaven’s streets are paved with solid gold!

I longed to go into one of the castles, but the Lord stopped me by saying, “I will take you later.” I was disappointed, but I felt so privileged that I had seen this city where the saints of all the ages will reside together.


THE LORD AND I returned to the changing room, donned the most beautiful robes and crowns imaginable, then went to the pond and sat on a rock. I couldn’t truly appreciate the serenity of the scene in front of me because my mind was preoccupied with the horrifying memories of hell.

I could not get the thought of my parents out of my mind--it grieved me so deeply to know that mother and father were both in hell. I was overcome by sadness. I knew for sure that my parents never knew Jesus because no one ever preached to them.

Jesus saw within me and said, “You are not happy.”
“Yes, Lord,” I responded, realizing that He knew the reason for my despondency.

A time of tender quietness followed. Then I said, “Lord, I never want to leave You.” His presence was the only true security I’d ever known.

“My daughter, you have much work to do. I want you to write a book. This is an important book for the last days, and it will be translated into many languages.
“I chose you for this work before you were born, and this is why My Holy Spirit is always shaking your body--to pour My power into you. If you did not have the power of the Holy Spirit, I could not use you.
“You must remember that My power began working in you when you first opened your heart to Me. You are the daughter I trust to do this work for Me.”
“Lord, I don’t know anything.”
“You don’t have to know. I will be teaching and guiding you in everything. Tell everyone that I am ready for whoever is ready and waiting for Me. I love you, My daughter.”

I began to cry, and the Lord took my hand and said, “I will take you back.”
After we changed our clothing we returned to the beach and sat together for a while. The Lord spoke to me, “I still have more to show you, and I want you to wait for Me.”
“But we plan to go to my daughter’s place next week.”
“Stay home, My daughter. I do not want you to travel anywhere for a while. What I am doing with you is too important for Me and all My children, so I want you to concentrate on everything I show you and tell you until everything is done. Be patient.”
“I will do anything You tell me to do,” I said. “Nothing is more important than Your work.”
“Thank you, My daughter. I still have a lot of work for you to do. I know you are tired, so get your rest.”

He left me, and my body stopped shaking. Then, as usual, I wrote down everything I had seen and heard.

In essence, Christianity is so simple that it eludes so many. Human beings have a tendency to need to complicate everything, including matters of faith. Jesus simply wants people to come to Him in faith so He can lead them and help them.

I now knew, more fully than I had ever known before, that whosoever will may come to Him and receive eternal life. His Word states it plainly: “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life” (John 3:16 ).


THE NEXT DAY--March 3--was filled with many new, God-given experiences. From 2:30 A.M. until 4:50 A.M. the Lord was with me. He began His visit by saying: “My daughter, this is your Lord. I know you are tired, but I must show you more things.” For fifteen minutes before His visit, my body shook uncontrollably.

He took my hand and we walked along an earthly beach. It was a new site for our visits to the seashore. There were many trees and bushes. We climbed over a narrow road that was lined with trees and bushes. We strolled along this lane, which wound around a mountain that we ascended rapidly. Near the summit we rested on a huge rock that was shaped something like a gigantic bear.

I looked toward the ocean, and I noticed that its water had turned to blood once more. Again I saw people running on the beach. These were not casual joggers; they were running in fear and panic. The panorama before us helped me understand what they were running from.

To my left the mountains and the buildings situated on each mountainside were all ablaze. It was an inferno worse than the annual brush fires that plague the citizens of Southern California.

Next, I noticed huge fires bursting forth everywhere. People were on fire. Some were jumping into the ocean for relief, but when they stepped into the water, they would fall because of the fire. Everyone had become a human torch. I began to scream in horror and compassion for those I saw.

The bloody ocean had turned into a cauldron of blazing brimstone. The sand was a bed of hot, flaming coals. The people were running from the fire that pursued them, surrounded them and licked hungrily at their bodies. A few of them were naked and had no protection at all from the fire.

It was futile anyway, for there was no escape from the scorching enemy that threatened to devour them. They could not flee to the mountains because they were engulfed in flames. No place was safe.

I was screaming the whole time, and I began to sob: “Lord, what is happening?”
“You must remember, My daughter, that I am showing you these things so you will be able to let everyone know what is going to happen soon.”

“When will this happen, Lord?”
“After I bring My children home. Many people do not believe My Word. That’s why I want you to write a book that describes your experiences with Me. I want the whole world to see this book, and I want them to realize that I am ready for them.

“I love all My children, but I cannot bring them to My kingdom if they are not ready for Me. I will never force My children to do anything if they don’t have a heart for Me. I have been planning for you to do this work for a long time because My kingdom is completely ready now.”

The Lord had to keep on reminding me and reassuring me of His plans because I was still so stunned that He had chosen me for such an important assignment. It was beyond my ability to comprehend the enormity of it all.

The implications of the Lord’s words to me were overwhelmingly important. There was a part of me that wanted to shrink from such an all-consuming work, but my commitment to obey the Lord in all things kept me going. I knew that He was preparing me for an End Times work of epic proportions, and I was thrilled and yet intimidated. I knew He still had much work to do in my life.

“I will take you to heaven again.”
Once we had arrived in heaven, we did not take time to go through the usual procedures. The Lord immediately led us away to the pit we had seen yesterday outside the gates of the kingdom. This time we did not change our clothing. To get there, we had to walk on a mountainside, through a dark tunnel and on to the summit of the mountain. When we arrived at the top, we looked down into a yawning pit that was so wide and deep that it appeared to be endless.

It was a frightening, disturbing scene. The Lord said, “I want you to see this again.”
It was so hard to look into the pit of hell, but immediately my attention was directed toward a figure who was waving at me. Through the smoky haze, I could determine that the person was a woman. Then I heard her voice. She was speaking in my native Korean tongue, and she began to scream: “Hot! Hot!”

I knew that voice. The smoke cleared, and I looked directly into the eyes of the tormented woman. I immediately recognized my mother! She stretched out her right hand and waved it at me, saying, “So hot, so hot!” I remember so clearly her eyes and my eyes meeting, and the way her eyes begged me to help her.

My very own mother was screaming for help from the gaping pit of Hades. My heart stopped. A knife of cold hopelessness stabbed at my heart. My mother was in hell! I felt as if the boulder I was sitting on was on top of me. I wanted so desperately to reach out and take my mother’s hand so that I could lift her from the licking tongues of fire that swirled all around her. It was the worst moment of my life.

There is no word in the dictionary that truly identifies what I felt at that moment. It was a mixture of fear, desperation, hurt, terror, sadness and hopelessness. Then I realized that these were the very emotions that my mother would have to experience throughout all eternity.

My mother had died when she was forty, but her face looked the same as I had remembered her. She was a beautiful woman, but her expression reflected the torment she was experiencing in the pit. I wanted to touch her, to hold her, to tell her everything would be OK, but I knew that these things had been made impossible because of her choices in life. I knew that I could not help her--that even the Lord could not help her because she didn’t know Him.

She didn’t know anything about the Lord because no one had ever preached to her. It is not knowing the Lord that leads a person into hell, and this is why I want to tell the whole world about the pit I saw and the wonderful kingdom of heaven.

Next I saw my father, my stepmother and a close friend who had died when she was only nineteen. They all were in hell! They looked the same as I had remembered them, but their faces were distorted by the agony of their punishment. I felt I couldn’t take it anymore, and I turned my head away from the dreadful scene in front of me.

Then I heard another familiar voice screaming out of the pit. It was a friend who had died ten years before. Next to her was my nephew who died when he was twenty. The last time I had seen him, he was only ten, but he looked the same as I had remembered him, only he was taller.

I began to weep profusely. I had been crying the whole time, wailing like a child. So many of my loved ones and friends had made choices that had cast them into the fires of hell for all eternity! It was too much for me to bear!

Some of them, I’m sure, had heard about the Lord, but I felt quite certain that no one had ever explained to them who Jesus was. I felt quite certain that if they had known who He truly was, then they would not have made the choices they had made. How I wished I could tell them about Him who said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through Me” (John 14:6 ).

The pit of hell was a long way from us, but it was as if I had a telephoto lens that enabled me to see these people very closely. I could not control my tears, and the Lord lovingly wiped my tears and stroked my hair. It was then that I realized the Lord was as sad as I was, and I could sense that He was crying along with me. He broke the silence.

“The reason I am showing this to you, My daughter, is so that you will fully understand that no matter how good people are, they will go to hell if they do not accept Me.”

I nodded my head.
“I know your parents and friends were good people in many ways, but they were not saved. That’s why this is the only place for them. It is here that they will have to spend eternity.

“Daughter, I know it hurts you to see them, but you must include this experience in the book you will write for Me. This is why I show you your parents and others as you remember them. You have to warn the people of the world about the reality of hell. I want to see as many souls saved as possible before I return to gather My church unto Myself.

“My Father loves all of His children, but He has given them certain laws that He expects them to live by. When I saw your loved ones, I felt deeper pain than you did, but I must live by My Father’s Word. Once a person goes to hell, there is no way for them to ever get out again. I want the unsaved to know this--the reality of hell is forever.

“I love every one of My children, but I cannot force anyone to love Me or to obey Me. If they will open their hearts to Me, then I can help them to believe in Me and love Me. I want to save as many souls as possible. I want believers everywhere to preach the gospel. This is most important to Me.”

It was enough. I had seen enough and heard enough to propel me into a ministry of evangelistic fervor that could never subside. How could I ever remain silent after all I had seen and heard?

I would tell everyone I saw about Jesus so that they could receive eternal life in heaven. Nothing in all the world was more important than this. My own parents and so many other family members and friends were in hell. I could not stand by and watch anyone else go there. I was so happy to know that my book would find its way into the hands of many people who need to know that hell is just as real as heaven is.

Even though the things I saw in hell had greatly unnerved me, they had planted a resolve in my spirit that nothing would ever be able to dissipate. I was determined that no one else within my reach would be able to deny the reality of hell and heaven. Heaven is real, and I want everyone to be able to go there with me. I know that this is the Lord’s desire as well. He says it in His Word:
The Lord is not slack concerning His promise, as some count slackness, but is longsuffering toward us, not willing that any should perish but that all should come to repentance. But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night, in which the heavens will pass away with a great noise, and the elements will melt with fervent heat; both the earth and the works that are in it will be burned up. --2 PETER 3:9-10
The last days are truly upon us. The Lord’s patience has been most gracious up until now, but He is getting ready to come again to receive His children to Himself. It is then that the people who remain on earth will truly experience hell on earth before they end up in the fiery inferno of everlasting destruction. My job is to warn the whole world about these events that are “just around the corner.”

Chapter 7

“Surely I am coming quickly.”
--Revelation 22:20

AFTER THE HORRIFYING vision of hell, the Lord and I descended the mountain, passed through the dark tunnel, and returned to a place I had started to call “animal mountain.” This is the wonderful place I briefly described in the previous chapter--a place of peace and joy where all the animals coexist in delightful harmony.

The Bible depicts this peaceful place for animals in the book of Isaiah, where the prophet proclaims:
It shall come to pass that before they call, I will answer; and while they are still speaking, I will hear. The wolf and the lamb shall feed together, the lion shall eat straw like the ox, and dust shall be the serpent’s food. They shall not hurt nor destroy in all My holy mountain, says the LORD. --ISAIAH 65:24-25
After seeing the tormenting fires of hell, this peaceful scene was most reassuring. Heaven is a place of peace and joy in contrast with the violence and depression of hell. The Lord’s “animal mountain” is a place of eternal joy and happiness.

It is reassuring to know that animals will live with us in paradise. So many people wonder if their pets will be in heaven, and I am happy to let them know that heaven is a place of beautiful flowers, peaceful animals and glorious radiance where people and animals alike will never experience pain, hardship, death or suffering ever again.


AFTER OUR BRIEF visit to the animal paradise, the Lord and I went back to the waterside where we visited shiny mansions and castles on streets of pure gold. We approached one of the castles, and the Lord opened the door for me to enter. My vocabulary does not permit me to aptly describe the interior of this regal dwelling place. The walls were constructed of multicolored precious gems that glistened and glowed in a magical way.

I opened my mouth in surprise and couldn’t close it for a while because I never expected to see such beauty. For a moment I thought it was a dream, but this was a real castle; there was no doubt about that.

The Lord rested on a chair as I went up the winding staircase that was more massive and grand than the one shown in Gone With the Wind’s Tara plantation. I was filled with a sense of wonder as I imagined the magnificence of the rooms upstairs.

At the top of the staircase, I noticed that the carpeting was a plush white. I entered a huge powder room that had very large, sparkling mirrors everywhere. They reflected the brightness of the room and the multitude of colors that arrayed themselves spectacularly on every wall. It was a more wonderful place than any fantasy castle could ever be.

The breathtaking joy and fascination I was experiencing was soon shattered by an exceedingly painful memory. The view of my mother flashed in front of me, and I was downcast once more. I fell to the carpet and began to sob.

I heard the Lord calling me from downstairs, so I got up, brushed myself off and went back downstairs. The Lord stood up and I walked toward Him. He extended His hands toward me and asked, “How do you like this house?”

“It is beautiful, Lord, but I am not truly happy. Whenever I’ve visited heaven before I’ve been filled with joy and I usually sing spiritual songs, but this time it cannot be so.”

The Lord nodded as if He understood, then He took my hand and led me out of the house. We walked across a golden bridge toward the white building where we usually change our garments. In the white building, the Lord introduced me to a very impressive gentleman. “I want you to meet Abraham,” He said.


ABRAHAM THE GREAT patriarch of faith and obedience--the man who had defied the entire world by proclaiming there is only one God. This was the great leader who had founded Judaism and had paved the way for Christ. It was such an honor to actually meet this good man of whom the writer of the book of Hebrews said:
By faith Abraham obeyed when he was called to go out to the place which he would afterward receive as an inheritance. And he went out, not knowing where he was going. By faith he dwelt in the land of promise as in a foreign country, dwelling in tents with Isaac and Jacob, the heirs with him of the same promise; for he waited for the city which has foundations, whose builder and maker is God. --HEBREWS 11:8-10
Now I knew that Father Abraham had received the reward that his faith had justified. He was living forever in “the city which has foundations, whose builder and maker is God,” and I was there with him! It was too wonderful to fully comprehend.

Abraham was a most dignified person who had long white hair and a flowing white beard. Though he looked old, his eyes sparkled with youth and joy. He put his hand on my shoulder and simply said, “Daughter.”

The smile on his face caused me to know that his blessing was upon my life, and I immediately loved this great man to whom I, and every believer in the world, owe so much. Perhaps more than anyone else, it was Abraham who taught us that “without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who comes to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him” (see Hebrews 11:6).

He was one of that great host of patriarchs and prophets of whom it was said:
But now they desire a better, that is, a heavenly country. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for He has prepared a city for them. By faith Abraham, when he was tested, offered up Isaac, and he who had received the promises offered up his only begotten son, of whom it was said, “In Isaac your seed shall be called,” accounting that God was able to raise him up, even from the dead, from which he also received him in a figurative sense. --HEBREWS 11:16-19
For the first time in my life I saw the many truths of this verse with utter clarity. God has prepared a city for Abraham, and for all of us who believe and obey. Abraham, like God, had willingly offered his only begotten son, fully persuaded that God could raise him from the dead if need be.

In the same way, our heavenly Father gave His only begotten Son--Jesus--as a sacrifice for our sins. He was crucified and buried, but on the third day God raised Jesus from the dead, and because of His resurrection none of us ever have to fear death again!

Abraham called an angel to be my escort. The angel took me into the powder room where I changed into my beautiful heavenly robe and crown. Then the Lord took me back to the pond.

Each time the Lord takes me to the pond, the moment we arrive there I begin to sing and dance, but this time I wanted only to cry. The Lord knew how sad I was. He let me sit next to Him, and He began to talk.


JESUS SENSED THE sadness that I carried in my heart over the full recognition of my parents and loved ones being in hell.

“My daughter,” He said, “I know how you feel about your loved ones that you saw in the pit. How I wish I did not have to show you these things, but I do not want any of My children to go to the place where your loved ones are. I am showing these things to you so that whoever heeds my warnings will be saved!”

The Lord then took my hand, and we returned to the place where Abraham was. We changed our clothing again, and He took me to another high mountain from which I could look down into another endless valley where a multitude of people dressed in gray-colored robes were wandering about in an apparent mood of dejection. Their robes reminded me of the gowns worn by hospital patients.

The people looked weak and lost, and their gray faces matched the color of the robes they were wearing. They stared at the ground in front of their feet as they walked around in circles, aimlessly and hopelessly. This place was mostly men with just a few women.

“Who are these people, Lord?”
“They are the sinful ‘Christians.’”
“What is going to happen to them?” I wondered aloud.
“Most of them will go to the lake of fire after the judgment.”

I wondered why these people were here, and then I remembered that their valley leads to the burning pit. These so-called “Christians” who don’t really know the Lord and who continually and willfully sin and don’t repent before they die or before the Rapture happens will be eternally lost.

Romans 1:29-32, Galatians 5:19-21 and Revelation 21:8 all are examples of how some Christians live. Someone once asked me how sinful Christians could enter heaven. We all must appear before the judgment seat of Christ to receive what is due to us for the things done while on earth, whether good or bad (see 2 Corinthians 5:10).

“My daughter, this is why I keep telling you about the importance of obedience and purity,” Jesus said.

Then it occurred to me--each time we went to the beautiful places of the heavenly kingdom we crossed the golden bridge, from the white building where we usually change. When the Lord took me to see the dreadful places, however, we would go on different roads that were outside the gate of the heavenly kingdom.


THIS REALIZATION HELPED me understand some of the preparations we would go through before I would be shown a different part of the kingdom. Therefore, it was not necessary for us to change our robes when the Lord took me to the earthly beach. On this occasion, we sat on the sand, and I reflected on all that I had experienced. I began to cry as I remembered all I had seen in the pit and the valley. The Lord took my hand and said, “Do not cry, My daughter.”

This was the hardest of all commands to obey, but I steeled myself against the horrible memories, choked back the tears and began to ask all the questions that were flooding my mind.

“Lord, I do not know anything, and I am a nobody. How can you use me?”
“People may think you are a nobody, but I want you to understand that you are My special daughter. I treat you as My friend, and I trust you implicitly. Don’t worry about anything. I will take care of everything for you.”

“When are you coming to take us home?”
“You saw the kingdom. Everything is ready, and that is why I am in a hurry for everyone to be ready for Me. This is why I want you to do this work for My children. You have been given a special anointing to do this work, so do not say that you are a nobody. I will bless you more than you ever thought.”

“Lord, you know that I love you, but I cannot get rid of my mother’s face as I saw it contorted by the fires of hell. I do not want to remember what I saw.”

Just then the Lord touched my eyes, and from that moment on I could not recall my mother’s face. Even as I write these words, I cannot see her face. All I can remember is that I once saw her face in the pit, and it was a terrifying experience.

Jesus then said: “I know you are tired. We will talk again.”
We both stood, and He embraced me, then departed. As the Lord hugged me, my body shook so hard that I felt I would fall to pieces. Every time He touches my transformed body, my physical body experiences the overpowering force of His touch, and every nerve and sinew in my body quakes and quivers. Then, the minute He leaves, my body stops shaking.

That same morning, I went to church, and I experienced the presence of the Lord shaking my body throughout the service. I could see Him standing by the pastor. During the worship time, the Lord was walking in the front of the church. It was wonderful to see His glowing presence in the church.

Throughout the service I cried tears of love and joy. My heart thudded within my breast as I contemplated the majesty of the heavenly kingdom I had visited. The anointing was so heavy upon me that I could not stand. I could not even hear the pastor’s sermon as my body responded to the Lord’s presence with intense heat and shaking.

The people in my church understand what is happening to me, and they’ve been very supportive. In times past I would have been embarrassed and ashamed by such a physical manifestation in public, but I was happy because I knew it all was a gift of God and He was preparing me to serve Him in ways I had never thought possible. I never want this manifestation of His powerful presence in my life to go away.


ON MARCH 4 the Lord visited me from 2:30 A.M. to 5:05 A.M. My body shook for twenty minutes, then the Lord took me to the beach, and we walked up the mountainside to the big rock where we had sat the last time.

Everything seemed normal for the first few moments, but suddenly I noticed that the mountains where the fires had burned the day before were now only scorched, charred mounds of ash and rubble. The whole area was simply a huge, black hole of destruction. I noticed that the beach, where the people had run and fallen the day before, was pockmarked with black spots, and I assumed that each of these spots represented the charred remains of human beings who had died in the fires of the last days.

The ocean, once filled with blazing blood, was now a large, empty sinkhole--scorched beyond recognition. After a few moments of beholding this scene of ultimate desolation, darkness and destruction, the ocean and the surrounding area returned to normal.

I had studied the Word of God to see what it said about these phenomena. In Revelation 8:8, I read these words: “And something like a great mountain burning with fire was thrown into the sea, and a third of the sea became blood.” Revelation 16:3 refers to the sea becoming like blood: “Then the second angel poured out his bowl on the sea, and it became blood as of a dead man; and every living creature in the sea died.” God had shown me the very things He had already described in His Word.

“When is all this going to take place?” I asked the Lord with great curiosity.
“At the tribulation.”
“Lord, when will the tribulation occur?”
“After I bring My children to My kingdom. Whoever has read My book and believes My prophets should know about these things concerning the end of time. All the things I showed you on this beach will happen very soon.”

I feel the Lord is coming for us very soon, and that is why so many unusual things are happening in the world. One glance at the daily headlines concurs with this observation. Earthquakes, other natural disasters (including hurricanes, tornadoes, typhoons, fires, floods and blizzards), violence, lawlessness, plagues, terrorism and many other phenomena are occurring with greater intensity and frequency than ever before, just as the Bible predicted.

Jesus told His disciples:
And you will hear of wars and rumors of wars. See that you are not troubled; for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom. And there will be famines, pestilences, and earthquakes in various places. All these are the beginning of sorrows.

Then they will deliver you up to tribulation and kill you, and you will be hated by all nations for My name’s sake. And then many will be offended, will betray one another, and will hate one another. Then many false prophets will rise up and deceive many. And because lawlessness will abound, the love of many will grow cold. But he who endures to the end shall be saved. And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached in all the world as a witness to all the nations, and then the end will come. --MATTHEW 24:6-14
These were the events that Jesus had already shown me. How I wish I could impress their vividness and reality upon everyone in the same way that those scenes have been so indelibly imprinted on my mind. Jesus’ words are real, and His prophecies soon will come to pass!


IN THE BOOK of Revelation, the Bible talks about the “water of life”: “And he showed me a pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding from the throne of God and of the Lamb. In the middle of its street, and on either side of the river, was the tree of life, which bore twelve fruits, each tree yielding its fruit every month” (Revelations 2 2:1-2).

After the Lord took me to heaven, we went into the white building, and an angel took me to the powder room where I changed clothing. When I came out, I saw the Lord who had changed into heavenly garments as well. He took me to His throne and directed me to sit on a chair next to Him. This was the first time the Lord seated me next to Himself.

There I saw many men wearing beautiful gowns and crowns sitting in front of us. I noticed that they looked very dignified and important.

“Lord, who are these men?”
“They are the ones I gave My sacred words to, and they faithfully recorded them in My book.”

He pointed to a huge black Bible in the corner of the room, and I noticed that the pages of the Scriptures were turning by themselves as if a soft breeze was fingering its way through the pages. I was surprised, but then I realized the wind of the Spirit of God was rustling through the pages of the holy Word.

The men began to walk out slowly, and an angel took me back to the powder room so I could change into a regular gown, and my body took on the form of a teenager. I remembered then that heaven is a place where you never grow old, and this thought delighted me and filled me with wonder.

We crossed the golden bridge again and walked along a hillside by a beautiful valley. A golden fence formed a boundary around the entire area, and the fence had several gates that were placed close to one another all around the perimeter. Trees were planted close to the fence, and lovely yellow flowers filled the ground around the trees. It was a magnificent rock garden that led to a crystal-clear river.

I noticed that the trees were laden with purple fruits. The Lord reached up and gave me one to eat while He enjoyed another one that He had picked. The river was narrow, but it seemed to have no end as it coursed its way through the fertile valley. Nothing on earth--not even the majestic Rocky Mountains or the fruited plains--could compare with the lush paradise in front of me.

“What is this place, Lord?”
“It is the place of living water. Would you like a drink?”
“Oh, yes, Lord.”

He bent down and cupped His hand, filling it with the clean, pure water. He drank from His hand and indicated that I should follow His lead. I reached down and filled my palm with water and sipped its delicious freshness. It was the sweetest water I’d ever tasted.
“How do you like this water, My daughter?”
“It’s so delicious, Lord.”
“Now I want to take you to a very special place.”


I WONDERED WHERE He was leading me as He took my hand and began walking. He led me to the castle we had visited on the previous day. My heart sang with wonder. How could anything be this beautiful?

The golden streets amazed me, and I felt so happy as we walked along this place the Lord has prepared for His own. The street looked slippery because it was so shiny, but felt normal underfoot. Because of its brightness, it resembled an indoor ice-skating rink. Sunlight, it seemed, was shooting through the whole place.

Whenever I walk with the Lord, I feel so intensely happy that there truly are no words to describe it. It is a feeling of comfort and joy mingled with unwavering security.

We walked past many mansions and castles, each more exquisite than the last. In front of one of these dwellings, the Lord stopped emphatically. I knew He was going to take me inside, and I was excited beyond all measure. My heart kept skipping beats as we walked up the front steps.

My eyes were drawn to the doorknob, which was made of gold. Then I saw a gold plate on the front door. It had a name inscribed on it, and I realized quickly that it was my name. I almost fainted with surprise. Written in fancy lettering was the name “Choo Nam.”

This was the place Jesus had prepared for me! I was amazed. It was too good to be true. Here I was, standing at the door of a regal palace in heaven, and my name was inscribed in gold on its beautiful door! It was too much to take in! My head reeled in astonishment. How could these things be?

I cried tears of gratitude and joy as my heart overflowed with love and adoration for the Lord. I had never really anticipated such wonderful things from Him. I had always felt that if He simply noticed me it would be OK, but now He literally was showering His blessings on me!

I had tasted the living water, and I knew I would never thirst again. I had tasted the purple fruit of paradise, and I could never hunger for the things of the world again.

I had been with Jesus--my Lord and Master--and He had taken me to the mansion He had made for me. I wept openly as the Lord led me into the house. He said: “Do not cry, My daughter. I want you to be happy.”

As we stepped across the threshold of the mansion, spiritual songs welled up from my heart, and I continued to cry tears of joy and gratitude. I was awestruck by the sparkling stone walls that lined the corridor of my mansion. I loved the red-and-cream-colored carpet with its round patterns. The red velvet chairs--so classic and sophisticated--were like the ones I had always wanted in my home. The red draperies were the finest I’d ever seen.

The Lord took His seat on one of the velvet chairs as I walked up the majestic stairway, savoring every single moment in my mansion. The bedroom was carpeted in pure white, and I noticed that the headboard of the bed was silver with blue stones embedded decoratively along its border.

The mirror on the dresser also had blue stones highlighting its brightness. The bathroom had a silver bathtub that was decorated with precious jewels of every color.

I sang as I walked around the interior of my mansion. I felt like a princess in fairyland. But I knew this was no fantasy--it was more real than I had ever imagined. I had always believed in a heavenly paradise, but I had never been absolutely sure of its existence. Now I knew, beyond all doubt, that heaven is real, and I wanted everyone in the world to know it, too.

After several moments of wonderful joy, I walked down the stairs to where the Lord was sitting. He stood up and asked, “Are you happy, Choo Nam?”

I knew the Lord was happy about showing me my mansion.
“Yes, I am very happy, and so very grateful for all you’ve done for me,” I responded, “but I still feel as if I don’t deserve such wonderful blessings. I haven’t really done anything for You yet, Lord, but I always want to serve You and to make You happy.”

“You have already made Me happy, My daughter. You are a very special daughter to Me, and I want to bless you so much.”


AS WE LEFT and walked over the golden bridge, we went back to the white building and changed into beautiful gowns and crowns and went to the pond. I felt so joyous, I was singing before we even arrived at the pond.

We sat and talked for a little while, and I realized that I was the most fortunate individual who had ever existed. The Lord broke my reverie with an urgent message.

“Choo Nam, I have prepared everything for My children. I am in a hurry for everything because My kingdom has been ready for a long time, but so many of My children are not ready for Me, because they love the world too much.

“That is why I want you to write a book for Me. I know it’s tiring for you, but this work has to be done soon.

“Lord, I am so surprised about everything you have shown me already. If I were to hear of such a book, I know I would want to read it because I love You so much.”

“I know you do, My daughter,” He responded, smiling. “This is why I am in such a hurry. Preaching the gospel is the most important thing in the world. I want all My children to know that I am coming soon.”

My mind went back to some of the closing words of the Bible, and with all my heart I cried the same: “Even so, come, Lord Jesus.”

Maranatha! The Lord truly is coming soon.

Chapter 8

I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies
of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice,
holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be
conformed to this world, but be transformed by the
renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that is
good and acceptable and perfect will of God.
--Romans 12:1-2

MY SUPERNATURAL EXPERIENCES were both wonderfully exhilarating and somewhat exhausting, and the Lord recognized the toll they were taking on my body and health. The shaking that my body had to endure was part of my preparation for service. This physical manifestation of God’s supernatural work in my life, as well as the deep groanings that emanated from my spirit, were having an effect on my body.

After my body quivers so intensely for a period of two or three hours, I am left reeling. My mind feels as if it is spinning, and I get very dizzy. Sometimes this sensation is so strong that I am hardly able to walk.

The strength of the Lord’s anointing in my life kept me from eating very much for periods of several days at a time. The sleep deprivation and lack of food caused me to feel weak and emaciated. In fact, I had already lost five pounds. I frequently felt nauseated, and I often experienced pain in my stomach and joints. Before leaving each day, however, the Lord would heal me of my pains.

He would embrace me, and a single touch from His hand would lift the anguish and cause the shaking to stop. He would usually say tender words of concern and caring that helped me know that He truly understood how tired I was. It is so wonderful to know that He cares about everything that concerns His children--our aches and pains, our worries, our tiredness, our hopes and dreams.

The writer of the book of Hebrews explains how this is possible:
Seeing then that we have a great High Priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our confession. For we do not have a High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, but was in all points tempted as we are, yet without sin. Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need. --HEBREWS 4:14-16
Jesus wept. He knew the pain of loneliness and rejection. He faced temptation. He wrestled with the will of God. He experienced anger and fear. No matter what we face, He has been there. More importantly, our great High Priest is right there with us. He is praying for us. He is bearing our burdens. Jesus truly understands.

He knew that many things had to be healed in my inner life before I could be effectively used in the ministry He has called me to. He had already explained to me that He repeated things so many times so that I would truly understand. He took me to some of the same heavenly places more than once so that I could fully experience their reality--and remember them. He had emphasized that the reason why my body shook so forcibly every time I was in His presence was because He was pouring His power into me.

In short, therefore, I was being prepared for a worldwide ministry of evangelism and healing that would begin with the book you now hold in your hands.


ON MARCH 5 the Lord kept me awake from 1:50 A.M. to 4:20 A.M. In the process, my body shook for about twenty-five minutes. Then the Lord took me to the beach in preparation for the next journey to heaven.

We revisited the white building and the powder room. We both changed into our heavenly robes and crowns. Then we went to the throne room where the Lord took His seat and directed me to sit in a chair next to Him. There were several men in front of us who were wearing crowns similar to my own.

“Who are these men?” I asked.
The Lord replied, “They are the ones who wrote My Word.”

I looked at each glowing face and I tried to guess who each one was. Sitting in front of me were the apostles John, Matthew, Luke, Mark, James, Peter and Paul. The prophets were there as well--men such as Isaiah, Jeremiah, Joel, Micah, Malachi, Daniel, Obadiah, Hosea and many others.

I thought, Moses and Joshua must be in the crowd as well; and Nehemiah, Job, David, Solomon, Ezekiel, Nahum, Jonah and Zechariah. I wish I had time to talk with each one. I’d ask Jonah what it was like to be in the belly of the great fish. I’d want Daniel to tell me how it felt to be in the lion’s den. I’d love to hear David describe his experience with Goliath.

Then it dawned on me: One day, in the near future, I would take up the heavenly abode Jesus had shown me, and I would be able to have lasting fellowship with the saints of all ages! Then I could ask them. Then I would find out. Then I would know. Won’t it be wonderful?

Paul wrote: “For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known” (1 Corinthians 13:12). It was still beyond my comprehension how I had been chosen to receive so much in advance of the great day of the Lord when we shall know, even as we are known, but I did understand that I had been granted an incredibly special grace to see so many things. I knew that this special privilege was not for me alone. I knew it was for everybody, so that as many as would be willing to do so would believe and be saved.

The huge black Bible I had seen on a previous visit was directly in front of me. It radiated with the power of the Holy Spirit who spoke to my heart: “All Scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness, that the man of God may be complete, thoroughly equipped for every good work” (2 Timothy 3:16-17).

I noticed that the writers who were inspired to write the Bible had notebooks in their hands, and then I realized that the Lord was showing this scene to me for the second time so that I would fully understand the importance of His Word in my life. I knew He wanted me to read and study and take notes as I focused on His Word.

My Lord and Master wanted me to “take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God; praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit” (Ephesians 6:17 -18). The enormity of the Bible in front of me served to remind me that the Bible should grow ever bigger in my life--that it should be the foundation on which my ministry would be built and launched.


AN ANGEL ESCORTED me back to the changing room where I could see my reflection in the huge, clear mirrors. I had been transformed! My new body was that of my teenage years. I was young, beautiful and vibrant. Each time I saw the transformation I was shocked! But it was a reminder that when I get to heaven I will have a new body.

Our new, heavenly bodies will not grow old. They will be incapable of pain. There will be no wrinkles in our faces. Our teeth will be white and even. No gray will be found in our hair. The radiance of youth will glow from our eyes. Our posture will be straight and even. Any handicaps we experienced on earth will vanish. We will be completely new in every respect, and it will be wonderful!


WE CHANGED, THEN walked across the golden bridge, through a verdant valley. We followed a beautiful road that was bordered by a golden fence with many gates. Along the way I noticed the now-familiar fruit trees and picturesque yellow flowers. Beautiful rocks were strewn across the fields and the fast-flowing, clear-as-crystal river was nearby.

“That water is living water,” the Lord pointed out. It was the second time I had seen this magnificent river. The time before, I had even tasted its sweet, pure water.

I noticed that the river of life was narrow, but it did not seem to have any end. As we walked toward the nearest gate, the Lord asked me if I wanted to drink from the river of life again but I shook my head because I did not want to impose on His gracious kindness to me, and I was eager to see the next sight, which I hoped was my mansion--the one He had already prepared for me.

We headed in the direction of my palace, and when we arrived there, we entered. The Lord sat in the same chair He had taken on the previous visit and seemed eager for me to explore my future dwelling.

I went into the same rooms I had visited before, and I imagined what it would be like for me to live there. The silver bedroom set with beautiful stones and the beautiful powder room, the beautiful draperies and carpets, the glistening walls--all reminders of what Jesus had done for me.

He was showing me these things again so that they would stick in my memory--so that I would truly believe. I was filled with even more wonder and anticipation than I had experienced on the previous visit.

We left my mansion and went back to the white building where we changed our garments once more. Then we went to the placid pond where the Lord took His usual place on the solid rock.

He sat, but I could not contain myself. I began to dance and sing with the greatest, fullest joy I had ever known. From my heavenly vantage point, I could see that my physical body, still lying on my bed, was moving and my hands were waving. The Lord seemed so pleased with me, and He beckoned for me to come and sit next to Him.


I KNEW THAT the Lord still had much to do in my life before I would be ready to fulfill the calling He had imparted to me. Things from my past caused me to feel inferior and unworthy. He seemed focused on helping me gain confidence, first in Him and then in myself.

“My daughter, I have shown you the important parts of the kingdom of God, and I want you to tell everyone what you have seen. I know I have shown you many things today that I showed you before. When you do the work I’ve called you to do many souls will be saved. The book will be read all over the world.”

“But, Lord, I am nobody. Why did you choose me? Why not someone who is famous already?”
“Choo Nam, I created you for this End-Time work. I will make you famous. I know you are learning what I teach you. I know you will be faithful to Me.”

“Who will write the book?” I queried. “I try to write down everything you say and to describe the things you show me, but I don’t really know how to write a book.” (The fact was, I felt very intimidated by the whole idea!) “Lord, I don’t have enough education to write a book.”

“You do not need to know how to write the book. Just write down what I show you and tell you, and a writer will write the book for you. Daughter, do not worry. I will guide someone in rewriting what you have put down. A Spirit-filled writer will do this work for you.”

This new bit of information eased my mind. Ever so slowly, and step by step, I was learning to lean on the Lord instead of my own understanding. A passage came to my mind: “Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths” (Proverbs 3:5 -6).

My problem was not in trusting the Lord. He had already proven His faithfulness to me in so many extraordinary ways. My problem was in trusting myself. Since my childhood I had always been afraid to step out, to take the lead--and now I was being called to write a book and launch a worldwide ministry! Actually, I was frightened.

The Lord then interjected a new thought by saying: “You will have great wealth, and I want you to use it to build a church for Me.”
“But I cannot preach, Lord.”
“You will not have to preach.”

The groaning deep in my spirit began to emerge, and I knew a special anointing was upon me. Then something more vivid than a natural scene appeared before me.

It was a vision of a church--a white-frame church building with a very high steeple. The entry doors were beautiful double doors. The sanctuary was adorned with deep-red chairs and carpeting. I could see that many activities and functions were taking place in wings to the side.

The sanctuary was filled with people, and I noticed that some of them entered the church in wheelchairs, but they left walking. There was marvelous joy on their faces because they had been completely healed. Just seeing this vision was bringing healing to my hurts and fears as well. Like them, God wanted me to be whole, and He was equipping me for the ministry to which I had been called.

“Do you like what you are seeing?” the Lord asked.
I radiated a smile back at Him and responded, “Yes!” I was more excited than I had ever been in my life.

Then He repeated something that was vitally important to Him, “Before I come for My people, half of the unbelievers will be saved.”
“When will you come for us?” I asked again, hoping for a more precise, definitive response.
“I told you it will be soon. Didn’t you see that everything is already prepared for everyone here?”

That, I then knew, was precisely why the Lord had taken me to heaven so many times--so that I would see that He had almost completed His work. The time of His return is truly at hand. This is the burning message that must be told. This is the theme of my book and my life.

Jesus wants everyone to know that the end is coming. He has already prepared an eternal home for all who believe in Him. It is no longer accurate to say that He is preparing a place for us because the place is already prepared!

Isn’t it thrilling to know that half of the unbelievers in the world will be saved before the Lord returns in the very near future? Many millions of people will be ushered into the church of Jesus Christ, and the church had better be prepared for them.

I can’t wait to start building the church of my vision. I have embraced the vision God gave me, and I am beginning to run with it. My confidence is building, and all of my inner insecurities, worries and fears are being absorbed by the love of God. I know, beyond all shadow of doubt, that God’s love is everlasting, His kingdom is real and He will keep His Word.

Through the experiences I’d had in heaven, I was learning that God enables those He calls. He fills in the empty places and provides strength in our weakness. Like the handicapped people I’d seen in the vision of the church, we’re all limited or handicapped in one way or another.

But God is able to give new strength to the legs of the lame, and as He heals our handicaps, we are able to walk in newness of life--in the strength and power of His Holy Spirit. On that early March morning I learned an all-encompassing truth anew: “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” (Phil. 4:13 ).


FOR ONE AND a half months the Lord had been waking me from my sleep in the early hours of many mornings to take me to heaven so He could prepare me for the work He had called me to do. I was tired, and my body was weak. Recognizing my need for more sleep, the Lord said, “This is the last time I will bring you to the kingdom, and I will not wake you up any more.”

My heart sank as I thought that His wonderful visits would be over. But He continued, “My daughter, I have shown you enough for a while.”

I began to cry. My heart was filled with sadness. I wanted to be with the Lord forever. I protested, “Lord, I don’t want to leave You.”
“I will be with you everywhere. You will see Me and hear My voice.”

He then reached over and embraced me as He said, “Choo Nam, I know you need rest.”

I acknowledged my need for rest, but my desire to be with the Lord overtook my physical needs. I saw my spiritual needs as being vastly more important than my physical needs. We left the pond and went back to the white building to change into our regular robes. Then we were transported back to the beach where we sat and conversed for a little while.

“I know how tired you are right now, so I will not be waking you from your sleep. You must rest for a while.”

A sense of dejection threatened to overwhelm me as the Lord spoke these words I did not wish to hear, but then He clarified what He was saying, “I will take you back to the kingdom again, but now you need your rest.”

Even with this reassurance, I could not stop crying. Truly, I was devastated by the thought that Jesus was leaving, and that He might stay away for a long time. I love Him so much, and the thought of His departure left me feeling very empty and somewhat insecure.

I imagined what it must have been like for the original disciples who had to say goodbye to their Lord and Master. How must His mother, Mary, have felt when she saw Him crucified, dead and buried? How did she feel when He ascended into heaven? It was the loneliest feeling in the world.

By this time every waking moment of my life was filled with thoughts of Jesus and heaven. I had been in the Lord’s company daily for more than one and a half months. I had been to heaven and had seen the streets of gold, the mansions over the hilltop, the River of Life. In fact, I had tasted the sweet water of life.

I had been escorted by angels and had fellowshiped and worshiped with the saints, martyrs, apostles and prophets. I had walked into the eternal dwelling Jesus had already prepared for me. I knew I could never be the same again. Nothing in this world could compare with heaven--my true home.

I had seen the pit of hell--that raging inferno of violence, corruption and shame. I had seen the signs of the End Times unfurl before me like a living video of what is yet to come. Most importantly, I had been with Jesus--and all of life had taken on an entirely new meaning.

I had a purpose, a mission, a calling. I had seen a vision of some of the things God has planned for me. To think that I would be spending time sleeping when there was so much to do seemed entirely incomprehensible to me. I was really disappointed.

The Lord departed from the beach, as did my transformed body, and the shaking of my body stopped. My crying ceased as I realized what He had said, “I will take you back to the kingdom again.” That was enough. It would be OK.

Then it occurred to me that the rest He was wanting me to take was a part of the preparation He was doing in my life. I certainly knew I needed the rest, because there were times when I felt disoriented.

A lovely passage of Scripture came to my mind and settled me down: “The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me to lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters. He restores my soul” (Psalms 23:1-3).

The Lord, my Shepherd, was permitting me to lie down in the green pastures so my soul could be restored--further preparation for the ministry that lies ahead!


THE NEXT MORNING, March 6, was difficult because I woke up at 2:30 A.M., half expecting the Lord to be there. I had believed what He had told me, but a part of me still wondered if He would come. I waited for Him from 2:30 until 6:30, then I fell back to sleep. When I awoke again at 9:30 in the morning, I realized the Lord was not there. I missed Him, and I began to weep.

Soon my whole body began to shake, accompanied by the anointing of heat. I groaned in the spirit for more than fifteen minutes. Then, as had happened so many times before, the Lord appeared. He was sitting by the window next to the bed.

He said: “My precious daughter, Choo Nam, I told you I will be with you always. You are going to see Me anytime you want, and you will hear My voice. I am visiting you now because I know you waited for Me all morning long.”

“Lord,” I said, “I want to do everything You tell me. I still feel I do not know anything.”
“That is precisely why I chose you. Never forget that I will take care of you. I have given you this special gift because no one knows you. Soon, however, everyone will know you.”

I found it hard to accept those words. Everyone will know me? It seemed so unlikely, but the Lord, in His mercy and patience saw fit to visit me again to give me this reassuring message. He concluded His visit by saying, “Daughter, I want you to rest.” Then He left and my shaking body quieted down.

For the next ten days I enjoyed the soundest sleep and quietest rest I had ever known. Once again, the Lord was faithful to His promise:
There remains therefore a rest for the people of God. For he who has entered His rest has himself also ceased from his works as God did from His. Let us therefore be diligent to enter that rest, lest anyone fall after the same example of disobedience. For the word of God is living and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the division of soul and spirit, and of joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart. And there is no creature hidden from His sight, but all things are naked and open to the eyes of Him to whom we must give account.
--HEBREWS 4:9-13
The Lord wanted me to rest because He was preparing me for a ministry that would usher countless unbelievers into the kingdom of God. Knowing that He was coming back to escort me to heaven again brought such peace to my soul that I was able to truly enjoy His rest.

I was finally beginning to understand that the book I was to write, the church I was to build, the ministry I was to begin were His work, not mine. This restored my soul, erased my anxieties and brought total trust to my heart.

The truth communicated by the psalmist so many centuries ago echoed deep within me: “Unless the LORD builds the house, they labor in vain who build it” (Psalms 127:1).

Jesus reminded me of His great invitation to the weary and downtrodden, from Matthew 11:28-30: “Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”

Chapter 9

Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer
and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests
be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses
all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds
through Christ Jesus.
--Philippians 4:6-7

AFTER TEN DAYS of rest, with good, sound sleep every night, I knew I was ready to meet the Lord again and to go with Him to heaven. The Ides of March--March 15, 1996--had arrived, but they were not something to beware; indeed, they provided me with the moment I had been eagerly awaiting since the Lord’s departure nearly two weeks before.

From 6:40 A.M. to 8:40 A.M., I enjoyed the Lord’s visit and another journey to heaven. As usual, before His arrival my body shook, and I groaned for thirty minutes. Then the Lord appeared before me and said: “My daughter, I see you are rested now. We have a lot of work to do yet.”

The Lord of heaven and earth was concerned about me, His daughter and handmaiden. He made sure I had caught up on my rest before He returned to take me with Him. He understands the limitations of my body and soul, and He truly cares about me. He knows everything that is good for His children, and He will withhold no good thing from those who love Him.

After the last two times I had gone to heaven my body had felt as if it were out of control. I was very tired from the shaking, and I found myself feeling dizzy much of the time. I had slept only three hours a night for a period of two weeks. It was impossible for me to sleep during the day because the anointing of the Holy Spirit was so strong upon me.

Little by little, I was learning how to manage the situation by going to bed earlier in the evening to ensure I would have sufficient sleep before the Lord arrived. On this morning, the Lord took my transformed body to the beach where we walked by the seaside for a while before He took me to heaven. My heart was filled with great joy and anticipation as we flew away.

We arrived at the usual location and entered the white building. By now, I was getting used to the setting and the procedures we normally followed. We changed into our heavenly clothing, and then the Lord took my hand as He led me down a wide road that coursed its way up an exceedingly high mountain.

It was very much like the Cascade Mountains that I’d visited in the northwestern part of the United States, and I remarked that heaven looked, in many ways, like earth--but it was far more beautiful than anything I’d ever seen on this planet.

There were many leafy trees and bushes on the mountainside. From the summit I could see a beach. It was a rocky coastline, much like the pictures I’d seen of Bar Harbor, Maine. Everything glowed with a whiteness that was stunningly brilliant and pure. We descended the mountain and walked on the sand between the rocks. It was the whitest, cleanest sand I’d ever seen, and the beach was absolutely the most beautiful I’d ever seen.

Some of the rocks nearby were so huge that I could not see their tops. As we walked around one of them, I noticed a large group of people wearing white robes. Each person was distinctly different from the other in appearance, and many children could be seen playing in the sand. Some children were holding the hands of grown-ups, and everyone was walking around in a playful, happy manner. It was wonderful to see a place of such brightness and joy.

The Lord and I sat on one of the big rocks for quite a while, simply enjoying the vibrant beauty all around us. He turned to me and said: “I have made so many of the things here similar to the things on earth so that My children can enjoy them when they come to My kingdom, but there are many things that are not the same as things on earth. I have so many exciting surprises for My children.”

He sounded so happy--like a parent who has provided as many gifts as possible for his children to open on Christmas Day. The Lord seemed to want His children to be happy--like the ones who were playing so joyfully in the sand. This is why He created heaven to be such a wonderful place. It will be the home for His children forever and ever.

“Do you like what I am showing you, Choo Nam?”

“Yes, Lord. I’ve seen many beaches on earth, but none of them can compare with this beach.”

I could sense that my response greatly pleased my Master. Soon thereafter we left the beach and returned to the white building. We changed into regal robes and crowns, and the Lord took me to the pond where we usually end each visit to heaven. The Lord sat on His favorite rock while I joyfully sang and danced with my transformed body. Meanwhile, the hands of my earthly body were moving in rhythm to the heavenly music.

“I still have many things to show you, My daughter,” the Lord said as I moved closer to Him. “You must be patient.”

This was good news to me because I knew He meant that I would get to go to heaven with Him many more times. My heart soared with delight and rejoicing as I danced in this wonderful place of joy near the peaceful pond. I was in the presence of the Lord, in the place He had prepared for me, and I knew I had to be the happiest person who had ever lived.


TEARS OF UTTER joy flowed freely down my face as I said, “Thank You, Lord, for bringing me to heaven with You again.”

“My daughter, I notice that you worry about everything I ask you to do. I have told you many times not to worry, daughter, and you are not obeying Me in this.”

“Lord, I’m sorry. It’s just that I can’t seem to stop worrying. All I want to do is the work You’ve called me to do for You. I want to do it the way You tell me to, and all this causes me to worry.”

“I don’t want you to be concerned about anything from now on,” He directed. “I am going to take care of everything for you. Watch out for some people, because they will give you wrong advice. That is why, while you are writing the book, I do not want you to leave town, and I don’t want anyone else to come to your house, except your family.”

The Lord was more explicit with His instructions than He’d ever been before. I listened intently as He went on.

“Did you notice that no one has come to visit you since I took you to heaven?”

“Well, yes. It seems that every time I invited someone to come or made arrangements for company, something always happened to change their plans.”

“Now you know why, My daughter. I want you to concentrate on the book, with no interruptions. This book is very important to Me, and it will be a special blessing for My children. Whatever you do, I want you to talk to Me first. Everything about this book has to be My will.”

The Lord’s clear message rang in my heart as we left the pond, returned to the white building and changed into our regular clothing. Then we returned to the beach on earth, and the Lord said, “Daughter, you see this beach is so much different from the beach you saw in My kingdom.”

“Lord, everything You showed me in Your kingdom was so beautiful, except for the sad things You showed me.”

“This is why I chose you to do this work. I do not want any of My children to have to go to the pit. It is all up to them either to believe or not to believe. I’ll talk to you more about this later, My child.” He then reached over and embraced me. When He departed, the shaking of my body stopped.

The power He was unleashing in my body was beginning to heal the weak places in my character that remained from my childhood. I was learning how to be more confident, how to reach out and truly trust the Lord, but I still struggled with certain worries and fears.

On March 19 the Lord spent two hours with me, from 7 A.M. to 9 A.M. I shook for half an hour and then groaned in the Spirit for an additional fifteen minutes that morning. Then I heard the pleasant, compelling sound of the Lord’s voice speaking to me. He took me by the hand and we went back to the beach.

My body underwent its supernatural transformation, and I found myself wearing a white robe like the one Jesus had on. We then ascended the mighty mountain along the narrow road. I noticed a large rock where we sat for a rest.

The length of time my earthly body had had to endure the manifestations preceding the Lord’s visits was inordinately long, so I knew this visit would be a very special one. My mind raced with thoughts of anticipation and joy. What will the Lord show me today? Where will He take me?

Jesus broke my reverie by saying: “I know you are still worried about the things I told you and showed you. I told you to stop worrying.” The tone of His voice sounded angry and severe. “You do not trust My words.”

I knew immediately what He meant. I was still worrying about the book, even after what He had shared with me the last time. He had told me that every detail would be carefully handled by Him, but I still felt intimidated by such an important project. I was truly overwhelmed by the magnitude of the assignment.

I began to cry tears of shame and repentance at the Lord’s rebuke. I put my hands together, bowed my head and began to plead, “Please forgive me, Lord. No matter how hard I try not to worry, Lord, I still end up worrying about all this.”

“From now on, Choo Nam, I want you to stop worrying. I do not want you to worry about anything. Some people will not believe you, but you don’t need to worry about that. My daughter, I am simply using you for this book. It is My book and I will take care of it.

“As I told you at the beginning, it will take a while to prepare you for this work, so do not worry. Leave everything to Me. If you worry, you are not making Me happy.”

“Lord, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me.”
“I know you do not know many things, but I see that you are pure-hearted. I know that you believe everything about Me. I’ve seen your obedience, and I know you fear My words.

“I want you to concentrate only on My work and nothing else. I am pleased about everything about you, My daughter. After you finish this book, I will bless you more than you ever wanted.”

“Lord, the only blessing I want is for my whole family to please You more than anything in their lives.”

“Because you are what you are, I chose you for this work. This is My book and My responsibility. I will take care of everything. Don’t ever worry again. I always want you to be happy because you are My special daughter.”

“Lord, I need Roger to help me with so much of Your work.”
“Your husband is going to serve Me through you. I have many plans for both of you, so prepare your hearts to serve Me. It will all begin to happen very soon. Now I must take you back.”

We walked back down from the mountain. While we walked on the sand I felt incredibly happy. It was as if a great burden had been lifted from my shoulders. Truly the Lord had shown me many new and important things--things that brought healing and freedom to my timid soul. After the Lord left me this morning, I felt like a new person.


I BEGAN TO delve into the Scriptures to see what I could learn about the sin of worry. My eyes were drawn to the words of Jesus that were recorded by Matthew: “But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things” (Matthew 6:33-34).

The context of this passage is the Sermon on the Mount, in which Jesus shares the secrets of spiritual victory with His disciples. Like me, the disciples were fretting over so many things. They worried if they would have food to eat and clothing to wear.

Jesus reminded them:
So why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they neither toil or spin; and yet I say to you that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Now if God so clothes the grass of the field, which today is, and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? --MATTHEW 6:28-30
That’s the key--faith! The Holy Spirit then led me to another verse of Scripture that helped clarify this for me: “Whatever is not from faith is sin” (Romans 14:23). That’s why worry is a sin--it is not of faith. God wants us to walk by faith, and yet in His great mercy He had already shown me so much. I had seen the reality of heaven and I had walked with the Lord! Why should I ever worry again?

The season of spring began with another visit to the earthly beach. From 6:30 A.M. to 8:15 A.M. on March 22, the Lord visited with me. He took me to the beach again, and this time He seemed much quieter than He had been three days earlier. Finally, as He sat on the rock on the mountainside where we frequently sat, Jesus said: “Don’t concern yourself with testifying in church, Choo Nam; concentrate on My work.”

He knew that I was literally bursting to tell my story to everyone I saw. Even though I am a shy person, I felt I had to tell everyone what I had seen, heard and experienced. My last visit with the Lord and my subsequent study of the Word had imparted a confidence and boldness to me that I had never known before. I felt as if I could share my story with an audience of millions!

I took every opportunity I could find to testify for my Lord and Master, and I thought He would be greatly pleased by this. In fact, I had such a strong desire to speak on His behalf that I had rehearsed my testimony over and over again with the help of a tape recorder. The anointing of the Holy Spirit seemed to propel me into this kind of public ministry.

Even when I went shopping I told people about heaven. Some people reacted with surprise. Others reacted with joy and wanted to hear more. I told them to read the book when it comes out.

Some people, as I could tell by their facial reactions, didn’t want to hear about my journeys to heaven, but I had learned that their doubtful responses were not important. I knew I had a story to tell, and no human reaction could keep me from sharing the excitement I had experienced.

I soon found that most Christians wanted to hear more. Many were asking, “When will the book be finished?” Most of the people I know are believers, including the members of my extended family who all have given their support to me by saying they believe my story. As I shared my story with one nephew, he was drawn to the Lord. Now he goes to a Bible class and attends church regularly and is hungry for the Lord.

The Lord was not displeased with me, but He emphatically reiterated, “I want you to concentrate on the book; then you will be able to satisfy many churches and reach the unsaved.”

The sound of His voice, His words, His message was a wave of joy to my spirit. I began singing in the Spirit, and I noticed that the Lord was looking at my face and smiling, and I could see the face of my transformed body smiling at the Lord the whole time I was singing.

“My daughter, I enjoy the time we spend together,” the Lord stated as He placed my right hand under His arm. He didn’t talk much for a long time, but finally spoke.

“I want you to write about how you live your Christian life. It is important for others to know how you have lived your life with Me, to see how open your heart has been to Me. Your honest and obedient life is so important to Me, and I know you always put Me first in your life. When you pray, you always say you will put Me first--that I’m more important to you than anyone else or anything in the world.

“I want you to know that I’ve heard all your prayers even though it may seem that I have not answered each one. I know the hearts of all My children. I cannot bless anyone who does not have a sincere heart, but I do want all of My children to be blessed.”

After He left me this time I reflected on His words. He had seemed so genuinely pleased with me, and I was thrilled to hear Him say that He had heard all my prayers. He led me to an important passage in the Bible: “Now this is the confidence that we have in Him, that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us. And if we know that He hears us, whatever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we have asked of Him” (1 John 5:14-15). God hears and answers the sincere prayers of His children.

He showed me so many rich and precious prayer promises, and I knew He wanted me to claim each one:
He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honor him. With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.--Psalms 91:15-16,

Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and shew thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not. --JEREMIAH 33:3

Your Father knoweth what things ye have need of, before ye ask him.--MATTHEW 6:8

Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.--MATTHEW 7:7-8

And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.
--MATTHEW 21:22
These were just a few of the mighty prayer promises from God’s Word that the Holy Spirit revealed to me. On March 23 I was praying intensely under a great anointing from the Holy Spirit. My body was shaking very hard, and groanings from deep within my spirit were coming forth with a violence I had never experienced before.

The Lord came into my room and sat by the window. Then I saw my transformed body sitting next to the Lord, and I was greatly surprised. It was as if I was having a total out-of-the-body experience--I was pure spirit. Jesus’ tender voice spoke to me: “You are living your life completely for Me. Your heart has willingly given up all worldly things for Me. I now know that nothing brings satisfaction to you more than being in My presence. Therefore, I never want you to say that you are not good enough for Me. Your faithfulness is very important to Me.”

An unusual, unearthly voice emanated from my spirit. This phenomenon usually accompanies the visions the Lord gives to me.

Then the Lord showed me His feet and hands. I could see the scars from the nails in His feet and hands. At first He sat with His legs crossed, but then He straightened His legs. I noticed that the tops of both of his feet had deep round scars on them. Then I looked at His hands--there were round, white scars very close to His wrists.

My heart ached for my Lord and Master. I touched His hands and His feet. Then I put my face on His hands and feet and began to cry in heaving sobs. I was crying like a baby as I realized all the Lord had gone through. I wondered if the whole household could hear me crying. I could see my transformed body with its face on the Lord’s hands and feet, rubbing so gently--and I could tell I was crying in my transformed body. The Lord began to speak.

“When I was on this earth I lived for My Father’s words, and I knew what I would have to face, but I lived for My Father’s words. That’s why all of heaven and earth are Mine now.

“So many of My children know what I want them to do, but they still love the things of this world more than My words. The children who live with My Word, according to My Word, are the ones who are pure of heart. They are the only ones who will enter the mansions I’ve prepared for them, like the one you saw with your name on the door. No one can have both this kingdom and My kingdom. If anyone enjoys the world more than Me, he or she cannot enter My kingdom.”

This was the strongest message the Lord had given to me so far. I knew I had to record it carefully and faithfully so the world would know that He wants to be first in all of our lives. He created us and died for us so we would not have to perish in hell. He continued.

“When I was in this world, I suffered until the end. I gave My life for My children. I want them to live with My Word so that they can have eternal life with Me. This worldly life can never compare with My kingdom.”

When He said these words, He sounded sad and hurt.
I’ll never forget those words--and I know they are so true. This life has nothing to compare with the kingdom of God. I’ve seen it, and I know His kingdom is prepared for us.

Chapter 10

Behold, I am coming quickly! Hold fast what you have,
that no one may take your crown. He who overcomes, I will make him a
pillar in the temple of My God, and he shall go out no more.
I will write on him the name of My God and the name of the city of My
God, the New Jerusalem, which comes down out of heaven
from My God. And I will write on him My new name.
--Revelation 3:11-12

IT WAS SPRINGTIME--the season of marvelous flowers, warm breezes and blossoming trees. In Washington state, where I live, it is a spectacular time of year. In heaven, it seems like it is perpetually springtime--warmth, beauty, peace and joy are everywhere. In my heart I had been celebrating springtime throughout the now-ending winter because of my visits with the Lord and my intriguing trips to heaven.

On March 24, Roger and I attended church services. Our pastor preached about Jesus’ suffering before the crucifixion. It was Lent--the time of year when Christians prepare for the crucifixion and resurrection of Jesus Christ. As the pastor described the Lord’s suffering and read Scriptures related to His passion, I began to cry. It was not uncommon for me to shake during our times of worship, but this time my body was shaking so severely that it almost knocked me out of my seat. The anointing of the Holy Spirit was strong upon me.


I SAW JESUS in front of me and He said, “My daughter, I want you to look at My hands again,” and He pointed to the scars on His hands and feet. The unusual voice that I used for vocalizing when spiritual visions came to me did not come forth this time. I sat in the Lord’s presence in total silence as He continued to speak to me.
“I want you to keep on writing everything I show you,” He directed.
I nodded my agreement.

It was incomparably wonderful to be able to visit privately with the Lord during our public worship service. I wanted to stand up and tell everyone I had just seen the Lord and that He had shown me His scars, but something deep in my spirit cautioned me not to do this, so I sat patiently until the service was over. I believe it was the “still, small voice” of God’s Holy Spirit that told me not to speak.

Since that time I have learned that there is, as Solomon wrote, a time to speak and a time to remain silent (see Ecclesiastes 3:7). Jesus was training me to become sensitive to the Spirit’s leading in my life, and I knew that until He directed me otherwise I was to be receiving instead of giving.

Throughout the service I cried under the precious anointing of the Holy Spirit. The shaking subsided when the Lord left, but the tears did not. I heard the pastor’s words, but my mind and spirit were focused on something else--the scars the Lord had now shown me twice.

I began to meditate on some of the Scriptures I had remembered from my study and other church services: “But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement for our peace was upon Him, and by His stripes we are healed” (Isaiah 53:5); “And when they had come to a place called Golgotha, that is to say, Place of a Skull, they gave Him sour wine mingled with gall to drink. But when He had tasted it, He would not drink. Then they crucified Him, and divided His garments, casting lots” (Matthew 27:33-35).

I could see my precious Lord and Master hanging on the cross of Calvary, atop Golgotha’s hill. The sharp spikes ripped at the flesh of His palms and ankles as He hung there so weak and limp. The Roman soldier’s spear opened a gaping wound in His side, and streams of blood coursed down His face from the crown of thorns they had pushed onto His head.

There was a puddle of blood at the foot of the cross, and the people stepped into His blood as they clambered, trying to get His seamless robe. The sky overhead was lead gray, and lightning flashed in the distance.

The people mocked Him, spit at Him and cursed Him. They were having a fiendish party at my Master’s expense. Then, in my mind’s eye, I saw His mother--Mary--bowing near the cross, her body trembling and tears forming rivers on her face.

Oh, how I understood how she must have felt on that first Good Friday--she had to watch her naked son, the one she loved so much, being tortured and killed in front of her--and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Jesus could have called 10,000 angels to come to His assistance, but instead He chose to accept the cruel, shameful death of crucifixion so that we could find the path of life.

I thank God for the vision He imparted to me, for now I truly understand all that Jesus went through for the people He loves so much. He was suspended on the cruel cross, between heaven and hell, so that we would have eternal life. He never sinned, and yet He willingly took all of our sin upon Him. What a wonderful Savior He is!

The scars on His hands and feet are real. I’ve seen them. They are the marks of horrendous suffering--anguish He experienced for you and me.


ON MARCH 25 Jesus visited with me from 6:35 A.M. to 8:50 A.M. We walked and talked together in the usual way--at the beach, over the golden bridge, along the winding road. After walking on the usual road for a while, the Lord escorted me to a different path, along a road that was wide and white. It looked like a highway in America, and it was lined with trees on both sides.

These trees were unusually tall and their leaves were the most beautiful I’d ever seen. As we walked, I noticed that the trees began to change their colors. It was like walking along a rainbow--the array of colors was spectacular!

This road led to a hill that was much smaller than the mountain we usually climbed. From the rising crest I noticed a silver river shining in the sunlight of heaven. Mountain ranges filled the panorama with a beauty that only heaven could produce. The mountains seemed to be forested with evergreen trees.

We descended the hillside and walked to the water where we saw all kinds of fish swimming in the river over a rocky bottom. It amused me to see fish in heaven, and I began to laugh. I was enjoying the moment so much that I stepped out and began wading in the water.

I reached down and grabbed a red, striped fish and lifted it out of the water. I was laughing uncontrollably, so the fish jumped out of my hands and swam to safety. Watching my former captive swim away, in total freedom, cavorting with the other fish, caused me to giggle hysterically. I grabbed another fish--this one a different color--and it jumped out of my hands as well. It was a wonderful time of joy and fun, and the Lord began to laugh with me.

He began to participate in the action with me by reaching down and grabbing a large fish colored like “a coat of many colors.” He looked at the fish admiringly and then threw it back into the river, still laughing. It was so good to see the Lord enjoying the moment with me.

I just kept on laughing--deep, belly laughs--and it felt so good. The more I heard the Lord’s laughter, the more I laughed. Finally, I was doubled over with laughter, but it felt so good.

Jesus said, “Daughter, you must be enjoying this. Do you like fishing?”
“I’m just enjoying being here, Lord.”
“I have more fish to show you later. Do you want to catch more fish?”
“I am laughing too hard to catch any fish, Lord,” I acknowledged amid waves of laughter.
“We’d better go back now, my daughter. I have to take you to another place.”

We left the river, and I felt so cleansed by the preceding moments of joy and laughter. The fish were fun, and I remembered, “A merry heart does good, like medicine” (Proverbs 17:22). I felt like I had had a dose of joy that would last me a lifetime!

It was so wonderful to see my Lord taking such obvious delight in my pleasure and happiness. This experience helped me understand the verse: “You will show me the path of life; in Your presence is fullness of joy; at Your right hand are pleasures forevermore” (Psalms 16:11).

I had walked along the path of life in heaven, and I had drunk from the river of His pleasures as the psalmist depicted: “How precious is Your lovingkindness, O God! Therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of Your wings. They are abundantly satisfied with the fullness of Your house, and You give them drink from the river of Your pleasures. For with You is the fountain of life; in Your light we see light” (Psalms 36:7-9).

My joy was brimming up like a fountain and overflowing like a waterfall.


WE RETURNED ON the same road we had taken to get to the hillside. Then the Lord took me to a high mountain on a very narrow road that was bordered by huge trees and bushes. We walked along this road for quite a while. This caused me to wonder where we were going. I also wondered why the road was so narrow.

Finally we reached the end of the road where I looked over the hill and saw a white fence surrounding many white buildings. They glistened with the purest white--a whiteness more brilliant than freshly fallen snow. I wished that I could get closer to the scene in front of me, but as was so often the case, Jesus showed this setting to me from a distance. I did not understand why.

He spoke to me, “My daughter, I want you to see it clearly, so we must go down there.” He reached over, took my hand, and we began flying. It was a breathtaking experience, and a loud groan emerged from my real body.

When we landed in the fertile valley, Jesus took me to this pure white street. Then I noticed that it had beautiful white houses on both sides. The street was white and shiny like glass. Everything seemed so white there. The fence seemed to be much higher than the houses that I saw from the top of the hill.

It is not possible, at this time, for me to explain, or even to suggest, why the Lord has shown me some of the things He has. Many times He has shown me the same things on two separate occasions. We usually haven’t spent much time at each site, and He has offered few explanations of their meanings, but that’s all right with me because I know the time will come when I will know even as I am known (see 1 Corinthians 13:12).

The Lord told me that He must show me this, and we approached one of the houses. It had double doors with golden trim. The door was outlined with colored glass. I took particular notice of the door knob made of pure gold!

As we entered the house, I noticed that all the windows were made of stained glass. The carpeting was colorful--a mixture of subdued hues--and it gave the interior of the house a very classic look. The jewels that adorned the walls sparkled and shone. I felt as if I were stepping into a picture rather than a house.

I walked up the golden stairway that had an intricate design etched into its surface. At the top of the stairs, I walked into a bedroom where a bed stood that was grander and larger than any king-sized bed on earth. I walked around it and into the powder room. It was laden with gold and precious gems on every wall except one. That wall had a full-length mirror to reflect the amazing beauty of the immediate environment.

I noticed that all the rooms in this house were immense, including the powder room. In fact, every house the Lord showed me had huge rooms that were beautiful beyond all expectations.

I began to sing with joy as I walked along the corridors, entering each room and enjoying such a blessed dwelling. After my excursion through the upstairs was over, I went downstairs, where the Lord was walking around in a room that was much like a parlor. He heard me, turned, looked at me, and said, “Do you like this place?”

“Yes, my Lord. It’s beautiful. Who will live in these houses You are showing to me?”
“All of my children will live in these houses I’ve prepared for them. They will be living here sooner than they think.”


THE LORD TOOK my hand and we left the lovely valley. Next, we walked on a divided street that was the same color as the yellow brick road in The Wizard of Oz. There were white houses on both sides of the street. The island in the middle of the road was adorned with fruit trees that had been evenly placed along a clear, blue stream that was indescribably long. There were many beautiful rocks on both sides of the stream.

Then the Lord took my hand and said, “We are going up, My daughter.” We lifted from the ground straight up, like a helicopter does, and then we began to fly. He took me to the same mountain where we had started this particular journey.

As we took flight, my earthly body, lying on the bed, was screaming in panic. In my transformed body, however, I was getting somewhat accustomed to the extraordinary things I experienced in heaven. We walked back onto the narrow road and went to the white building where we always change our garments. Next, we proceeded to the quiet pond.

The minute we arrived at the pond I began to sing and dance. My heart was still flying with joy. The Lord said, “Come, Choo Nam, sit by Me.”
I obeyed by taking a seat on the rock next to Him and holding His arm.

“My daughter, I showed you the river and New Jerusalem. Those houses are in Jerusalem--the Holy City. We will all live in Jerusalem when I bring My children home. I want all of my children to know that Jerusalem is ready for them.

“You saw there was no road to get into Jerusalem. Therefore, we had to fly to get there. We all will fly there soon--that is why your work is so important.”

“I don’t want you to miss anything I’ve shown you or told you,” the Lord continued. “I know some people will not believe many of the things I’ve shown you--the doubtful and ones who don’t know My Word--but I know how hard you are trying to please Me.

“After you finish this work, your life will be pure joy--far greater than what you’ve just experienced. You will be blessed. Whoever believes you and helps you will be blessed as well.

“You will be a surprise to all the churches, a joy to those ready and waiting for Me and sad news to those who love the world more than Me. This book will help to deliver many people who are in spiritual darkness.

“Daughter, you must not be concerned with what people think or say; just write down what I show you and tell you. I trust your obedience completely. You have always feared and believed My Word since you knew me. I notice that you have not been deliberately disobedient since you gave your heart to Me, and you always put Me first in your life. That is why I chose you as My special daughter and friend.”

His words were both humbling and reassuring. They made me feel good. One thing I knew for sure--since I had become a Christian I had always endeavored to please My Lord, to put Him first in every situation and decision. He was blessing My obedience.

“It took a long time to prepare you for this work,” He said. “Now you know how special you are to Me. You said that you had given your life to Me, and I know your heart. Don’t ever deviate from this commitment, Choo Nam.

“Whatever you have to give up, or lose, in your earthly life will be restored to you in heaven. In heaven, you will be with Me forever.”

To me, those were the most important words of all. It was this promise that kept me going, because I know how immeasurably wonderful it is to be with Him. The thrill of knowing that I would be in His presence forever was the most blessed thought of all.

“Lord, I am not that good,” I cried. “It’s just that I love You more than my own life. I am not happy with anyone or anything unless You are included. I feel Your control in every part of my life, and it makes me so very happy.”

“Whoever permits Me to control their life will be blessed. These are My obedient children. You are My special child.”

When the visit was over I pondered the many things Jesus had told me. The New Jerusalem is coming from heaven. It is ready now. The Lord wants His children to enjoy eternal glory with Him. He has selected me to share all this with anyone who will listen.

Throughout the day I studied what the Scriptures have to say about the New Jerusalem. When I read the twenty-first chapter of Revelation, I realized that the apostle John had had the same experience with the Lord that I had just enjoyed.
And he carried me away in the Spirit to a great and high mountain, and showed me the great city, the holy Jerusalem, descending out of heaven from God, having the glory of God. And her light was like a most precious stone, like a jasper stone, clear as crystal.--REVELATION 21:10-11
I was enthralled by his description of the heavenly city, because I had seen so many of the things he wrote about.
But I saw no temple in it, for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are its temple. And the city had no need of the sun or of the moon to shine in it, for the glory of God illuminated it, and the Lamb is its light.--REVELATION 21:22-23
I had walked in the brightness of that city. I felt I was surrounded by snow because everything was white and bright. Like John, I had noticed that there were no churches or temples in the New Jerusalem, only beautiful homes that the Lord had prepared for His children.
Its gates shall not be shut at all by day (there shall be no night there). And they shall bring the glory and the honor of the nations into it. But there shall by no means enter it anything that defiles, or causes an abomination or a lie, but only those who are written in the Lamb’s Book of Life.--REVELATION 21:25-27
This is what Jesus had been telling me--heaven is reserved for those who will obey. Only the pure in heart will be able to enter and live there.

I continued my reading, into chapter 22, and I was truly taken aback by this confirmation of the reality of heaven that I had experienced.
And he showed me a pure river of water of life, clear as crystal, proceeding from the throne of God and of the Lamb. In the middle of its street, and on either side of the river, was the tree of life, which bore twelve fruits, each tree yielding its fruit every month. And the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.--REVELATION 22:1-2
I had tasted the water of that river, and I had walked down the streets. I had seen the trees and had even tasted the fruit of some.

The message that Jesus gave to John was the same as the one He gave to me. This is the message that the Lord wants me to share with everyone who will listen: “Behold, I am coming quickly! Blessed is he who keeps the words of the prophecy of this book”--Revelations 22:7

The Lord is just, and He wants everyone to know: “Behold, I am coming quickly, and My reward is with Me, to give to every one according to his work. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End, the First and the Last” --Revelations 22:12-13

Chapter 11

Blessed are those who are called to the
marriage supper of the Lamb.
--Revelation 19:9 (emphasis added)

THIRTY MINUTES OF deep trembling throughout my body occurred before the Lord’s arrival on March 27. I was able to be with Him from 6:30 A.M. to 8:45 A.M. After the half hour of shaking, the Lord came to me and took my hand.

In my transformed body, I walked with the Lord on the beach, and then He escorted me to heaven. We walked through the pearly gates and went to the white building to change our clothing. After changing, we walked across the golden bridge.

It all was becoming so natural to me. Each believer, I’m sure, will go through the same procedures when he or she goes to heaven. I began to think of the individuals in the Bible with whom I shared the privilege of visiting heaven before death. The apostle Paul wrote about one of these fortunate souls in the twelfth chapter of 2 Corinthians.
I know a man in Christ who fourteen years ago--whether in the body I do not know, or whether out of the body I do not know, God knows--such a one was caught up to the third heaven. And I know such a man--whether in the body or out of the body I do not know, God knows--how he was caught up into Paradise and heard inexpressible words, which it is not lawful for a man to utter. --2 CORINTHIANS 12:2-4
I know exactly what the man experienced, for there are many things I saw and heard in heaven that I am not permitted to share with others.


THE APOSTLE JOHN, as has been recorded in the book of Revelation, also went to heaven. His visit there was preceded by a personal visit from the Lord Jesus Christ, who said: “I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End...who is and who was and who is to come, the Almighty” (Revelations 1:8). Like John’s, my visits to heaven always began with a visit from the Lord.

The prophet Elijah went to heaven, as well. Part of what was recorded about his heavenly encounter states: “Then it happened, as they continued on and talked, that suddenly a chariot of fire appeared with horses of fire, and separated the two of them; and Elijah went up by a whirlwind into heaven” (2 Kings 2:11). Elijah flew to heaven by way of a whirlwind, and I believe my flights to heaven could be described in a similar way.

God had been gracious to many others before me--people whom He has taken to heaven before death. In each case, there was a prevailing purpose for the visits to heaven. Always, God has been concerned about letting His people know that He wants them to live with Him forever.

How privileged I am to be among the select few He has honored in this way. The more I think about it, it’s not because I’m particularly special but simply because I want only to obey and serve my Lord throughout all eternity. It thrills me to let others know about my trips to heaven.


THE LORD AND I walked along the road for a long time, then we turned to the right, walking down the hillside to some steps made from rock. I saw a body of water that looked like a very long, narrow river.

“What I am going to show you, My daughter, will be very special for My children.”

There were magnificent fruit trees on both sides of the river. On one side, the trees bore purple fruit; on the other side, the trees were laden with beautiful, red fruit. These fruits were so attractive, and I longed to taste them. The red fruit was shaped like large teardrops.

The Lord must have known my desire to try these fruits, so He reached up, picked one and gave it to me to eat. It was unlike any fruit I had eaten. It was so delicious that my physical body’s mouth drooled down the side of my face.

“Why aren’t You eating, Lord?”
“I’m not hungry, but I’m glad to see that you are enjoying it.”
We walked for a long time, and then I saw a picturesque bridge built from red wood. As we walked over it, I looked down and saw that the stream was filled with many different kinds of fish.

“What are all the fish for?” I asked.
“This is food for the kingdom,” the Lord replied.

It made me happy to know that we will be eating fruit and fish in heaven. The fact that these are the primary foods of the kingdom suggests that we should be eating more of them on earth. I’ve always thought that fish and fruit are particularly healthful foods, and this visit to heaven confirmed that for me.

Seeing fish swimming so freely in the water always makes me laugh. I began to chuckle and then I asked, “Lord, where can we cook them?” Before He answered I noticed the voice that accompanies my supernatural visions came forth. Therefore I knew the Lord wanted to show me something.

I could see the right side of the water, and I noticed that a large, high rock wall stretched out so far I couldn’t see the end. It was so high I couldn’t see the top of it. I could see the pure white sand stretching from the road all the way to the rock wall. There were no trees in the particular vicinity I saw, but the sand looked so white and clean. The scene imparted to me through this supernatural vision was immensely beautiful.

In a few moments the Lord answered my question by wading into the water and grabbing a large, flat, white fish. It was about the size of my two hands together. I enjoyed watching the Lord do this for me, and I found the scene to be very amusing. I began to giggle as I continued to watch Him.

Next, I walked with Him beyond the rocks, where I noticed many large cooking areas that had silver-colored ovens built into the rocks. Atop the ovens were cooking grilles with oval-shaped plates and silver forks. The Lord simply pushed a button on the side of one oven and a fire began.

He then assumed the role of a cook, right in front of me. He grilled the fish until both sides of it were brown. He seemed to be so happy doing this for me.

For some reason, I wanted to eat the tail end of the fish, so I pointed to it and the Lord gave me that half of the fish. He ate the other half while I devoured the portion He gave me. It was delicious. Truly, I’d never tasted such tender, luscious fish before. The Lord watched as I enjoyed my heavenly meal.

When we finished eating, He took my plate and fork and put them into a silver container. Then He said, “My daughter, as you can see, I have prepared everything for My children.” I smiled with pure joy.

Then we returned to the road and went back to the white building where we always change. An angel escorted me to the powder room, and after I had changed into a beautiful robe and crown, the Lord was waiting for me.

He took my hand, and we went out to the pond. There, I began to sing and dance, as was my usual custom. This day I felt special, so humble about what the Lord was doing for me; more so than any other day since He had started taking me to heaven.

It wasn’t because I ate the fish; it was because my Lord and Savior cooked the fish and we ate it together. He showed me His loving kindness as He did to His disciples before He went to heaven. All these thoughts came to my mind while I was dancing.

Then the Lord called me over to sit next to Him. I put my hand under His arm, and my face on His shoulder, then I began to cry. “Please let me stay here with You, Lord. I don’t ever want to leave You. This is the happiest moment of my life.”

“Daughter, you must do this work for Me. I do not want you to miss anything I have shown you or told you. I know you do not have time for yourself, but after everything is completed, you will be blessed.”

“Lord, only Roger can help me with the writing, and he is already doing so much for me.”
“Tell him that I love him. I will bless him more than he expects. Also tell him to spend more time with Me. Anyone who loves Me must spend much time with Me.”

It was a wonderful time of sweet communion with the Lord. When our conversation was over, we returned to the white building and changed into our white robes. Then we returned to earth and walked along the beach. We sat on the shore, and I put my arm under His and said, “I love You, Lord.”

“I love you, My precious daughter,” He responded in a voice that was filled with happiness. “Tell everyone that there are so many things to eat in My kingdom. Everything here will taste so much better than any earthly food. Did you like the fish?”

I nodded my appreciation. As we stood, the Lord embraced me and then departed.

The Lord is more friendly and loving each time I see Him. I remember at first, He didn’t hug me or call me His daughter or use any other sweet words. Now He calls me many sweet names. I feel He is very comfortable with me.


THE BIBLE SAYS: “You will show me the path of life; in Your presence is fullness of joy; at Your right hand are pleasures forevermore” (Psalms 16:11). My visits to heaven have shown me the truth of this verse. Heaven is a place of eternal pleasure. The Lord delights in pleasing His children. He wants us to be happy.

On March 29 I was with the Lord from 6:40 A.M. to 8:45 A.M. My body shook for twenty-five minutes that morning; then I heard the Lord’s voice and saw His presence. He took my hand, and I saw my transformed body walking along the beach with Him. We walked along the shore for a few minutes and then we went up to heaven.

We changed our garments in the white building as usual. Then we walked over the golden bridge, along a wide road that we had not been on before. It led to a very barren area where there were no grasses, trees or mountains. The whole scene was white, as if we had entered an Arctic wasteland. We continued walking until we reached the end of the road.

A huge river appeared in front of us, and I noticed mountains on both sides of the water. The one on the right was extremely high. We walked very close to the river, where the soil was like gravel. Tiny pebbles clicked under our feet as we walked.

The river was filled with small boats. I had seen similar scenes on earth--bodies of water where people went to fish, swim, water-ski and simply to enjoy boating.

“Would you like to ride in one of the boats?” the Lord asked.
“Yes,” I eagerly responded, “I’d love to.”

We climbed into one of the small boats, and the Lord paddled with His hand. He took us a good way out. When I looked over the edge of the boat, I saw a multitude of different-colored fish frolicking in the water.

My gaze was fixed on the uncommonly clear water. I could see into its depths so vividly. It was like the clearest crystal I’d ever seen. The fish, as usual, caused me to begin laughing.
They were amazingly bright and beautiful fish. They looked like the large decorative fish that people on earth use in their backyard ponds.

“These, My daughter, are for pleasure. Like you, I love to watch the fish swim around in the water.”

It was so peaceful and serene on the quiet water. As I looked around, I felt as if we were sitting atop a giant looking-glass. We left the boat and walked along the same road we had taken to get to the lake; then we turned onto a narrow, mountain trail. The magnificent vista at the end of the path revealed a lush, low valley that was filled with tall grass. A narrow stream wound its way through the wide-open pastureland.

I saw something moving through the wheatlike fields. Then I saw other movement all over the wheat field. The valley was filled with cattle that looked very much like the cows on earth.

“Write this down, Choo Nam. I want all My children to know what awaits them in heaven. I know many of My children have questions about heaven. Some of them wonder if there will be food to eat in heaven.”

I knew the answer to that question, and a sense of great pleasure filled me as I looked out upon the spectacular vista in front of me. I could scarcely take it all in.

We weren’t able to stay there long, however. Soon the Lord took me back to the white building where we changed our clothing and then went to the pond. I began to sing for joy. Then I sat next to the Lord.

“Did you enjoy the boat ride, My daughter?” He asked.
“Oh, yes, Lord.”
“When I bring My children here, I want them to have pleasure. They can do many of the same things they do on earth. I want them to be happy. You must remember all the things I showed you and talked about.

“I do not want you to be confused about anything. That is why I tell you so many important things over and over again and show you the same thing more than once.”

We returned to the white building, changed and went back to the beach on earth. The Lord seemed to be in a hurry, so we didn’t sit and talk this time. He simply hugged me and left. As always, my body stopped shaking as soon as He departed.


AS THE LOVELY month of April began, the Lord appeared in my bedroom on the morning of April 1, at 6:20 A.M. I was with Him until 8:35 A.M. My body shook for thirty minutes, and then He came and talked to me. He stretched out His hand, and I saw my heavenly body at the beach, and then He took me to heaven.

After changing our clothing, we walked across the golden bridge. Our journey took us along a wide road with enormous rocks on both sides. It was a longer walk than usual, and it led us to the end of the road where a high rock mountain stood. It was so high that I could not see its summit, but I noticed that it had huge black rocks jutting out from its base. Between the rocks, big waves flowed up and down in an almost stormy fashion. The water looked to be very deep.

There was no road down to the water, so we simply looked at it from the side of the mountain. The body of water appeared to be filling a big hole. The Lord explained, “This water is for the earth.”

As is so often the case, the Lord does not fully explain the meaning of His words. Often, He will simply tell me what certain things are, and what they may be used for. When I ask Him direct questions, however, He will usually provide me with an answer.

Most of the time, though, I don’t feel led to ask Him about what He shows me, because I know that one day it will all be clear to me. My job now is simply to be a scribe who writes down what He shows me and tells me, and I know He will offer a full explanation whenever He deems it necessary.

We turned away from this scene and walked again on the long road. When we reached an intersection, we took a side road that meandered very close to the golden bridge that led to a beach. As we traveled along this road, I noticed many houses situated around the water.

In back of the houses there were fruit trees of all sorts. It was a very orderly orchard. The first rows consisted of pale green trees that were filled with purple fruits. The next grouping was of larger trees with red leaves. The colors were multitudinous and blended together in a most delightful way. The array of colors was so spectacular that it took my breath away.

There were not any mountains in this particular region of heaven--only water, sand, houses and trees. It was such a vast area that I could not see where it ended.

The Lord took me into one of the houses. This one was greatly different from the mansions and castles we had visited before. Its interior was quite simple, and its colors were somewhat subdued.

“These are beach houses for My children,” the Lord explained.
It was amazing! We’ll have vacation homes in heaven! Truly, the Lord does want His children to be happy and to enjoy His pleasures forevermore.

After this joyful visit, the Lord and I changed our robes and returned to the placid pond where I sang and danced before Him. I knew the Lord was smiling with great delight even though I could not see His face clearly.

He called me to sit by Him, and once more I began to cry, because I knew the end of our visit was drawing close. Whenever I am with Him, I do not want to leave. His presence is fullness of joy.

I sat next to Him, and He said: “I have prepared many things in My kingdom that My children enjoy on earth. There are many activities. I made sure that no one would be bored. Everyone will have different assignments.

“Why do you think I chose prophets to work for Me on earth? Like you, I’ve sent them in order to do My work. Without prophets, I would not have any way of communicating my desires to My children.
“Therefore, My daughter, do not miss writing about anything I show you or tell you. Tell it all. It is because you are such an obedient daughter that I am able to use you.
“We must go back now.”

He took my hand, and we changed and returned to the beach on earth. Again, we did not sit and talk. The Lord simply hugged me and departed. Again my physical body stopped shaking as soon as He left.

Chapter 12

That the genuineness of your faith, being much more precious
than gold that perishes, though it is tested by fire, may be found
to praise, honor, and glory at the revelation of Jesus Christ, whom having
not seen you love. Though now you do not see Him,
yet believing, you rejoice with joy inexpressible and full of glory, receiving
the end of your faith--the salvation of your souls.
--1 Peter 1:7-9

FOR MANY CENTURIES, the beautiful dove has symbolized two things: peace and the Holy Spirit. When John the Baptist immersed Jesus in the Jordan River, the Spirit of God descended “in bodily form like a dove upon Him, and a voice came from heaven which said, ‘You are My beloved Son; in You I am well pleased’” (Luke 3:22). It was the dove that announced to Noah that the waters of the Great Deluge had dried up. It’s not surprising, therefore, that I encountered doves on my next visit to heaven.

It was the morning of April 3, and the Lord was with me from 6:00 A.M. to 8:30 A.M. After thirty minutes of shaking and groaning, I heard the Lord’s voice and He took my hand. Soon thereafter, I saw my transformed body walking on the beach with the Lord.

We went to heaven together where we changed into different robes. We crossed over the golden bridge and walked on the right side of a road. It was a very wide road that had a canopy of leaves overhead from the mighty trees that grew on either side of the road. This was a different road from any we had walked on before.

We walked for a long while and then took a road to the right. We walked for quite a while on this road as well. It encircled the base of a large, rocky mountain. To our left, there was a wide valley filled with green trees. The middle of the valley seemed to be filled with white gravel.


AS I LOOKED over the serene valley, I noticed movement in the region of the white gravel. The area was filled with birds.

“Lord, what kind of birds are they?” I asked.
“They are doves.”
“Why are there so many doves here?”
“They are very important to Me.”
It was a magnificent place--so large and so beautiful. We climbed atop a solid rock wall upon which we could stand and watch the doves of heaven. We remained there for a long time, and I was profoundly moved by what I was seeing.


WE STEPPED DOWN from the wall and resumed our walk along the road. A short time later we reached a narrow road on the left onto which we turned and proceeded. Around a little curve in the road I noticed a massive ocean that was so vast that it appeared to have no end. As we neared the waterfront, I noticed a high rock wall that had steps leading down to the shoreline. We went up the wall and walked down the steps.

The edge of the sea was filled with boats, large and small. It was a marina in heaven, and each boat was chained to a thick bar. All of their hulls were white. As I got closer, I noticed every boat had a beautifully furnished cabin and windows of stained glass. They resembled little churches on the water.

“Would you like to ride in one of the boats, My daughter?” the Lord asked.
“Oh, yes!” I exclaimed.
He led me to one of the boats, and we climbed in. The interior of the cabin was immaculate, but the boat was large enough for only two people. There were two seats in the front and two steering wheels.

I began to remember how our Lord had related to the sea, nature and fishing during His earthly ministry. Peter, James and John--three of His disciples--had been fishermen. He frequently preached on the shores of the Sea of Galilee, and He often used fish as object lessons. The story of Jesus calming the raging waves came to mind.
And suddenly a great tempest arose on the sea, so that the boat was covered with the waves. But He was asleep. Then His disciples came to Him and awoke Him, saying, “Lord, save us! We are perishing!” But He said to them, “Why are you fearful, O you of little faith?” Then He arose and rebuked the winds and the sea. And there was a great calm. And the men marveled, saying, “Who can this be, that even the winds and the sea obey Him?” --MATTHEW 8:24-27
Jesus loves the sea! He loves the world of nature He created. And He wants us to enjoy it as well. In fact, when the creation took place, human beings were to live in a paradise more wonderful than any we can possibly imagine--the Garden of Eden--a place of purity, innocence, perpetual springtime, fruitfulness, peace and joy. But because human beings sinned, we were banned from that earthly paradise.

God, in His great love, however, made a way for us to regain paradise in heaven. He sent His Son to die for us: “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life” (John 3:16). Paradise lost was regained through the death and resurrection of His Son.

The more I study the book of Genesis, the more I realize that the Garden of Eden was a replica of heaven on earth. It is the kind of existence God wants His children to enjoy.
There was no death, pain, suffering, darkness or disease in Eden, and there will certainly be none in our heavenly home!

What a wonderland it must have been, and heaven’s beauty even surpasses this description of Eden:
The LORD God planted a garden eastward in Eden, and there He put the man whom He had formed. And out of the ground the LORD God made every tree grow that is pleasant to the sight and good for food. The tree of life was also in the midst of the garden, and the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. Now a river went out of Eden to water the garden.” --GENESIS 2:8-10
I began to realize it is not surprising that our heavenly home will be like the most fantastic places of earth--the oceans, forests, fields, trees, flowers, birds, animals, fruits and rivers are there for us to enjoy just as God had created them for us in Eden. Because of sin, we lost our right to enjoy such an earthly paradise, but through faith in Jesus Christ paradise will one day be restored to each of us! Won’t it be wonderful there?

My mind then turned to the passage about Jesus when He walked on the water:
Now when evening came, the boat was in the middle of the sea; and He was alone on the land. Then He saw them straining at rowing, for the wind was against them. And about the fourth watch of the night He came to them, walking on the sea, and would have passed them by.

But when they saw Him walking on the sea, they supposed it was a ghost, and cried out; for they all saw Him and were troubled. And immediately He talked with them and said to them, “Be of good cheer! It is I; do not be afraid.” Then He went up into the boat to them, and the wind ceased. And they were greatly amazed in themselves beyond measure, and marveled. --MARK 6:47-51
Yes, Jesus loved the sea, and He loved all of nature that He created. That’s why I’m sure heaven is the prototype of everything that is beautiful on earth. Our Lord and Master wants us to enjoy the kingdom!

It was clear that Jesus wanted me to enjoy the experience of a heavenly boat ride. He pushed a button and the small craft began to move, slowly at first, and then we picked up speed. I loved the breeze against my face and the cooling mist that seemed so clean and refreshing.

I began to laugh as we sped over the sea’s calm surface, and then I began to sing. I was so joyful. It was far different from any boat ride I’d ever taken on earth, during which I usually had gotten seasick or very nauseated. Not this time. I was enjoying every moment of our thrilling ride.

On the way back the Lord let me steer. I did so with a special kind of excitement that caused me to laugh and sing. I could hear Jesus laughing with me. I knew He was watching me like a parent watches a child.

Somehow, even though at times I was doubled over with laughter, I managed to steer us back to the docking area. We got out of the boat and the Lord tied it back to the bar. He then said, “Choo Nam, you see the kingdom has many of the things that you know on earth. When all My children come to My kingdom, I want them to enjoy the things I’ve prepared for them.”

I smiled, because I understood a little bit of what He meant.
“My children will be pleased,” the Lord continued, “and that is why I’ve told them to give up the worldly things in order to please Me. They can have anything they need while they are on earth if they are obedient to Me. I want their hearts to put Me first, and I want them to live pure lives because I love all of them and want to bring them here.”


GOD TELLS US in Isaiah, “‘My thoughts are not your thoughts, nor are your ways My ways,’ says the LORD. ‘For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts’” ( Isaiah 55:8-9). It’s so true, and the Lord gave me an inkling that April morning about what this passage means.

After the visit to the heavenly sea, we changed our garments and went to the secluded pond where we often sit and talk. The Lord took His usual seat on the rock, and I began to sing and dance. Then, as He often does, He called me over to sit by Him.
He began to share some important things with me.

“Daughter, you are special to Me. When Larry Randolph prophesied over you and told you how special you are to Me, you did not believe him.”

“I did not believe him, Lord, because I wondered how someone like myself could be so special to You. I marveled at the thought that You had taken notice of me. I believed You answered so many of my prayers, but I never thought You would remember me.”
I began to cry as I went on.

“When Pastor Larry prophesied and told me I was Your friend, I was shocked, and it was hard for me to believe, but now I listen to his tape every day. Each time I listen and hear him talking about me, my body begins to shake. The anointing comes, and then I am able to believe that You are going to use me in special ways. I always wait for You to talk to me each night.”

The Lord listened intently, then responded: “I choose My children who are pure and obedient--those who put Me first in their lives. You are trying so very hard to please Me, but you must remember, I look only at the hearts of My children. You think like a human being. My thinking is different than yours.

“I know it’s tiring for you right now, but you must be patient.
“My daughter, I don’t want you to ever worry about anything. Just leave everything to Me. As I have told you, this is My book, and it will be done according to My will.”

I loved these times of sweet communion with the Lord. I felt very much like Mary who willingly sat at the Lord’s footstool to learn His ways. Martha, on the other hand, was always trying hard to please Him, and she was filled with anxiety, jealousy and turmoil. I decided that I wanted to be like Mary from that moment on.

Martha, so worried and fretful, had remarked: “Lord, do You not care that my sister has left me to serve alone? Therefore tell her to help me” (Luke 10:40). The Lord answered: “Martha, Martha, you are worried and troubled about many things. But one thing is needed, and Mary has chosen that good part, which will not be taken away from her” (Luke 10:41-42).

Yes, I determined I would be like Mary instead of Martha. I have chosen the “good part” that will never be taken away from me, which is a personal relationship with Jesus Christ. Nothing in all the world is more important than that!

I wanted to have my mind renewed so that I could see things from a heavenly instead of an earthly perspective. The Lord was helping me achieve this goal. I remembered what the apostle Paul had said in the book of Romans:
For those who live according to the things of the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit, the things of the Spirit. For to be carnally minded is death, but to be spiritually minded is life and peace. Because the carnal mind is enmity against God; for it is not subject to the law of God, nor indeed can be. So then, those who are in the flesh cannot please God. --ROMANS 8:5-8
To be spiritually minded truly is life and peace, and every time I went to heaven with the Lord I knew what this meant. I determined to take the heavenly perspective back to earth with me, to continue building on my relationship with the Lord and to let Him renew my mind.

Back on earth this morning, we sat on the beach for a while, and the Lord said, “You saw many things in heaven.”

“Yes, Lord, and these visits are so enjoyable that they’re all I can think about. My mind stays in heaven, not on earth.”
“I know, My daughter.”

“I don’t really have my own life anymore, Lord. Since the first moment I spent in Your presence, I’ve changed. I’m sure if my husband were not a Christian, he would have left me long ago.

“I lived for You before I saw Your presence and before I went to heaven, but now--even when I sleep--each time I wake up I sense Your presence with me. The only thing I can think of now is the book You want me to write. I am honored to do this for You, Lord. Thank You for entrusting me with such an important responsibility. I always want to do my best to make You happy.”
“I know, My daughter. Be patient, and remember that I love you.”

He stood up to leave, gave me a hug and vanished. The supernatural shaking in my body ceased.


TWO MORNINGS LATER I had another life-changing visit from the Lord. It took place from 5:50 A.M. to 8 A.M. on April 5. After nearly 30 minutes of shaking, I heard the Lord’s voice. He came close to me and took me by the hand. I saw my transformed body walking with Him along the beach. We went to heaven, changed our clothing and walked over the golden bridge. Then we found our way to a white, shiny road that was adorned with beautiful flowers on both sides.

I couldn’t comprehend the grand beauty of these gorgeous flowers. How can any flowers be this beautiful? I wondered.
“Would you like a flower, My daughter?” the Lord inquired.
“Yes, I have always loved flowers.”

He picked an exquisitely shaped yellow one and placed it in my hand. I held onto it all the way through this visit to heaven.

After an incredibly long journey, we arrived at a huge and beautiful mansion. The palatial structure was situated at the end of the road, in a region where the ground was white and shiny, and multitudes of flowers could be seen everywhere.

We went to the back of the mansion, and I noticed flowers everywhere, as far as my eyes could see. It was indescribably wonderful. Then the Lord escorted me back to the front of the building.
We walked through the doorway, into a spacious corridor. All of a sudden, the interior of the home became dark. The Lord disappeared. I felt very much alone and somewhat frightened. I began to cry.

Just as quickly as it had darkened, the room was filled with the most radiant of lights I had ever seen. The room was so attractively furnished, arranged and decorated, and I was stunned by its brightness and beauty.

Then I noticed steps leading to a platform where the Lord was sitting. He was dressed in pure gold. His golden crown glistened in the light, and His golden robe sparkled and shone. His face was very bright, and I couldn’t tell what He looked like.

Then the room filled with people who wore white gowns and silver crowns. They bowed in the Lord’s presence, and I did the same. It seemed as if the room began to expand in order to accommodate the rising number of people of all colors and types. It was a moment of sacred worship and adoration before the Lord.

Then they all disappeared as if they were in a video, and the Lord came toward me, wearing His regular white gown.
“Daughter, look around,” He said.

I did so, taking in everything I could see. It was the biggest room I’d ever been in--like a majestic ballroom that could contain countless thousands of people. The walls sparkled with jewels and gems, and the floor was made of immaculate white marble.
“They worship Me. They worship Me continually,” the Lord said, explaining why the people were there.

I immediately thought of a particular passage of Scripture that relates to worship:
All nations whom You have made shall come and worship before You, O Lord, and shall glorify your name. For You are great, and do wondrous things; you alone are God.--Psalms 86:9-10
“May I worship You with them when I come back to heaven to be with Your forever?” I asked. The Lord chuckled and said, “Of course, My daughter.”

That’s all He said. I must admit I had felt rather intimidated by His appearance as He sat on the throne in all His radiant glory. And as we walked together, I felt a bit uncomfortable with Him because the vision of Him sitting on His throne left me with a scary feeling.

When He is with me, He looks entirely different. When He’s with me He is like a normal man, except I can’t see His face with my eyes, but my mind can tell what He looks like. He is loving and sweet, gentle and so understanding.

The uncomfortable feeling alternated with moments of joy as we changed and went to the pond. I began to sing and dance, as usual, and the Lord took His customary seat on the rock. Flashbacks of the Lord’s austere presence on the throne would steal my joy from me from time to time, but I endeavored to keep on dancing joyfully.

“Come here, My daughter,” He called.
I began to cry because I knew the visit would soon be over. “I don’t want to leave You, Lord.”
“The place I showed you, Choo Nam, is where all My people will gather to worship Me. I will never let anyone on earth hurt you. If you were not such a special daughter, I could not bring you to heaven to show you all the things you have seen.”

It was the reassuring message I needed to hear. The Lord’s love for me was dispelling all my fears.

The discomfort I had felt earlier was gone, but I responded to the Lord’s uplifting message in my usual way.
“I’m nothing, Lord.”
He rebuked me.

“Don’t ever say that again. You are very special to Me. You must believe this. I had to choose the right daughter for this important work, and you are the one I’ve chosen. I want you to have the best possible life on earth until the last day arrives. I will never leave you and I will always look after you. My daughter, I love you.”

His tender words of love and comfort broke my heart. I wept profusely. It was a moment of cleansing, healing and catharsis, and I felt fully renewed.

Heaven, I now know, is a place of great joy. It is designed to be enjoyed by us. That is its purpose. As the Westminster Catechism states, the chief end of man is “to glorify God and to enjoy him forever.” The closer I get to Jesus on this earth, the more I am able to enjoy my life. His love casts out all fear.

Yes, heaven is so real.

Chapter 13

“I will be to Him a Father, and He shall
be to Me a Son...Let all the angels of God worship Him.”
And of the angels He says: “Who makes His angels spirits
and His ministers a flame of fire.”
--Hebrews 1:5-7

MY SUPERNAL EXPERIENCES with Jesus and the heavenly home that all true believers will one day enjoy opened my eyes to several spiritual truths. I began to realize that in the same way God had created us in His own image, He had created earth in the image of heaven. This was thrilling to me--to know that the most beautiful things we enjoy on earth will be a part of our eternal existence.

God said, “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness; let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth” (Genesis 1:26). God gave us a beautiful earth, filled with fish, birds and cattle, and He wanted us to take dominion over it. In heaven, as I’ve already mentioned, there are fish, birds and cattle as well. His creation was marvelous in every respect--a place for us to enjoy forever.

But Satan came, and, in his pride and envy, he tempted the first people to disobey God. He had lost his right to eternal glory in heaven because of his sin. In a similar vein, Adam and Eve were banned from their earthly paradise forever, and those who do not obey God in this life will be banned from the heavenly paradise. The Lord has emphasized this to me over and over again.

I often wondered whom the Us refers to in Genesis 1:26, and now I understand it to mean the Holy Trinity. Many people, like me, are having intriguing experiences with angels in these last days. Angels are visiting us in the same way they did in ancient times. They are assuring people of the love of God, and they are warning them of things that are soon to come. As Jesus has told me so often, we truly are in the last days.

Angels are His messengers. I have met one of them, and they are wonderful beings who radiate the love and glory of God. They enjoy worshiping the Father in heaven, and they obey Him by sharing His message with us on earth.

I love the holy angels of God, and I believe they are with me even as I write. The Lord told me that I have personal angels surrounding me. We must never forget God’s angelic promise: “For He shall give His angels charge over you, to keep you in all your ways. They shall bear you up in their hands, lest you dash your foot against a stone” (Psalms 91:11).


THE MORNING OF April 8 brought forth another sweet encounter with the Lord. He visited with me from 6 A.M. to 9 A.M. My body shook for forty minutes before I heard His strong voice calling to me. He took my hand, and in my transformed body we went to the beach where we walked for a longer time than usual. Then we flew away to heaven.

After changing, we walked across the golden bridge and onto the road we normally took. Eventually we turned to the left and began walking along a wide, white road that was lined with huge, leafy trees. The leaves were brightly colored orange.

We walked for quite a distance and then turned onto a rocky road that twisted and turned through high rocks. It led to a high bridge that stretched between two mountains. After crossing this bridge, we climbed a mountain and looked at the scene before us.

We were above the clouds. In fact, everywhere I looked there were clouds. The Lord said, “We are on top of the clouds.”

Clouds have symbolic importance to the Lord. The Scripture tells us when He returns that “the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And thus we shall always be with the Lord. Therefore comfort one another with these words” (1 Thessalonians 4:17-18). The Book of the Revelation also mentions clouds: “Behold, He is coming with clouds, and every eye will see Him, and they also who pierced Him” (Revelations 1:7; 14:14).

It was another awe-inspiring moment in heaven. I was glad to know that there will be clouds in heaven because I’ve always found them to be so peaceful and lovely. I remember, as a little girl, wondering what it would be like to rise above the clouds, and now I knew. It was a spectacular vista that the Lord and I were enjoying.

I wondered if we were going to take flight above the soft, billowing clouds that seemed to be so far from where we were standing. I don’t really know why He showed me the clouds. So many people ask me, “Why does the Lord show you?” I don’t usually know the answer to their questions.

All I know is that He seems to take great pleasure in showing the heavenly kingdom to me. I suspect He wants us to know that heaven is a lot like earth, only so very much better.

One thing is for sure--He is Almighty God, and I know that everything He shows me is very important to Him. The fact that He takes the time to personally escort me on tours of the kingdom is overwhelming to me, but those experiences and their related messages are more important to me than life itself.

I literally burn with a spiritual passion to share my experiences with other mortals who need to know and understand, and by being a representative of humanity I can become a vessel through which the Father can pour out His great love for His people. We are such a fortunate generation. God is on the verge of moving in spectacular ways. The Lord will be returning very soon.


SOMEONE HAS WRITTEN these very truthful words: “Heaven is a prepared place for a prepared people.” God has given me these experiences so that I will be prepared for the place He has already prepared for me, and so that I can help others get prepared.

The central core of the message is this: “Rejoice and be exceeding glad, for great is your reward in heaven” (Matthew 5:12). The hope of heaven is the joy of earth.

After our visit to the mountaintop, above the clouds of glory, the Lord took me back to the white building where we changed our clothing. Abraham was there to greet us, and he spoke with the Lord for several minutes while I stood silently and reflected on the view atop the clouds.

Then the Lord went to change, and Abraham came over to me. He put his hand on my back and said, “The Lord has shown you a lot of the kingdom.” Abraham is a very tall man with a long beard.

I nodded, and a beautiful angel came to escort me into the dressing room. Wearing my heavenly crown and robe, the Lord and I walked toward the pond. Immediately I began to sing.

The Lord took His place on the rock, and I started to dance, but I could not continue. A heavy sadness came over me, and I began to cry. I sensed that the Lord would not be bringing me to the pond after this visit, and this caused me to grow very disconsolate.

By this time, I was sobbing profusely. The Lord, who knows all our thoughts and feelings, called for me to come over next to Him. I didn’t want to obey, because I thought I knew what He was going to tell me--that we would not be returning to the pond.

He called me again, and I reluctantly obeyed. I sat next to Him, held His arm and continued to weep.

“Lord,” I said, “I feel You are not going to bring me here any more. Please don’t let me go, because I will miss You so much.” I squeezed His arm and held it tightly.

“My precious daughter, you are right. I don’t want to bring you here until the last day. You know that will be soon, so be patient until that time. I have shown you enough of heaven to tell the world, but I still have things to show you on earth.

“I will bring you to the beach and talk with you there, so I do not want you to cry any more. I will be with you everywhere. Anytime you want to see Me, I will be there and you will see Me. I will protect you from all the evil things on the earth.

“Daughter, I know in your heart that you always want to help the needy. I will bless you abundantly so you will be able to help anyone you want to help.”

“Thank you, Lord. I want that so much. I really want to help the needy.”

“That is one of the reasons I love you so much, My daughter. When you return to the kingdom to be here forever, I will bring you to this pond. You will always be My special daughter. I do not want you to cry for Me any more. I want you to be happy every day while you are on the earth.

“Thank you for being patient and doing all this work for Me. I want you and your husband to serve Me until the end of the days. This book you are writing for Me--just complete it, and you will be given guidance. Do not worry about anything.

“I want My children to read this book, because so many of them have doubts about heaven. I want them to believe there is a heaven and to live pure and obedient lives so they can come into My kingdom.

“This book is about all My words and the kingdom I have prepared for whoever wants to come. Everything is already prepared.

“This book must be written by a Spirit-filled person. My daughter, if you were not under the special power of my Holy Spirit, I could never use you for this work. As I said before, I have been preparing you for a long time for this work, because I know I am coming soon, and I want My children to know that soon I will be coming for them. My precious daughter, I always want you to remember this pond.”

His words stirred me deeply. My heart actually ached with love for my Lord. He stood up, and I knew it was time for us to leave. I continued to cry, but my heart was reassured with the knowledge I would be with the Lord forever and that He would always be with me on earth.

At the dressing room, an angel of the Lord embraced me. It was so exhilarating to be in a place where so much love, compassion and understanding were always present. As I changed my clothing, I surmised that both Abraham and the angel knew this would be my last visit to heaven. As I walked out of the changing room, the angel hugged me once more.

This angel had blond hair, flowing white robes and a face that was tender and warm. The angel smiled at me as I walked toward the Lord.

We returned to earth where we sat on the seashore, and the Lord reminded me of the things He had said at the heavenly pond. He told me He would never leave me or forsake me. He said we would meet on the beach. He reminded me to write down everything He shows me and tells me.

As He left, my sadness lifted. I believed His words. I claimed His promises. A passage of Scripture spoke volumes to my heart: “Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age” (Matthew 28:19-20).

I understood what the disciples must have felt when they knew Jesus was leaving them and going to heaven. He reassured them with the same words He said to me. I knew He would always be with me and His angels would be watching over me as I endeavored to help fulfill the words of His Great Commission.
I will fear no evil; for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil; my cup runs over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever. --Psalms 23:4-6
I truly believe the words of Psalms 23.


SAD THOUGH I had been to know I would not return to heaven for now, I also knew I would not exchange one moment of my heavenly experiences for anything this earth has to offer. Truly, nothing compares with the glories of heaven.

I spent most of the morning and afternoon of April 8 singing heavenly songs, meditating, and trying to pray more than usual because I didn’t know when I would be able to see the Lord again. I do this each morning, but on that morning I spent many hours in continual prayer, worship and meditation on the Word of God. Since I’ve been a Christian, prayer has been my life. In this way the Lord is in my life every minute.

That particular morning was a very sad occasion for me because I was thinking about not being able to go to heaven with my Lord until the last day.

Around 1 P.M. that afternoon I began to feel very sad again. I was remembering that I wouldn’t be with the Lord in heaven anymore. Being with the Lord was the happiest experience of my whole life. No words can truly explain the joy I felt while on those visits to heaven. Although I had felt exhausted during those months, I had been spiritually rejuvenated.

I began to weep. The firm, strong voice of the Lord caught my attention. He said, “My daughter, I told you not to cry for Me any more.”
I tried to stop the tears but couldn’t.
“Lord, I’m sorry. I only wish you would take me to heaven with you.”

I wanted Him to take me right then because I did not care about anything in this world any more. The thought of being in heaven with Jesus preoccupied all my thoughts. I openly expressed this to the Lord.
“I don’t want to wait,” I said.

His rebuke stung my heart: “My precious daughter, I’ve already told you that I need you to do My work on earth. Be patient.”

The tone of His voice reflected anger. He went on: “I am coming sooner than everyone thinks. Just remember that I will never leave you. You need rest.”

With that, He departed. My burden had been taken from me, even though I still wanted to be with the Lord in heaven. All fear of death had been removed from me because I knew that death would mean the beginning of eternal life in heaven. Sometimes I even wished to die, but now I recommitted myself to fulfilling the mission Jesus had given me.

In the meantime, I had many precious memories to recall and relive. My mind remembers everything I saw in heaven--every road we walked along, the buildings we entered, the mountains we climbed, the angels, Abraham, the clouds, the rivers, the animals, the flowers, the trees, the birds, the rocks, the sea, the lake, the ponds, the people, and the wonderful peace and joy of it all.

I will never again be like I was when I thought I wanted to enjoy this earth for as many years as possible--to live to a ripe old age and to travel here and there. I just want to be with the Lord more than anything. I know heaven is so real, and more importantly, I know Jesus is always there. I love Him more than my life, and I want everyone to believe in Him and to know there is a heaven already prepared for them.

I agree with the psalmist, who wrote:
Because Your lovingkindness is better than life, my lips shall praise You. Thus I will bless you while I live; I will lift up my hands in Your name...When I remember You on my bed, I meditate on You in the night watches. Because You have been my help, therefore in the shadow of Your wings I will rejoice. My soul follows close behind You; Your right hand upholds me. --Psalms 63:3-8
I used to wonder about these things, and sometimes I struggled to believe, but now I know that I know that I know. There is a heaven, and it is our true home. The Lord had shown me the bodies of water in heaven so many times, and He had told me: “Anyone’s heart that is not as pure as the water and does not live by My Word will not enter My kingdom.”

He repeated this time and time again, so I know it’s important. He also said: “Many will not come to the kingdom because they do not live by My Word. That is why I showed you the people wearing the sand-colored and gray-colored robes.”

I knew that I didn’t know anything about writing books, and I knew very little about God’s Word, except for the importance of being obedient and fearing the Lord, but He had told me not to worry. I am finally learning how to surrender all my worries to Him, because I know He cares about me. I want to do my best to please the Lord at all times.


EIGHT DAYS AFTER my last visit to heaven, the Lord visited me for almost two hours. It was the morning of April 16. My body shook for twenty minutes, and I groaned and perspired in preparation for the Lord’s visit. He said, “My daughter, I must talk to you.”

In customary fashion, He took my hand, and I then saw my transformed body walking with Him on the beach. We headed toward the rocks where we often sit.

As we walked, I said: “I miss being with You, Lord. It’s now been eight days since You last took me to heaven.”

He listened, and I knew He understood, but He did not speak for a while. We continued walking, and then we sat down on the rocks. The Lord said, “I’ve missed you also.”

I began singing in the spirit. The songs come forth, and I have no control over them when I am with the Lord. This made me realize that the Lord loves song and dance. When I sing, He looks at my face and He looks happy. But this time He interrupted, “Daughter, I must talk to you.”

I was still caught up in my singing, so He repeated, “I must talk to you.”
“I’m sorry, Lord.”
“I see that My book is doing well. Did you write down the name of the book that I gave you?”
“Yes, Lord.”
“I told you I will take care of everything.”

Trying to come up with a fitting title for the book had been quite a chore. It just seemed as if the right title would not come forth. Then, during a prayer time of the preceding week, I asked the Lord for the title. As I was praying in the Spirit, the words heaven is so real kept emanating from my spirit over and over again. As a matter of fact, I couldn’t stop saying them.

Great peace came to me when I realized this was the Lord’s title for His book--Heaven Is So Real!--and what could be a better title? This is precisely the message, the theme, the plot of this book. This is what Jesus wants people to know.

“Whoever wants to come to My kingdom must believe and prepare for My coming,” the Lord continued. “It will be much sooner than they think.

“Even faithful Christians doubt that there really is a kingdom of heaven. I want all of My doubting children to believe My kingdom is real. This will lead them to be more faithful, obedient and pure of heart so that they can enter My kingdom.”


THE LORD WANTS people to believe. The writer of Hebrews emphasized the importance of believing by saying we actually cannot please the Lord without it.
Without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who come to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him.--HEBREWS 11:6
Faith comes from hearing the Word of God, as Paul points out: “So then faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the word of God” (Romans 10:17). God wants us to believe His Word, and His Word points us to heaven.

Jesus said, “If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you, you will ask what you desire, and it shall be done for you” (John 15:7). The Word of God imparts faith to our hearts so we can reach out in faith when we pray, and thereby receive answers to our prayers.

This is what happened when I asked God for the title of His book. He heard my prayer and answered it. He is such a great and glorious God, and His heaven is so real!

The Lord continued: “I will bring all who live with My Word into the kingdom, but the road to the kingdom is not an easy road.
“Daughter, you keep asking why I chose you for this work. I will tell you again. You are the right daughter for this book. I know you will do everything I tell you to do, no matter how hard it is for you.

“You will be very surprising to many people, because I chose a daughter instead of a son for this End-Time work. I realize many daughters are more pure-hearted than sons and are very pleasing to Me. Through you many daughters will be happy. I plan to give a special anointing to many daughters for End-Time work, and they must prepare to receive it.

“I want you to write down exactly what I show you and tell you. Nothing more and nothing less. After this is done, you will receive special gifts to serve Me, and you will be a blessing to My people. I will also bless you more than you want.”

“Lord, the only blessing I want is to make You happy. I do not need anything because You have given me everything I need or want on this earth. Now, if I can serve You greatly, that will make me happier than anything, and I want my whole family to serve You and be willing to give their lives for You.”

“That is why I love you so much, daughter,” He said, and added: “Be sure to use Pastor Randolph’s prophetic words in this book. And remember, I will bring you back here again.”

We stood up, walked down to the sand, and looked out at the Pacific Ocean. Before ascending, He said, “Write down what I tell you.”

I held Him tightly as we embraced. I did not want Him to leave, but I knew it was necessary. I knew heaven is so real and that I had nothing to worry about. Throughout all eternity I would be with Him.

Chapter 14

If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you,
you will ask what you desire, and it shall be done for you.
By this My Father is glorified, that you bear much fruit;
so you will be My disciples. As the Father loved Me,
I also have loved you; abide in My love.
--John 15:7-9

WHILE KEEPING THE morning watch in prayer and meditation on April 18, the Lord gave me a very special anointing. This was the signal that He would be arriving soon, and, as I expected, after fifteen minutes or so I saw Him sitting by the window of my bedroom where He usually sits. I also saw my transformed body sitting next to Him. Spiritual songs from deep within my spirit responded to His presence.

As I sang, I held the Master’s hand, and I began to look for the scars in His palms by trying to turn His hand over, but He would not permit me to do this. He seemed particularly happy on this occasion, and He reminded me, “I do not want to see you crying any more.”

The Lord shared several important things with me that day.
“My daughter, I never want you to worry about anything concerning this work,” He started. “I will take care of everything. Just be happy for Me, My daughter. I want you to put your picture on the cover of the book.”

“Lord, You always surprise me. You always make me feel so happy.”
“I know all your needs before you ask Me, but I never want My children to stop asking when they need something.”

His words reminded me of something I had been reading in the Bible that very morning: “But when you pray, do not use vain repetitions as the heathen do. For they think that they will be heard for their many words. Therefore do not be like them. For your Father knows the things you have need of before you ask Him” (Matthew 6:7-8).

In this passage of the Bible, through His great model prayer known as The Lord’s Prayer, Jesus goes on to teach us how to pray. It is an effective outline for all intercessory and personal prayer, and I use its principles whenever I go before the throne of grace in worship, intercession and supplication. I always claim God’s promises, such as Philippians 4:19: “And my God shall supply all your needs according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.” And on this particular spring morning the Master was reminding me of these precious truths.

After delivering this message about prayer, the Lord stood up and my transformed body stood with Him. I watched the Lord touch the head of my transformed body. He departed, my transformed body disappeared, and the shaking of my natural body ceased.


FOUR DAYS LATER, on April 22, I was with the Lord from 6:35 A.M. until 8:18 A.M. My body shook for twenty-five minutes, and then I heard the voice of the Lord. He took my hand, and I saw my transformed body walking on the beach with Him. The Lord said, “I love you, My daughter.”
“I love You too, Lord.”

We went up to the rocks where we usually sit as we look out over the mighty Pacific Ocean. As we sat down, I began to sing. Then I cried for joy. I held the Lord’s arm, and He gently patted my hand with His right hand.

“My daughter, I must show you something.”

The unusual voice that accompanies the supernatural visions the Lord gives to me came forth. Then I had a vision of a bookstore filled with books, and I wondered why there were so many books there. My eyes were drawn to one particular book. Its cover had a golden background with a castle at the top--a magnificent castle like the one I saw in heaven. The title was in the middle of the page--Heaven Is So Real--in bold, compelling letters. At the bottom of the cover there was a cloud, a soft billowing one like those I had seen from heaven’s mountain.

I was taken aback by this vision of the book. Even more startling, I began to see a multitude of books flying through the air, and people on the ground were stretching and jumping in an effort to catch them.

The vision then evaporated, and I began to ponder its importance. The Lord explained, “I told you I will take care of everything for you, daughter. Do not worry about anything any more.”

He had shown me the finished product of the book that was occupying so much of my time and attention. It was beautiful, and its cover was so alluring. More important, He had shown me how desperate many people are to know the truth about heaven, and I realized emphatically that my book would be the means whereby they could really know.

“Lord, I trust everything You tell me,” I said, “but I can’t help thinking about this.”

“My daughter, the book has to be done in My time and by My will. I want you to relax completely about it. I know you do not really have your own life now because you are so preoccupied with the book, but some things cannot be hurried. They have to be accomplished in the right time. I want you to learn to be patient. I want all of My children to be happy on this earth.”

“Lord, no matter how hard it is, I enjoy every minute of my time that I am spending on Your book. It’s not hard to write down Your wonderful words. The Holy Spirit is guiding me in every word I write; I could never do it on my own.”

The hard part, I must admit, was in the waiting. Yet the Lord was faithful to every word He spoke to me. His Word is eternally true. As Isaiah testified: “So shall My word be that goes forth from My mouth; it shall not return to Me void, but it shall accomplish what I please, and it shall prosper in the thing for which I sent it” (Isaiah 55:11). And I knew that the same thing would hold true for the book He had asked me to write for Him. It will not return to Him void. It will prosper, and it will accomplish the purposes He has for it to accomplish.

His presence, His voice, His touch, His words all were very reassuring to me and gave me great peace. I knew it was His book, not mine, and He would take care of every aspect of it, from the writing to the cover design to the printing, marketing and distribution. It will be a wonderful work that will arrest people with its depiction of the glories of heaven.

The Lord stood up, walked down to the edge of the ocean where we started from, and said, “I love you, My precious daughter.”

He didn’t hug me this time. Then He turned and walked away.


ON THE MORNING of April 25 the Lord visited with me from 7:40 A.M. until 9:13 A.M. My body shook violently, and my groanings could be heard throughout the house. Then the Lord spoke.
“I am your Lord, My precious daughter, and I must talk with you,” He said.

When He took my hand, my natural body quivered and quaked as if an electric current had been unleashed upon my system. Then I saw my transformed body walking with the Lord on the beach. We took our usual places on the rocks, but this time I did not sing.

Instead, I took particular notice of the clothing we were wearing. As I was observing this, the Lord said, “My daughter, I really enjoy being with you.”

“Lord, I love You and I want to be with You all the time.”
“You will be soon, My daughter. Have you looked at your feet?”

I had never really noticed before, but I was wearing the same kind of sandals He was wearing--beige with a gold trim. I placed my right foot next to His and noticed how much smaller my feet were than His. We both began laughing.

Next I felt the material of my robe. It was incredibly soft and shiny.
The Lord reached over and touched my hair.
“You have beautiful hair,” He said.

The hair of my transformed body was like that of a young girl. It was long, straight, soft and shiny. It was like the hair I had when I was a teenager. The Lord then looked at my face and said, “You are beautiful, My daughter.”

Those were words I really needed to hear, because I had never had a very good self-image about either my appearance or my abilities, but to hear my Master from heaven telling me about my beauty made all the difference in the world. I began to cry with joy.
“Do not be shy, My daughter,” the Lord counseled me.

Then He lifted my face. I could see the features of my transformed face and the sheen of my dark hair. For the first time in my life, I felt I truly was beautiful, and then I remembered the words of the psalmist:
I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows very well. My frame was not hidden from You, when I was made in secret, and skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in your book they all were written, the days fashioned for me, when as yet there were none of them.--Psalms 139:14-16
I could see that the Lord had created me. He formed me to be a very special person, and this was what He was trying to show me this day. He was admiring His creation, and He wanted me to do the same.

Usually the Lord does not talk much when He visits me, except when He wants to tell me important things about my life and ministry. He frequently reiterates these important messages.

For example, He has told me over and over again that He will be coming soon. He often has repeated the fact that His kingdom is already prepared for His children. He has told me many times to stop worrying, to be patient and to trust Him.

He has constantly told me that the book is important because it will convince many doubters that heaven is so real. The more I have thought about it, the more I have realized that this is one of the most important things anyone can know--the knowledge of heaven makes life so much more beautiful and wonderful. To know heaven is our home makes the journey through this life so much more meaningful.

That’s exactly how I feel. Now that I’ve been to heaven so many times, I can’t wait to get there permanently. Someone once said, “On earth you can gain only one thing permanently--heaven.”

It’s such a privilege, therefore, for me to have a part in this book. I know God will use it to usher many souls into His kingdom. That’s what He wants, and that’s what I want as well.

On this particular morning, the 25th of April, the Lord seemed more light-hearted than usual and very talkative. His words and actions made me laugh a great deal, and He was laughing too. It was such a joyous time. In many ways He seemed almost like a regular person instead of almighty God. He was certainly enjoying the current moment with me.

After a while, however, the tone of our meeting grew more serious.
“Daughter, I thank you for making yourself available to do this work,” He said. “The most important thing to Me is that you do the book exactly the way I tell you to do it. Don’t ever change that. I have been guiding you step by step, as I told you I would. I knew you would be obedient in this work, and that is why I chose you.

“I say to you again that everything in My kingdom is ready for My children. I want all doubting and unbelieving Christians to realize there is a real heaven. I want to bring all of My children to the kingdom, but whoever does not live by My Word will not enter. This book will help the faithless people.

“I know you are praying for many people, but I cannot answer all of your prayers because some who know My Word are still selfish and they are living for the world. Whoever lives dishonestly and does not respect My words are people I will not bless, even if they are your loved ones.

“Daughter, I want you to think about those you have been praying for, those you know, and I want you to think of which prayers I’ve answered. Some will never change their hearts to become pure, and they will never be blessed.

“Many Christians are poor and have many problems in their lives because their hearts are not right with Me and they don’t tithe. Any Christian who doesn’t tithe will not be blessed because they love money more than My Word. Those who love money more than My Word will never see My kingdom. You already know where they will be at the end.

“If anyone comes to Me with an open heart and tries to live with My words, they will be blessed right away, and they will have peace and joy continually. Whoever loves Me and wants Me to bless them must have their heart right toward Me and put Me first in everything in their lives and have a kind heart toward others.

“Sweetheart, I want you to be happy every day of your life on earth. You are My special daughter forever. There will be no end to My blessings for you while you are on this earth.

“I will protect you from everything that I don’t like on this earth, and I will never leave your side. You will always have unexpected surprises from Me.”

“Lord, You have surprised me with so many things. I never know what You are going to do next.”
I could sense that He was smiling at my response. Then He said, “It is time to go back.” We got up and began to walk toward the water.
We embraced, and He said, “I love you, My daughter.”
“I love You, Lord.”


THE NEXT VISIT with the Lord took place on April 29. I was with Him from 6:05 A.M. until almost 8 A.M. that morning. My body shook for half an hour, after which the Lord said, “My daughter, Choo Nam, I must talk to you and show you some things.”

When He took my hand I could see my transformed body walking with Him on the beach. As soon as we sat down on the rocks, I thanked the Lord for taking me to this special place in order to be with Him.

He gently reminded me, “I love you, daughter.”
“I love you, Lord.” After we had talked, I sang for Him.
The supernatural voice that accompanies the visions He imparts to me came forth, and I saw the cover of Heaven Is So Real again. Next, the book began flying through the air, and people in a barren part of the earth were jumping and stretching to get it.

Then a book flew toward us, and the Lord grabbed it. He gave it to me. At first, I held onto it tightly with both of my hands, and I clutched it against my breast with deep appreciation. Tears of joy flowed freely down my cheeks.

The supernatural vision then showed me a church sanctuary where the Lord was standing behind the pulpit. He was lifting the book up with both of His hands. People were running toward Him. It was so wonderful, so thrilling, to see so many people coming to the Lord--and then I understood that He was using the book to draw people to Himself.

The vision opened to many different vistas at once. I could see the Lord in many different churches around the world, with people of every nationality present in the various churches. In each house of worship the people were running toward Him. My omnipresent and omnipotent Lord was able to be present everywhere--in several different churches at the same time.

I was reminded of a verse from the book of Revelation: “And I heard, as it were, the voice of a great multitude, as the sound of many waters and as the sound of mighty thunderings, saying, ‘Alleluia! For the Lord God Omnipotent reigns!’” (Revelations 19:6). This was from the vision of heaven that the apostle John had received on the island of Patmos where he was in exile. This was what the people in my vision were doing--they were running toward the Lord to worship Him because they knew He was almighty God!

This was in response to the truth John revealed in the Revelation: “Then a voice came from the throne, saying, ‘Praise our God, all you His servants and those who fear Him, both small and great!’” (Revelations 19:5). As the saints did this, they were filled with joy and shouted: “‘Let us be glad and rejoice and give Him glory, for the marriage of the Lamb has come, and His wife has made herself ready.’ And to her it was granted to be arrayed in fine linen, clean and bright, for the fine linen is the righteous acts of the saints. Then he said to me, ‘Write: Blessed are those who are called to the marriage supper of the Lamb!’” (Revelations 19:7-9).

Like John, I had been called to write, and my mission was the same as his--to let people know that the marriage supper of the Lamb has already been prepared, and blessed are those who are invited to be there on the last day. The invitation is extended to all, but only those who willingly choose to walk in the Word of God will be able to attend. It’s so important for us to live according to the Word of God, to pray according to His principles and to believe all His promises. We are the bride of Christ, and He wants us to be holy, clean and righteous before Him. What a wedding day that will be!

The vision ended and the Lord asked, “My daughter, did you see everything?”
“Yes, Lord. How can You be everywhere?”
“I can be anywhere in the twinkling of an eye.”

“Lord, I know some Christians are very faithful, but they still have their old habits. Why can’t You change them?”

“Whoever wants to be changed will receive My help. If they ask Me for whatever they want I will give it to them if I know they are sincere and if they persevere. I will answer their prayers.

“Many of My children, however, do not pray sincerely or long enough. If they do not have patience, they cannot receive a blessing.

“My daughter, you are so persistent. You never give up. You keep on asking Me for what you want in prayer. I hear your every prayer.”

“Yes, Lord, I do not give up until I receive because I know You have all my answers. One of my Bible teachers told me to never give up praying for something you want. That’s why I am very persistent in my prayers, Lord.

“I know You have the answers I need, especially in my personal prayers. You have answered more of my prayers than I ever expected. Thank You, Lord.”

“I love persistent children. People’s persistence proves their faithfulness, and by this I know that they believe I hold the answers to all their prayers. I also want My children to know that even though I answer prayers, I may also remove answers if they are not faithful.”

“What might a person do that would cause You to remove a blessing from his life?”

“Daughter, when some of My children need something, they pray night and day and spend time with Me. They strive to be obedient and to live according to My words. Then, as soon as I bless them, they change, moving far from Me and going back to their old ways. They continue doing the things I do not like. That is why I sometimes remove My blessing.”

His visit, His presence, His vision departed, and I was left with a much clearer understanding of God’s ways. “As for God His way is perfect; the word of the LORD is proven; He is a shield to all who trust in Him” (Psalms 18:30).

Chapter 15

Every valley shall be filled
And every mountain and hill brought low;
the crooked places shall be made straight
And the rough ways smooth;
and all flesh shall see the
salvation of God.
--Luke 3:5-6

THE MORNING OF May 2 was an especially meaningful time of prayer. The anointing of the Lord was more heavy upon me than usual, and the shaking of my body was more furious than ever as I concluded my time of prayer. It seemed as if the shaking would never stop. The groanings from my spirit were like convulsions deep within. My body temperature rose, and I was perspiring heavily.

It was so overwhelming, in fact, that I failed to look at the clock. After a while, the Lord entered the bedroom window and sat in His usual place.

His voice quieted the physical manifestations in my body.
“My precious daughter, I came to tell you and show you some things. You have many things to do for Me before I come for My people. You must be patient with Me. Many of My people are not ready for Me to come for them. My kingdom is completely ready for anyone who wants to enter.

“Every believer must stand before Me at the end, and many of those who don’t live by My words will be very disappointed.

“I want all of My children to come to My kingdom. Whoever reads this book, I want them to believe and realize how they have to live in the world in order to enter the kingdom.

“Daughter, I will bless you until you can’t contain it. I will bless you more than you ever expected or asked for.”

“Lord, the only thing I want to be blessed with is being able to serve You and make You happy.”

“Daughter, you have already made Me so happy. That is why I chose you for this work. You and your husband will serve Me greatly until the last day. Tell your husband I am pleased with the work he is doing on this book.

“After everything is done, I want you to build My church.”

This statement called forth the voice that always accompanies the supernatural visions the Lord gives me, and I began to see the same church He had shown me before. After I saw the interior and exterior of the church building, I felt completely relaxed. I could not see the Lord or feel His presence.

On this particular morning, and the mornings afterward, the Lord’s visits with me were entirely unpredictable, and they did not take the usual form. During this period, I never knew what to expect from His visits because each one was so different.

One thing became very clear to me--He would never appear if I had made early plans for a given day. On days when I did not have plans, however, He most often would come to take me to the beach on earth. On other days, my wonderful Lord simply would sit by the window and talk to me when I was praying. He is such a thoughtful and loving Lord. My love for Him cannot be fully expressed.

It still amazes me to realize how much He knows about me. He knows my thoughts, feelings, plans and motives. My continual prayer is that of Psalms 139:23-24: “Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me, and know my anxieties; and see if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.”


MY FAITH CONTINUED to increase as I grew in my relationship with the Lord. I truly believe that I will never have another doubt. I’ve been with the Lord, and He has taken me to heaven so many times. I believe His Word, and I know that heaven is so real.

“Let the little children come to Me, and do not forbid them,” Jesus said, “for of such is the kingdom of God. Assuredly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child will by no means enter it”--Mark 10:14-15

The Lord wants us to become like little children so we can enjoy the blessings of the kingdom of heaven forever. The qualities of childhood are possible for adults who surrender their lives completely and unreservedly to Jesus Christ. Innocence, trust, purity of heart, fascination, a sense of wonder, belief, joy, happiness, present-moment living--all these are some of the magical qualities of childhood that God wants us to exhibit to get to heaven.

Notice that the Master says “whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child will by no means enter it” (Mark 10:15). Obviously He wants us to believe in heaven--to receive it as a little child. This is the key that unlocks heaven’s door for all of us who wish to enter.

However, because so many things come against us while we grow up, we quickly lose our innocence, faith, trust and purity. These are restored to us when we come, fully surrendered, to the Lord. It is a beautiful transformation: “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new” (2 Corinthians 5:17).

God is our Father; we are His children. He wants us to be children who trust, love and obey their Father. Jesus said, “Little children, I shall be with you a little while longer. You will seek Me...By this all will know that you are My disciples, if you have love for one another” (John 13:33, 35).

The Lord wants all of His children to be with Him in heaven forever. In order to get there--to live atop heaven’s highest mountain--we need to be like little children. The true transformation of Christianity is that adults become like little children--walking in wonder, trust, obedience and love.

Jesus made it very clear to me that this is what He wants each of us to be like--to have the faith of a little child. He wants us to walk according to His Word, to totally believe Him and to look forward to the reality of heaven. Those who do not, He pointed out to me several times, will be on the edges of heaven but never truly able to enter the joy of the Lord.


FROM 6:17 A.M. to 8:14 A.M. on the morning of May 6, I was with the Lord. My body shook for twenty minutes, and I was perspiring under a very heavy anointing. The groanings from deep within my spirit poured forth. Then I sensed the Lord’s presence in the room.
“Come, My daughter Choo Nam, I must take you to the beach,” He said.

I noticed His hand moving toward me. The next things I saw was my transformed body walking with the Lord along the beach. It was such a happy time. I was smiling at the Lord like a little child who is enjoying a special moment with a parent. My whole body felt happy, and I could tell the Lord was happy too.

“Lord, I’ve missed You. I love You so.”
“I love you, daughter, and that is why I’ve brought you here.”

We went to the usual rock that served as our resting place on these trips to the beach. I always sit on His left side and either hold His hand or put my hand under His arm. I sang with joy for a time before the Lord told me: “My daughter, I am going to show you something. I want you to be happy.”

The vision-voice came forth from my spirit. It seemed to take control of me for a long time.
The vision came forth, and I saw a huge river that was unusually wide. Many houses were situated close to the river, but they were placed high above the water, on magnificent rocks.

My attention was drawn to a particular house--it was a white-frame, two-story home with a quaint white fence all around it. There was no grass in front of the house, and, instead of a grass lawn, the grounds were landscaped in the form of a spectacular rock garden. Flowers and trees proliferated around the house.

The entrance to the yard was a huge gate. A bright, shiny red car was parked on the left side of the garage. It was a luxurious automobile. The front of the house had a couple of steps leading to beautiful double doors.

The vision continued. Inside the house there was a cream-colored carpet, and the well-built furniture was decorated in an array of colors. The living room was very large, and a master bedroom suite was downstairs, nearby. The bedroom was huge--it had a king-size bed and cherry-colored dressers, tables and wardrobes. The bedspread was gold, and the draperies matched.

I was able to look into the kitchen where I saw cabinets made of cherry wood. In the center of the kitchen there was a barbecue pit, and modern appliances were everywhere.

Just outside of the kitchen there was a terraced back yard with trees lining an attractive fence. It truly was a mansion, and I thought: This is so beautiful, but why is the Lord showing it to me? We already have a nice car and house that the Lord has provided for us. I’m not really interested in material things any more.

The vision evaporated and the Lord spoke to me: “Did you like what you saw?”
“It was beautiful, Lord.”
“It will be yours.”

I cried. It was all so wonderful. It was grace that exceeded all my expectations--a grace that I did not deserve. I kept asking myself, “Why me?” People often ask that question when bad things happen to them, but I was asking it because of the blessings--already the Lord had showered a multitude of blessings on me.

Truly the blessings were more than I could contain. It was as if the prophecy of Malachi had come true in my life--in the here-and-now, on this earth:
“Bring all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be food in My house, and prove Me now in this,” says the LORD of hosts, “If I will not open for you the windows of heaven and pour out for you such blessing that there will not be room enough to receive it.” --MALACHI 3:10
For a long time Roger and I had been tithing from our incomes and giving offerings to various ministries. When I could, I would help every ministry, but I had never expected such results from our obedience. God was so wonderful. Truly, I was unable to contain the blessings He poured upon us. He had opened the windows of heaven, and He was preparing to do even more for us!

“But, Lord,” I said, “I don’t need anything. I have everything I want already.”
“Don’t cry, My daughter,” He counseled.

It always seemed to bother the Lord when I cried. I’m sure that’s because He wants me to be happy. Nonetheless, I cried even harder because the vision had actually confused me. I wondered if it meant that He would not be coming back for His children as soon as I had expected. If He is coming for us soon, why would He want to give me such a big house and expensive car?

As usual, He knew my thoughts.
“Daughter, are you worried that I will not come soon--because I am giving you this house and car?”

His question stirred my deepest emotions, and I began to cry harder. The Lord lifted my face and wiped my tears. Then, in very reassuring tones, He said, “My precious daughter, I am coming as I said I would, but until then I want you to have the best.”

“Lord, You already gave me a beautiful house and car. I do not need or want anything else. The only thing I want is to please You and serve others until You return for us. You said if we love you we must be good to others. That is why I want to lead as many people to You as I can, because I know that is what You want.”

“I do not want you to worry about anything anymore. You want only to please Me, and you are not expecting anything else. That is why I want to give you more than you now have. Say no more; be happy.”

His words comforted me and filled me with joy and hope. He would be returning soon, and I had nothing to worry about. My mind was drawn to a verse I had heard in church; the speaker had told us that the true believers would be the head, not the tail (see Deut. 28:44). This is the blessing that comes to all those who serve the Lord “with joy and gladness of heart, for the abundance of all things” (see Deut. 28:47).

The Lord said, “We must go back now,” and then He stood up. We walked back to the place where we usually begin and end our visits to the beach. While we were walking, the Lord did something He’d never done before. He picked me up and spun me around in the same way a father will sometimes do with his small child. I began to laugh hysterically, and I noticed that my natural body almost lifted off the bed. The power of the Lord was very strong upon me.

It was a precious moment of indescribable joy and one that allowed me to fully realize the meaning of the passage that says:
That the genuineness of your faith, being much more precious than gold that perishes, though it is tested by fire, may be found to praise, honor, and glory at the revelation of Jesus Christ, whom having not seen you love. Though now you do not see Him, yet believing, you rejoice with joy inexpressible and full of glory, receiving the end of your faith--the salvation of your souls.--1 PETER 1:7-9
Joy inexpressible and full of glory! My faith had been strengthened by the personal revelation of Jesus Christ. I loved Him so much. I had even seen Him! It was glorious, and I continue to enjoy an unspeakable joy that is full of glory.


A MIRACULOUS EVENT will be happening in the very near future. Though the Bible never uses the word rapture, the apostle Paul describes a cataclysmic event in which the Lord Jesus will return from heaven with His saints to “rapture” His church. It will be the ultimate experience for all those who know Jesus.
For this we say to you by the word of the Lord, that we who are alive and remain until the coming of the Lord will by no means precede those who are asleep. For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with voice of an archangel, and with the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And thus we shall always be with the Lord. Therefore comfort one another with these words.--1 THESSALONIANS 4:15-18

But those who don’t know the Lord will appear before the judgment seat of Christ where they will hear the sentence that their lack of faith deserves--“for the wages of sin is death” (Romans 6:23 ). Those who know Jesus, however, will receive the free gift of God’s grace--“the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord” (Romans 6:23).

The second coming of Jesus Christ was the subject of my next visit with the Lord, which occurred on May 13. I was with Him from 6:20 A.M. until 9 A.M. I awoke at 6:20, shaking intensely. My body shook for more than half an hour, and then the hot anointing and groaning began. The Lord came toward me and said: “My daughter, I am your Lord. I must talk with you and show you something.”

This time, as I walked with the Lord in my transformed body, I smiled at Him and said, “I love You, Lord.”

I could tell He was smiling at me, although I could not see His face clearly. “I love you, My precious daughter,” He answered.

We sat on the rocks and the Lord said: “I see that your husband is taking time off from work in order to help with the book. You both are doing very good work.

“My daughter, I must tell you this. I know I told you to write down exactly what I show you and tell you. I notice you are not explaining enough about what I show you.”

“Lord, I’m so sorry. I will go over it again.”
The Lord had told me repeatedly to write down everything after His visits, no matter how tired I was. At times, my mind felt numb, but the minute I picked up pen and paper, the words flowed rapidly through my mind. I learned that it was the work of the Holy Spirit guiding me. That’s exactly what He was doing with me, and I now knew He would find another writer who would help me to bring forth the teaching that He wanted to accompany my experiences.

Some, I know, will find it hard to understand how anyone can have the experiences I’ve been privileged to enjoy. They will say, “It’s not in the Bible!”

The truth is, however, that most of the things God has shown me are recorded in the Bible. I believe He simply wants this book to reemphasize the biblical truths about heaven to Christians everywhere. He has chosen me as an instrument, and this book as a vehicle, to reiterate the truths of the Scriptures to His church. I also believe our Lord wants His people to know there are many wonderful things about heaven that are not recorded in the Bible.

He continued: “You’d better remember how precious you are to Me, My daughter. Only in this way can I use you. I am coming for My children much sooner than most people expect.”
“Will all the Christians live in houses like the one that has my name on the door, when they get to heaven?”

“I will bring many of My children to the kingdom, but not every one will live in mansions like the one that had your name on the door. These mansions are for very special children.”

“Will all the Christians go with You, when You come for us?”
“I am going to show you something,” the Lord answered instantly. “I want you to remember all that you see. I want the whole world to know what is going to happen soon. I know many Christians do not believe what My prophets are telling them. That is why I am showing you this.”

My vision-voice came forth as it usually does in preparation for a supernatural vision from the Lord. It seems to be the means He uses to prepare me for the things He wants to show me. This time the voice lasted a long time. After more than half an hour of singing in the Spirit with my vision-voice, I began to see the things God wanted to show me.

The first part of the vision was more like an impression rather than a visual experience. It seemed as if the whole world were excited. Earth’s environment was noisy and busy. Then I began to see what all the activity was about.

The air was filled with white, moving objects. As the vision clarified, I saw people wearing white robes flying throughout the air. People were popping out of the earth everywhere and flying up into the air. The sky was literally filled with flying people, like birds in migration.

It was so unusual it was shocking. By this time I was singing loudly, and my hands were moving around like fists swinging at a punching bag. I had never felt this excited in my whole life. My body was jumping up and down because of the anointing and the shaking. I felt as if I were flying with the white-robed people I saw. The excited movement of my body and my vision-voice were so loud that I’m sure the whole house could hear me.

I had heard the rapture described before, but I had never imagined what an amazing spectacle it would be. I wondered what those who do not know Jesus would think when they observed such a scene. I was shocked and excited, but I’m sure they will be terrified.

This was the biggest surprise the Lord had ever shown me. It was the most awe-inspiring thing I’d ever seen--human beings flying through the air like birds. They soared upward with rocket-like speed. Some seemed to be soaring like kites in the wind on a clear, beautiful day.

I saw my one-year-old granddaughter. She was wearing a white robe, and her hair had grown to shoulder length. She looked pretty grown up. At first I saw her at her house in normal clothing. Then suddenly she was wearing a white robe and flying through the air. I was dumbfounded by the vision. It certainly seemed to confirm that the Lord would be returning in the very near future.

Then I saw my daughter’s ten-month-old daughter. She does not have much hair right now, but in the vision her hair was down to her shoulders, and, like my other granddaughter, she was flying through the air.

I began to cry and scream. The noise in the bedroom must have been astounding. It was a good thing that Roger was at work, for surely he would have been quite alarmed and concerned by such noise.

At first, I wasn’t really sure if my crying stemmed from joy or sadness. My youngest granddaughter looked like she was also pretty grown up. I felt the Lord had a good reason for showing the children to me. First, I’m sure He wanted me to know that they will be with me in heaven to enjoy all eternity with Jesus. Second, I know He wanted me to see how old they will be when He returns. It is sooner than most people think.

The joyous vision changed. I saw the people who did not ascend with the others. Places on earth had been disrupted, some had been turned upside down. It was noisy everywhere, and people were in an obvious state of panic. Terror was written on every face.

People were running wildly. Total pandemonium reigned. It seemed as if each person was searching for someone or something that they could not find. I began to cry like a little child as I watched people running down the streets. They were screaming and yelling. Some were trying to throw what few belongings they possessed into vehicles such as cars and boats. Thousands of boats were on the ocean. People were trying to escape.

Many men in uniforms were storming houses, ransacking them and taking the belongings they found. I noticed one family of four or five lying on the floor of a house. Most of them were on their stomach, and a pool of blood covered the floor.

Hundreds of people were fleeing on foot to the mountains. As they did, the uniformed guards fired guns at them, and several fell. Those nearest the guards were beaten with clubs and sticks.

I saw people destroying churches. A man threw a rock at a beautiful stained-glass window that showed Jesus with His lambs. The window shattered and glass flew in all directions. I screamed more loudly.

One woman, who appeared to be looking for a lost child, was running through her house, shouting in panic and fear. She kept calling her child’s name as she jumped up and down in total frustration and desperation. I wanted to help her, but there was nothing I could do.
I cried and cried for her and for all the others.

Then I saw a family I know personally. The father ran into his house, and rushed from room to room, calling the names of his wife and children. He found one member of his family, and they sat huddled in a corner of a room. They were holding tightly to each other and crying. I know who they are, but I am not at liberty to mention their names in this book.

The vision eventually vanished, and I continued to cry. The Lord wiped my tears.
“Daughter,” He said, “I must show you these things so you can tell the whole world what is going to happen. I love all My children, and I want them to realize I am coming for them soon, but I cannot bring those who don’t live according to My Word, because they are not ready for Me.

“Many Christians will be surprised when the End Times come. What you just saw is only a small part of what will happen very soon. It will be much worse than you can possibly imagine--for those who do not know Me. That is why I want all My children to be able to come with Me to My kingdom.

“Daughter, I have shown you part of the kingdom and the things that are going to happen in this world because the time is short. I will return soon. That is why this book is so very important to Me. It is for My children. You have seen what is going to happen on earth in the very near future.

“I am ready for My children, but so many of My children do not really believe and they are living for worldly things. I love all of them and want to bring all of them to heaven with Me, but I cannot take those who are not ready for Me. Those who come to My kingdom must be pure-hearted and obedient.

My heart went out to all those who don’t know the Lord, and I began to pray for their salvation. I named each one I knew, and I asked God to intervene in their lives, to get their attention. Then I prayed for Christians who are not living for Jesus. I asked Him to draw them back to Him.

I determined I would finish the book as quickly as I could, and I promised the Lord I would go where He would send me. I felt truly honored to be an End-Times handmaiden working in the Lord’s harvest fields. I remembered a passage from the Bible that shows exactly what Jesus is feeling right now:
But when He saw the multitudes, He was moved with compassion for them, because they were weary and scattered, like sheep having no shepherd. Then He said to His disciples, “The harvest truly is plentiful, but the laborers are few. Therefore pray the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into His harvest.” --Matthew 9:36-38
Heaven is so real! Paul describes it this way: “Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor has it entered into the heart of man the things which God has prepared for those who love Him” (1 Corinthians 2:9). The way we show our love for God is through obedience--as Jesus said: “If you love Me, keep My commandments” (John 14:15).

Chapter 16

There is no fear in love;
but perfect love casts out fear,
because fear involves torment. But he
who fears has not been made perfect
in love. We love Him because
He first loved us.
--1 John 4:18-19

MY EXPERIENCES IN heaven, with the Lord, help me to understand what he meant. God is love, and heaven is a place where love is the environment--it is the light and life of heaven.

The events preceding the Rapture of the church, however, will be terrifying and horrifying. Though the Lord had erased the memory of seeing my mother in hell, I still had a vague recollection of her being there and I felt great pain in my heart over my parents’ eternal destiny.

After I became a Christian I prayed for my parents over and over again. I pled with the Lord, asking Him not to consign them to hell, and I reminded Him of how good they were. I cried and prayed so many times for them that I felt somewhat assured that the Lord would not put them in the pit. I even begged God to let me please Him for the rest of my life to make up for what my parents didn’t do right.

My mother had been a good person indeed. She seemed very pure and innocent in many respects. I always thought that my mother never knew what being bad was. She had been ill for most of her life, and she had died when she was forty. Her last concern when she was dying was for me.

When my mother died, I felt that I wanted to die too. She was all the love I knew at that time. I actually hated my father because I knew he was with other women during my mother’s illness.

Though it was customary for some men in the Orient to seek other women when their wives were ill, I remained deeply disturbed by my father’s behavior. I knew that he was betraying his wife, and I felt her pain.

I carried hatred for my father for a long time, but when I became a Christian, I was able to forgive him, because I realized that he did not know the Lord. It is only the grace of God, I had to remind myself, that keeps any of us from sin.

I had often wondered whether I would see my mother after my own death. This thought recurred many times after she died when I was only fourteen.


IT WAS THE Lord who bridged the gap between the love I should have received from my parents and the love I actually received. To me, He is pure love. He said to me, “My daughter, you have been living for Me so long now, and you have been especially devoted to Me for the last few months. It all should be done soon. You need rest.”

“I will not be happy with anything on this earth, Lord, if You are not in it.”
After my mother died, I felt as if no one truly loved me. Certainly nothing ever felt like my mother’s love had felt to me. I needed to be loved, but for the longest time it seemed as if there was no love in my world. After I was married and had children, I greatly enjoyed the family love we shared, but as wonderful as their love is to me, the love I had felt from my mother was still missing. It was as if there was an empty space within me that needed to be filled.

That vacuum was filled by the tremendous love of God. After I gave my heart to Jesus, I felt very secure in His love and it was easy for me to trust His love. I knew the truth of the hymn that says, “No one ever cared for me like Jesus--no one ever cared for me like Him.”

When I would fall and hurt myself as a little girl, my mother would pick me up, love me and take care of my hurt. In the same way, when I would stumble as a young Christian, Jesus would pick me up and bring healing to all my hurts. This is what our Lord has been anointed to do.

The Bible describes the anointing that Jesus received: “The Spirit of the LORD is upon Me, because He has anointed Me to preach the gospel to the poor. He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to set at liberty those who are oppressed, to preach the acceptable year of the LORD” (Luke 4:18-19).

Jesus had brought good news to me. He had healed my broken heart. He had set me free from my fears, my negative self-image, my insecurities. He had opened the eyes of my spirit, and He had lifted my oppression. Now He was proclaiming “the acceptable year of the Lord” to me. That “acceptable year” is right around the corner.

Even when people try to put me down or gossip about me, I feel secure in the love of Jesus. He is my safe place, my high tower, my Rock of refuge. When someone hurts me, intentionally or unintentionally, I am able to go to the Lord in prayer, and His peace and joy return to me. I know that God loves me. He will never let me down or leave me.

I love to reflect on the promises of God’s Word. One of my favorites is found in the Psalms: “Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits, even the God of our salvation” (Psalms 68:19, His love for us is everlasting: “Yes, I have loved you with an everlasting love; therefore with lovingkindness I have drawn you” (Jeremiah 31:3).

I know that nothing will ever separate me from the marvelous love of my God and King. “For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord” (Romans 8:38-39).

His perfect peace is always with me. “You will keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on You, because he trusts in You” (Isaiah 26:3). His Word is a treasure chest filled with good gifts that He desires to share with all His children, and these good gifts will be our daily portion in heaven.

Notice what Paul wrote to the Ephesians:
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ; just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before Him in love, having predestined us to adoption as sons by Jesus Christ to Himself, according the good pleasure of His will, to the praise of the glory of His grace, by which He made us accepted in the Beloved.--EPHESIANS 1:3-6
God has already blessed us with every spiritual blessing in Christ. Even in this life we can enjoy the “heavenly places in Christ.”

In fact, Paul adds in the next chapter of his letter to the Ephesians:
But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), and raised us up together, and made us sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus.--EPHESIANS 2:4-6
We have already been raised up, spiritually, to sit together in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus.

When the body of Christ truly understands this reality, everything will change. The world says, “Seeing is believing,” but the Christian says, “Believing is seeing.” The true reality is spiritual, not temporal. Most people think the only reality is found in what we can see, hear, taste, smell and feel. But the ultimate reality is the spiritual world.

There are four kinds of love--agape (the love of God), storge (the love of family), phileo (brotherly love) and eros (sexual love). Unfortunately, the world puts eros first and few ever find agape love. The world system works in reverse priority to God’s system. God created us in His own image--He is a Trinity (Father, Son and Holy Spirit)--and we are tripartite as well (body, soul and spirit).

The Greek word pneuma is the word that has been translated “spirit,” and this is the real part of us--it is the breath of life, the heart of hearts, the place where the Spirit of God seeks to reside. The Greek word for soul is psuche, and this part of us is the place where our intellect, emotions and will reside. It is here that many of our problems surface.

Last, the word soma is the physical part of us--the organs and systems of our bodies. Here again, the world has the order reversed. Whereas God wants us to put our spirits first, too many people give attention to their bodies first, their feelings second, and if there is any room left over, then their spirits. We forget that we are more than human beings on a spiritual journey; the fact is, we’re spiritual beings on a human journey.

God has already blessed us with every spiritual, heavenly blessing in Christ Jesus, because He loves us with an everlasting love. When I began to realize these truths, I felt I wanted to give up every worldly thing in order to simply please the Lord for the rest of my earthly life.

Since that time I have been putting Him first in my life, far above any other person or thing. This is what He expects from each of us. His Word promises, “But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added to you” (Matthew 6:33).

God, in His great mercy, has enabled me to find His kingdom, and He has taken care of all my needs. As a result I am able to obey His Word which says, “Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things” (Matthew 6:34).

Worry, which used to be my constant companion, has been replaced by security, peace, trust and love. I don’t care what people say about me, and I do not fear what might happen to me. My greatest joy is found in serving and pleasing the Lord. Just loving Him brings me incredible joy.

He loves me whether I do right or wrong. He has told me so many times, “I want you to be happy, My daughter.” On this particular day--May 13, 1996--I knew great happiness and peace even as I watched the scenarios related to the End Times unfolding before my spiritual eyes in the form of a supernatural vision. The Lord reminded me, “There are many special blessings coming to you.”

I couldn’t imagine how there could be more blessings than I had already experienced. I knew the truth of the Word that declares, “For the kingdom of God is not food and drink, but righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit” (Romans 14:17). What more could anyone want? These blessings--and so many more--were mine already, in the here-and-now, and I knew they would continue forever in heaven.

The Lord said, “I know you are tired, My daughter. I will take you back now.”
This morning was very intriguing to me. I had spent two and a half hours with the Lord, and then I prayed for another hour and a half. I felt as if I was already in heaven where God’s love is the air we breathe.


SINCE FEBRUARY 19, 1996, I have spent every waking moment with the Lord. My social life has been limited to worship services and basic grocery shopping for my family. The rest of the time is God’s. The only folks who visit with us are our family members. The Lord has made it clear to me that this is how He wants me to spend my time--focusing on Him, His Word and His will. He is preparing me for the next phase of ministry.

Though it may seem that I’m a “shut-in,” the reality is that my “prayer closet” has become an open door to the kingdom of heaven. Instead of being shut in, I’ve been launched into higher dimensions of glory than I’ve ever known.

Often, when people call and plan to visit, they will call back and say that something has come up that prevents them from visiting. I believe this happens because God wants me to spend this time alone with Him so He can continue His work of preparation in my life. From the outset, He told me not to go anywhere for a while, especially out of town, until the book was completed. Really, even if I wanted to go somewhere, I couldn’t because the anointing is so heavy. The anointing of the Lord keeps me on my knees in His presence.

Before Easter 1995 I had felt His anointing, but since that time, my body began shaking every time the anointing of the Lord’s presence came upon me. Since January 1996 that anointing has been so strong that I cannot even control the shaking and other physical manifestations.

For example, as of this writing, I cannot even enter the room where Roger works on the computer because the Holy Spirit’s presence is so strong there. Roger is implementing the corrections into the manuscript for the book. He took a week’s vacation for this purpose, and I am so grateful for his help.

When I go near the computer room my body begins to jump for joy. This is a physical response that comes from the Lord, and I have no control over it. It is not something I am “working up” on my own. In fact, it is more of a spiritual response than an emotional one.

Almighty God, my Father and my Lord, has spent so much of His time with me, and it is a privilege to give a little time back to Him. I enjoy every moment of my work for Him. It is not hard for me to do work for Him because I love Him more than I love my life. I believe the Psalmist’s words: “Your lovingkindness is better than life” (Psalms 63:3).


THROUGHOUT MY LIFE, as I’ve mentioned several times, I’ve been prone to worry. I guess you could call me a worrywart. It probably stems from the turmoil I experienced during my childhood. Whatever the reason, however, I often struggled with worry and fear and insecurity. I knew this was not God’s will for me. In fact, the Lord had told me several times, “Do not worry, My daughter.”

I began to look at my worrying somewhat differently, calling it concern instead of worry. Somehow, saying that I was “concerned” rather than “worried” made it seem OK. On May 20, 1996, I was with the Lord from 5:40 A.M. until 7:50 A.M. My body shook from 5:40 A.M. until 6:10 A.M., and my spiritual groaning lasted for thirty minutes. The Lord walked toward me and said, “My precious daughter, Choo Nam, I must talk to you.”

His hand reached toward me, and immediately I saw my transformed body walking with Him on the beach. He seemed very happy, and I was really enjoying His presence. As we strolled along the strand I said, “Lord I love You and miss You.”

He responded without hesitation, “I love you, My daughter.”
The joy of the moment caused me to pick up the pace of my walking, and I actually got ahead of the Lord. He began laughing, and I did the same. We took our usual seats.

“I see you are working continually on My book.”

“Yes, Lord. Roger is working hard on it. My English is not that good, so he is correcting a lot of spelling errors and grammatical problems.
“I know you both are working hard.”

I knew the Lord knew all my thoughts, feelings and actions. I knew I could not hide anything from Him, and I did not want to conceal anything. He knew that I had been concerned about the book. I wondered how it would turn out, who would write it and who would publish it.

The Lord knew all this, so He said, “Choo Nam, you are worrying about this book again even though I told you not to worry.”

“I’m not worried, just concerned,” I replied as I dropped my head in shame.
The Lord lifted my face in His hands and said, “Daughter, you are embarrassed.”

I acknowledged the truth of His observation with a smile that turned into a chuckle. He began laughing in response, then said, “Daughter, concern is worry. From now on, I do not want you to worry at all. This is My book; I will take care of it. Haven’t I done so until now?”

“Oh, yes, Lord. I am so sorry. Please forgive me for not obeying You.”
He responded with joy. He seemed to take great pleasure in my honesty and humility. I knew He had forgiven me. Great peace came to my soul, and I felt free from worry that I had pretended to deny by saying it was just concern.

This day I learned another important lesson from the Lord--He wants us to be totally honest with Him, others and ourselves. We cannot use the world’s methods to justify, rationalize or cover our sins. I knew that worry was a sin, and I had tried to pretend it was not there.

Even though it may seem to be a small thing to some, I knew it was very important to my Master. He did not want me to worry. In fact, He invites each of us: “Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light” (Matthew 11:28-30).

The human way is to worry. God’s way is to trust. “God resists the proud, But gives grace to the humble. Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you” (1 Peter 5:5-7). Why should we choose to worry when our Father promises us so much?

The Lord seemed to want to erase my worry by showing me some of what He has prepared for me again. He said, “I want you to see this again.”

The vision-voice came forth and, after a long time, the vision of the house He had shown me the last time appeared. The Lord did not show me the upstairs of the dwelling the last time He showed it to me, but this time I saw the four guest rooms and one prayer room on the second floor. I took particular notice of a picture that hung on one wall of the prayer room--it was a picture of the Lord himself. Though I couldn’t see Him clearly, I sensed there was something particularly appealing and attractive about His portrait.

The vision took me into every room of the house--the home He promised to give to me and my family. The Lord asked, “Do you like the house?”

“Yes, thank You, Lord. But I don’t really need another house. All I want to do is to please You, do Your work, and see my family becoming more faithful to You.
“All the things You showed me are so beautiful, but they are worldly things, and they don’t interest me any more. Roger feels the same, Lord.”
“My daughter, let Me decide what you want and need. I love the hearts of both of you. We must go now.”

After the first nine times we visited heaven, the Lord told me He was not going to wake me up anymore, and He fulfilled His promise. I woke up a few minutes before or after six--after I had a full night’s sleep.

It was a time of pure peace and joy. There was no worry or concern. The Lord embraced me, then said, “I will talk to you later.” I felt more completely relaxed than ever.


SINCE THAT VISIT in May I’ve been praying for the future readers of this book. I’m praying for you, dear reader. I want God to prepare your heart to receive the truth of all I’ve experienced and written about. Heaven is so real, and I want you to believe in it more than you’ve ever dreamed possible. This is what God wants for you, because He loves you with an everlasting love.

The Lord took me to heaven so many different times so I could tell you how wonderful it will be for each of us who love Him and live for Him as completely as possible. He and I both want you to be able to go to the beautiful mansion He has prepared for you. The things the Lord has shown me and told me are true. They are thoroughly biblical. They are a reality that far exceeds our earthly experience. I know they are more real than things of this earth, and I want you to know this reality.

Before the Lord blessed me with so many revelations of heavenly truth, I sometimes had doubts that there was a heaven, even though I loved Him and believed Him with all my heart. I did not fully understand about heaven, and I know a lot of Christians are like this. Now I know it’s all true. It’s not even a matter of faith for me now; it’s actual knowledge--the kind of knowledge that no one can take away. It is pure knowledge.

I used to be very afraid of dying and concerned about many things in my life, after I die; but after what I experienced in heaven, nothing in this world or my life matters to me anymore. I know where I am going to be after this life is over. I will be with Jesus forever in His paradise. There are no words to explain how perfect heaven is. All I felt there was pure joy.

After the trips to heaven I begged the Lord to take me home, but His disappointed voice said: “I didn’t show you the kingdom and the pit of hell to bring you home now. I showed you all those things so you will help save the lost and let everyone know what it takes to enter the kingdom.”

After He said this, I was embarrassed for being so selfish, and I asked Him for forgiveness. Now the only thing I can think about is serving Him to the last day. No matter what it takes, I will please Him.

As one of His special daughters, why would He hurt me by using my mother in this book if it wasn’t important for His people to understand that just being good will not save them without knowing who Jesus is? Someone said to me, “If He loves you, how can He use your mother to hurt you that way?” I was shocked by this ungodly question.

Though it was a very painful memory for me to see my mother and others in the pit, I had to realize that nothing can bring them out of there, so I accept the fact that they will be there for eternity simply because they did not know the Lord Jesus.

My Lord has a very special reason for using my mother in this book. If, through her, even one other mother can be saved, I would be very honored.

No matter what difficult times may come into my life, I can never be angry with the Lord. If any of my loved ones die for my Lord, I will be very pleased for them. Then I will know for sure that their eternal life will be spent in heaven with Lord Jesus. As Jesus said:
For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.--JOHN 3:16
I believe His second coming is so near that He is letting His people know how much He loves them and that He wants His church to be ready for Him.

God loves you, and this is the greatest truth in the entire world. That is why He has already prepared His kingdom for you. Even though He loves His children, He is angry toward those who do not believe. That is why He has commissioned me to write this book. He has told me many times that the salvation of souls is exceedingly important to Him. He is disturbed to think that some of His children would choose hell to be their eternal place rather than the beautiful glory He has prepared for them.

After all, heaven is a choice. The Lord does not want anyone to end up in the pit of hell. If you believe, you will have eternal life with the Lord:
“The word is near you, even in your mouth and in your heart” (that is, the word of faith which we preach): that if you confess with your mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in your heart that God has raised Him from the dead, you will be saved. For with the heart one believes unto righteousness, and with the mouth confession is made to salvation. For the Scripture says, “Whoever believes on Him will not be put to shame”--ROMANS 10: 8-11
If you do not believe, you will find yourself in the place of torment where my parents and countless others have to endure all eternity. It is a personal choice. It is God’s way versus Satan’s way. It is the kingdom of heaven versus the kingdom of darkness. It is life versus death. It is heaven versus hell. Which will win in your life? The choice is yours.

Every word in this book is true. The words of Jesus have been transcribed exactly as He said them to me. The Lord chose me for this work, and I have endeavored to be faithful to every word and experience. With God’s help, and the assistance of Roger and the writer, I have tried to give accurate descriptions of each experience I’ve enjoyed.

Ultimately, however, I realize that the choice is yours. All I can do is tell you. Now that you’ve read these pages, you are accountable for the truth that has been imparted. What will you do with the truth I’ve shared?

Before I went to heaven, I wanted to save souls for the kingdom, but now I realize I must do all I can to rescue the perishing. I can never erase the memory of those naked bodies moving around in the fire and screaming in their misery. It will soon be over for each of us, and then it will be too late to make our decisions for Jesus and heaven.

I have a burning desire to see the lost saved, to keep them from going to the terrible place the Lord revealed to me. My deepest desire is for everyone to find his name on a mansion door in heaven.

The Book of Revelation describes two types of people. I have seen the same things the apostle John saw. John describes the eternal destiny of the first, unfortunate group as follows: “And the smoke of their torment ascends forever and ever; and they have no rest day or night” (Revelations 14:11). The second group, on the other hand, is described this way: “Here is the patience of the saints; here are those who keep the commandments of God and the faith of Jesus...Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on...that they may rest from their labors, and their works follow them” (Revelations 14:12-13).

Is your name written in the Lamb’s Book of Life?