I just got home from my first in person healing encounter. I am floored. Literally dropped to the floor by the Holy Spirit and figuratively. I’m still looking for words to do the experience justice. Wow...wow...wow...Jesus! I’ve had mixed emotions all day. Emotional overload from writing, from learning that my gram has passed away via text message early this morning, well yesterday now, from feeling the effects of the anniversary of my Uncle’s suicide November 1st 2016. Mixed emotions about a thousand different things have been flooding me all day. Making me want to stay home or not make the drive out there. I am so glad I overcame the emotional and mental opposition and went to that service. One thing was made completely clear to me tonight. Jesus saves! I’ll gather words soon. I just don’t have them right now. Jesus!!!!
You know, it's hard when you're growing and walking things out in this life. We look at the world and we point out what's wrong, or what needs changed but we don't realize that the change within us is the most important change needed of all. The Lord took me to a hallway today. The rooms were all white. In the first room I saw myself about 5 years old. I had crayons and paint and I was dancing to music, painting and coloring these beautiful pictures on the walls. I was praising the Lord and singing as loud as I could. In the second room I was a teenager. I was sitting at a desk. I had colored pencils lined up distinctly in a row, sorted by color. I was coloring on a piece of white paper making a neat picture of a hillside. On top of the hill sat a small white church with a view of the sunset. I had head phones on, jamming out the inside while my composure was quiet and still. In the third room I was in my 20's. I was seated at a dining table. I had a canvas and p...
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