He Will Cover You With His Feathers
There I was around age five playing outside on a perfect day.
I can hear the birds, see butterflies, and feel immensely grateful for the peace and safety that surrounds me. Then, Jesus appears as an angel of the Lord and He has wings. (Psalm 91:4) We are taken to a beautiful waterfall and I can hear the sound and feel the water as I am standing in front of it.
Then he covers my entire body with His wings, and suddenly I begin observing us outside of my body. I can no longer see myself at this point. This is when the Angel of the Lord appears to become an elevator (for lack of a better description), and we start going down!
I immediately know that as He takes me down, we are going to the past. Back where I was so afraid to go without Him.
Events I remember begin flashing like a movie, some don’t make sense, or the memory is a bit blurry. The childhood house I grew up in immediately triggered anxiety and fear appears. There’s now a hint of dread I can feel, but I know I’m safe because He’s with me and brought me here for a reason.
Jesus Says, "You're Going To Learn How To Breathe Underwater"
The first thing I see is my sister hiding in an unfinished wall. We would run and hide here when we felt scared because my parents were fighting or playing around as kids. I could see her fear in my memory. Then I could see some of the orphans my grandmother cared for that came to live with us after she died. One tried to lock me in a room, and I remember screaming so loud until he looked panic-stricken by my piercing scream. He opened the door as fast as he could! He was terrified of my father, who had an explosive temper, especially with him.
At this point in my Jesus encounter, I feel like I can’t breathe. No longer an observer but back in the encounter as myself, I hear Jesus say, “You’re going to learn how to breathe underwater.” This is where I am suddenly immersed underwater and floating to the bottom of the ocean, feeling a deep sense of peace going down. As I approached the sea floor, I realized two things. I was no longer a little girl but a baby, and He had taken me on a journey back to the womb, even though in my Jesus encounter, it looked like the bottom of an ocean.