PAGING JESUS THE CHRIST! PAGING JESUS THE CHRIST!
"Will The Real Jesus Please Stand Up"
Telling the world who Jesus truly is
My Search For The Messiah Of God
THE NIGHT I MET THE GREAT "I AM"
In a small room, about 8x6 in size, I fell down on my knees beside a little half bed in one corner of the room. The only other thing in there was a small dresser at the foot of the bed. The past few month I had spent in this room was the loneliness of my life. Yet this night was deemed to be the most awesome night of my life.
I knelt beside the bed for quite a long time, I think, and my mind seemed to be blank. I didn't know what to say. So-out loud I said, "God, here I am!" Even with my eyes close I could feel a great darkness in the room; and I was afraid to open my eyes. For a moment I thought Satan had come in the room, but the darkness I felt did not give me the feeling that it was something evil; it gave me the feeling of being in the presence of something, or someone, Holy and powerful. Suddenly I felt great, fierce anger all around me. I have never felt anything like it. It pressed upon me like a giant mountain that was getting larger and larger, heavier and heavier. I began to sob, great swelling sobs, and they felt like they were tearing my insides out. In my mind I wanted to get up and run from the room, and just keep on running--but I couldn't. It seemed that I was frozen to the spot where I was kneeling. I was so afraid I though my heart would beat out of my chest! I thought it was about ready to explode inside me! I tried with all my might to draw away from the presence of that anger. I began to scream at what seem like the top of my lungs--"Oh God forgive me!" "Oh God help me!" "On God please save me!" "God,Please take this away; I can't stand anymore!" When I came to myself I was under that little bed I slept on. It appears I truly was trying to get away from His presence. But you can't run so far, and you can't hide so well, that He won't find you!
When He began lifting His anger from me; and I felt the removal of it, I began to cry, and I cried and cried. I couldn't speak, all I could do was cry. All the things I had done in my life that was unpleasing to Him, I relived. Every person I had used or misused, hurt or was cruel to, I saw. Every ugly thing I had ever said or though, I heard. My Husband and my family was brought to my vision and I re-lived all the horrible things I had said to my husband, and the things I should have done for my family that I didn't do. I thought to myself, --"Is God showing me this; or is Satan accusing me?" I knew in my heart that even if Satan was accusing me, it was an accurate accusation. I began to go though every thing I could remember about my life, and I was willing to be shown the horribleness of it, and as they came to my mind I would ask God to forgive me for what I had done, and the way I had lived and deceived everyone; even my closest friends and family.
It seemed that I was there, before the Lord, for hours. I really don't know how long it was; but after confessing every wrong thing that came to my mind, and asking for His forgivness, He let me know that I had been given that forgivness by filling me with such a feeling of His love--it is indescribable. I have never known the anger and wrath of the Lord as I did that night; and I never want to know it again. Even with all His anger shown--the Love He poured out on me that night is still with me today; and I pray it will stay forever.
God introduced me to His precious Word that night and I fell in love with Him. I love Him as my very being, my breath, my life, my hope. The Word of God, called "Jesus" by the Christian and "Yeshua" by the believing Jew; has become my life. He opened the bible to me that night in ways that I never saw before; and gave me insight to the scriptures that astound me more everyday. He caused a hunger in my heart that grows more as the days go by; and the longing for His return is stronger in me today than it was in all the years I tried to serve Him before this night. I pray for opportunities to tell everyone I meet about the awesomeness of our Savior, The Word of God! Jesus is so much more than what we are being taught in our sunday schools; or heard from our pulpits.
On the next page I will attempt to tell you who, I believe, the bible says Jesus is. He is not only the begotten, unique Son of God; He is the "WORD" of God made flesh. He is the "I AM" born into the world; and He is so much more. The key to truly knowing the real Jesus is to know what it means to be the "Word of God made flesh". If you are interested just click on the globe---for
The Rest Of The Story
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PAGING JESUS THE CHRIST! PAGING JESUS THE CHRIST!
"Will The Real Jesus Please Stand Up"
My Search For The Messiah Of God
THE NIGHT I MET THE GREAT "I AM"
In a small room, about 8x6 in size, I fell down on my knees beside a little half bed in one corner of the room. The only other thing in there was a small dresser at the foot of the bed. The past few month I had spent in this room was the loneliness of my life. Yet this night was deemed to be the most awesome night of my life.
I knelt beside the bed for quite a long time, I think, and my mind seemed to be blank. I didn't know what to say. So-out loud I said, "God, here I am!" Even with my eyes close I could feel a great darkness in the room; and I was afraid to open my eyes. For a moment I thought Satan had come in the room, but the darkness I felt did not give me the feeling that it was something evil; it gave me the feeling of being in the presence of something, or someone, Holy and powerful. Suddenly I felt great, fierce anger all around me. I have never felt anything like it. It pressed upon me like a giant mountain that was getting larger and larger, heavier and heavier. I began to sob, great swelling sobs, and they felt like they were tearing my insides out. In my mind I wanted to get up and run from the room, and just keep on running--but I couldn't. It seemed that I was frozen to the spot where I was kneeling. I was so afraid I though my heart would beat out of my chest! I thought it was about ready to explode inside me! I tried with all my might to draw away from the presence of that anger. I began to scream at what seem like the top of my lungs--"Oh God forgive me!" "Oh God help me!" "On God please save me!" "God,Please take this away; I can't stand anymore!" When I came to myself I was under that little bed I slept on. It appears I truly was trying to get away from His presence. But you can't run so far, and you can't hide so well, that He won't find you!
When He began lifting His anger from me; and I felt the removal of it, I began to cry, and I cried and cried. I couldn't speak, all I could do was cry. All the things I had done in my life that was unpleasing to Him, I relived. Every person I had used or misused, hurt or was cruel to, I saw. Every ugly thing I had ever said or though, I heard. My Husband and my family was brought to my vision and I re-lived all the horrible things I had said to my husband, and the things I should have done for my family that I didn't do. I thought to myself, --"Is God showing me this; or is Satan accusing me?" I knew in my heart that even if Satan was accusing me, it was an accurate accusation. I began to go though every thing I could remember about my life, and I was willing to be shown the horribleness of it, and as they came to my mind I would ask God to forgive me for what I had done, and the way I had lived and deceived everyone; even my closest friends and family.
It seemed that I was there, before the Lord, for hours. I really don't know how long it was; but after confessing every wrong thing that came to my mind, and asking for His forgivness, He let me know that I had been given that forgivness by filling me with such a feeling of His love--it is indescribable. I have never known the anger and wrath of the Lord as I did that night; and I never want to know it again. Even with all His anger shown--the Love He poured out on me that night is still with me today; and I pray it will stay forever.
God introduced me to His precious Word that night and I fell in love with Him. I love Him as my very being, my breath, my life, my hope. The Word of God, called "Jesus" by the Christian and "Yeshua" by the believing Jew; has become my life. He opened the bible to me that night in ways that I never saw before; and gave me insight to the scriptures that astound me more everyday. He caused a hunger in my heart that grows more as the days go by; and the longing for His return is stronger in me today than it was in all the years I tried to serve Him before this night. I pray for opportunities to tell everyone I meet about the awesomeness of our Savior, The Word of God! Jesus is so much more than what we are being taught in our sunday schools; or heard from our pulpits.
On the next page I will attempt to tell you who, I believe, the bible says Jesus is. He is not only the begotten, unique Son of God; He is the "WORD" of God made flesh. He is the "I AM" born into the world; and He is so much more. The key to truly knowing the real Jesus is to know what it means to be the "Word of God made flesh". If you are interested just click on the globe---forThe Rest Of The Story
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