Tasting Blue

Brothers and sisters, In the spring of 2016 I met Jesus in an extreme encounter. On palm Sunday March 20th around 2:00 in the morning, Jesus woke me up from my sleep and revealed himself to me. Describing the atmosphere in my bedroom upon this awakening is impossible with human words. I experienced the most powerful and pure love imaginable. Being cocooned in a sustained nuclear bomb blast of pure love, might be a metaphorical picture I could possibly use to describe it; but words fall short. Jesus stood at the bottom of my bed. He didn’t have to tell me who he was, I just knew. Without him saying a word, I knew that he was Jesus, that he was my savior, and that there was a powerful dimension of existence which I had not understood at all: the spiritual dimension. The love I was experiencing was his divine essence, he actually is love. Love is a person! The bumper stickers and t-shirts that say “Jesus Is Love” don’t lie. Jesus filled my room with an otherworldly power and pressure of perfectly pure love. His momentous power and pressure pushed in on me from all sides and permeated throughout every atom in my body. I was in a space of impossible opposites because in that moment I felt more comfortable and safe than I had ever been before but had I been under that kind of pressure in anything other than the love of Jesus, I would have died: the pressure and power of his presence was that extreme. We had a brief and wonderful word exchange where we spoke actual words back and forth but so much more was said that day through a transference of knowledge that didn’t include verbal words or my brain. Jesus placed deep understanding straight into my heart. Instantly I knew many specifics about him and many specifics about why he had come. I knew that all love came from him as well as all life and I knew that all love and life were wrapped into him! Before that day I didn’t know I had a creator and now I can’t imagine being separated from him ever again. I had been at enmity with God my whole life and I didn’t even know it. Without question the tyrant of sin had ruled my life. Sin had eclipsed my conscience with darkness and imprisoned my soul in lies. My identity had been fashioned by so much deceit. The way I saw myself was completely distorted. Jesus came to set me free from sin’s chains like he has for so many people before and will do for so many to come! Freedom from the tyrant of sin is God’s hope for all people and it brings the most incredible liberation! Jesus and I fused together that morning and we became one new person. The scripture of Ephesians 2:14 talks about how this new person comes to be: “For he is our peace, who hath made both one, and hath broken down the middle wall of partition between us; Having abolished in his flesh the enmity, even the law of commandments contained in ordinances; for to make in himself of twain one new man, so making peace; And that he might reconcile both unto God in one body by the cross, having slain the enmity thereby…” That is how I woke up to the reality that God is real and that he loves me. The missing part of me that I had been searching the world for all my life was my author and creator named Yeshua (Jesus); his name literally means “salvation”. I was saved by salvation himself. The first week of my awakening in 2016 is a marvelous story and one I love to share. It all occurred during Holy Week. Jesus came to see me each day that week at 2:00 in the morning for 7 straight days. Some of the encounters were so supernaturally intense that I can’t remember them. They were experiences of complete joy and rapture. However, three of the morning encounters I still remember and I call them: the morning of the golden seed; the morning of the breastplate, sword, and veil; and the morning of the chrysalis of light. On the fifth morning which was the morning leading into Passover that evening I was “born again in spirit” which occurs like Jesus explains to Nicodemus in John 3:5: “Jesus answered, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born of water and of the Spirit, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God. That which is born of the flesh is flesh; and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit. Marvel not that I said unto thee, Ye must be born again.” I was 38 years old when I met Jesus. I grew up as an atheist and had never heard the gospel. To me, Jesus was just the baby in the manger at Christmas. When I met him my world was turned upside down and inside out. Since then, supernatural encounters with Jesus and other spirits of light haven’t stopped and my desire to experience and understand the realities of the spiritual realm is what gives adventure and much purpose to my life. Jesus opened my eyes to his wonderous world far beyond any that I could have possibly imagined. It’s a world that was always there but I couldn’t see. I have had many experiences which are reflections of the scriptures. For example, one night during the first year or so after I encountered Jesus, angels came while I was falling asleep in my bed. One of the angels physically touched me on my right temple with their thumb and forefinger. The angel then swiped those two fingers from my right temple across my forehead to my left temple as if sealing a Ziploc bag. Then the angel said, “your forehead is sealed”. The following Sunday at church I asked a friend if she knew what a sealed forehead meant but she didn’t know. I looked it up in the scriptures and found that the book of Revelation mentions sealing foreheads many times. Jesus asked me to write this book during one such encounter. To be honest I was quite grumpy at first about what he’d asked me to do! I told him he’d asked the wrong person! I had never written a book before and I was a fledgling Christian. It took a couple months of him reminding me what he’d asked to make me finally sit down at my computer. Within seconds of touching the keys I was conscious of the story he wished me to tell and this book began to rapidly take form. The first piece of writing was “Father Came” and the second was “Tasting Blue”. What is written within the pages of this book really belongs to Jesus alone because he takes me on each prophetic journey of understanding and he also saw the gift of writing in me that I didn’t know was there. When I began to write I had barely started reading the bible but I was having encounters through the Holy Spirit with Jesus, Sophia (the Spirit of Wisdom) and with other angels. Sophia is true wisdom embodied in a person. She is one of the magnificent queens of heaven. She is one of the seven lamps before God’s throne which are the seven brightest living-expressions of God and are of heaven’s highest spiritual order. Revelation 5:6 tells us how these seven bright lights of life are sent forth into all of the earth. I love Sophia desperately. I have met her in the spiritual dimension and words fall short to describe her quiet poise, beauty, serenity, confidence, and kindness. It’s so wonderfully strange to interact with her because she has absolutely zero inner conflict. She’s completely intoxicating to be around! Sophia is wisdom herself and she is not confused about one single thing. The great gray owl on the previous page of this book is there in her honor since owls are the symbol of wisdom and gray is wisdom’s biblical color. Owls are awesome, they see clearly at night just like true godly wisdom sees through the darkness of human foible and foolishness. It makes me sad that owls are distorted and abused as symbols of witchcraft and the dark arts. All the words of wisdom in this book are from the heart of Sophia. My years of living without Jesus had opened many dark doors to lies, deception, and bad behavior. As I wrote, God encountered me to unravel so much mental distortion and misconception. Many poems in this book are recordings of those encounters and moments. It took me about a year and a half to write