Visits From Jesus Christ

He came to me in a marvelous way when I was 49 years old.   I was sitting in the dark in my yard, in a yard swing.   I was praying, maybe more like talking to Him.   And He came to me.   I was weeping and crying to Him.   He came, like an answer on the wind.

He first appeared as a light at the edge of my hair.   As I was trying to brush the light away, He revealed himself to me.   I knew it was Jesus.   I kept weeping.   He than told me, as in my spirit, "I am here.   You need me.   I am beside you always.   When you were a wee girl I carried you.   I am with you always."

He told me and I am here to testify that JESUS CHRIST IS AS REAL TODAY AS HE WAS OVER 2000 YEARS AGO.   My life has not been the same.   As I came inside the house I told everyone there about Him coming to me.   My mother died a few minutes later.

Now  when I talk to him I can see him.   Sometimes when I see Him He is on a hilltop, sometimes in a valley, sometimes with Him is young boy dressed all in white with a white kippah on his head, sometimes a lamb.   He talks to me everyday.

In troubled times I always get a sign.   It is the light at the edge of my hair, the same that came when I was 49 years old.