But I'm stuck!

by Sharon

I was now in a stuck place.  I had been sick for well over 10 years by 2005 and was well over it.  If I stayed where I was, my ill health would continue its strangle hold upon me.  If I did nothing then things would probably remain the same.  If I followed Jesus into that room, then I would have to face what had lain deeply hidden in there for a good 40 years.  I was stuck!  I couldn't move forward but I didn't want to remain where I was either.  What could I do?  I was stuck!!!!  I looked at Jesus.  He seemed confident, He seemed safe.  He smiled at me and took a step into the room.  What?  It was pitch black inside but as Jesus entered the room, His very presence emanated a soft light that lit up the room.  Suddenly I decided to follow Him!  As I entered, I took a quick look around me and instantly recoiled in horror at what I saw.  The room was saturated in death.  It oozed out of the very walls, ceiling and floor.  And there in the far corner of the room, hanging from the ceiling of this death-impregnated room, hung a muslin bag shaped like a tear drop.  Inside the muslin bag I saw the faint outline of an unborn baby silhouetted against the soft light of Jesus.  Jesus came over to me and whispered gently to me, “That baby is you Sharon.”  I was appalled!  Horrified!  How could this be?  I HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE!

John 1:4-5  In Him was life, and that life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness …

Psalm 139:12-13  There is no such thing as “darkness” with You.  The night, to You, is as bright as the day. There’s no difference between the two.  You formed my innermost being, shaping my delicate “inside” and my “intricate” outside, and wove them all together in my mother’s womb.

 

 

March 10, 2016
 

0 Posted Comments

 

Post a Comment

 
*
*
*
* What is 47 + 2?

Facebook Youtube