A Vision of Love's Surrender

The day that I forgave my dad became a changing point in my journey where I would never think, feel or even breathe the same again. And no earthly experience would take away the foundation of my Newly Built Ship that was being sealed with the blood of Jesus Christ through my willingness to carry my very own cross.

In the partnership with Christ, I supply the wood of my God given gifts, while Jesus supplies the foundation of steel that will support the shape of the life I am destined to live. And I allow the nails of the Holy Spirit to pierce my wood into the house I am destined to live in. I became willing to tear down my temple of lies so the Lord could rebuild His Temple of Truth in only three days. I understood at that moment, in a flash from heaven, the significance of tearing down of the old in order to rebuild the new. I saw that the old thoughts and beliefs about my shattered childhood that I had been using like a crutch to walk through my life were keeping me from dancing into the destiny of my future.

And then clarity shined through like a lighthouse to a lost ship trying to find its way through stormy seas, back to the shore where that which is unreal turns to foam and that which is real flows back out to sea to conquer more storms through the sails of Jesus Christ.

And as the truth flowed through the tide of my day a vision of my present state of living was revealed to me. I was shown the vast distance between who I thought I was and who I was born to become. And my brother, Christ, is the bridge for which I could cross over into my God Given Destiny.

From a place deep within, I wept at a vision I was given of Jesus surrendering to the Cross. The heaven of my soul and the earth of my body shook at the sight of the Saviour suffering. And then it happened; it happened to me - I saw such beauty with eyes that see beyond. Jesus showed me the beauty of the crucifixion. I said, “Lord, Lord, it cannot be so.” And then he pierced my heart with the Holy Word, balanced by the humility of his Ascended Soul: “my burden is light.” He appears to giggle.

And still I persisted, “Lord, this cannot be so.” “Lord, you did not die for me.” And he said, “No, my child; I did not die for you; My precious child, I came back for you.” I fell to my knees and knew not how long I wept from a place so deep within, yet so far into the expanse, that to this day, I know not words to give substance to the whole of the experience, for it was shown to me from Eternity – a place of great Stillness and Knowing.

An Excerpt from "The Phoenix - Out of the Ashes, Hope is Born Again." written by Rose Heart Copyrighted