12-15-17 I’m sitting at a highly polished, wooden table with Jesus. And he’s serving me. He’s bringing me a cup and saucer and I’m bewildered, Shouldn’t I serve you? No, I serve you. I always have. I am just bewildered. I’m looking quizzically with my brow furrowed. Then he says “well I can sit down and the angels can serve us”. So he sits down, and the angels serve us. They’re bringing cups…

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