Today, I feel like describing the most incredible journey that the last two years has been for me in the Lord. It has to do with discovering what the Finished Work of the Cross means to me and also about freedom and free will.
It began three years ago when a very dear brother Dewen spoke prophetically to me, "God wants me to tell you that there is no such thing as free will." I was shocked and angry because the idea of choice was so fundamental to my understanding of love. I asked Dewen to explain but he told me he didn't know and was only told to relay the message. I wish I could discard Dewen's word but I couldn't because I could feel God all over it. This word continued to haunt me for the next three years.
One of the visions I've had involves me reaching my hands out to Jesus. Oh, I so desired to touch His face so that I would know once and for all that He is 100% real. But every time my hands went close, it was like there was a force field around His face repelling my hands. It became increasingly harder the closer I got to Him. It was frustratingly painful because I desired Him, all of Him, so very much. He is beauty, goodness, passion, all at once. He is complete uttermost satisfaction and enjoyment.
One day, I was hiking and I asked the Lord to bring me higher in worship. I asked Him if I was mature enough to be in His Holy of Holies. I told Him that I understand He is keeping me out to protect me because I would be destroyed in the purest of His presence. Then the Lord spoke. He said, "Son, there are no ceilings. I'm not trying to keep you out. In fact, I'm here to destroy all your ceilings." Then, I heard the shattering of glass and all the imaginary ceilings above me broke. I saw the Father in the purity of His being as He reached down and touched me. I was undone.
I was brought back to the vision where I was extending my hand. My hand came close once again to His face but here was no force field. I reached in and felt the softness of His skin. He glowed in joy and I glowed with Him. I reached in deeper and touched His heart. It throbbed with love for me and I was immediately intoxicated. I said, "wow, I wish I could stay here forever. I wish I could stay drunk all the time!" Jesus replied, "how do you think I feel all the time?" He laughed, "I'm always drunk!"
The way that my hand was finally able to touch His face, it was like a plane had finally touched down on a runway. I was in contact with Reality! I now know what is real, and what are just shadows. His perceptions are perfect and they began to define and realign mine. God is here to destroy our ceilings. He is here to set us free. It is for freedom that he set us free, not for any other reason. Freedom is to be who we truly are in Reality, the way that He sees us, the way that He created us uniquely to be.
[to be continued...]
Things Glen Found Interesting, Volume 449
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