I wanted to share a life changing vision I had years ago. One that was given to me for me...Please forgive some of my wordings, I wanted to remain honest on the sharing..
This particular vision is one that offended my senses and changed everything I had ever learned and believed, it is a vision of sudden betrayal that snatched away everything I thought I knew. Please know that when I say "vision" it was as if I was drawn into another place outside of time, the room I was in did not seem to exist anymore, it felt more real than me sitting here typing..
The emotion and energy that triggered this vision was "aloneness", not my own aloneness but the Lord's...I was overwhelmed with a sense that the Lord was off in a far away place all alone. The first thing deemed not good was that the man should be alone..how did the Lord God know this to be true? from experience? My heart broke with the thought of any being stuck out and far away all alone..
I heard the question put to me, "will you come out here with me?"
I broke down under that request and answered back, "I'm too afraid to, can't you come here and be with all of us? I told the truth, I said you know me, I've never known anything but here and I'm so afraid, it would break my heart just as bad to leave all those I love behind here just like it is riping my heart out to think you're out there alone, and I asked again, Can't you please come here?"
At that point the room and floor dropped away, I have no clue where I was but I saw a huge line of people leading out and away into the distance and I wondered where all of them were going, they were quiet and in a straight line slowly moving toward something...
The scene changed and I found myself standing in the front of that line, when I turned my head to see where all the people in line were at, everything behind me went into black darkness, the people had disappeared, I turned to look at what was before me, it was a shrouded image of one hanging on a cross and when I tried to look past that image the darkness was thicker and I could see nothing. I was in such confusion that I couldn't think or even begin to speak when I heard a voice come from behind this image of the cross..
This voice asked me if I was the one that put his son there, my mind went into a whirlwind of trying to figure out if I was the one that put him there, I found myself stuttering with I...I...I...until finally I said "I don't know"
I heard the one hanging on the cross speak to me, he said thank you, then the scene changed and I was the one hanging on the cross and the image that said thank you was standing in the edge of my peripheral vision where I could not make out anything of his features but just enough to know he was still there..
My mind flooded with the memory of my earlier tears and the first question put to me, "will you come out here with me", my mind immediately went to thoughts of "I was betrayed!" He used my emotions of love and concern to betray me. Standing off beside me, he seemed to hear my thoughts and He whispered, "Don't worry, if you did a good job at spreading the gospel and crying out desperately for others to follow then your time here will be short, at this point I'm thinking OH NO! did I teach or preach? what did I do and say? Then he said don't worry, I'm sure someone will come along and when they do..just say "thank you". I realized then that the line was leading to a slaughter and the sword to slaughter was simply saying thank you...to get myself down I was now required to kill the next person in line, I was now required to betray them to free myself...I thought God had betrayed me. At this point I could no longer glimpse his image to the side of me anymore, I was crying so hard and felt totally abandoned, thoughts of my kids, my parents and friends tore at my heart, I was overwhelmed with feelings that I would never be with them again and that this was it, this is where it all lead to! Nowhere! Trapped all alone out in nowhere. Then I remembered how he said I could get myself down from there, I felt sick at that thought and I knew I couldn't do it, through my tears I cried out with disgust and anger and I told the one behind me in the darkness to go screw himself! I wouldn't do it, I would hang there for all eternity if that's what it took and every time someone appeared before me I WOULD NOT SPEAK ONE WORD! and when there was no one before me I would cry out continually at him and he could spend all eternity listening to my mouth pour it out at him, but I will not kill another to free myself, I couldn't and I knew he knew that.
I sensed him standing next to me closer this time and he asked me what was to be done and before I could answer, he said there is only one body of flesh here, but yet there is the two of us, will you leave me here all alone? Before I realized what I had done, the words "no, of course not, we can share this one body" slipped past my lips..
The scene changed and I had a sense that I was moving away, I could still sense him with me but where exactly he was/is I can't place him, but I know he is there. I heard him whisper to look back before we go and I turned my head, the cross was empty, there was no one there and as I stared on I asked, "did I just sell my soul to the devil?" I could sense a
as he remained quiet..
I was so relieved when my floor and the walls to the room came back, I found myself sitting in my chair whispering and begging "no more, please, no more"
I for one will not have any hurt feelings or feel cheated in any way if I never have to experience visions again!
After I came out of this vision I had an overwhelming sense of fear and anxiety, the thought of ever speaking another word that had anything to do with God again scared me into feeling physically sick, I would break out shaking and sweating, the nausea was too much! When I would hear others talking about it I would panic and my mind would be screaming STOP! you don't realize what you're doing STOP! Please, please, please!
This one scripture held me silent on the subject for a really long time,
He that leadeth into captivity shall go into captivity: he that killeth with the sword must be killed with the sword. Here is the patience and the faith of the saints.
We do our best leading and killing with words...
But her end is bitter as wormwood, sharp as a twoedged sword.
one edge of the sword is good words, spoke with good intentions and the other edge is bad words spoke with not so good intentions...but remember it is one sword, no matter which way you swing it...it's going to hurt! How do you spend your whole life never speaking of God? Am I suppose to remain forever silent? Some don't mind the thought and have no problem to lead with their words without ever stopping to consider, that's okay too, but for me..the cross was empty when I left it and I can live with myself knowing that...