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Visions of Daddy


Thursday, August 15, 2013

I had this beautiful vision of the Lord this morning. He just washed over weary, long devastated areas in my heart. In it, the Lord whisked me onto a horse with him; I was a small child about four or five. We rode and rode down a beach as the ocean waves crashed into the horse's hooves ever so gently. As we rode together, he spoke such lovely things to my heart, too personal and revealing to share, but they were so marvelous and true.

The Lord then showed me a mountain where he wanted to take me too. I was afraid because I wasn't sure what he was going to require of me. I always feel like Jesus needs something from me, this is a long term conditioned response due to years and years of performance based thinking. After what seemed like miles of riding, I finally agreed to allow him to take me to the top. I sensed an urgency, and the Lord expressed it as well, so we were "immediately translated" after I had made up my mind. While on top of the mountain, he asked me to look as far as I could see. It was a beautiful sight, from every angle, except for this fire burning, almost like a town was in deep trouble and distress. It was sending smoke high into the air. The Lord said to have no worries because it would be taken care of, but it was not my fight, he just wanted me to relax and enjoy the view.

I thought that VERY strange because I am so accustom to working. After a couple of minutes relaxing comfortably on his lap, I felt free to share some deep things on my heart. It was only in “his presence” that this freedom came. I knew the Lord wanted me to lay down every work related mentality and just enjoy him. I cried and cried as I allowed him to hold and comfort me through some deep pains and hurts. I don’t know why God almost always uses the gift of visions to heal me, but he does. I think it is pretty cool, but sometimes I get very frightened because like I said, I have this deeply ingrained work mentality that he is uprooting and dealing with. The thing that happened next was the best.

He placed an ill-fitting crown on me. Honestly, I think it was his, lol, like a daddy would place his work hat backwards on his child’s head after a long day on the job, then giving him a gentle head pat. He also gave me a sword, it was my size. I began to run and dance and skip and play like I was fighting. I imagined monsters and goblins, and I suppose anything that was trying to get in my way. As I was running out of breath, watching God, the Daddy, laughing with me, I decide to hop back up on his lap with a big thud. I wrapped my arms around him as tight as I could. I never wanted to let go.

After that, he encouraged me mightily. He showed me hidden things in my heart, and he gave me great discernment and wisdom about some deep and perplexing issues. It was simply amazing. I soon realized he was going to head back to his castle in a sense, and I back to the realities of this life, this made me grab him tighter, but I knew what he had shown me would suffice... until we met up again. Now please don't get me wrong, Jesus is ALWAYS with us, but there are special times of refreshing that are available to us! They are so wonderful for the soul.

Saints, God is so good. He is no respecter of persons. What he has done for me, he will surely do for you. If you need a fresh touch from Jesus, if you are becoming weary in your travels, I am believing God for you right now, that he would touch you anew in a very real and personal way. That he would show himself more real to you than you have ever experienced before, and I pray that you would be so incredibly blessed knowing how deep, how sure, how true his love is for you. Personally. Be glorified Jesus now and always. So be it.



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