It is Finished

 

 

God has always spoken to me in dreams and visions since I was a child.  But this vision was planted into my spirit to never be forgotten.

 

Sitting in my car, waiting on my teenage son to finish an appointment,  I was talking to the Lord. “I need to understand what you are telling me, Lord.  You said, ‘Don’t just walk in love, but be love.”  “How?”

 

Suddenly, I was there with you.  I gasped and stared; then turned away crying and feeling sick.  Hanging on the cross, your body was naked and bleeding, bruised and torn.  How your face looked still brings tears to my eyes when I remember.  Swollen, bloodied, bruised, and with gaping wounds, it did not resemble a face.  Your eyes burned into me.  Eyes full of pain and full of love, yet they looked steadfast and resolute.

 

As I stood there crying and shaking, you called to me, “Look at me.”  I turned slowly and was startled as I looked at ME!  I hung on the cross.  I saw the fear in my eyes and the weight of depression upon my shoulders.  I could see it all there – the abuse, the broken heart, the betrayal, the rejection.  I saw the gasps for air and heard the wheezing of the asthma I had as a teenager.  But in an instant it changed.  Healed and whole,  I stood as a confident young woman with a light glowing about me.

 

Before I could react, it changed again.  A white man in his twenties hung on the cross.  I recognized the signs.  His eyes were defiant, but his body was wracked with pain.  I saw the purple spots on his emaciated body.  I recognized AIDS.  But he changed before my eyes.  He stood healed and whole.  No longer defiant, he held himself erect in humility and strength, covered with the glowing light.

 

Then a young girl cried out as she curled herself into a fetal position.  I again recognized the signs.  A victim of molestation and rape, she suddenly changed into a smiling and laughing, innocent child bathed in light.

 

Then a black man appeared.  His body was limp as he hung from the rope.  Instantly he stood strong and proud, standing free in the glorious light. 

 

Then a soldier with a missing leg became whole and complete.

 

I stood fascinated as the scene kept changing before me.  Every man, woman, boy and girl, every color and race, flashed before my eyes.  First in need, every sickness and disease of body and soul; then changing to stand healed and complete, washed in this glorious light.  The scenes began speeding up.  Eventually so fast I could only see the colors – and I thought of the song ‘red and yellow, black and white’ – then it would be followed by that radiant light.

 

I stood watching the light show of eternity, all happening at the ‘speed of light’.  Always behind the scene was the cross.  In the center, this glorious light streamed out from the cross.  And then I heard him say, “It is finished.”

 

The vision faded.  Sitting in my car, I cried.  I knew that he had become me.  He had become you.  So we could become him.

 

Lord, help me to become love.

 

 

Debbie Nunn