I had a friend share with me an encounter she had where she was on a battleship with the Lord. A few days ago, I closed my eyes and saw a battleship – maybe the same one, I’m not sure but this is what unfolded before me…
I found myself standing on a massive battleship with Jesus. We walked the deck and then He led me into different areas with all kinds of supplies. One room was filled with bags of blood. For the wounded, needing life. The next room had tools – scalpels, needles, I saw thread for stitches. Sometimes there’s surgery needed, to remove spiritual disease and tumors. Our God is such a gracious surgeon, who is exact and precise and knows exactly what’s needed and when surgery should be done.
Then we entered a strange room. A room filled with rocks. Piles and piles of rocks. I was so confused. The blood bags made sense, the surgeon’s tools made sense, but rocks? When I walked into the room, the rocks were white and smooth – no markings. But Jesus took one and turned it around. It had a name on it. I immediately thought of Revelation 2:17, “I will… give you a white stone. Upon this stone, a new name is engraved. No one knows this name except for it’s recipient.” Now it made sense. Why the rocks were turned so I could not see all the names. “No one knows the name….”
When the Lord does surgery, when he fills us with life, when we come to Him for healing, He gives us a new name. Engraved on a stone, that no one knows but the one that it was given too. When we enter broken, we leave healed. With a new name.