IMAGE ✨

Images flashes my mind.
Encounters flashes my eyes.
I know.
I wasn’t told.
I’d experience this.
I know it isn’t a fluke.
Goosebumps you say?

Oh, no!

This images are real.

My nose remembers it’s fragrance.
I remember.
I saw him.
His eyes are white.
I never imagined this.
The details, so secure.
The words he spoke weren’t heresy.
His sayings seems to be piercing my heart.

My heart skipped.

I took a deep breath.

Now, I had to be calm.
He said to me calmly, fear not.
My senses couldn’t relate with this experience.
Every words that came out of his mouth, broke, shaped, and recalibrated me.

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My eyes couldn’t hold it anymore.

It's okay to cry.

Tears rolled out.

“Fear was being exchanged for faith.”

Now, he held my hands.
I felt warmth as he encapsulated me and made me intertwined with his person.
I’ve always wanted this.
Now, I experienced him.
I’ve heard it.
My being is calm, as it’s savouring this whole experience.

Now, the world will know his name.

His imagine is same as mine.

I am wired.
Made in his image.
Finally, when he comes.
I don’t need to panic anymore.
I will forever spend my life with him.
His imaged, isn’t a portrait.

It’s a reality.

I am enough, because God is enough!

I am his imagine.
Imago-dei.