Christ in me

I felt a black breeze blow over my face, I tried opening my eyes, but they weren't responding. I tried screaming, but no sound came out.

I could see them dancing around me clothed in black robes, like they were having some sort of festival. At the far corner stood a colored lady in a red robe with a black rope just around her voluptious waist; full blossom, bushy hair, round and fat bottom. To her left was a small girl in a black and red stripped robe holding a small roundish looking object; what my african friends call a calabash.

It's weird how my eyes were closed, yet I could still see all those things, I was probably seeing them in my spirit mind with what people would call spiritual eyes :s the substance in the kalabash looking pot, looked red like blood. The same type of calabash, was in the hands of a younger boy, who stood beside the small girl.

At this point, I was fully sure they wanted to use me for sacrifice; or they had already used me as a  sacrifice. "Oh wait! It could be my blood in the calabashes. I'm probably dying in stages". I started reflecting on my past; the way I lived my life; the boys I did; the enemies I made; the people I hurt. Oh, my parents, my brother, my sisters, the fortune my parents invested in my school.... Every single thing ran through my mind; my first kiss, the way my heart skipped when his lips touched mine, my first best friend, my future boyfriends, my present boyfriend; Oh Lord, his kisses, his tender way of talking to me, his touches, the way he holds me, the way we complement each other.

My best friend; the first best friend I've had in my 19 years of being in this world, the way she understands me, the way i feel comfortable talking to her.

And then it dawned on me, if this was death, then I'm surely going to hell, I cant remember ever asking Christ into my life; I hardly go to church, except when my parents force me to, and even then I use my phone all through the service, and crack jokes and laugh when the preacher makes grammatical errors.

No! I'm not that bad, i do dance during praise and worship, because I love dancing, I'm a proffesional dancer by the way, dancing is my passion, but now, how my love for dancing could get me to heaven eluded me. I have never really asked Christ to come into my life, except that one time when I was ten, when I asked him because my friends were doing it; but living a holy and fulfilled life was never my thing.

Then it dawned on me; it wasn't too late for me, If God allowed me see all those things, then he was definately giving me time to repent. I then cried out in my spirit;

"Oh Lord, forgive me for i am a sinner, I ask you to come into my life today, I believe Christ died for me, and on the third day he rose again. Please Lord, come into my life at this my dying point and make me whole and lead me to heaven"

Tsk Tsk; Time was ticking, like all the movies I had watched; I expected something dramatic to happen at that point; but time passed by, and those weird people still remained there, dancing to an unknown music, taking their time, like they were going to be there forever.

"JESUS"  I shouted; where that came from, I had no idea; I had never really been a bold one in my life, I've always been the shy, quiet one , so shouting as bold as that with those strange people around, was really surprising. And then i realized I wasnt the one who shouted, it was something inside me, something I never knew was there, something that made me feel happy and satisfied, something different. Oh My, God actually heard my prayers; I was so involved with my thoughts that i didn't realize the weird people were scattering and acting confused. By the time I took notice of  them; I saw them filing out.

Wow! The name of Jesus actually worked; what a great and mighty name.

At that point, I felt my strength return, my eyes opened, I felt around me with my hands, then realized i was still in my bed in my father's mansion, with my sister looking at me like i was sick.

"Are you okay?" She asked

" Yeah, I am, have you been here for long?"

"No, i just came in, I heard you shout. You are sweating, are you sure you're okay?"

So it was all a dream after all, or a revelation maybe. Which ever it was, I didn't care, all that went through my mind was the decision i made; to live for Christ, and Christ alone.

That is a decision we all need to make: to live for Christ and him alone; especially in these days of great and mighty sins, with the death rate towering way above the life rate....

A must watch video: http://seeds.churchonthemove.com/video/video-he-was-i-am

p.s :- this is a must read! http://www.divinerevelations.info/Documents/Prepare_to_meet_your_God/index.htm

Crazy Gemini

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