My Visit to Heaven....Part Two By Rhonda Jackson

I have been waiting to finish this story because of several reasons, some of which I cannot relate to you but I will attempt

to finish it now. This incredible experience happened to me in 1981 and though I never thought I would ever forget one

tiny detail of it, I have found over the years that indeed some of it has faded from my memory. As previously related, I had

a tape recorder on in the room while this was taking place and afterwards I would play the tape and the anointing would

hit me and I would go right back into the presence of God. I would not have sold that tape for any amount of money and

God knows I wish I had made many copies of it but I didn't even think to do that and I paid a terrible price for it. About

two or three months after the experience, some teenaged boys broke into my house and stole my tv, stereo, records and

a big box of cassette tapes, including that one. I was devastated. That tape meant the world to me. I could only pray

that God would use the tape to get someone saved if they ever bothered to play it. Years later I would visit a church in

another city and in the foyer that night I ran into one of the young men that I knew had done the burglary. He was thrilled

to see me! He ran up and hugged me and I asked him where he had been all those years and he said he had been in prison

and that he had found the Lord! Praise God. Needless to say, I forgave him for the damage he had done to me and I hope

he is still walking with God.

Having said all of that, I have recently found my notebook from the year 1981 and found the notes I had jotted down con-

cerning all that had happened. I am a stickler for keeping notes and have all of my notebooks going back to 1980, the year

I got born again. I have been trying really hard to remember all of the details of my visit to Heaven and have been concerned

that I would leave something out. Here are a few details pertaining to the first part previously posted:

In the garden that I went

to there were many flowered trees and many beautiful birds. It was like eternal Springtime. The air was so pure that I felt

I was almost "high" on it. Everything was permeated with tangible Joy. Up in the silver sky was a pastel colored rainbow.I

kept staring at the rainbow and as I did, I began to rise and go towards it and then I went over it! Yes! I went somewhere

over the rainbow!! lol

I continued to go up and up through gorgeous colors that looked like whipped cream chiffon. (That's the only way I can

describe it, sorry.) I seemed to be approaching another level of Heaven that was totally different from the garden level.

Remember that at the time, I had no idea what was happening to me or where I was going. I was more alive than I have

ever been and the only emotion I was feeling was pure joy and happiness. I was totally weightless, lighter than a feather.

As I came into this place I saw a huge tower like figure in the distance. I drew closer and closer to it. Suddenly, I knew

just like I had back in the room that I was about to see Jesus. I got so excited I could barely contain myself. This entire

time that all of this was happening, I was telling everyone in the room exactly what I was seeing. (At least I hope I was

making sense. I couldn't swear to it.) Now this is the part that I know will stir up controversy. It always has and this is

one reason I have been hesitating to share it. But I promise you that it is true and really happened. (and if anyone is

reading this that was there that night, I'd love to hear from you!) I suddenly found myself beside a gigantic foot. A huge

foot in a brown sandal. And I knew it was Jesus's foot. I didn't even reach to His ankle, I was so tiny and it was so big.

Somehow, I began to experience the sensation that not only was I standing there beside the huge foot looking like a little

girl about two or three years old, strongly resembling my daughter but I was also standing aside observing the entire

scene from a short distance away. I had long curly hair down to my shoulders and I was wearing this beautiful white

robe that glistened. I mistakenly thought that I had wings for a short time but realised as I raised my arms that the robe

had big bell sleeves that looked like wings. I was curious to see my body under the robe but the really strange thing

was that there didn't seem to be a body under it, the robe itself was my body! Don't ask me to explain that, I can't.

I looked, felt and acted just like a happy, innocent little child with not a care in the world. I stood there at Jesus' feet for

a long time and then I began to fly, float or ascend upwards like I was on an invisible elevator. I could feel the sensation

of motion and going upwards. I passed the hem of His robe which was creamy ivory colored and hung in folds. Up, up

I went past His legs, body and arms. The excitement was so great, it was almost unbearable. At that time, I remember

that there had been great controversy about Oral Roberts having related his vision of Jesus Christ and that He had been

900 feet high. I'm sure you all remember that and all of the jokes and ridicule that was made of him. I even made a little

fun of him myself, I recall though I didn't mean to disbelieve him. Well, you could hear me very plainly exclaiming on the

tape "Oh, it's just like Oral Roberts said! Jesus is 900 feet tall!!" I was just laughing and laughing. When Jesus had

walked into the room, He was about 6 feet tall so why He chose to appear to me 900 feet tall, I don't know but I have

suspicions. Hey, anyway Jesus wants to appear to us, is alright with me! Now, we are under Tornado Warnings here

in my state so I'll have to finish this later. I guess there'll be a Part Three.