A few months ago I looked into the eyes of Jesus and noticed something that I had never seen before. I never noticed where He looks. I looked into His eyes and He looked into mine. Previously, I paid attention to where I look, and now I'm looking into the eyes that look at me. I've never seen such a look, it completely captured me, all of me and I was very scared. It was scary how close and focused was His look. I would continue to look at Him, but I did not want Him to look at me like He did.
I knew that then something would happen and I was right. He told me the following: "As long as we do not deal with your past, we will not go anywhere." Now I understand why I was so scared and embarrassed, Jesus was really going to get me back into the past. Oh, how I did not want that! Probably, there is no greater punishment than put the old skeletons in the closet outside. I certainly know I'm not perfect and a lot of things are done wrong, but one thing is to know and another thing to realize. I was really scared to go back.
Oh, how wrong I was! It was a way not backward, but forward. I expected to fall, but I took off!







