Become a Fan
By Prentis Goodwin
Sunday, August 02, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
When Jesus Calls us home
When Jesus Calls Us Home
Last night I drifted off to asleep around three am, I had been so restless with matters that consumed my life lately. I was nothing moor than a victim of shallow jagged breaths. After laying down I just collapsed It was not like any other time I had fallen to sleep because somewhere in the night before the morning I must have drifted to far away. I was in a place I can't describe. There were voices singing a bounty of songs to beautiful music but, I could not see anyone. It was paradise, this out standing heavenly place with tons of everything I knew nothing about it was all so unbelievable. I found myself lost and trying to find my way after a while I gave in and followed my heart. Out of no where I could hear a tender voice call out to me she said her name was angel speaking in such a soft tone I trusted her when she held out her hand and said, "I know where you need to be".
As we walked along I learned she was made up of nothing less than the holy spirit she was so pure as if to be the mother Mary from the bible
as we wondered along side by side I could see she was as soft upon her feet as the clouds in the never ending blue sky that stretched out before the heavens. She led me across a valley to a little log home that rested beside a peaceful green Forrest with flowers and woven vines hanging all along the porch stepping closer to the house looking back I could tell my angel was no longer with me. She had simply faded away with the same charm as was noticed when she arrived. I began to wonder if she was ever really there at all. It was then I saw "LOVE" dancing around inside the tiny log home
there was a wood fire crackling in the chimney I could smell the sweet aroma of the oak wood as it drifted up and away from the cottage. On the other side of the room I noticed a table set for two.
Love was so happy and smiling, she was dressed in a long cotton gown with her beautiful long hair pinned a top of her head. As my heart started to pound a feeling came over me that I had reached the end of my life's journey. It somehow didn't matter, I had found inner peace like never before the connection between love's and my soul was a given we were destine always, there was never a beginning,
and to say with a shortness of words so narrow, yet so defined I say with all truth, there was and never would be an appointment for an ending. As I watched through the large picture window that over looked a beautiful valley full of thick green trees there was without a dough a well orchestrated communication between the light and darkness that allowed the rays of sunshine to somehow find there way bouncing in and out between the shimmering branches of the tall trees with a strong desire to reach the bottom of a crystal clear pond with only one purpose, to reveal the colors of the past years leaves that had fallen and now lay softly preserved sheltering the tiny fish that had made there homes from them. Nature would have it no other way in this blessed world. Flowing onward was a rumbling river with the deepest colors only an artist with a humble soul could process the gentleness in every stroke of the brush to give it life. There was also soft grass that grew along each side of the river
reaching far beyond my Imagination waving back and forth in such a manner I could almost see what touches all but leaves no finger prints coming to and passing away with no color and no substance but truly always welcome "The wind" I then wondered how could all this be, and who hath the right to expose the gifts of heaven to me. At that moment a cooling breeze rushed in from a pail evening sky and pushed back the hair from my face. It was then I knew all my sins were forgiven I had been consumed by the grace of the almighty God I then fell upon my knees and cried out thank you “lord God” I was then reborn and allowed to forget everything good and evil I ever knew about the life and the world I had once lived in.
Slowly, I stepped upon the little wood porch that extended the front boundary of the small home as I reached out and tapped on the door,
there was a moment where time stood still, and then the sweetest voice called out, who is it?. I then spoke and said, it is I “Prentis”
Without wasting another minute "LOVE" opened the door, happy tears filled her eye's like millions of little diamonds bursting with excitement she said to me. Where have you been, I have been so worried that you wouldn't make it home.
If this is how it is when God calls his people home, I for one want to go in my sleep.
There is a place of love and peace where all things are good and sin and hunger are no more. I now know this to be true .
My father in heaven would never tell me wrong.
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|Reviewed by Danny Johnson SR
|This story is an example of where your beautiful love songs that touch a heart with its tenderness and the love songs to our Lord that also move our hearts with the special way you can sing your feelings. If this is a true vision it is because you are a blessed man whose heart is dedicated to his Lord. Thanks