This is an entry from my journal.
I think it's fitting to share it during Passion Week.
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Got back from Kairos.
During response time, I laid at the steps, just wanting to spend some good quality time alone with Yeshua. He began giving me this vision where he was in a white robe and I was in a white gown and we were just goofing around and dancing and I couldn't take my eyes off of him.
His eyes were so gentle and kind. And my heart was racing just being with him.
It was just wonderful, and I was smiling and having a grand old time, but then as I was just in this moment with the Yeshua I loved and adored,
I saw his scars.
And everything rushed back and I got visions of him being
whipped,
taunted,
beaten,
nailed to the cross,
of him dying and gasping in pain and I started to weep and it was crazy and I was brought back to the vision of him and I in the white clothes and he took my hands and I felt the scars and he said, "It's finished."
And he reminded me how he never would have to be treated like that again, but how it had to be done so that one day, he could come on the clouds victorious and glorious to claim his bride, the church.
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