Word/thoughts/visions/dreams from the Lord

Well, I asked and God answered. I asked for a place to share all that he has given me. And this seems like the perfect place to me. This first post is a vision I had years ago. I hope that it blesses someone. Its been so long since Ive written most of these I have to go find them again. I am so excited to be sharing them with the people of God. I am not trying to promote myself or anything. I just wanna share. So Im not trying to offend anyone.

I promised that today I would start sharing the prophetic visions and dreams that God has given me over the years.  Some of them are beautiful and others are downright scary. But I dont believe God gave them to me to keep to myself. So here goes. This first is a vision I had one morning on my way to the grocery store. I decided to write it up and save it for the right time.

 A patch of heaven

How do you paint a picture without brushes. The image is in your mind and the canvas is ready.  All the colors you will need are readily available.  But you lack the tools with which to make your vision come alive.  Or better yet, how do you fully explain something to someone without the use of your mouth.  THe other person is lost without the addage of descriptive terms, and no matter how much you wave your hands and move your body to try to explain, the full meaning of your message is lost.  Yet, this is exactly what God wants me to do.  Explain his heavenly beauty without proper tools. Yes, I have a pen, paper and the moment. But the words, the perfect words are impish compared to the true beauty of the finished work.  I am getting ahead of myself, so let me try to use the tools I have to explain what it is I'm talking about. 

While watching T.V. one night I saw a commercial for the nbewest addition to the Disney movie library.  In the commercial I saw a phrase that said "patch of heaven." Shown very quickly and then gone.  However, it was enough to make me think.  How woulda patch of heaven really look.  THen, before I could have another thought, I had asked God in my heart to show me what a "patch of heaven" would look like.  Yes, I tried to visualize it in my head. I remembered the enchanting description of heaven given in the bible. Then, I tried to use those images to visualize this holy place.  You can imagine how futile my attempt was.  Our minds cannot fathom such a perfect place. So, I prayed again and gave the issue to God.  You know just like he told us to do.  Little did I know that God intended to answer that prayer much quicker than I could imagine.  After a late night of T.V., phone conversations, reading and prayer I finally fell asleep.  Almost forgetting the prayer I had sent up to God earlier that evening.  It was early the next morning, a little after 6am.  Usually when I wake up this early on a Saturday morning I just go right back to sleep, figuring I wake up early because that's the time I get up everyday of the week because my body is used to getting up at that time and naturally wakes up by itself.  But this time was different.  I was not groggy and I sat up in bed as if I had somewhere in particular to go.  By now, I realized that it was God who woke me up this early. So, He must have something to say or show me.  So, after a quick prayer I threw on some clothes and rushed out the door, having no idea what God had in store for me.  When I got in the car I decided that I would go to the grocery store to pick up some things I needed.  I figured if God woke me up, He knew where he wanted me to go and would redirect me accordingly.  To my surprise, I never made it out of the parking lot.  It is my daily morning routine to greet God personally before I leave my parking lot in the morning  by saying hello to his sunrise.  I do this because I am apreciative of the the new day that God has given me.  And as each sunrise is as different as each day is I view a sunrise as a personal greeting from God also.  So, as usual I turned my head to the left to say hello before heading out.  But when I looked, I saw something entirely different.  IN the sunrise was something else. I closed my eyes and shook my head to make sure I wasnt seeing things. But there it was. Situated inside the sunrise was a "patch of heaven." So majestic was the sight that my first reaction after disbelief was pure awe.  I couldnt believe my own eyes yet here it was.  I saw a mountain ridge situated on the side of a beautiful lake which led to a waterfall that cascaded downward to places unknown.  God even went so far as to show me the steam that was coming up from the bottom of the waterfall,.  I saw how the light touched the snall patches of rocks inside this lake and the water that moved around the rocks.  But that wasnt the most amazing thing about the lake.  Though I looked and looked, I could not find its beginning.  It was just there flowing from nowhere. Perfect in itself.  In the middle of the lake was a small island that contained trees.  God showed me the shade the trees provided on that small island and the shadows it casted upon the lake.  Yet these images were nothing compared to the other side of the lake.  On the right side of the lake was a small beach that ran along its edge.  This beach separated a lake and waterfall from an entire ocean! The ocean was wide and vast. Its waves were calm. Nothing moved in this place except the water.  Commanded to move according to God's will alone,. I saw each wve as it came ashore crashing against the sand.  I'm not finished yet. On the other side of the beach was a vast wide landscape. It was flat and not even one stone altered its line. And most amazing of all: There was a sunrise coming up on the horizon of that vast ocean. Yes! A sunrise within a sunrise. Only God! Shining and giving a luminous glow to everything. As I mentioned before, my descriptive abilities pale in comparison to the true beauty of what I saw. But this is a vision that God allowed me to share with the world.  You would htink I'm through . You would htink that through the tears that I was now shedding I could give God a lifetime of praise. But there was one last visioin He needed me to see. On the beach I saw a figure, turned away from me. I could only see his back. But he was standing there facing the lake and the ocean with arms outstretched, as if in prayer. When I realized just who I was looking at, I yelled His name out of the car window as if He could hear me. "Jesus, Jesus!" I just repeated over and over.  As if I could run to Him and hold Him and kiss His feet and worship Him in His holy place.  But His name was the only word I could utter through my tears.  And I began to cry his name in my mind over and over.  Then as if he sensed my presence He turned His head to the left. At this, I nearly leaped from the car to run to Him, forgetting that what was in front of me  was real, but not tangible.  So, I did what any Christian who loves Jesus would do. Prayed and cried harder.  I was terrified to close my eyes for fear He nay be gone when I opened them.  Jesus knew was there, because I could sense a smile as I cried and rached out to Him through a tear soaked face as I sat in my parking lot in a still running car.  The last image God gave me in that sunrise was the most wonderful sight.  It was an example of the power and harmony of God, the Father, God the son, and God the Holy Spirit. When Jesus looked to the left the lake ran to the left. I would not have believed it had I not seen it.  The actual direction of the lake moved to the left and began cascading in a different direction.  By now, I was wild with praise in my car and early risers were driving by and staring, trying to look and see what my eyes were transfixed on.  But then God, as if sensing my loss of sanity at seeing only a "patch of heaven" of his dwelling plae, he began to slowly take it away.  Changing piece by piece so that my spiritual wyews and my human eyes could re-focus and set themselves back on earth.  And when He did this, He told me to harbor it in my heart forever and that the vision was for my eyes alone. At this, I began to cry and moan, because, how can I see something this beautiful and not tell anyone about it. So I begged and begged to be able to share what was shown to me. Altogether not understanding how utterly impossible that would be.  I hope that you could see what I saw, if only a fraction of that beauty is in your mind's eyes, then you should have a lifetime of praise.  Because even though that "patch of heaven" was too much for my eyes and body to handle, I sensed that it also belonged to me.  That I was connected to it and would be forever.  Like findinga treasure chest. You dont deserve what you found, but it is in reality yours because you found it. That's what salvation is. Its the understanding that although you dont deserve Heaven, ultimately it belongs to you because it ws you that found it through the guidance and acceptance of Jesus Christ as your Lord and Saviour,

I hope this vision adds a blessing to someone's life. In Jesus name.