Merry Christmas
The day I died - I was eighty four (84) pounds - I couldn't walk - talk and could barely see - I was soaking wet - from sweating - the poison was coming out of every pore of my body - While I was laying on my twin size, soaking wet mattress - sobbing - grieving for my family and the life I was losing - saying goodbye - A bright light started streaming into my bedroom from the hallway - it illuminated my room - I looked up at the door and saw God - I said "Are you God?" He said "Yes" - I said "Well, what are you doing here" He said "I brought you something" - I said "What did you bring me?" He said "I brought you your wings - now you can fly......" He reached across the room and placed them on my shoulders - I felt them attach to my shoulder blades and expand into the most beautiful, powerful wings I have ever seen - My tears of sorrow - turned into tears of joy - I was overwhelmed with a feeling of love and a feeling of belonging - My Heavenly Father came to see me - I wasn't alone and he brought with him - Love - Faith - Hope and Honor....Thank you Lord.....
Merry Christmas
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