Tonight the Lord gave me this vision. I saw myself laying on a cross face down. I am laying over the Lord. I can feel His breath and the rise and fall of His chest. It is shallow and labored at best. He is shuddering as He draws each breath and still He carries the weight of my body on His. He was the only thing keeping me from falling through that cross to the other side. He was blocking me. I hear Him say, "Father forgive them for they know not what they do." And I fell back to the foot of the cross that was now standing ahead of me. I saw myself weeping and weeping. Weeping while He gasped for His next breath. I looked up and His eyes met mine and at that moment His heart burst forth from within and rivers of water and blood came flowing down on me. I saw Him being picked up and suspended above me. His arms stretched out as if He was still on the cross. And I saw His WINGS of Love hovering over me. I saw myself weeping again, even while He rose...I wept. I was inundated with a REVEALED LOVE that showed me my own sin. But His face never turned from mine, not once...not even once. His eyes captured mine and every fear vanished, every pain kept its peace, every thought taken captive by His gaze. And suddenly He glowed with the gold of a thousand temples. He stretched Himself across the skies and His brilliance filled the heavens. He was in His blanket of lights, heavenly lights of all colors and shapes. And yet it seemed as if He had never moved and I was still laying completely dependent upon His chest and could hear His heart...but now it ROCKED the heavens. And all creation kept time to its beat. "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty!" "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty!" "Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty!" It was His heart from the beginning to bless me. The need to weep was gone with the sin that had marked my existence. The rhythmic rise and fall of His heart ordered the universe and yet comforted my soul. I could hear the impassioned beat of His Presence. It brought life in me with each passing surge. It is so loud...it speaks of security; it anchors my soul. It is like a mother caressing lightly the hair of her child, until the gentle nuzzling lulls the child to sleep. Time ceased to exist and His heart pulsing became my reality. And in all this His eyes never left mine. I was a part of His creation, formed and shaped in LOVE, but sustained by a heart of GRACE that brought a level of completeness I had never known.. And as quickly as it came...it left...and I heard the Spirit of the Living God say in me "Seek my face and you will always know my heart."
As shown to revdlj by the Spirit |
