When I Saw Jesus & Heard His Voice

Hearing His voice with my physical ears for the second time brought on a new chapter for my life.

One of deep heart reflections & the Lord beginning to unravel deeply rooted religious & emotional trauma. I began learning how to hear His still small voice.

Having practiced tuning into His presence as I contemplated on Him throughout the days, I knew what it felt like on some level but having a vision of Him was way more intense.

It was more than just a dream.

It felt like being bathed, immersed in love, joy, peace, light...all thoughts of my earthly life just gone. All I could see, hear & feel is Him.

It was like I stepped into a pocket of heaven. We were standing in an atmosphere of yellow light. I could see Jesus standing in the distance about a good stone throw or so away.

I jumped with glee, my heart leaped & raced as I shouted with joy, "It's Jesus, it's Jesus, it's Jesus!!!"

At first, He spoke in my mind. Clear & consice.

Like a refreshing rain drop leaving ripples in a puddle.

Like a handprint in the sand.

Like a lone cloud in the bright blue sky.

"Come closer, my child."

I could see Him, His hand outstretched, His finger beckoning me to come near.

Scenes shifted as I drew nearer to Him. One time I would be more to my left, others more to my right. Until finally, I was so close I could reach out & touch His soft shimmery creamy/yellow colored robe. I was standing in front of Him more to His right hand. Pictures don't come close to His beauty & was more bronze than depicted here.

He stood a bit taller than 6 feet, hair brown & shoulder length, His skin bronze, His countenance shone, with high structured cheekbones & strong jaw line, beard, rugged but handsome nose, lips slightly thin but full...they were moving but I couldn't hear what He was saying even though I was so close to Him.

"I can't hear you Lord." So I got even closer to Him, on my tiptoes, & inclined my right ear to His mouth.

I must've closed my eyes while He spoke because everything else zoned out & all I could focus on was His words.

His voice, low, a bit husky, was so tender & softly spoken that some parts were almost like a whisper. I was mesmerized by His voice. The love that I felt from Him made my heart ache with longing.

"What is it that you want me to do for you & I shall do it. What it is that you want to happen and it shall come to pass."

His question didn't surprise me so much as my answer did.

"Give me ears to hear. I want to be with You. I want to hear Your voice all day long, everyday." I plead with Him.

"Stay with me Lord, I want to be close to You forever." I woke repeating these last words, my heart aching because it was over, my ear still tingling from His warm breath.

I was breathless, in awe, my mouth gaping as I touched my ear, not sure if I wanted to laugh or cry.