Thursday, October 29, 2015


Several years ago, I had a dream that changed my whole life.

I saw the cross with a little door at the bottom. It was VERY, tiny. It was so small, that I wondered if I could fit? As I started to crawl, army style on my stomach toward the cross,  it began to open up. It was such a mystery. I wanted to know what was on the other side, but I didn't dare to look up, in case the Lord might notice me. 

Foolish woman that I was--Jesus wasn't even on the cross. Then a voice spoke to me, "Why are you crawling on your belly, child?" The voice was familiar. It was Jesus.

I answered, "Lord, I want to go through the tiny door, but I am afraid I won't fit."

"With  that backpack strapped to your back, child, you will never get though. No baggage allowed," He responded

I was so disappointed. I didn't recognize that I was carrying a heavy burden on my back. For years, it had been attached to me like superglue.   

The Lord knew my thoughts, " Have you forgotten?  I AM THE DOOR and I took all your burden through this door years ago." exclaimed the Lord.

I had forgotten. Strapped to my back was still my burden of sin. I knew better, but why was I still holding on to it? Before I knew it, Jesus had unstrapped my backpack, put it on His shoulders, and disappeared. 

The tiny door began to mysteriously open.  I heard the Lord say, "Now, go through the door and enjoy my presence."

In fear and trembling I went through the door as it closed behind me. What a marvelous sense of His presence and fullness of joy came over me.   For the first time, I was free of my burden of sin. 

Suddenly, I heard a loud wailing cry from the outside of the door.  "My God My God, why have you forsaken Me?"

I fell prostrate on my face.  In my spirit, I saw Jesus on the cross with blood sweating through His pores and dripping down His face. His flesh was merciless stripped from His body. All of this was endured for my sake. My sin had nailed Him on the cross. I cost Him His life.  For how long I don't remember, it was quiet.

Then I heard these words, " Arise my daughter.  Your sins though they were many have been washed in my blood. You were forgiven--come follow me."  I  now found myself on the other side of the cross looking out into the world through the eyes of Jesus  and my heart was changed. 

This vision opened my spiritual eyes to see that Jesus is the door into the Kingdom of God. There is no other way. Through His death, burial and resurrection, the Lord crucified me. Now I no  longer live, but I live by the faith of the Son of God who loved me and gave Himself for me.(Gal 2:20 KJ).  I have a brand new life and it is a brand-new day.  Jesus is alive in me and I in Him.  
John 10:9  'I Am the Door. If anyone enters by Me, he will be saved and will go in and out and find pasture." 


  1. livingseasonsministry.com11/19/15, 10:43 AM

    What a remarkable story, Dottie, and quite moving. Isn't it a glorious day when we know that Jesus is alive in us. Thank-you for sharing your heart. Lynda

    1. Truly Jesus is our life and you are so right. There is nothing like knowing that Jesus is alive in us.


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