Sunday, May 4, 2008

Coins from Heaven



Several years ago I had an amazing vision that still is as clear to me now as it was when I first had it. At the time that the vision began, I was in church and praying to God about asking for heavenly gifts, perfect gifts from my Heavenly Father. It was then that this particular vision started...

As I prayed with my eyes closed, I held out my hands toward heaven, waiting for God to respond. The next thing I know, I felt something small in my right hand. It weighed my hand down slightly, startling me so much that I opened my eyes. I looked at my hand, but saw nothing. God asked me to close my eyes again and "look" again, so I did.

A small wooden box approximately 4X6 inches sat in my hand. It had a rough hewn appearance, made of wood and some sort of dark metal, possibly iron. The top of the box was hinged, sort of like an old steamer trunk and the top lay open for me to look into the box. Inside the box were three gold coins. The gold coins were amazing in their appearance compared to the box. Each coin was thick and approximately 2 inches in diameter. The were very bright and shiny...more than the just gold itself, but they appeared to actually glow. I wish I could draw an accurate picture of what I saw. Instead I borrowed the poor example of the picture above instead.

God then spoke and asked me to pick up one of the coins. I reached with my left hand and picked one out. The first side of the coin was absolutely heavenly...literally! The face of the coin glowed brightly and there was a picture of the God's heavenly city. Beautiful spires adorned this coin, and angels hovered over the tops of the spires on this coin. Everything sparkled and glowed on the face of this coin. It had to be one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen.

Then I turned the coin over and smiled at the contrast between the first side of the coin compared to the second side. The opposite side still glowed but it was a much more humble, personal picture. Jesus sat on a rock and children were playing with Him. Some were sitting in His lap, some were pulling at his robe, and there was even one that had jumped on His back as if asking for a piggyback ride! It was very intricate and beautiful.

As I held this coin, I heard God's voice telling me to give the coin away. "What? It is so beautiful! How can I give it away?"

"Give the coin away," He prompted again.

"Who should I give it to?" I asked, still reluctant to give it up.

"To whoever comes to you," He answered.

Hoping that no one would come up to me, I continued to hold the coin, not moving, afraid I would draw someone's attention. Shortly, someone I didn't know walked toward me.

"Give it to her," God whispered.

I sighed and handed her the coin. She was overjoyed at her gift and walked away with my eyes following her and my now lost coin.

"Look back at the box," God prompted me.

When I turned my eyes to the box, I saw that the box now contained at least a dozen coins and my I was overjoyed at my gift.

"Now," God instructed, "give those coins away too."

I reached over and grabbed a handful of coins and dropped them in people's hands as they came up to me. When I ran out of coins in my hand, I looked back at the box again.

This time, the box was half full!

I now caught on to the fact that the more coins I gave away, the more I would receive! "This is great!" I reached over and grabbed more coins and began to pass those out as well. Looking back at the box again, I now saw that it was full to the top. I grabbed handfuls of coins and handed them to people as fast as I could. Once again, I looked back and the box was now overflowing with coins, piled high. Coins were dropping to the ground because the box couldn't contain them all.

"This is one of my gifts to you," God said, and then He didn't say anymore about it.

I opened my eyes once more and looked at my outstretched hand again. Although I felt the weight of the box in my hand, I could not see it. I shook my hand a few times but the feeling did not go away.

The service had ended and people were talking to one another, but I just sat down and contemplated what had just happened to me. I held my right hand in my lap, just staring at it and still feeling the weight of the box sitting in it.

For many weeks, that feeling never went away. Everytime I held out my hand, the weight of the box was there, reminding me of that vision I had. Even though I don't feel the weight of that box in my hand now, God has since shown me that the gift has not been removed. I still have the box. He was only teaching me how to use the box of coins that day and what would happen if I used it.

The box of coins was more than just monetary rewards, although it is certainly included. The gifts of the heavenly coins were gifts imparted to me from God that I needed to freely share with other who were in need of them. It could be something as simple as food, praying with someone, sharing words of knowledge or encouragement, sharing the hope of everlasting life, or giving a monetary gift. The concept was to keep giving, and to give freely and joyfully.

It has been a lesson that I continue to improve upon and refine as the years have gone by.

Want your own box of gold coins? Start by praying for the gifts that He has for you, then begin to give them away freely and joyfully. God will bless your efforts a thousandfold!!!

Thursday, May 1, 2008

A New Blog

I wanted to start a blog site that shows a more rounded picture of what is important to me. I've touched on some of that in my soaping blog, but I have focused much more on my soap than anything else.

Soap is only one very small part of who I am and what claims importance in my life.

First and foremost, I am a child of God...everything else is secondary.

God created the heavens and the earth. If He hadn't, I wouldn't be here.

God created me, otherwise I wouldn't be here writing this blog.

God gave me a plethora of talents as diversified as they come. I recognize that and desire to use them to give Him glory. Without God, I wouldn't have the talents that I do.

God gave a delightful husband, great kids and has pulled me out of the pit of hell.

I owe Him a lot and there is no way of paying back.

That's OK. He doesn't expect payback other than to just love Him.

Therefore, the reason why I exist is to love God and give Him all the glory with all the talent I have, which He already gave me anyway.

Wow! :)