Translation from Spanish
I am the great Alpha and the great Omega, says the Father.
Mandala: I see that Christ is the Alpha and the Omega, but the great Alpha and the great Omega are even greater than Christ. I see a huge letter Omega, and inside it, another Omega.
He is in Me, and I am in Him, says the Father. We are equal, but we are not the same.
Mandala: Now I see part of the Lord Jesus’ chest. I can’t see His head above or His legs below—just His chest, from the side. And inside His chest, I see the presence of the Father, or rather, the light of the Father, as if the Father were within Him. There’s a light in His chest, but it’s not His own—it’s the Father’s.
At the same time, I see a light in the Father’s chest. In this vision, the Father stands before the Son: on the right is the Son, facing the Father, and on the left is the Father, looking at His Son from a slightly higher place. Then I understand that within the Father’s chest is the Son. One is inside the other, at the same time.
I also see a number 8 lying on its side, like the infinity symbol, stretched over both of them. This symbol is made of flowing gold, like liquid gold shining with light. It’s a constant stream, always moving between them. And I hear:
And I hear: We are united. We are inseparable.
And this sideways 8, where you can see the current of golden liquid, changes size depending on how close or far the Lord Jesus is from the Father. When He draws near to where the Father sits on His throne, the symbol shrinks because the Lord is closer. When He turns and walks away, the symbol grows and stretches.
This means the connection always remains and never changes. I see the 8 get smaller as the two come together, and when the Lord Jesus steps to the right while the Father stays seated on the throne, the symbol stretches between them to keep them always connected. There’s never a break in this bond, and the intensity of this liquid golden light flowing between them in the form of a sideways 8—the infinity symbol—never fades. And this verse comes to mind:
[Romans 8:38-39] 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 creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Just as the love between the Father and the Son makes them inseparable, I understand that the love between the disciple and the Lord Jesus also makes us inseparable from Him.
I also see a sideways 8, like the infinity symbol, between the Lord Jesus and a disciple. But the color from the disciple to the Lord Jesus is a duller, dirtier gold; it’s gold, but it doesn’t shine like the one I described before. It looks dimmer, more faded. It’s not as pure as the one that flows between the Father and the Son.
The Lord Jesus urges us, as disciples, to work on the purity of our love for Him, so that this liquid gold flowing between Him and us will be purer—in other words, so our love for Him will be purer.
The Lord makes me understand that some people have a purer love than others. There’s a love of greater purity, and a love of lesser purity. And I understand that the Lord Jesus invites His disciples to strive for a greater love for Him. I see a gold bar with an impurity—a piece of another metal or a stone, something dark, stuck inside it.
I understand that when the liquid gold cooled, it was contaminated by this impurity, which lessens the value of the bar; it’s not flawless. And now, since the bar formed this way, this contamination can’t be removed easily, because once the liquid gold cooled, the impurity and the gold fused together in the same bar. You’d have to put a strong fire under the gold bar so it starts to soften and becomes liquid again—then you can remove the impurity.
Many complain when I turn up the heat to purify them, says the Lord Jesus. Few are grateful and content. Few are satisfied when I remove the contaminations and the things that spoil the gold bar.
Mandala: I’m hearing the word “unsellable.” This means that a gold bar with impurities isn’t fit for sale. It can’t be traded in that state, because it’s worth much less and doesn’t meet the purity required for trading.
Now I see a vault in a heavenly bank, with massive metal gates, where countless gold bars are stored. These bars are perfect, orderly, and spotless, and I understand they represent people.
Unlike in the previous vision, I don’t see a single gold bar with any contamination, black spot, stone, or other metal. Not one is misshapen, chipped, broken, or cracked. They’re all flawless. Every gold bar meets the standard of purity required to be part of this heavenly treasury.
Long to reach this purity, says the Lord Jesus. Long to be as pure as the gold bars already stored in My Father’s reserves. I observe the desires of men. I weigh the desires of men.
Mandala: I see how the Lord Jesus looks into people’s hearts, watching their desires and wishes—whether they want something good or something evil, whether they harbor revenge, envy, or ill will toward someone else, hoping they’ll suffer, get sick, or that something bad will happen to them.
I understand that, whether a person’s wish comes true or not, the Lord Jesus weighs the desires of men. Still, the Lord Jesus keeps weighing them.
Long to reach this purity, says the Lord, like these pure gold bars, with a pure love.
Mandala: I understand that, at the beginning of the vision, when I saw the Father on the left looking at the Son on the right, the liquid gold flowing between them represents a total love, a perfect love, a pure love. I also see that the desire of the Lord Jesus is for us to walk in, breathe in, and live in pure love. The Lord expects us to choose to reach this goal, to move toward this pure and perfect love. It’s a decision we have to make.
[Matthew 5:48] Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect.
Man seeks perfection in many things, but rarely in love. I see how people look for the perfect house, the perfect meal, the perfect car, the perfect partner—even the perfect watch. They examine it and demand that it be flawless. They look at each other, women at men and men at women, searching for this kind of worldly perfection. But few require themselves to walk in perfect love. Few make the effort to walk in pure love. Few seek to develop a heart capable of loving perfectly. They spend more time searching for the perfect house, the perfect partner, or the perfect car.
I hear: Come to your senses. Don’t be hypocrites.
Mandala: I see a person, on a sunny day, stepping out of a luxury car, dressed in expensive clothes, an elegant and impressive watch, everything spotless: shirt, velvet jacket, and costly shoes. On the outside, this man looks perfectly neat and clean, but inside, in his chest where the heart is, there’s a dark mass, like a burnt potato or a lump of black coal. It’s rotten, ugly, corrupt, and contaminated. You can tell it’s a wicked heart.
It’s wiser to develop a pure heart, like gold, than to waste your time matching outfits, because if the heart isn’t made right, appearances don’t matter.