Soul Flying into Mount Zion: Forty Minutes of Paradisiacal Sightings

By Debra Yarbrough Roberts

Prophetess Debra J. Yarbrough was prophesized to by her former Pastor that God was preparing her for translation. So there present in her Church were many eyewitnesses, when sudden death came She Departed Earth and Translated Home. It was revealed to Debra that she was not to fear death. There she was soul flying being escorted by two Angelic Angels, Michael and Gabriel. Michael the Arch Angel spoke fiercely fear not for we have been sent from the presence of God to escort you safely into heavenly frontiers There prophetess, Debra, was dropped-off on Top of Mount Zion where she stood in the brightest of light, that shone out from the figurative inanimate holy Lamb. Why! She was saturated with liquid love pouring out of her very being. As they continued in joint venture strolling down into the grassy green meadows where she discovered paradisiacal sightings of splendor, and beauty, beyond any sense of an imagination. There she spent forty minutes observing many profound mysteries finally being unveiled. Then afterwards the guided tour finished.
The holy lamb flew her swiftly away into the vast realms of the Universe And there she was shown a worldwide ministry and a greater ingathering of harvest. Finally her departure came, flying back to the holy Mount. Surprisingly! The holy Lamb said, Debra you must go back to earth. Then tears began falling from her eyelids like heavy rain drops. Her heart filled with disparity. The lambs passion quickly comforted. My daughter you are given to know the mysteries of the kingdom. Therefore, the things that you have seen and heard write in a book. Tell my people that I love them and I have not forgotten them days without numbers. When you see all these events began culminating LOOK UP! My dissension is drawing near. My daughter, the greater cloud of witness have been waiting with great anticipation for this phenomenal event to finally take precedence.
I am coming back for my Bride who has adorned herself in fine white linen unlike the spotted polka dots. But garments that have remained unspotted from this present day World. Halleluiah! Selah, ponder on these occurring events of time and be ready for soul shifting. Therefore, prepare for your heavenly father has kept it a guarded secret he only knows the hour of his Son Yahushuas return.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Jul 1, 2014
• ISBN: 9781499016895

Debra Yarbrough Roberts

Debra Yarbrough Roberts received salvation in 1975. She was twenty-one years old, when she was struck with a lung disease Sarcoidosis. After receiving Prayer, she instantly becomes healed of that infiltrative disease. Since Debra has written, a well-depicted book entitled, “The Girl That Refused To Die” And inserted in the back pages are medical documents copied from North Western Hospital. No more infiltrated disease to be found. And has now finished her second exciting book “Soul Flying INTO Mount Zion” Debra has been faithfully in ministry forty years serving wounded people helping them recover from the snare. UNDER DEBRA’S PALM TREE MINISTRIES INC. Judges 4: 15. Debra is a Prophetess in her own right and has predicted many futurist events into people’s lives. And to tag on to her many successes : She’s is the Mother of Israel, and Judge, in crisis Bumblebee, producer of pollen, Roaring Lioness, ready scribe, psalmist, writer and composer of new songs. Why her personality is so very unique displaying the humble peacock with lustrous rainbow colors symbolic to the plumage with eyes watching. She realizes even though the beauty of the peacock is a male there is neither male nor female, in God’s kingdom. All are one in spirit and unity. Therefore, the effectiveness of her appearance is seen throughout the World as iridescent. Debra studied extensively at the American Conservatory of Music where her major was in classical music with great vocal coaching. Columbia College in Chicago down town she has pursued a degree in broadcast writing and performing arts. Her workplace has been primarily working with children wards to the state. There she was certified as a social skills Teacher and became a recipient herself to the adoption program. Fostering her generosity of spirit for years as advocate to seniors. Debra reveals that the secret to life is moving with extraordinary rhythms, and vibrations, carefully not to get out of sync. It is incredible how she flows in the spirit, and gifted by God with rippling sounds and healing tones of Paradise. If you listen very carefully, you can distinctively hear while she plays the African percussionist instruments, jumbo drums, bells, and shaker gourds. Therefore, she can spread wider the dynamic layers of majestic plumage: Under Debra’s Palm Tree Ministries Inc. Judges 4: 5. Unveils a beautiful iridescent Teacher rightly dividing the word of truth. And seen brilliantly feathering the rainbow children abounding in all ages, and diverse races training them into becoming a powerful figurine expressing Warfare song and dance techniques. For we wrestle not against flesh, and blood, but against the evil demented Prince of darkness pulling down the strongholds. However being supernaturally equipped with new tactical spiritual warfare strategies. And heard using intimidating sounds as weaponry. Debra is a mighty Intercessor and prayer Warrior empowering the people with in-depth principles by actually applying daily Warfare strategies on her radio program every Friday morning. WBGX 1570 AM Chicago, Illinois for the purchasing of her books, and other spiritual materials. Contact her through email address [e-mail]

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CHAPTER 1

I’ll Fly Away O’ Glory

For certain I see now that my life was predestined, riveting me into an upward spiral of paradisiacal events. That systematically changed the entire course of my present life. The mandate from the third heaven became crystal clear one Sunday morning, June 2, 1979. There I was the appointed worship leader at my church, foraging the people ahead into exclusive praise. Amazingly, I sensed such an awesome anointing, permeating the entire atmosphere as the words of the song illuminated, taking on a new nature all by itself. Why! It was the strangest thing I had sung this particular rendition of the song many times before. But never with such fervor of spirit. As revealed to me, this was a genuine heart worship being perfected for those who dared to enter into his whimsical glory cloud. Surely the presence of the Holy Spirit had smeared this place, bringing in moisture from the holy rain that transcends into a sweet fragrance of a dozen red roses. Ah! People, this was a glorious sight—to see the church spontaneously being raptured into God’s presence. That would automatically give you a facelift. For He is the glory and lifter of our heads. There I witness many hungry hearts being filled with unspeakable joy and full of glory dancing with sheer delight all around the sanctuary. There was so much excitement in the air as the loud, clamorous voices continued effortlessly, singing I’m so glad Jesus lifted me, I’m so glad Jesus lifted me, I’m so glad Jesus lifted me, I’m singing glory hallelu-YAH! Jesus lifted me, Satan had me bound, but Jesus lifted me, Satan had me bound, but Jesus lifted me, Satan had me bound, but Jesus lifted me, I’m singing gory Hallelu-YAH! Jesus lifted me. On my way to heaven to shout! A victory… I’m singing glory hallelu-YAH! Jesus air-lifted me. I must admit this song was truly arranged from heaven’s standpoint, thereby ushering the saints into higher resounding crescendos, virtually flinging their souls into the skies, forever escaping into his wondrous glory cloud. Why! The rains continued until everyone was fully soaked, and there was not a dry eye in the place. That’s what we experienced that day—thunder, lightning, and holy rain—the atmosphere becoming so charged you could have cut it with a sharp blade. Amazingly! I felt literal goosebumps tingling all over my glowing skin. Then the pastor hurriedly ran over to where I stood, her face displaying utter astonishment. Over the glory cloud appearing. Why! She had never seen anything in this proportion. Her speech quickly becoming charged up like a motor boat moving full speed ahead. The words spoken were given with such dynamics uttering prophetic gestures that brought profound mysteries. Then afterward pastor’s voice began calming down into a slower pitch, trying desperately to retain her composer. She said, Sister Debra, the Holy Spirit is prompting me to tell you there is a translation coming in your much-near future. Now seriously that was the most eerie dialogue I had ever heard; a translocation for me was incomprehensible. Now during all this transition pastor never once considered, wavering her position expressing genuine passion. If God spoke, Translation then take him at his word. For quite surely, he has the perfect season, and timing, to graciously bring things into fruition. Then to my surprise the prophetic utterances continued to take precedence, ringing audibly in my ear, encroaching upon sequential order like streams of vibrant gushing waters. Again, pastor said, Sister Debra, you are a mysterious woman of unique character, being that you have been chosen and set apart by God for a meaningful purpose, and no one will be able to figure your mind out. Then she continued, Great is the mysteries of godliness… And there is no good thing that he will uphold from them that walk upright before him (Psalm 86: 11). This prophetic word given was so refreshing, it was like a cool drink of lemonade. Then pastor suddenly made a quantum leap pressing her huge anointed hands on my forehead to seal the binding promises. Why! Immediately, I felt the transferring bolts of electrical currents powerfully surging. There was not a regular extinguisher that could put out the supernatural fires of the Holy Spirit that brought in great dunamis power enflaming! My internal spirit. So until I screamed to the top of my high-pitch resonated voice, as the tiny frame of my body shook with fear and trembling, suddenly crashing into the hardwood grain of the floor, while instantly falling slain in the spirit, I was feeling extremely helpless, not quickly to take recourse. Then I literally heard a loud popping sound like a cork on the bottle, shooting off, then emptying out. I realize now that when the silver cord breaks, that is what ultimately separates the body from the spirit. (Eccl. 4:12) Meanwhile, my soul was being supernaturally forced out of the cavity of my anatomy… Amazingly, this would be the experience in which I would interpret as soul shifting. What a remarkable way of seeing the deeper things of the spirit. The scholars prefer calling this transition, out-of-body delayed, and other’s give claims to a near death or passing over. The prophetic words clearly stated that at the set appointed time, translocation would fully manifest, which symbolically means travelling airborne from one previous locale to another realm. Departed Earth and translated home… shorter version see death. However, miraculous as it may seem, the precious soul is escaping being translated into the kingdom of God. Then shall the dust return to the earth, as it was, and the spirit shall return to God who gave it (Eccl 12:7). So this is the avenue, a clear pathway, into the light of entrance. For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ so that everyone may receive what is done in the body whether it is good or bad. Who has delivered us from the powers of darkness and translated us into the kingdom of his dear Son? (Col 1: 13). For all the saints that die in the faith should be saluted and given a home going celebration sending off. Because they fought a good fight, kept the faith, and finished their course. And now laid away for them is a crown of life. This should be a celebration of a commemorative day, rejoicing like the saints of old, when a comrade has gone home passing from this present world. Singing their home-going song: Some glad morning when this life is over, I’ll fly away to a home where God’s celestial shore. I’ll fly away I’ll fly away O’ glory I’ll fly away when I die halleluyah! bye and bye I’ll fly away. Precious in the sight of God is the death of his saints (Psalm 116: 15). Why! Sudden death, sudden glory. Our Heavenly Father is well cognitive of our situation on earth and hurls a storm of eternal hope into the consecrated hearts of every born-again spirit-filled believer in Yahushua. That in the wake of the breaking away of the body and soul we do not have to become fearful. Why! This became the vantage point when Yahushua single handedly ransomed saints from the power of the grave (Hos 13:14). That eternal life was given now we can boast o’ grave where is your victory o’ death where is your sting. Only those for a long time have acquainted themselves with sin and denied Yahushua’s existence for centuries will be eternally feeling the tangible sting rays of death and a fire that never quenches. Sadly enough, the rebels who shout obscenities, stiff-necks, that declare they are atheists, and those that are abominable in nature who refute to revere our God. I want you to sincerely know you are putting your life in Jeopardy. The scripture quotes, The way of life is above to the wise that he may depart from hell beneath" (Prv 15:24). There is a safety net only provided for every spirit-filled believer in Yahushua. For God is our God forever and ever: He will be our guide even unto death (Ps 48:14).

CHAPTER 2

The Second Heaven

It was also revealing that I was called away to heaven, soul flying accompanied by two brilliant angels holding tightly underneath both their armpits. There I was literally travelling space forty going north. Like the old folks down south verbally expressed. When emancipation finally came, the captors begin fastly migrating north, seeking to find a safe haven. Surprisingly, that’s sort of how I felt. Finally, my soul feeling entirely liberated, destined for heaven with a weightless body. I consider myself navigating in flight, soaring like a beautiful bumblebee. Oh, how blessed I am to see myself speaking metaphorically. It just all ties in with nature. The laws and physics state that aerodynamically, the bumblebee is not supposed to Fly. Why? Because it has a wide body and short wings. She does not know she flies all over the place, reaching goals that other’s think are impossible. Bumblebees don’t accept limitations and carry their lives to greater heights. Now