My heart suddenly saw two images. The first, Alaska's mountain Sleeping Lady with God, the King of Kings, leaning over her, and as he gave her a kiss, his heart touched the place where her heart lay, and his heart-beat acted as a jumpstart. As his heart beat, Sleeping Lady's heart began to beat with it. She was waking up.
(This vision was a continuation from a picture I saw which several Alaskan artists painted while they worshiped. Art is Worship / Sleeping Lady Awaken)
The second, as a prayer came out of my lips: "May the heart of our city, our state, be connected with the Father's heart" I saw a woman standing with her feet planted firmly in the heart of the city/state, and her arms outstretched towards heaven, towards the Father's heart. And as she did so, the two connected with a bolt of lightning, like a lightning rod, from her feet to the city and from her hands to the father. She was the conduit. The picture began to get smaller as the "camera" of sorts withdrew and as it did so I saw the lady/lightning bolt in the middle of an eye, and as it further withdrew, I saw that it was the pupil, it was in the center of the eye of God.
It was beautiful. I knew this, that the lady was both Sleeping Lady and the Bride of Christ. Both for Alaska, and the world. And it was in the eye of God. I cannot express the beauty.
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