Weeping for Yeshua’s Return

12-19-14

While dreaming, I wept quietly for the return of our Messiah; I missed Hm so! It was as if He was very near to me, and I asked Him if I could call Him Jesus sometimes. I couldn’t see His face, but it seemed as if He smiled and said, “Yes,” even though it’s just a nickname. It was like He was consoling me. I woke up crying.

This one was short, but intense. My weeping seemed to be coming from such a deep, deep place in my spirit. It was as if I was not only expressing my own longing for Him but also representing all of His bride as a corporate body. It was so powerful that it also had a feeling of being ancient, as if I myself had waited almost 2,000 years for His return. I know this is hard to understand, but as we have returned to the whole Word and His Feasts, I have wondered too, if some ancient DNA has been awakened inside of me and my family. Has something been passed throughout the generations in my blood that I would experience such as this? (Sounds crazy I know.) I can’t be sure, but I do know that I l-o-n-g for His return along with the rest of His bride.