Having learned to discern which voice in my head belonged to God, I noted how clearly He made Himself be known. He spoke and framed His persistent and lucidly stated desires and directives through His love. Therefore, I now stood on the rim of a manhole up in space, or so I supposed, because I simply followed His orders. As I let the heavy air drip from my clothing I looked and saw that nothing registered in my eyesight except a brilliant, white light, although I did not need to shield my eyes from its brightness. I wondered if maybe I were standing in the middle of a thick cloud right by the sun when suddenly two angels came hurtling at me from behind, each took an arm, lifted me and we shot forward at the speed of light.
Christianity is not a belief system. It is a whole other world that we call the Kingdom of Heaven, or the Kingdom of God, or the Spiritual Realm and our passport to enter this other world is the mark indicating we have received Jesus as our Lord. God has marked those who are His own. The demons who live in the dark world recognize us by this mark as well as do the angels of God.
Some say the mark is the pineal gland in the middle of the brain, which is plump and active in children, but after adolescence it calcifies, however it can come back to life and be vibrant once more. This gland produces melatonin for the body. Since this gland reacts to light through the retina, some have thought the pineal gland receives the Light of God and diffuses it throughout the being of the born again believer.
Writing has been in my blood, so to speak, but when I surren-dered my life to Jesus Christ and He told me to write, all my trepidations rolled away and I began in earnest! After all, if God Almighty says it was His idea that I be a writer, who am I to stand in His way? My hope is that you not only like what I write, but that your life is moved by it, and that your party to Jesus and with Jesus turns your life into days of Heaven on Earth.