The Christ Encounter

It was Sunday and I was in the Spirit, praying.
From behind me I heard a loud voice clearly as a trumpet ~
I turned and saw the voice...

My mind began racing, as if chasing an elusive thought, but my eyes knew well enough
what they were seeing; there appeared before me One who I was not worthy to stoop down and untie the strap of His sandals.

I beheld One whose hair was like strands of lightning, His eyes were pouring out sunlight. He was robed in majesty and His breastplate shone gold. His clothes were filled with light. As I looked at His gleaming bronze feet, I noticed also that He was standing in the center of a gold menorah with seven branches.

In His right hand were Seven Stars and His voice flowed forth like many waterfalls.
I saw this fainting dead at His feet. I was surrounded by seven angels and felt the flutter of their wings as He pulled me straight up with His right hand...

Words of comfort came to my ears... “Be of good cheer. I AM the First, I AM the Last, I AM Alive. Truly, I say unto you, I died and defeated death. I have come back to life; a deathless life.

Now... what would you like to tell me?”