What an experience..

This past Sunday, I woke up at 5:30 AM wide awake. I go to the kitchen and make Caomi's bottle for when she wakes up. I went back to bed tried to fall asleep and the Lord spoke to me, "There will be no more late nights, but early mornings." I wondered, okay well why am I awake? "Pray", He said. Automatically my flesh and soul began to wrestle. By the time it was 5:55, I thought if I dont fall asleep by 6:00 I'll pray. That was the fastest five minutes. I laid there staring at the clock 56,57,58. Ok I'm not going back to sleep.This must be serious.

I get up and I sense 30 minutes. I went to the spare bedroom, lay down on my back and began to pray, "I don't know what I'm suppose to be praying for, so Holy Spirit I submit to you." Tears began to flow immediately from my eyes. Why am I crying? No not crying, I began to weep uncontrollably, mourning, over what felt like a broken heart. Is my soul repenting? "Forgive me," I cry. I can't stop, I soak half a roll of toilet paper in tears. I dont think it's humanly possible to cry this much. I began to pray in the spirit, I seen myself at the feet of the Lord crying, He was standing at what looked like an altar, behind me there were countless people wearing white bowing before Him, my mom,dad, brother and sister were behind me, I was thanking him and saying "If it weren't for You they wouldn't be here." For some strange reason a man stood up from the crowd, I couldnt hear what he was saying but it looked as if he was arguing with God. Still, I have no idea what this vision meant. over time He will reveal it to me. Back to myself. I began to cry harder. How that was possible, I have the slightest idea. Next I seen my heart and His heart, together, encircling around our hearts was His crown of thorns. Nothing can get between us, whatever tries, must get past the thorns. Thank you Jesus. My phone catches my attention. The clock says 6:30. I go back to my bed, still crying. Josh asks whats wrong and I tell him what I saw, how he could understand me I have no clue, I was hysterical. We prayed about it. I couldnt fall back asleep. However it ended up being a blessed day, emotional but blessed. Church service was great, praise and worship for me was like never before. Also I received an email from a high school classmate asking for help in building faith. She said "I need help and I knew you could help me." If thats not an honor I don't know what is! And she wants to come to church with me. Halle-lujah!


I dont know how I am significant in His eyes. I dont see myself the way He sees me. I'm so greatful he looks past my faults and sees my future. I have a bubbling up inside me, I want to be radical for him. I want to do something to advance his kingom. I engage in a path that this entire world will never be able to understand. Especially to those whose spiritual eyes are closed, to them I'm crazy. I dont care though, if I'm crazy to them I'm doing the right thing in His eyes. 1 Corinthians 2:14 "But people who aren't spiritual can't receive these truths from God's Spirit. It all sounds foolish to them and they can't understand it, for only those who are spiritual can understand what the Spirit means."