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Pt. 8 (Epilogue) How may one explain something that has no comparitive reference point? If, say...for a moment, you saw an automobile for the first time...how would you describe it to someone else who had not seen it? Furthermnore, how then might you explain the sensation of traveling in such a vehicle? What words could you use to describe that experience? As you think upon that you begin to understand the difficulty in finding the words to explain speaking with God face-to-face! You see, if you will go back and re-read this entire account the one single word you will find used over and over is: LIKE A stone vibrating like ripples upon a pond ...colors like old movies... looked at me like... There is no like as a reference point with God! Even in saying "like the light from the entire universe" falls so far short of what is actually experienced...there simply are no words! You would perhaps expect me to say something about walking into the light to meet the figure of a man there...that perhaps He spoke to me in the midst of that light...maybe that is true in some vague, out of the corner of your eye kind of way...but it is fleeting at best. But, here I shall try: Walking into the light; again devoid of heat...yet brighter than the sun...is like being born into the world. It is hard to focus from both the light and the effort to remian in the light. It is like being lifted up as an infant into the arms of your father (FATHER)...it is to feel love unconditionally without words ever being spoken. It is to be held in the cradle of the palm of the Almighty...safe and sound, in a way none of us have ever known or could ever know aside from the actual identical experience. Words? Not hardly, what words does He have need of with us? We are held as the chosen vessels we are within His hand...and He begins to pour the images into our souls as if we were walking, talking glasses of water...living water. The images themselves come so fast into us it would be impossible to speak about them in a rational,linear type of event. As if this happened first, and then this, and then this...if such a thing were possible to do, the one speaking about it would sound like the ravings a mad man!? So how do we know...how would we know...or more specifically how do I know? There are times and places and events that transpire throughout my everyday, waking life...a sound, a conversation, a place, a person, a song an event that I know has never happened before yet I saw it happen in eternity. A sort of Deja vu if you will except in that moment I am reminded of where I was and who I was with when I saw it the first time, and I know it is a significant part of God's plan for my life. However, I do not nor cannot keep such memories in a perpetual recall like a spiritual photo album...where I may go...and tomorrow this will happen...and then next Friday... One simply lives their life, day-to-day, and from time-to-time and moment-to-moment we are fortunate to walk into a "God-moment" where we know what to do only because He showed us once before what to say, and do, and go! Yes, I know it seems a bit underwhelming. You wanted me to say that God sounded like James Earl Jones, or Charlton Heston, or even Morgan Freeman or George Burns...you wanted me to say God looks like John Forsythe, or Patrick Swayze, or Tom Brady or even Billy Graham and instead I've given you vague imagery and conjecture...an impression that could have just as easily been induced through copious amounts of hallucinagens...yet this is the truth I have been shown. And surely we have not read this far looking for the "proof" of a tangible existance of God?! Surely, our Faith does not call for a branch of a burning bush, an Ark of the Covenant? We will not go home and say that its all been a ruse, that none of this is true?! We should go home and about our life waiting for that moment(s) when we are struck with a scene, a discourse, a clue that God wishes us to interact...to reach out and touch someone if you will...to speak life into a dying world...And we should do this as the one thing I can say, is that as He poured into me those moments of fragmented images...I saw Him pouring into everyone of us...a Nation of vessels. As for anything else I heard or saw while I was there...well, I believe the Apostle Paul said it best: I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell, or whether out of the body, I cannot tell, God knows) such an one was caught up into the third heaven... ...How that he was caught up into paradise, and heard unspeakable words which it is not lawful for a man to utter. II Corinthians 12: 3 & 5 |
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2/16/2008 12:23 pm |
Kel, I don't know what to say, what a wondrous gift to be given, and to only see Him briefly, it must be hard (I would think) to come back to this world of decay and corruption, to carry forth all the goodness and love that the Lord has for us to share with. Wow, just, wow. Definetly would like to get a hug from you! LOL peace kat
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Hello Ken, first off it is great to 'meet' ya here in blog land! Now I would like to thank Jean for posting your blogs on her site as this is where I found you! I have read this series and I have to admit that there are just no words to express how incredible this telling of your experience is!!! I cannot imagine what it would be like to see my Jesus face to face!!! Thank you so much for sharing of your heart and experience! All I can say is WOW!!!!!!!!!!! "A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ that a man should have to seek Him first to find her." Blessings to All! WendyLynn I'm Moving, Todd is Moving, and WE ARE GETTING MARRIED I'm Moving, Todd is Moving, and WE ARE GETTING MARRIED Part 2 I'm Moving, Todd is Moving, and WE ARE GETTING MARRIED Part 3
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I believe you have been given a very special gift from God and He has great plans for you. Good to visit your blog again, Kelly. I went to Hawaii, came back, moved and got a job in the last two months. Hahahaha time flies... Hope all is well, Sheri (¯`•♥•´¯) ¤`•.♥.•´ ¤ (¯`•♥•´¯)
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