A Walk With Jesus

By: T.L. Hilliard

Psalm 123:1-4

A song of ascents.

I lift up my eyes to you,
       to you whose throne is in heaven.

As the eyes of slaves look to the hand of their master,
       as the eyes of a maid look to the hand of her mistress,
       so our eyes look to the LORD our God,
       till he shows us his mercy.

Have mercy on us, O LORD, have mercy on us,
       for we have endured much contempt.

We have endured much ridicule from the proud,
       much contempt from the arrogant.

It is a beautiful spring day on the beach no one else around this early in the morning as I stand at the waters edge a breeze on my face and the taste of the salt air. I let the waves roll over my feet and feel the sand move as the tide goes out. Such a peaceful time of the day and a special time that I spend with God, and then I feel a hand on my shoulder, look up, and smile as I see Jesus at my side my eyes fixed on Him, my ears only hear the words that Jesus speaks.

He offers me his hand and we begin to walk down the coast. Just Jesus and me alone on the beach I can't believe that He came to spend this special time, He listens to me and I am in awe of the special personal conversation that we are having. We talk of my past, the time before I opened my eyes, heart and mind to His Father and Him and of my walk with Him from the day the Spirit entered my body. He knew it all, He didn't care, Jesus reminded me that I was forgiven that day when I stepped into that cold shower to be cleansed. I spoke to Jesus about my walk and the hard times, those who did not embrace His love as I do the attacks of Satan.

Jesus stops and sits on a piece of driftwood and gestures to me to sit on His right, just as I have pictured that Mary did when He came to visit at her house. Looking up again into His eyes we continue with our conversation and Jesus tells me of all the works that I have done in His name as a servant of His Father and that I am doing well, the troubles I go through are for a purpose.

We are silent for a moment and I can hear the waves, and feel the breeze again on my face. Again, Jesus begins to speak and it is a prayer to His Father;

Father, please guide my sister, your servant; remind her of the Love you have always had for her. Please show her that the faith and love that she has for the trinity, and all the creatures here on earth is all that you require of her, continue to fill her with love for her to pass along to your sons and daughters. As she acknowledges her sin please forgive her as you have promised and I have paid for. Father her love is great and her heart is filled teach her my Father In your name we pray, As we say Amen together I glance up again to my savior and Jesus is gone, yet I still feel His presence, His arms around me and His warmth fills my body, I hear in my head “I will always be here with you, just look up and open your heart.” Amen

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