A Vision of Heaven, Mary and Joseph

Okay, I began to share that I had this vision of Heaven, I rambled on about my court case because of the vision on 6-23-2001. My next vision came 1-6-2002, it was three days after the County court hearing. After the County court hearing it took me three days to write up all that happened, the reason it took so long was because of my work schedule, first I outlined all that happened and then I transcribed my outline into a word document. Once the word document was completed I saved it, shared it, found a message board participated briefly and went to bed.

I had shared an outline of the District court hearing via e-mail with a couple of people that I became friends with, including the programmers or drive engineers of the Christian radio station that I was listening to. I had just recently been connected myself to the internet, and was exploring web sites so I learned of the site for the radio station and figured out the contact us application and made contact.

I didn't do message boards until I had completed the County court outline. I was on the internet sharing the outline and suddenly there was this flashing link, so I followed the link by clicking on it and it took me to the first message board forum that I would log into and create my first identity. I shared with these people there in of all places the Religion forum, I remember some of the identities that were on line at the time. PonyBoy took a strange interest in meeting me and that I had a story to share. I also remember meeting Paul Hale. So I made my introductions and I went to bed.

That night around midnight I had this strange vision, I was totally at peace for I had accomplished writing up the County court hearing in outline form, and in the midst of this great relief and the quiet of the night laying in bed and looking up at about 11:00 if I drew a circle with my hand like the face of a clock in the position of the 11 I saw a light, a speck of light it looked like a star that appeared and hovered in that position, and a guide came to me pulling my spirit towards the star, I remember floating and then being in an upright position and transcending towards the star. My guide didn't take me all the way to the center of the star, we stopped short. Just before we stopped I could feel the energy of the star, the presence of the power that was so calming, it was so peaceful, a euphoric peace the kind you never want to leave the kind you want more of the kind of peace that is magnetic and draws you in. A pure and holy peace that you will never want to leave. I knew what I was feeling and what I was being shown, it was truly of GOD.

I didn't see the face of GOD I was only close enough to feel a little of the peace of heaven, the kind of peace you will never forget. Then I was returned to my bed, I remember the whole thing as though it happened just yesterday. I sat up and looked at the clock, midnight I was astounded because I had always slept through the night no problem. Maybe it was the relief from getting that outline written, that sense of accomplishment even though it wasn't a book I knew I captured all the important details. As I looked at the clock I had the song this sweet hour of prayer in or on my mind, I started thinking about the song and next I was thinking of new lines for the song. I never had a poetic experience like that before, this was new to me it was why I sat up and looked at the clock, I knew I had to write down some of these lines and so I got up out of bed and went down stairs turning on the computer and going straight to the message board to post a few lines that were running through my mind.

I have heard of poetic justice but what I experienced was poetic injustice I remember sharing that and I remember a reply,

Blessed is he who comes on his knees at this sweet hour of prayer.

It was a welcome, after doing a whole lot of writing and rhyming of which I felt I could have gone on forever just rhyming and writing line after line, but I made my post finished up quickly and went back to bed. I wanted to be fresh for work the next day.

I was good prior to that event, but after that vision I felt like a new person even better.

I had a vision which was like Deja'vu when I was a child and after going to bed the night of 1-6-2002 at some point prior to the involuntary committal I had another vision, it was the conception of Jesus. It was kind of bizarre but it made complete sense. Mary the mother of Jesus was a virgin never having born a child and Joseph and Mary conceived Jesus through natural intercourse. I didn't see the act, but I knew what the message was in my vision I felt kind of voyeuristic, and yet there was no pornography again the people I saw were like shadows, the images of the people in action.

Then after the involuntary committal I was able to do some other interesting things, involving poetry, I was shown things as others shared.