Early this morning as I lay crying in my bed not able to sleep I cried aloud and asked that
someone come to comfort me, to rescue me, to heal me of my pain. No sooner had those very words
escaped my trembling lips that I was bathed in a bright warm glow a glory brighter than the sun.
I sat there in awe not quite aware of what it was I saw, then out of the light of glory stepped
the One I long for most of all. My Jesus, King of all was my Visitor, the One that had come to
comfort me. He sat beside me on my bed, my precious Visitor dear and held my head close to His
breast and sang my tears to silence. He kissed my cheek and whispered close that He had really
been here. This was no dream, no mere fantasy, my King had come and shown me love. He touched my
mind He healed me and I will never be the same. I am forever changed by a simple visit from my
beautiful Heavenly Visitor.
