I often wonder what I really know about Jesus Christ either from true discernment or from how other's perceive my faith.  The question I've asked lately is what do I really know about God and how does it all come about for me or even through me?  I used to think, when I was in church, that people that talked about Jesus was were, only they were not.  I really remember thinking that, God forbid.  But I've noticed in my life Jesus calls us to himself through the Father for the reason of redemption.  I wanna share a vision of heaven that once entered my day at the Landfill that I cannot forget and I cannot quite explain.  I remember that day and what I was doing.  I have often had experiences of seeing Jesus's face in signs and wonders just simply throughout the day.  I was on my journey to Columbus one day to get some trash out of the shed at this house that my dad bought and discovered a longing for something different in life and more fulfilling.  I remember looking down at the magazines that I threw out and saw a man pointing a gun at a young lady with her night gown on forcing her into submission.  I immediately started to understand the depths of evil that are in the human heart and in the world.  I suddenly grabbed my guitar that day and started towards the dump.  On my way there, I started realizing something about identity.  I wanted to identify or copy the things I saw in the world, and I heard a voice saying to "identify with the King" and I then started having a revelation.  The truck I was driving seemed to just carry me through the area past the EMCC Comm-university, and I saw a rainbow in the sky and then as I looked up and obeyed the voice, I started getting that peace that the world cannot give that comes from God.  I started to experience God in complete serenity and with the oil of gladness.  I then kept feeling a tug towards the south Alt-45 exit and I turned right to go to the dump.  I then before that saw in my minds eye, Jesus in a white radiant cloak with a blue sash and somehow he was across the sky leading me and comforting me.  I realized that I was identifying with Jesus.  Then as I went to the dump I started understanding that it was something I had to follow and not just wait on.  I then started getting nervous about my truck tire possibly getting popped in the yard and then I drove into the landfill and started dumping my trash.  I was illuminated and full of life that day.  I looked up in the sky and I noticed what I can say was God in all his glory.  The clouds looked brighter and absolutely stunning and awe inspiring and breathtaking.   I then knew that that was a chance to follow Jesus and I then wanted to leave my truck behind and walk to the South.  The way I felt was new.  Even the people that helped me fix my flat tire I worried about could tell and it seemed like the beginning of reality for me.  Intense as it was, I knew that Jesus was God and that Jesus was and is real.  I turned out of that place disappointed because I didn't feel like I  gave up all for him just that day.  However, in my daily walk I can follow his lead until He calls again or when I'm truly ready.  This is one of my testimonies of Jesus Christ. 

 

“Your personal testimony, however meaningful it is to you, is not the gospel.” R. C. Sproul

 

REVELATIONS 12:11

¹¹ And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death.

To end: 

I talked to a friend about why it happened and why it didn't continue and I realized through him that it was a glimpse of the Almighty God just to let me know he's there.