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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