Choose Jesus

Do you know that you are a child of the Risen Lord...What does that mean? That you have been redeemed by the blood of Jesus Christ...That means through the death and resurrection of Jesus, Heaven can be your home......How?? Ask Jesus to be Lord of your life, accept Him as your personal Savior.....

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NOT!!!!!...................Darkness has surrounded you...You are unfamiliar with this place....Hello....Is anyone there?? Your eyes are blurred....Hello...Anyone...As you focus on the ground, you notice your arms are bound with chains that have been latched to the earth beneath you…..In fear you try to move your legs...They too have been bound...You can hear your voice echo.....Struggling to get loose, the chains begin to cut into your flesh...Please someone...Help....The air is thick with a dense fog, the smell of sulfur has filled the air....In the distance, there is movement...You can only make out shadows...Trembling with fear you begin to battle the shackles that keep you bound...The struggle is causing a thick cloud of soot...gasping and choking your screams become frantic.....You grow weary and weak...Your arms collapse from exhaustion, your legs feeble from the attempt to free them...There is a frightening silence in this place...Your eyes are burning, you close them...Tears streaming down your cheeks from the poison that has filled the air...With a deep gasp......Where am I.........

A sinister voice from behind, replies....Welcome to your eternity...You are with me....Hesitantly, you try to lift your head, but the weight of this presence is heavy...too heavy to move...Please release me....Horror fills your soul...I know of this place.....Laughter begins to fill the space…The laughter of many from all directions....STOP!!!! Stop laughing at me...Please I want to go home....What has happened?? Where are my friends?? My family?? Wait...Wait.....I remember...The laughing ceases...I was in an accident....I was speeding, I thought I could drive...I only had a few drinks…The road was slick and I lost control of the wheel...Wait... Where is she????? The shadows begin to move...Growling is heard from every corner...Where is she??

Oh...Oh ..Poor child, a voice arrogantly whimpering from behind...She has gone to a place you will never see…Snickering....You didn't want to listen, she tried to tell you...You refused...All the times she invited you and your children to church…

YOUR EXCUSES WERE PATHETIC!!!

She told you about the one she served, you mocked her behind her back...I knew you were to weak to stand for something more than what the world had offered you...I enjoyed listening to you rationalize your lifestyle and lavished in the way you poisoned your body and the minds of your children…BRAVO!!!

SUDDENLY.....frantic voices from far off, a large white light appears above you....
NOOOOOO!!!!! She is mine!!!!!! A thrust surging through your body, the thrust of many volts of electricity...And again...The frantic voices are getting closer with each thrust…The light closer and brighter....The sound of a steady beeping replaces the frightening silence you had recently experienced...You hear your name...Over and over again....

Finally, we have a heart beat...She is back....Your breathing is shallow…In your spirit, you hear a voice...This voice is different from the others.....The voice whispers...It is I....Jesus you choose me?? Not all are given a second chance...
I...Jesus Christ, ...The one you mocked... the one you denied...The one who has saved your soul....I have given you a second chance.....

Do you choose me???....

The Name is Jesus

Walking down a dirt road, scared and alone... She can feel the chill of the night on the back of her neck...Her eyes scan the woods that line the road, she feels as if eyes are following every foot step she takes..Her walking becomes brisk, she looks back..How did I get here, she wonders.....This road is not familiar...How do I get out of here? She can hear murmuring sounds from behind the tree line, the leaves begin to rustle...An unpleasant odor fills the atmosphere...The sounds are frightening!!! She becomes frozen in her stance, legs are too weak to run, and her voice, she can't seem to find it...The sounds seem closer, the murmuring has turned to a suspicious growling....Help!!! She can't scream, everything in her is shuttering in fear...How did I get on this road??? Suddenly dark shadows loom in closer from the road side......These shadows, they have no form, they came toward her with such force, they knocked her off of her feet. An arctic chill filled the air, causing her deep breathing to be visible. Her hands clenched the dirt road, her eyes shut tightly...These shadows have a voice, they say....You are a failure, You will never amount to anything, You are filthy, No one will ever love you....Eyes welling with tears....Frantic screams, desperate cries...The shadows become stronger, they are gaining their strength, they can sense she is becoming weaker...They torment her....Don't you remember where you came from? Don't you remember the terrible things you have done? You are a disgrace...And again, no one will ever love you. The shadows have tripled in size and in numbers...She is lying face down on a cold dirt road, The shadows begin to beat on her flesh, her body hasn't a fight left in her...Her soul has surrendered...

The shadows sense that she has given up....They retreat, back into the dark abyss they had emerged from..After several hours of hysterical tears and replaying the words spoken over her, She tries to pull herself from the tear soaked dirt...Her soul is weak and her body feels broken...How did I get here??? A dim light appears in the distance, a rustling of the trees startle her....The wind seems to be picking up....The light is moving toward her, she struggles to get to her feet..Upon standing the light disappears. Her heart racing and her body trembling, she tries to gain control...A voice from behind her breaks the silence...How did you get here? She reluctantly turns, in front of her stands a man with eyes of compassion.... Shuttering, She pleads, "Please help me"...The man reaches out His hand , she flinches....I will not hurt you, You don't know me, but I have known you...I know all things...You are not a failure, you have plans and purposes, you are beautiful and I will always love you...Your past is not your future and I do know where you come from...Sobbing...She asks, Who are you?...With his hands clasping her face He says I am...Jesus.... your father...You came from me, I created you..I chose the color of your eyes....The sound of your laughter... and have counted every tear you have cried...Where have you been? I have been here your whole life, I have sent my people to you, they tried to tell you about me, but you weren't ready to listen.. Why have you come now??? Now is the time, that you must recieve me...You have much to do for me and my people...There are people waiting to hear your story..Only you can lead them to me...Will you follow me? He bent forward and kissed her forehead....Her eyes closed and her knees weakened...She opened her eyes..and He was gone....

WAIT!!!! Jesus...Jesus...Don't leave...I believe...I believe...You are my father....Daddy, Daddy.....Please come back..I am afraid......A hand brushes her hair from behind...she swiftly turns...JESUS!!! It's you ...You came back...She lept into His arms, embracing her He said,..."You don't have to be afraid anymore I am here, just call my name.....Nothing else...Just JESUS!!!!!"

Are you listening?...

Have you ever sat in a dark room in silence? Not a sound,....Just you, sitting with you? Just listen...Do you hear the spirit of the Lord calling for you? It will start as an emotion, a sensation in the pit of your stomach. The tears begin to well up in your eyes, did you know they are the windows to your soul? His voice, a sweet melody..He says, "That you are fearfully and wonderfully made." That your mistakes have been erased and your heart restored. Your breathing becomes shallow, your afraid that if you move even the slightest the peace of His presence will dissipate. The sweetest sound I have ever heard was the sound of my name from the very lips of my Jesus...I respond softly Jesus, It's me...I am here. I saw His face, eyes filled with compassion and pain, tears, welling up in the eyes of my Savior. Jesus, why are your fists clenched? Are you angry with me? My child I am not angry, I love you my precious one...My fists are clenched in desperation for the souls of those who know me not. Remember the crown of thorns on my head? I am still being mocked as I was then...why, my child? The room filled with the aroma of a fragrance unfamiliar to me but alluring. Again afraid to move even the slightest in fear that my Lord would leave me ...My daughter Reflect me ...as a mirror shows your reflection...They will know me, by the way that you love...

Lord.....Are you leaving??? Not yet, I'm still listening, don't go!!! When will you meet with me again? Michelle, He whispered, "As I have called upon you, you can call on me...In a whisper, in despair , in loneliness...I'll be there....Sit and Wait, just a minute and I'll be there...In my next breath.....I saw his face look up from a bowed stance...He smiled slightly, blew me a kiss....and disappeared...Until the next time my Jesus!!!

The Storm...

In the still of the night, I can hear you...I hear you Lord, in the sound of the wind as it blows through the trees.......In the sound of the ocean as the waves hit the shore..... In the laughter of my children as they play in the sun........I now can also see.... Things in a wider spectrum, especially the sky. It reminds me of myself some days its bright and warm and other days its lonely and grey....Then the days when storms begin to set in and so quickly send the atmosphere into utter chaos...still I see you...Jesus, the winds they come in from every direction, lightning from a source unknown and the loud claps of thunder!!! And now, the rain, it just keeps falling and falling.....Will it ever stop?.......Are you here, in the storm ? Wait, I can still hear you and still see you....You've come to rescue me, even in this storm!!!!

So many storms have come and gone, some more severe than others. Every storm has brought me to a higher level of understanding of who I am suppose to be. Without Jesus my storms were so lonely, always wondering ....Am I going to get through this one? His hand has reached down and lifted me out of my places of desperation and a hopelessness I can not revisit. Will there always be storms you ask? Yes always...And there will always be a hand to lift you out of the wreckage, The same hand that was nailed to the cross, the same hand that will deliver you from the hand of the enemy.That hand is the hand of Jesus.....Call out in your storm...Jesus It's Me..........

It's Me Again...

In the Beginning.......Upon becoming a Christian so many things made sense and then some things made no sense at all..Looking back at my past caused so many emotions; happiness, sadness, confusion, and shame.

Reflecting on my life, I spent most of my spare time in silence...The tears that I shed, I believe were tears of release and instrumental in the process of my healing. The laughter I indulged in was also therapy to my soul...Driving to work one day, I thought what could be more therapeutic than writing every thought, dream, fear, idea, quote, song lyric that touches my soul.

These entries will be from the very depth of my soul and will reveal the secret places I went to in my lowest and highest places in The Lord. My prayer is that my experiences and thoughts will take you on a spiritual journey with Jesus, one of healing, release and freedom!!! Remember..... embrace every experience, learn from it, and move towards the next adventure...Happiness is a priceless emotion as sadness is a teaching emotion. Indulge in your quiet time.....Listen to the voice of the Lord.