Heaven’s Gate
A gentle pat on my left leg
And I wake up
To behold a mighty Angel
In my room.
He smiled,
And I smiled back.
Immediately I smiled back
I found myself at
Heavens gate
As I walk though the city,
I loose every memory of pain,
Heartbreak and disappointment.
The Lord Himself walks
Towards me,
In a golden garment,
Studded with gemstones,
Shining brighter than the sun.
Resplendent, radiant and overwhelming
In power and beauty,
He kisses my right cheek,
And says,
‘I love you.’
And I think to myself,
‘How wonderful the Lord is,
That He expresses love very easily
Without shyness or childishness.
His comfort in love
And words of love
Made Him more attractive
And alluring
As I gaze at Him – My big Daddy,
With beautiful brown, tear filled eyes.
Then I remember my own husband
Who can never say
‘I love you’
But would show me in a million
Ways how much he loves me.
I always wanted to hear
Those precious healing words
But my husband denied me that pleasure
Relief and comfort
Of the mind.
Then I recall that the Holy Spirit
Said to me in the past,
‘A blessed woman is a woman
Who hears I love you everyday.’
He also taught me the importance
Of expressing love
As He constantly says to me,
‘Express your love for me.’
Here I am,
Hand in hand
With my King
Walking on golden streets
Surrounded by His glory
Hearing the one word
I was always denied.
Tears drop down my eyes
As the Lord opens up His
Healing arms
And I rush in
Overwhelmed by a million
Positive emotions and love, joy, peace, consolation and comfort.
I hugged Him never to let go
Muttering ceaselessly into His chest
Intoxicated by His fragrance,
Which smelt like nothing on earth.
‘I love you Lord, I love you Lord,
More than everyone,
And anything
On earth, I will show you my love
By constant obedience and service.
Your will is my will, your pleasure is my pleasure.’
I kept saying this, like a glorious litany rushing
Like golden cascades of love
Out of my quivering lips.
This pleased the Lord greatly.
He holds my face in His hands
Wipes away my tears
Gazing deeply into my adoring tender eyes,
‘I love you my child,
You are a princess,
Don’t ever forget that.’
Then I find myself
Back in my room
Wishing He never let go.
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