I've started sharing this visitation only recently due to where the body of Christ has been. God is calling those who are hungry to grow in him in this area...John


I had been praying late one night when suddenly my eyes were opened and I saw Jesus standing across the room.

He came over and sat down on the love seat, which was arranged in and "L" shape with our sofa, with a small table at the juncture of the "L."

I was on the sofa, sort of sitting sideways, as he sat down, crossed his left leg over his right, and put his hand on the stack of magazines on the table next to him. The magazines included National Geographic, Ranger Rick, Highlights for Children and so forth...not a single Christian magazine among them. He then took his thumb and flipped the edges of the top magazine, a National Geographic, and I knew inside that he was reading the pages as he flipped the edges of the pages...it took all of about 3 seconds. When he was finished he put his arm on the edge of the love seat and kind of looked down like he was thinking. Normally I don't speak until spoken to, but with his silence I couldn't help but ask, "Lord, does this offend you?"

He looked up at me and said, "It's not whether if offends me or not, it's that there is no life in these pages." He then said, "I want to teach you about holiness." When he said that I found myself standing before him, still separated by no more than 4 feet as he continued sitting there, cross legged, on the love seat. Immediately his eye's pupils turned to flames of fire as if lit from within, but just as quickly those flames turned into water that became a flow coming straight out towards me. About 2 feet in front of him, just as it cleared his feet, the water grew into a breaking wave about 25 feet tall and I estimate about 60 feet wide. It was only about 2 feet wide, but huge, like a breaking wave a surfer might ride, but it stayed 'curled' almost ready to break, towering over me. I could see him through the water and the content of the water was the totality of his thoughts towards me. That wall of water was every motive, plan, private thought, and 'true' feelings he had for me. It was like he was transparent and I could see into his innermost feelings about me.

As I stood there, knowing I was going to be wiped out by this wall of water, sentences came floating out from me and were drawn into that wave. I saw sentence after sentence coming up out of me, from my innermost being and floating out my mouth...each sentence was an argument from somewhere within about why Jesus could not love me. One sentence was "You can't love me because my dad left me and rejected me when I was 11 years old." As that sentence was drawn near the water by some invisible tractor beam, each letter began separating from the rest of the letters...they were pulled all over the wave...50 feet one way, 20 feet high another...and then each individual letter was broken into hundreds of tiny dots and absorbed further by that wave. Each sentence met the same fate...my arguments had no ability to affect that wave any more than a toddler's handful of sand has on the ocean when thrown in.

Suddenly there were no more arguments about why I couldn't be loved. At that moment I understood for the first time what the 120 some odd phrases in the NT mean when they say that we are "in Him" or "in Christ." I was perfectly in him, perfect union, and he was in perfect union with me. I was in him and he was in me. I was as transparent as he was transparent. This whole time he was looking straight at me. He never blinked, he never moved. We were one and I knew his innermost thoughts about me from eternity past to eternity future.

With that, I looked up at the wave. It was starting to break over me and though there was no fear, there was the absolute knowledge that I was going to have it crash on me. The wave not only curled over the top, but I looked to the sides and saw they were curling vertically, like it was folding itself up on itself. All 3 elements suddenly came rushing to a point about 18 inches in front of my eyes...the 2 sides and the top of the wave met at the same time and suddenly turned right at me and shot through my pupils and then made a 90 degree turned and exploded somewhere down inside me. All this water, more than I could ever hold, came rushing in and even sloshing around on the inside...inside me I had all the motives, plans and thoughts of God for me, and it was all good. There wasn't a hidden agenda in any of it. I can't explain the purity or the totality that I knew the Lord's thoughts and plans for me, but I realized he had the same motives and thoughts for everyone who has ever lived or ever will live.

As the last of that living water settled in me, up out of my mouth, almost involuntarily but completely naturally and without compulsion, came the words: "Holy, holy, holy, Oh Lord, you are holy and worth to be worshipped. You are holy." With that, Jesus looked at me and this: "Nearly everyone has something they hide, something they protect, something they keep secret." I looked at him and kind of tilted my head to understand what he was saying, and he continued. "Ulterior motives, twisting words or an event to their advantage, using people for their own gain, shading the truth to put themselves in the best possible light, often to protect themselves. People do all these things and more. Nearly everyone has something they hide." And then he said this as a continuation of that thought: "Nearly everyone that is, except for the Father and I."

With those words I found myself in heaven along with what seemed to be an innumerable count of people, all standing, arranged around the throne like in a stadium, although the rise as you went further away was not steep at all. I can't put into words the number of people there were. I'm talking about miles between the top part of the area I was at and the thrones in the center of the gathering, yet my eyesight was as perfect as if I was right in front. I looked at the faces to my left, focusing on one person after another...each time my gaze settled on a person I heard the Lord say, "Something they hid." To the right I looked, close in, far away, even across the gathering, and each time I heard the Lord say, "Something they hid." Then my eyes were drawn to the middle. There, sitting on thrones, were the Father and Jesus. Suddenly I realized, they were the only ones present who had never hid anything, never had an ulterior motive, never did anything but bare their hearts and souls for all the world to see.

As I was drinking this all in, suddenly I was back in my living room with Jesus sitting on the love seat still. I sat down and he continued with these words: "That transparency is the essence of Our holiness." Suddenly revelation flowed from within...As the Lord is transparent with us in every thought and word and deed, so we are to be like him. No ulterior motives towards others, not using them for gain.

When the Word says we are to greet one another with a "Holy kiss" it means that kiss is a covenant kiss...I'm pure towards you...I won't use you, misuse you, speak evil of you that I might gain. I looked at the Lord and said, "Lord, to walk in that kind of transparency, and therefore holiness, is to set yourself up for hurt" He didn't say a word. He looked at me with such a depth of sorrow deep in his eyes and just smiled slightly. Suddenly I knew. The Father and Jesus are the most maligned, lied about beings in the universe. Their names are used as curse words and their character assassinated with uncommon regularity. More than anyone who has ever lived, or ever will.

This is how Jesus taught me about holiness. It isn't about clothing or hair style or make up or how many outward blessings we appear to have. It's about purity and transparency with each other. It's about love. This is the essence of Their holiness. Pure Love is that pure. Read I Cor 13 again about love, and think of it in terms of what I shared here about holiness.

One time, during another visitation I had asked the Lord why he judged Ananias and Sapphira so harshly. He explained that his whole body was in Jerusalem at the time and what they were introducing threatened it, and I won't go into detail here the fullness of what he said, but he made this statement: "Many in this country are calling out for revival, but remember this, the level of judgment is always equally to the level of anointing. If revival were to be poured out at this time, there would be many, many, Ananias and Sapphira's."

Where are we in the Spirit...the Spirit is calling for holiness. I hope the sharing of this visitation has made in impact in your life and imparted truths as the Lord leads.

—John Fenn