p.s. These images are not exactly what I saw, but the closest I could find. I wish I could paint - I would paint it myself. It truly was beautiful.
Friday, June 21, 2013
Vision of the Christ Child
Many months ago, I had a vision that I was in a pitch black room watching a priest who had his arms raised up - like he was either adoring something or raising something up. His face was pure light and peace and happiness. He wasn't looking at me and he had no idea I was there. His eyes were fixed on whatever his arms were raised to ( I know that's horrible grammar, but you understand). Anyway, I was so drawn in to his happiness that I wanted to see where his eyes were gazing. I turned my head to the left and saw a small child suspended in midair. This child was, I think, the most beautiful child I have ever seen. I couldn't tell if it was a boy or girl. At first I thought it was a girl with wavy short blonde hair and a long nightgown flowing in the breeze (?) - I know that sounds strange as it felt like we were in a black box, but the gown was flowing. The gown was white and had a beautiful wide band of lace at the neck and wrists. The child was glowing - emanating light - and the arms were extended downward toward the priest. I was absolutely captivated. I stood frozen, staring at the child...and then the priest...and then the child... and then the priest. The love and happiness was mesmerizing. All of a sudden, I saw something catch my eye to the right, and it was a man dressed in black. He was sleek looking and I had a horrible gut wrenching feeling of evil. He smiled at me - like "look and watch the havoc that's about to ensue". I had to catch my breath because looking at him caused me to feel like I had been punched and lost all air from my lungs. He was slowly walking towards the priest, and as I felt my insides yell, "No", I was immediately drawn out of my vision and back to my la-z-boy chair where I was nursing my daughter. It took me about a month to realize I had seen the Christ child. And because of the shame I felt in not recognizing Him immediately, I felt sad for many months. I still think about what I saw because I don't know exactly what it means. The closest images I have found online to what I saw have been an image of the Infant of Prague and an image of St. Anthony of Padua. If anyone out there would like to comment, please do so. I would love to hear if you have "seen" anything yourself or if you know anything that could help me with what I saw. God bless! ~+
p.s. These images are not exactly what I saw, but the closest I could find. I wish I could paint - I would paint it myself. It truly was beautiful.
p.s. These images are not exactly what I saw, but the closest I could find. I wish I could paint - I would paint it myself. It truly was beautiful.
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