The Moment Arrives

The Moment arrives to tell a story some of you, perhaps many of you will have difficulty believing. Yet it is true and it has stayed with me all of my life. It occurred in my childhood when I was between the ages of 4 or 5. I was an innocent child unexposed to “religion” when I experienced an otherworldly realm.

One day after an unusually harsh beating from my mother, crying unconsolably, I found myself again locked in my room, told to “think” about what I did wrong. I lay curled up on my bed, in a great of pain and feeling desolate. I never did understand why my mother beat me. One moment I was on my bed, the next in another realm. And this is where my story begins, a story I have told only a few, and from out of those few some questioned the validity of my story.

So, one moment I was on my bed crying so hard I was hiccuping, and the next I was being held and cuddled on Jesus’ lap, who was comforting me until I stopped crying. It felt like the most normal thing to me to be where I was. For some strange reason, I knew this man instantly, a man with “tanned” skin and a short brown beard with shoulder length hair. I buried my face into his chest and just allowed him to wrap his arms around me and rock me, as he quietly reassured me I was safe and so very loved. When I was calm I was very gently put down on the ground where I sat among other children that were there as well.

I have never since that time felt that depth of love from another human on earth.

The other children were also from very harsh environments. Every time another child came “in” sitting on Jesus’ lap, all of us on the ground, would be quiet and allow Jesus to comfort that child until the tears stopped. When all children were present we continued to calmly sit in a semicircle around Jesus. We all wore what I would call white togas, as did Jesus. We were in a place that had no sun, yet there was light, a beautiful light and it was perfectly warm.

On Jesus’ lap appeared a large book. From it, he taught all of us children the Sacred Concepts of love and compassion, and how we were to go back to the world to live our lives based on these Concepts as examples, showing others what love truly is. We were sitting under what seemed to be a huge tree yet when the teaching was over with, the tree seemed to disappear and in its place a beautiful field of grasses came into view.

In that field we children played and ran with Jesus. I will never forget what he looked like nor his laugh. He was perfect. He had no nail holes in his hands or feet. His beauty was such that it brought with it perfect love and his eyes ….. how can I explain? …. His eyes that danced with such joy, wrapped you in tender perfect love and peace. I remember him chasing us in play like a kid himself, laughing in absolute joy and throwing his head back in great peals of laughter. When he caught us he would throw us in the air as we squealed in delight. We played and laughed for what seemed an eternity.

From that field of playful fun and laughter, I then found myself back in my room, curled up on my bed. I was stunned. What just happened? Some days later I confided in my Mother what happened, first asking who Jesus was and then when she asked, “Why?” I spilled my story in great enthusiasm. For my efforts I was severely punished for lying. I buried that story and told no one of it until decades later, to only a certain few. Now I am telling you this very same story.

This is where I will leave you to come to your own conclusions. Did I really experience another realm where Jesus and many children were as well? Please keep in mind I was a mere child, uneducated about God much less Jesus, yet when I met him, I knew him instantly. I also wish to thank my beloved sister for she helped me as to how best to present this intensely “wow” story.

Today more then ever, it is imperative we return to love. Heaven is within reach when we live in love. However, hell is within reach as well for it depends solely upon what is in your heart, what thoughts you think, and the actions you take every moment of every day. Your choice. Please choose wisely and choose love. Our very existence depends on love more then ever!

As you think upon the story I told, feel the love through the following images. May all of you truly know love from this day forward.
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Photography/ “The Moment Arrives” /Jan. 2021©AmyRose
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