I had a vision at eighteen. by twenty five the vision had changed. my whole life rearranged by thirty. I wasn't just a mother, I was five times a mother, three times a wife. but I was never just a mother, but a mother with a vision. I was a woman with a dream. A woman feeling like I could do anything. Anything but fail. I even painted a picture of my king and I his queen. Nothing was impossible for me back then. I was a woman making great decisions. I wasn't as stay home mother, I was a woman, who held a full time job, a woman that loved to reach out, touch, taste and see the goodness and greatness of Fathers creation. I loved caring for others, sharing with others with love.

Yes I had a vision. the Reality of it, the promise of it. and it's powerful source of it's practical inevitability , I had some powerful stuff to do and say. then my body began to fail me. so much tumble got in my way. Yet with the Love of Jesus and the power of prayer and praise, me Jesus Christ saved. God lead me to the altar, anointed me, appointed me, said to me, these my child the truth can save. You were not created to be the devil's slave. and so I stood up, got out that old wheelchair, went where I was sent, said what was needed to for the people to hear.,

I had to do what my vision said to me. I had to be the best me I could ever be. Yes I had a great vision as a mother, a child of God, a teacher and a preacher. And so I kept pushing and pulling enjoying and blessing the inspiration of it. The promise of it. Living it made keeping on, when I felt I couldn't take another step. I had a vision permeating within my soul. Yes, I had to reach my goal. Reaching and Teaching, Preaching and Doing brought my vision to life. See my first goal was to walk with Christ, who paid the price, that I might live abundantly. Taking hold of the hands that came to me, sent by God. Reaching out to the undesirable with my whole heart.

Participating everyday is the reality of my spiritual transformation. Daily Jesus and I have conversation. I yet have a vision at sixty three, loving others and telling them about Jesus, blesses others as it blesses me, telling others who He is, what He is and His precious Love. At last my vision is clear now that I am near the end. I bow to no human, idle or any one. I am controlled by no one. The great I Am lives in me. Setting me free from all the pain and humiliation that so many has tried to inflict on me. I am free, I am whole, Christ Jesus Son of the Living God holds my soul.

My vision will end one day this I know, when Christ Jesus completes the room He went to prepare for me. Yes Christ went to get that mansion made and trimmed in silver and gold. He prepared for His brides. My vision tells me, He created and took His time to get it right just for me. The vision of years of seeking, knocking, asking, finding will come to an end, when I, one of the Brides of Christ comes for me.

Yes I had a vision. The Reality of it, the promise of it and its powerful source of it practical inevitability. I had some powerful stuff to do and say, then my body began to fail me. Yet with the Love of Jesus and the power of prayer and praise, God lead me to the altar, anointed me, said to me, this my child the truth can save. You were not created to be the devil's slave. So I stood up, got out that old wheelchair, went where I was sent, said what was needed to for the people to hear. Those of Father, came, confessed and with their whole heart they did repent. None can come unless they are called, and none can hear unless they listen, now can teach without being taught, none can be saved unless they accept the Son of God confessing Him as the head of their lives. The true children of God knows the Heart of God.

I have lived, outside of Christ, now He lives inside of me. Serving that old enemy of Christ Jesus throws some awful stuff at the Christ who lives in me. My vision is clear, now that I know who I am , and who lives in me. Greater is He that lives in me, then He that lives in the world. I died the day Christ came and entered me.