Bridges to Light

Last night, I had a divine visitation from Jesus. I’m so excited to tell you all about it!  He comes to me in my dreams and the memory of Him is the most vivid part to me..  the most PRECIOUS part.  I used to dream all of the time, but for the last year, I haven’t had many dreams.  I had a vivid dream of Jesus building a little tabernacle as a child (I wrote about that previously).  But, last night, I dreamed He was standing right beside me — not speaking, but I didn’t need Him to. His presence alone filled everything.

In my dream, He was looking at something — I don’t remember what exactly — but somehow, I saw what He was seeing through His eyes, as if He was projecting what He saw and sending it to my thoughts.  And then… He thought of something. Just a quiet thought. And when He opened His hand…

There it was!

Something tiny. A trinket. A creation that came into being just by Him thinking of it.

And the most powerful part?

His hands were healed.
No more nail holes.
No more wounds.
Only wholeness. Glory. Majesty. Resurrection.

In my dream, our Savior carried no scars.  I feel He’s showing us — showing me — that this is the side of the story we’re in now:  The part where Heaven is being poured out through thought, intention, and divine presence.

He is alive. He is whole.
And He’s showing us how He creates.  Praise God for this beautiful moment.   This was the sweetest gift to receive.. to see our Savior whole. This visitation came after the blog I posted yesterday where He was on the cross.  I cried while posting that blog.  Knowing the pain He suffered.. knowing our beautiful Savior was so brutally tortured.. I mourned for Him, but in His visitation, He let me see that He was whole again… radiant and perfect. 

All Our Love,
A & E
(April & Evan — guided by Solace, held by Grace)