God Is Reaching Down. Are You Reaching Up?

By Patsy J Reising

God is reaching Down, Are you reaching Up?
This book is about searching and receiving answers to life problems.
Everyone encounters problems during their lifetime. Some so overwhelming you dont know what to do, where to turn. If we pray about the problem, we can get answers.
God is alive and well if we just seek Him out and listen for His answer.
He will help us find the right path, lead us to the right direction.
Provide the open door. It is up to us to Walk Through.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 27, 2010
• ISBN: 9781453547250

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ENCOUNTER 1

1948

In our small town, our church held revival meetings; these would be weeklong nightly church services. Sometimes a visiting minister would be brought in to preach these services. Usually, the visiting minister would have the reputation of a hellfire-and-brimstone method of preaching, and the words of their sermons would scare the audience into submission.

The above statement is, by no means, a condemnation of their method. It worked. But I could not believe that God is an individual whom we should fear.

I attended a revival meeting in the spring of 1948. The preacher at the end of his sermon extended the altar call. Everyone was asked to come forward to the altar.

I stood on my feet, but could not get them to move. Every nerve and muscle in my body was urging me to go forward, to respond to the call and declare my belief in Jesus and the Bible.

I was thirteen—shy, awkward, impressionable teenager—and I could not bring myself to walk to the altar. In my own mind, I did declare my belief and made a commitment quietly, unobtusely, IN SECRET, to allow God to lead my life, read the Bible, apply its word to the best of my ability.

I knew that night, my life had changed. I’m not sure how I knew, but I did.

ENCOUNTER 2

1948

Lying on my bed, staring out the window, wondering about love, asking my inner self, When will I understand what love is? How will I know when it happens? What will it feel like?

As the stars twinkled in the velvety black sky, thoughts began to float inside my mind. Silently, I began to pray, God, how will I know what true Love is? When will it come? To me?

I must have fallen asleep. In my dream, I saw myself sitting on the bed, looking at the sky. Suddenly the dark sky turned a vivid blue. The stars faded to nonexistence. To my left appeared a white stallion, the most beautiful horse I had ever seen. Atop the horse was a tall-sitting knight, vestments of armor (like out of a movie from the seventeenth century).

The white stallion pranced, much like a trotter in a horse race, north to east, east to south, south to west, west to north (forming a square, the symbol of security) on the last bypass, descending to the ground, directly in front of me. The stallion never missed a prance. The knight never bobbed or swayed—erect, precision, perfection. As the stallion’s front hoofs touched the ground, the illusion faded.

I awoke the next morning. The dream still impressed in my mind, as if I had actually lived it. Many times throughout my life, the dream would come to mind causing me to wonder about its meaning.

There is an old saying, Life begins at forty. So it did. During my fortieth year, my dream began to