As I lay down with my face to the ground, seeing how much God IS, and how so we are NOT, I realize I was seeing Jesus Christ with the thorns on his head, blood and sweat mixed in on his face, and I realized something. (I still see his image now as I type, it appears again for a few seconds, and then gone.) I see Jesus with that blood and sweat and that agonizing, and I am trying to tell him, "THose are MY sins you are taking away from me! You didn't do anything wrong, I am responsible! I stand accused before the witness seat, not you! Then I say, "I don't understand why you did that! (I am seeing different views of the same picture, blood and sweat on his face, crown of green thorns on his head.) I tell him, "I should be up there! not you! You are innocent!" But He is still there, taking my place, where I should have gone. And I say, "Why, Jesus, why did you do this for me? Why LORD, did you send your Son to die for me?" And I see, a vast pool, of I guess perfume but not perfume, but it is hard to explain, and I am told it is Love. And I can't explain it, but it is Love. And that is why..........Christ died for us. It is Love. We didn't deserve it. We still don't deserve it. We will never earn it. God CHOSE, to save us. He could have wiped out all of Creation and started anew, but He, the Creator of the Universe, decided to die in our place for us. There is no other way to explain it but it is Love. These are only words, and serve NO JUSTICE to what I saw.
Following that, I imagined Peter, in the boat with the other Twelve. And there is Jesus walking on the water. And I start moving my feet (remember, I am on the floor face down in my blanket, almost like I am dreaming.) And I imagine Peter crying out, "LORD, if that be you, bid me come." And God says, "Come." And my feet start walking, there goes the rim of the boat, now I am on the glass of the water, walking. And I kept walking. And there was Jesus right in front of me. And I kept walking, and walking, and there was Jesus right in front of me. He moves to the left, and I said, "I see you Jesus! I am following you!" The waves are moving underneath me. And I keep walking, and he moves to the left, and I said, "I see you Jesus! I am following you!" And I keep walking, and wonder about when I will fall into the water like Peter, and it never happens during the encounter with God.
After I thought about Peter, I saw him walking, but he stops, then he turns to the sea and gets scared. The LORD God wanted me to share this with the community, that before Peter fell in the water. that He stopped walking. I kept walking and was looking right and to the left, and nothing happened, and I kept my eyes on Jesus. But I did keep walking.
I saw another version of this, and Peter has fallen into the water, and Christ come and picks him up with a hug. And as I kept feeling the urge to walk, I would move my feet while still praying on the floor. And He took me to a place that would boggle your mind. We really have no clue!