Called for a Purpose: An Autobiography of Dreams, Visions and Locutions

By Dr. Hyacinth B. Hue

My life has been filled with love yet not without trials, tests, temptations and persecution. Through it all, God-Jehovah has never left me nor forsaken me, even when I have forsaken Him.

He has been a constant in my life and has miraculously saved my family and all those with whom I have been in contact. I sincerely pray that this biography of my life with Jesus Christ will encourage the reader to follow the Call in his or her life.

There is nothing special about me. My only virtue is Gods love, which has brought me to obedience, increased faith, trust, love and forgiveness.

I am Gods Go-Go Girl
Wherever He sends me I go!
Whatever He says Do I do!

My love for Him is overwhelming, my worship of Him is everlasting, my praise of Him is insufficient, since I have not the tongues of angels. May He hear my praise from the crevices of my heart and continue to bless my efforts as I labour in the vineyard of life, for souls for His kingdom.

Jesus, keep me near the cross;
Where the precious fountain,
Free to all, a cleansing stream,
Flows from Calvarys mountain.

In the cross, in the cross,
Be my glory ever.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jun 21, 2017
• ISBN: 9781524693152

Dr. Hyacinth B. Hue

Let's see God's plan for my life. I am Hyacinth Bloome Simmonds-Hue born eight days before the celebration of the birth of Jesus to celebrate His life and His call on mine.

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Published by AuthorHouse 06/19/2017

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CONTENTS

Foreword

Introduction

Chapter I Preparation For A Birth

Chapter II Raising The Christmas Child

Chapter III The Education Of Smiles

Chapter IV Home Again, Jaggity Jog

Chapter V My Dreams And Visions

Chapter VI Visions, Miracles, Prophecies

Chapter VII The Harbinger: Warning Messages And Revelations

Chapter VIII Predictions, Discernments And Inspirations

Chapter IX God Speaks Through Angels

Chapter X My Walk With God As He Takes My Heart And My Hand

Chapter XI God’s Preparation For My Going Home

About The Author

Foreword

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Introduction

Called For A Purpose

The God of the Universe created man in His Own image. He gave His children dominion over the Earth with all the approbation that goes with His righteous authority.

He told His children to multiply and replenish the Earth, meaning that the Earth should be propagated continuously until He returns. As His children pass on to the ‘Bosom of Abraham’ the Earth will be replenished with new births or new lives.

In His approbation there is no discrimination in race, gender, ability, intellect or physical appearance. He loves each of His children equally. He knows us before the foundation of the world. He knows us before we were conceived in our mother’s womb and called us by name.

Because He ‘knew’ us He predestined us. Whom He predestined, He called. Whom He called He justified. Whom He justified, He glorified. (Ref: Romans 8:29-30)

What a glorious privilege to be known by God, to be named by Him, to be called forth into this world by name before we were birthed, and to know that He has predestined us for Heaven. Our destination and destiny is Heaven. All that we have to do is to stay charted on that Heavenly Highway that He has mapped out so clearly and simply for His children.

Although He is Father, He is still willing to give each of us an Earthly father and mother to guide us and to love us so that through them we may learn to love Him more. Think for a moment of a Father who is so beneficent and magnanimous, that He has prepared everything that we need to exist on planet Earth and even so, more abundantly than we can think or ask. He says, Seek and ye shall find - Ask and receive - Knock and the Door will be opened for you. There is neither limit nor limitations on any of His children’s desire or will in Him. His will in Heaven becomes His will on Earth when He places the desire in our hearts. As we His children pursue this desire, His will on Earth is done (accomplished) as His will in Heaven.

It has taken me seventy-six years to realize the importance of my life, my call into this world for a destination in Heaven, there to live with my Father after fulfilling my purpose on Earth.

God taught me a lesson on Purpose in April 2005, the year Pope John Paul II died. I met this beautiful, holy woman in February of the same year. We instantly became Christian Soul Mates. She prayed with me and talked to me in English and in ‘tongues’, the ‘supernatural’ language, at the same time. The Holy Spirit of God’s love permeated her. It made her generous, kind and forgiving. She was an angel in human form, beloved and called Sister Sue.

She prepared for her death on Easter Day and admonished her husband not to fear. He left her bedside after serving her lunch to answer a knock at the front door and returned only to find her spirit had left her body. She was now with the Lord.

I promised the Lord I would never ask Him ‘Why?’ yet now my sister was gone after three months acquaintance and love. I asked God ‘Why?’ Immediately I corrected my question by saying Lord you do not have to answer me. I will not and should not ask - ‘why?’ God already heard my question and the answer came as quickly as my apology. He said, Her purpose was complete.

Jesus immediately flooded my soul as I cried out to my Father a question that erupted from my soul: My Father, will You be able to say the same of me when I die? I wept for what seemed like hours.

I missed her greatly, but her life inspired me to continue in my service for the children of God. Saved or unsaved, all are His children.

Faith without works is dead. God wants us to show each other love and generosity, particularly to the widows and orphans and the elderly. This is our reasonable service.

"Lift up your heads, O you gates; be lifted up, you ancient doors, that the King of glory may come in. Who is this King of glory? The LORD strong and mighty, the LORD mighty in battle.

Lift up your heads, O you gates; lift them up, you ancient doors, that the King of glory may come in. Who is he, this King of glory? The LORD Almighty— he is the King of glory. Selah"

-Psalm 24:7-10

My life has been filled with love yet not without trials, tests, temptations and persecution. Through it all, God-Jehovah has never left me nor forsaken me, even when I have forsaken Him.

He has been a constant in my life and has miraculously saved my family and all those with whom I have been in contact. I sincerely pray that this biography of my life with Jesus Christ will encourage the reader to follow the Call in his or her life.

There is nothing special about me. My only virtue is God’s love, which has brought me to obedience, increased faith, trust, love and forgiveness.

I am God’s ‘Go-Go Girl’

Wherever He sends me I go!

Whatever He says Do I do!

My love for Him is overwhelming, my worship of Him is everlasting, my praise of Him is insufficient, since I have not the tongues of angels. May He hear my praise from the crevices of my heart and continue to bless my efforts as I labour in the vineyard of life, for souls for His kingdom.

"Jesus, keep me near the cross;

Where the precious fountain,

Free to all, a cleansing stream,

Flows from Calvary’s mountain.

In the cross, in the cross,

Be my glory ever."

CHAPTER I

Preparation For A Birth

"For to us a child is born,

to us a son is given,

and the government will be on his shoulders.

And he will be called

Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,

Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace."

-Isaiah 9:6

On the backbone of Jamaica, in the hills of the Cockpit Mountains, the valleys and mountainsides are festooned with verdant bamboo trees whose leaves from a distance look like lace.

The North-Western area of the Parish of Clarendon has been blessed with multitudes and varieties of fruit bearing trees, agricultural gardens of vegetables, tuberous roots, citrus trees, flowering plants and shrubs medicinal and decorative.

The Breadfruit, a large fruit eaten as a vegetable or bread was brought from Tahiti by Captain Cook and has been a life saving staple against famine for centuries. The National Flower is the Lignum Vitae, which is resplendent in Clarendon.

There are numerous varieties of birds, especially of the parrot/parakeet species, a unique type of vulture called the John Crow; but the favourite bird of the writer is the Hummingbird or the Doctor Bird, about which you will hear later.

Clarendon borders four parishes of the fourteen parishes of Jamaica and should you target the centre of Jamaica from the air you would likely spot the centre of Jamaica, the Garden of Eden.

Many rivers or tributaries are in Clarendon but the main river is the Rio Minoh. One of its main tributaries in the Garden of Eden is the White Rock River, which emanates from a spring in Spaldings. Spauldings or Spaldings is a large town in Clarendon.

The White Rock River curves around the hills and valleys, flowing southeast for about fourteen miles. Aptly named for its rocky bed and large white stones, the river boasts deep clear pools of water appropriately named Hell Hole and Long Hole. These pools invite the residents to swim from the rising of the sun to the setting of the same. The toddlers of the community learn to swim, dive and kick? as their parents (pa’s and ma’s) frolic and or do their laundry from the rippling waters. They use the rocks for bleaching, scrubbing and drying their clothing, bedding and even their under-padding for saddles, rugs and mats.

The laundresses wore their pride in housewifery, as the island does its national flag - the Union Jack, by placing the white laundry on top of their head carriers. They were so white they dazzled your eyes as the bright sun reflected her rays from them. We all knew who were the best ‘washer women’.

The children of the community would watch the parade of washers on Wash -Day, as they literally marched home from the river. Our parents would peer from their windows and award the private prizes as the children listened with glee.

Jamaica was called the Island of Spring, because there was but one season - SPRING. Our favourite song: Hail to Jamaica

"Hail to Jamaica the island of Spring

Peace on her Meadows her radiance flings

Beauty and gladness make thee our land

Small is our isle, but of Beauty so rare

With her no country on earth can compare.

She lies mid-ocean amid blue waters at rest

Like a maiden lies close to her true lover’s breast.

Not for the realms of earths mightiest kings

Would we change thee Jamaica sweet Island of Spring"

(Repeat first verse)

Instead of Winter, Summer and Autumn we had Rain, Storm and Hurricane season. However some of our trees lose their leaves in a most colourful way during the fall and winter months and spring to luxurious and vegetative life for the Spring.

Our household pets were bovine, horses, mares, donkeys, dogs, mules, mongoose and pests like mosquitoes all enjoyed the Spring. They moulted and reproduced during the seasonal months without any thought of cold or equatorial heat. This is the Life!

The Inhabitants and Culture

When Columbus discovered Jamaica he named it Xamaica, meaning well wooded and well watered. The inhabitants (today we call them citizens) were Arawak Indians.

The British won the island from Spain and used the natives as slaves for the sugar cane and banana plantations. The hard labour was too severe for them and they succumbed to the hard labour and that race was no more. Needing labour they used (slaves) labourers from Africa, China, India, Germany, Ireland and prisoners from Britain.

The hard labour destroyed many but not the strongest; thus leaving a foraging, strong, determined, ambitious, self-willed country of God-fearing inhabitants.

From Africa the country gained cassava, yams and other tuberous foods as well as the cocoa and coffee plants and a distinct dialect and culture.

The East Indian culture brought the turmeric (curry powder), mangoes and the mongoose (to kill the island’s snakes), vegetable gardens and the manufacture of jewellery.

The Chinese brought us the culinary arts, soya beans, soya sauce, sandals, small business, entrepreneurship and teamwork.

From the Germans we learned kinship, the Irish taught us to endure hardships and to struggle, while the English gave us pride, education, ambition, loyalty and a democratic government for the people by the people with a love of God and righteousness. Pride does not mix with righteousness but this will be seen and explained later.

These gleanings are learned and observed and may not be historically accurate, complete nor conclusive.

Our Pride of Culture and British Citizenship

The English churches, schools and parliament set the educational mode and societal demeanour and the etiquette for people.

The pride of the Union Jack kept our heads as upright as its pole, while the pride of the Englishmen engendered in us a societal discrimination for the varied colours of our skin and for the educationally deprived. Those were very covert but could be seen as you walked into banks where all the tellers (employees) were fair skinned. During these years (until I left Jamaica in January 1957, only twenty-five percent of the nation was unmixed (meaning of African decent only).

Teachers, postal managers, lawyers, doctors, ministers of religion, jurists, police and businessmen were well regarded and held in high esteem.

Children respected their parents, seniors, elders, siblings and all who were in authority. No child would be caught eating on the street. The children excelled in education as it became something of a competition.

Some would walk for miles to school and because high school was economically beyond the reach of many only the brilliant ones were afforded this pleasure. The poor and hard to learn dropped out on the way and became labourers, farmers or craftsmen/women.

Pride is such a misguided flaw in nature that even the dark-skinned individuals would call the counterpart or darker-skinned or dark complexioned individuals negative names which meant they were non-white. The lighter they were more pride reigned in our/their hearts.

In our family we were rainbow in complexion. We would call our fair-skinned sister ‘Red Spider’ and our dark-skinned brother Black Anancy What a Shame! All wanted to be pale like the English or to be like the fairest parent or relative. But genes have a way of beautifying our pride. At this we can laugh at our ignorance as God shows His divine plan in ordering our lives. Here He has created a garden of children with a wide variety of shades in complexion, with varying textures of hair, length and breadth of noses, sizes and shapes of ears, height and breadth of sizes and various colours of eyes and hair.

The Light complexioned males (gentlemen) loved the dark-skinned women (ladies). It was very common to see marriages or common law union of white and African. Yet there was always this covert discontent on one side or the other of the families. The children were happy none-the-less, and many of us did not know what social prejudice really was.

The poor never knew they were poor for there was always food and love. People shared and bartered. The sellers were equal as were the buyers whether you owned a pound (£) or a penny (p), whether you lived in a great house or a hip house. (A Hip house was a house made of thatched roof with sides/walls made of wood or wattle. The shape was like an individual’s hip.)

Families owned lands measuring many acres to small lots, while others were sharecroppers or hired hands. My grandparents later gave lands to these families that worked and lived on their farms as a reward for their faithfulness,

My grand uncle warned us of the sin of pride. He said:

’Pride’ and ‘Proud’ connote the same meaning but are somehow different. Do not be ‘Proud’ but have ‘Pride’. Take pride in what you do.

This lesson followed me all my life as I began to fit it in with the Scriptural truth on Pride/Proud/Haughty."

My grandparents took great pride in all they did including the raising of their family, particularly in the spirit of righteousness.

EDUCATION

The education provided under the skilled leadership of the English left nothing to be desired, but to study and learn.

By the sixth class of elementary school the knowledge gained could qualify one for a professional position in teaching or in office. By the time we began school we were instructed by our elders in the derivation of the English language, such as Etymology and Syntax. Those words caused my mouth to open and sag in awe.

Little did I know that I was being caught up into a desire for knowledge, scholarship and excellence.

My father, a pampered son attended St. John’s college in Kingston and dropped out to court my mother whom he desperately missed, to the chagrin of his mother. His father was a farmer,