The Vision
Last night I had a dream while sleeping,
Satan's demons were around me creeping.
In a brilliant blast I saw a light,
Jesus was back He'd won the fight.
I eagerly went as He beckoned to me,
Through my joyous tears I could not see.
Then I felt a gentle and loving grasp,
An amazing touch that would always last.
Afterward, in Heaven,
when the uproar somewhat calmed,
Jesus asked if there were questions
I had from where I'd gone.
I thought a while, my happiness still overwhelming,
I finally said "yes," maybe a little overbearing.
"What, my child, has troubled you so,"
He asked me though I knew He'd known.
"Well," I said, now a little less sure,
After all this was Jesus, my Lord.
"There was that time as a little girl,
I cried in pain from my lonely dark world.
And if that horrible moment weren't enough,
It happened again and soon made my heart tough.
But I didn't give up, I still tried to know you,
Yet it became harder because I had to trust to.
People reached out, you gave me great friends,
But all I ever longed for was that love without end.
The love I never felt from parents or others,
The love promised in scripture
from one verse to another.
I longed for a friend I could trust without woe,
That friend was you, of course, now I know.
But I needed you Lord on all those dark nights,
When there was no one around, no hope in sight."
That was it I thought, I'd told Him what I'd felt,
My anger and aggression I just could not help.
Now it was His turn to explain and let me know,
Why His love I never knew He'd shown.
Then He gently wiped the tears from my face,
And He looked at me with eyes full of grace.
He said, "My dear, I love you so much,
With a love so strong it's always enough.
You were never alone, I was always there,
But you didn't see me through all your despair.
Never once did I leave or forsake you,
Others chose to sin though I tried to protect you.
Now you have to trust me and know without a doubt,
That I loved you even though I did not bring you out.
For this my love is just a dream, a vision which
I'm giving,to help you through this lonely time,
when you don't feel like living.
When you wake up hold on to this, remember that I care,
And every time you feel alone, know that I am there."
Author: Stephanie Nichols
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