I closed my eyes and began to slow my breath. My heartbeat slowly decreased as The Most High took me to the sweetest of places. He took me to the top of a mountain, full of green vegetation and blossoming flowers, through it a river ran ferociously into a waterfall that cascaded down to the earth. In this place, God the Father sat strumming a guitar as his beautifully formed locs fell down his back and his melanated skin glowed magnificently n the sunlight. I looked at him mesmerized as he serenaded me with a voice that brought peace to my soul. I looked down at myself and I was covered in mud. Disgusted, I was laying in all the mess that I had made. In the presence of someone so beautiful, I was embarrassed by who I was. Aware of my embarrassment The Most High looked at me with a look of such passion and love. He arose from the Earth and walked towards me and extended his hand. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards himself and embraced me with a hug like no other. As he hugged me I looked down and all my mud filled clothes had been transformed into beautiful garments. He took me to the river and began to wash away the mud within my hair. He took me toward a rock where he sat and had me sit touching the earth, sitting between his legs. The Lord began to gently comb out all the mats and tangles within my hair. At first I winced in pain by the constant tugging but he assured me that I would look so beautiful when he was done.
After constant detangling and maneuvering through my tangled mane, he was complete. He took me back to the river and showed me what he had created in me. As I looked at the beautiful afro that surrounded my head I was met with his endearing words of encouragement. He looked into my eyes and said , I have given you this crown to adorn your beautiful head. You are royalty and and an heir to my lineage. I have called you higher. Be close to me.
Today allow The Creator to wash up your dirty little hands and create in you all he ever wanted you to be.
Peace and Blessings,
K.L.M.
