by Del Hungerford

This post is a continuation of "seeing in the spirit." By providing examples, this should help you on your own journey of discovery. I'm sure that as you read these encounters, visuals come to your mind, just like your imagination is at work when reading stories in the Bible. This blog post was on another site until it was posted here in 2025. I don't remember the original date but just by reading it again, it appears to be the fall of 2015 and into the spring of 2016. 

As we learned in a previous post, our body is a living temple where we commune with God. It, too, has rooms and places for us to do that. Imagery is one way God helps us understand the concepts He's trying to teach us. When I first wrote this post, I didn't have that understanding. Therefore, I now know that this treasury room is in my heart and has been there since the beginning. It's a matter of tapping into the resources already within me. This may seem confusing at first but think about it... We are in heaven and on earth at the same time. Everything on earth is a mirror of what's in heaven so it only makes sense that "as above, so it is below." We are multi-dimensional beings!

All the rooms and spaces I mention in these encounters are all within the garden of my heart - my personal temple of intimacy with the Trinity. These two encounters take place in what I call the "treasury room of heaven" but it's probably my personal treasury room that I'm finally realizing is there. 

As I approach, the door opens so, I go in. I see chests with money falling out all over the place. Then, I look to the right and see several envelopes. One is marked “payday.” Another is marked “what the enemy stole.” I see several more envelopes with writing on them. I can see there is much more to this room than the eye can see but stop here and ask “What am I supposed to take?” Although I don’t hear an audible voice, I have a sense in my spirit that I’m to take two payday envelopes along with two “what the enemy stole” envelopes. I also “feel” through thought transfer that one of each of these envelopes is mine and the other two are for a someone whose name I hear in my thoughts.

Jesus, who is standing beside me, hands me the four envelopes with a twinkle in His eye. I can tell that this is His pleasure to do for me. Nothing is said but I feel and understand His thoughts. I also understood that I’m to go back into the realm of earth and “deliver” the envelopes.

By faith, I see myself come back and deliver two of the envelopes to the person whose name I heard. In my spirit, I see myself handing them to her spirit. Holy Spirit then speaks to me… “Go to the Bank.” Again, by faith, I go to the bank in the spirit and deposit the remaining two envelopes into my bank. I stand at the counter and hand over the envelopes to the teller, one I’ve not seen before. Her eyes open wide as she peruses the contents of the envelopes. I see cash literally pouring out of them. After some time, she finally hands me my deposit slips.

As we approach the entrance to the Treasury Room, I can see the massive arched doorway. It opens as we approach. A tall being in purple robes with a gold belt and all kinds of shining stones welcomes us. I know this is Melchizedek because he is the keeper of this room.

I’m led to the right wall by Jesus where there are many jars on shelves stuffed with rolls of bills. Jesus nods that it’s OK to take one, so, I do. I take the lid off and ask what to do.

“Hold them at the tips of your fingers,” Jesus says.

I do and the money disappears inside my fingers, soaking completely into my hands.

Jesus then leads me to a rock on the floor. After lifting it up, I see a gold bar.

“Hold it up to your belly,” instructs Jesus.

As I do this, it soaks into me through my belly. I’m then directed to the left wall where more jars are stored. They are crystal clear and upon opening one of them, I see all kinds of precious gems.

“Pull as many out as you want,” Jesus motions to me.

I then grab diamonds, rubies, sapphires, topaz, turquoise, and others I don’t recognize. I look to Jesus waiting for the instructions on how to assimilate these.

“Press them into your skin so they cover every inch of your body. Don’t leave any skin uncovered.”

As I begin to do this, each gem becomes a part of my skin. I’m reminded this is how Satan looked when he was in Heaven. After I finish, I sense that it’s time to go. Jesus and I turn around to leave, thanking Melchizedek on the way out. Although I just now realize it, Melchizedek had been with us the whole time watching and enjoying my time with Jesus.

I turn to leave with Jesus and as we stand in the doorway, the music “The Wedding” comes on. I know Jesus hears it… He takes my hand and we waltz out of the Treasury Room, back down the golden path.

Upon arriving back in my room, I know that it’s important to release what I’ve received into the atmosphere around me. I have a basic understanding of what some items I received cover and others, I know will be revealed to me at a later time.

The second experience was in January. By July, seven months later, most all of my debt was paid off. Yes, I was in the process of getting there anyway but difficulties did come along to try and keep that from happening.

Within four months of the January date, I lost one of my highest paying jobs. Not feeling that I was to go out and find another job, I waited to see how Papa wanted me to proceed. Circumstances around me got quite intense during this time, too. In fact, more intense than it had been for several years. But, I was learning how to sit on my seat of rest and function from a place of rest and peace so… what would have frosted my buttons a few months earlier where I’d have retaliated, I stayed in that place of rest and legislated the situations from my seat of rest… in Christ.

To make a long story short, Papa worked it all out, and I now have more than enough, which to the natural mind, doesn’t seem possible. In the Treasury Room, I received some provision way ahead of when it was physically needed. Out of rest, even during the midst of some tough circumstances, the promises of YHVH were handed to me. It was mine to receive that provision by faith… a choice to receive and then believe.

What can you do with this?

The best part about stories is they paint  picture. If you are in a place where finanances need to manifest that seem impossible, then practice bringing what's needed into your treasury. Oops... there's that practice word again. Go into that intimate place whether it be on a bench next to the River of Life, in a flower garden, or someplace else you enjoy spending time with Jesus. Start asking questions and wait for answers. For me, it was easier to do it while writing. I'd start to write whatever came to my mind and then it began to flow out of me. This way, I didn't judge what I was sensing, seeing, hearing, or feeling. 

I know what's in these two encounters was real because it had a positive effect on my circumstances, especially in the financial arena. It's interesting that we eventually get a new level of trials that can brings us to greater levels of authority. We're in 2025 now, many years later, and I'm met with a similar situation. Hmmm... what are the odds of that? More is being required of me just like a 6th grader has harder materials to learn than a first grader. We literally go from maturity to maturity. The key here is to embrace the trials and learn from them which launches us into greater authority as Sons of God.

If you're interested in seeing how this works, might I suggest you read two books I wrote recently that show us HOW we mature throughout our Christian walk? Here are those links so check them out! Don't be concerned with the title. The word "mystic" simply means "mystery." Here, you are learning about the mysteries of God and how they apply to you in your personal maturing process as a Son of God. 

• Maturing as a Mystic (book) by Del Hungerford
• Maturing as a Mystic (workbook) by Del Hungerford

Blessings!

Del