The end of November, 2022 we traveled to Petra, knowing it wasn’t just a tourist site but an exploration for a future need. Several prophetic words matched what I heard that we were to enter via the backroad instead of the tourist trail.
So our driver brought us to a sheik who drove us to an open truck which carried us along what some might call a trail, certainly not a road, to the foothills. From there we were told it was only a 40 minute hike to the monastery.
Climbing those stairs wasn’t easy and two times I almost fainted. So we rested often and Richard, concerned for my health offered to turn back. But then I’d get a burst of energy and continued to make declarations and sing over this place until the next uphill battle.
We’d prayed the night before and Richard had seen a white mountain. While coming around another spectacular view we spied a white mountain! That became the turning point because that’s when I was ready to give up and go back but this time Richard was sure we’d make it.
In the final hour all the young people we encountered, hiking from the monastery, reported it was only 10 minutes away – that happened 4 times!
At last we arrived! It was a victory that was greatly rewarded by our encounter with two young Bedouins who offered to bring us down the mountain on their donkeys. I can’t go into detail but benefited greatly from this journey as I asked nonstop questions which my guide cheerfully answered. Now I can see how this place could serve as a place of refuge.
At the bottom of the hill we were offered a choice to proceed through the tourist sites or ride back to our guides’ Bedouin village – you surely know what option we chose as we’d been instructed from before the journey to take the backroads!
And now I understand and have begun to pray into Matthew 24:20-22…
After returning to the hotel I viewed the map of Petra and realized why we weren’t allowed to go through the tourist area, where one of the highlights is the “High Place of Sacrifice” where ancient “religious ceremonies” took place.
That night I had a dream that a friend and I went up and fired some kind of red flaming arrow/torch at that place in the Spirit.