A VISION OF HEAVEN - as given to Ruthie
One day I dreamt I flew away to a far and distant land
I knew my spirit was being led by God’s unchanging hand
I knew this must be heaven for the scenery was so grand
I was so happy as I clung so tightly to my Fathers hand
I saw flowers so beautiful growing in this pleasant land
I reached down to touch them as the dew of heaven rested on my hand
A dew as sweet as honey and pure as could be
Rained down from Gods flowers a refreshing on me
As far as I could see there was beauty everywhere
The mountains were so beautiful and the snowcaps were there
below flowed a river so holy, and pure, I could no longer question for I knew that I was there
I asked my Father could I stay here awhile and wade in this water as the dew of heaven, fell softly on my hair
I am so tired and from this place I never want to go
He said no my daughter back to earth you must go
How my heart was saddened as we walked on in His glow
You must go back to let others know you see
They will be lost forever if they never believe in me
You have the keys to the kingdom I have placed them in your hand
Go and preach my Gospel to my children in the land
I’m not asking you to do something impossible can’t you see
It begins with one and then another as you teach them to put their trust in me
I’ll speak of Calvary’s power through your voice filled with praise.
How from death and the grave I was raised.
As you tell the story how I died to set men free it will come forth in grace and glory,
and power man will marvel at how this can be
Of how God raised up a precious housewife without fame or glory
A pure and simple tool to tell His Gospel story
All of those who come to listen and all who come to see
Will meet the Christ of Glory and I will set them free
O’ my Jesus I really don’t want to go back,to a world of pain and cold.
I would much rather walk with You on these streets of gold
Yet I know I must Lord for the Gospel story must be told
Do not worry daughter I will pour out My Spirit upon your weary soul
and fill your heart with joy I will heal your body and I will make you whole
There are those far away the Gospel they need to hear
And all of those around you so my child do not fear
I don’t want to let you go love I too want you to stay
The time is quickly growing short the night is almost here
So you must get busy and the faces of man not fear
I must anoint you now and kiss you goodbye
As you stand here trembling with teardrops in your eyes
I know that I can trust you to do the best you can
Do not be afraid in the name of Jesus every battle you will win
Even though at times you will be tested and tried
In each and every battle the victory we will win
Now I must let you go so you can do My work
As I wave goodbye to you I can feel how much your heart will hurt
I will not leave you defenseless I will never leave you alone
For My Holy Spirit will come to you,and make your heart His home
So now my loved one the time is growing near
Come and let me brush away each and every tear
As I hold you in my arms and tell you goodbye I can hear your spirit softly sigh
I will bring you quickly home when your work on earth is through.
My Jesus it makes me sad to say goodbye for now I know I will walk here again and at your feet I will bow
In that final day when I come back home to You
I will be so happy because I know once again I will walk heavens shores with You
Poetry by Ruthie, 1994 To 2000 © rep
I had a dream one night about this very place I described in the poem.
I don’t know if I was dreaming or if I actually died?
It was at a time when my Father was dying with leukemia.
When I awoke my eyes felt so clean I could not seem to erase this dream from my mind.
My father was dying and I wanted to write it down to send to him.
He needed someone to encourage him in his final hours.
I went to buy a card for him to send with my letter.
I know it sounds strange but I found a card with almost the same theme, the picture was so like the dream I had.
Beautiful snow-capped mountains clear clean streams of water, the flowers, and trees beyond description.
The clean crisp air.
I always thought if I ever dreamt of heaven I would see a city with street of gold.
Like we learned about in Sunday school and Church.
I don’t know why I dreamt heaven was like that?
It was very scenic, and outdoors so beautiful and refreshing and Jesus the Savior was there.
I know our God is a miracle working God and He still speaks to His children through dreams and visions.
If you don’t believe that’s ok.
I never used to believe either.
There are so many miracles going on,around us every day.
Things that we humans cannot explain!
When God visits me with a dream, or vision, I can’t erase them from my mind.
He usually follows it with a prophecy.
I know it is a prophetic message in regards to what I am about to face.
A word of encouragement to keep me carrying on in my faith walk with the Lord.
Possibly a word of direction to help me stay on the right path.
There are many reasons God still speaks to us through visions and dreams.
When I have dreams or visions, I cannot forget them until I write them down.
Even then they are still there as if they are painted on my heart.
When God speaks to me like that I know He is trying to show me something.
I open my spiritual eyes and ears and ask Him,
"Dear Lord, what are You trying to show me?"
Every time He makes it clear to me, what it is He wants me to know.
Our God is a wonderful miracle working God and His ways are past finding out.
This dream was for me to comfort my Father who was dying with leukemia.
And tell him the gospel story. Not long after that he passed away.
My prayer was that my Dad might have reached out to Jesus in his final hour and believed that God truly loved him.
As it is written in John 3:16
In Honor of My Father
John Julius Vinson
March 21, 1917 to May 30, 1994
Go rest High on that mountain, Daddy.
Meet me at the foot of the mountains,
where God's healing waters flow.
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