God came to my bedroom in the night...

I am direct. Some may call it blunt… at times. Others call it bold. I am all those. So, here we go. Grab some coffee… you may want to sit down too. It’s serious.

I woke up this morning thinking about the wee hours of September 16, 2012. You see… God is real, and He's here with us. What I'm about to tell you is an actual event that I experienced in the flesh. Some of you will not believe it, because you do not believe in God. Some of you will think I've lost my mind. Some believers will question this event, and struggle with belief. And there will be those of you who will say… I've been there. Here's what happened recently.

It's a day that the Lord came to visit! God made His presence seen… visibly SEEN. It was not a dream. It was not a vision. It was His very Presence in our bedroom early that morning. This is not the first time the Lord had made His presence to me so boldly. I was very sick as a child, and twice He made His presence seen in those very ill years. As a child He came in the form of Light… a small round circle. But that's for another time and another posting.

For months, God has/had been waking me up between 3:00 and 4:30 in the morning in order to spend time with Him. It’s a time of musical worship… a time of prayer… a time of confession… a time of intimacy… and especially a time of listening to Him… because He SPEAKS to me.

On September 15th, my husband and I had dinner with our worship minister and his wife. After dinner my husband and I came home, and got ready for bed. It was a typical Saturday date night. Early that morning, September 16th, I woke about 3:30 a.m. I was WIDE awake, and could not go back to sleep. Light had been coming in from our wood blinds in our bedroom. So I got up, closed all the blinds on my side of the bedroom, went to the kitchen, got some water, checked to make sure the front door was locked, went to the bathroom, and got back into bed. You see, my eyes are very sensitive to light, and I am a light sleeper. Any light wakes me up… as it did on this night.

In addition, on any given night, my iPad and my iPhone sit on my nightstand. As I attempted to lie there… in order to go back to sleep… all of a sudden a light came on in the room. I was lying on my back… and my nightstand was to the right of me. I opened my eyes, and I saw that my iPad had lit up. A little frustrated, I clicked the IPAD off, and then I closed my eyes again. Two or three minutes later, a light came on again in the room. I immediately turned to my right and opened my eyes… but this time my iPad was not lit. The room was.

What I saw was in the ceiling. Under normal circumstances, our ceiling has four recessed light canisters, and a ceiling fan in the center of our rectangular room. At that moment there was nothing in the ceiling… it was like a white smooth backdrop. And directly above to the right of my side of the bed there was this beautiful… about 4 foot round… moving, illuminating… glow. It was rotating and alive. It gave the room a soft, but fully lit glow. I had no doubt… It was God.

I pushed/threw myself back against the headboard… held up on my elbows. I wasn't scared. I knew it was God. I'd been in His presence before. I went to wake my husband who sleeps to my left, and when I turned to my husband, he was lying on his back with his hands folded across his stomach perfectly positioned… and still. I could see his hair, and his entire outline around his head. But his face was a skeleton, and he only had his right eye. His left eyeball was gone, and that socket was a big black hole.

When I saw this, I immediately looked back up to God who was still there and present. I quickly looked back at my husband for a second time, and nothing had changed… still… the skeletal face. I looked back up to God, who was still there… illuminating His beautiful Light. At that moment, as I dropped down off my elbows, the room went dark.

I was thinking, ‘I saw You, Lord. What is it that You want me to do for You?’ I asked God to calm my heart and he did. I quickly fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning, and asked my husband if he had seen anything. He said he had heard me get out of bed, and close the blinds, but nothing else. So I told him what had happened.

God had a message He was sending, and I was just the messenger. But He doesn't necessarily divulge this information to me up front (although recently He has). It's only in hindsight, as His plan unfolds, that I am made aware of what His message is/was, and I am to ‘see’. It's revelation… I live to listen to His instructions.

Three weeks later, on a Sunday again, my husband goes to take a shower in the p.m. And it's at that time that the purpose of the message the Lord had sent three weeks prior… was revealed. The message was fully delivered to my husband… alone with the Lord. God's message for my husband is for another post… with my husband’s permission, of course.

I am telling you this for one reason only: God is a supernatural power. AND He is very REAL and present in our everyday lives. We MUST seek Him and LISTEN… because He is speaking to you and me. HE IS ALIVE. Make no mistake.

Heaven is real. What I saw early that morning was a glimpse. It was magnificent! No need to fear death. It is our passage way to the eternal Light that God has promised His people. Thank You for this, Jesus!

I realize there is much to take in… in this posting. I would be happy to speak to anyone with questions. God’s command directly, to me, is ‘Open your mouth, and I will take care of the rest.’ I will obey… in music, in word, in speech, in body and soul. In everything and all I am… I will speak of the Lord. I will tell what He is doing in my life. There are so many areas I see Him at work… and hear Him.

I Praise You, Almighty, Glorious, Illuminating Father! May Your Light illuminate our dark world… Thank You, Jesus!

There are more encounters. I will leave those for another day.

Go in Peace.

~ maribel hill

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