Quiet moments..
Resting in This Moment.
Relax and visualize.
Take time for.. You…
Open up and see where He leads.
I visualize myself not coming to a temple or tabernacle or majestic
building which houses the Creator of the universe, but to a very lush and green
garden - an oasis, in the midst of busyness . There is a lot of turquoise here, flowers, jewels.
The air is filled with a palpable love. It is all encompassing, so strong I
can see it. Like a mist which surrounds me; strokes me with its permeating
tendrils. A wonderful and warming light shines through around and within this
mist of love, making it even more tangible and softly lovely.
It warms my skin with a soft and gentle kiss of welcome and love. It is
almost as if the mist of love and light and grace mingles together in a
liquid flow, tendrils searching out every part of my being.
From the mists moves the Creator coming to me with a gentle love - a being
beyond comprehension. Yet- He is taking time for me… I am awed.
Humbly I bring my gift and lay it before him. It is encased in a
small treasure chest which I have clasped to myself, fearful of losing it. I
open it before this Creator of my being, hoping it will be acceptable.
Inside the box, is my fragile inner spirit, that precious part that He
had breathed into me. I have nothing else
to bring. Not that I felt I was worthy, but rather, since I was His creature
whom He had created, I am bringing back myself to Him. He touches it lovingly and
with great joy in his eyes.
He hands me a gift in return. I tremble at the significance I feel in
this moment. After all He has done for me
He has prepared another very personal gift. I reach out with open hands and
with awe, yet assurance in my heart, of his wonderful love for me.
It was a very familiar gift. In fact it is the very spirit I had
presented to him. The one he had breathed into me at the beginning. He has
taken it from my treasure box and coated it with a warm and glowing iridescent pearl.
He has returned my spirit to me not only made more beautiful, but
resilient and sturdy , glowing with a soft light that reflected the mists of
love and the light of grace. A pearl of great price, no longer in need of
that cumbersome treasure box which always made me fearful in some way.
I hold the pearl in my hand, no longer hidden and entrapped in the
treasure chest. That treasure chest had been beautiful in itself, but the
treasure inside was no comparison to the gaudy self-made beauty of the chest. There
was no longer any need for that treasure chest.
He has made me beautiful in his love and created my spirit strong and
resilient mirroring the grace of his love in the pearlescent glow that he has
gifted me with- A breakthrough of His love, no longer hidden, glowing to
reflect His love to all.
