My Visit to Heaven....Part Three

I traveled the length of that tall, tall Body and it
seemed to take weeks to make the trip but eventually I
arrived and came to rest upon Jesus' shoulder! Oh,
boy, what a view from there! This place seemed to have
desert like places or at least it kind of looked like
Israel and there were mountains in the back ground but
I saw no vegetation that I remember or any other forms
of life. Of course, I wasn't really looking for
anything because all I could see was my Savior's face.
O, that glorious face! As I perched there, I remember
saying out loud so that the people in the room could
hear me and it was on the tape, "I'm sitting on Jesus'
shoulder like a little bird! I'm like a little bird!"
(Don't ask me why, that's just how it was.) Jesus
turned His head and smiled at me. He was so beautiful!
He was very masculine but very beautiful at the same
time. He had dark brown hair down to His shoulders and
a short beard and a moustache. His voice was very
gentle and loving. But oh, those Eyes! It was like
looking into pools of liquid love. They were deep and
brown and they smiled when He smiled. I felt like I
could just fall into them and live there forever. He
said to me that we could all fly up to Him in the
Spirit if we really wanted to. He said the key was to
forget your physical body, mind and eyes and start
seeing with your spiritual eyes. I wasn't sure what He
meant but I would later. The really strange thing (but
not strange at the time. It seemed totally natural.)
was that we didn't have to communicate with our mouths
if we didn't want to. I seemed to hear His voice in my
mind and all I had to do was think a thought and He
heard it immediately. We were just totally connected
in our minds. I guess that's what they mean by having
the mind of Christ. Well, I did for that space in
time, I know that.

Then Jesus took me in the palm of His hand and I sat
there looking up at Him in total adoration. I had
never been so happy in my life. I felt like I belonged
for the first time in my twenty some odd years. I felt
like I was truly Home. That I was LOVED for the first
time, understood, accepted for me. Just being me. For
the first time. That I was important to God. That He
loved ME. Oh, what an awesome feeling. To someone like
me who had never felt loved or accepted by anyone
including my own family, I'm telling you, it was like
nothing else I had ever experienced in my life. Jesus
and I talked for a long time. We laughed, we told
jokes, we shared many things. Then Jesus leaned over
and whispered into my ear for a long time and I
remember this great big smile on my little face and my
eyes got big and I was so surprised and happy and
amazed at what He was telling me.