Vision

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tZrBbphgvP4

(My Ex) and the IRS.  Like huge pillars.
Me sitting at Jesus' feet.  Pointing at them behind me.  Blue hue light.
He wants me to give them to Him- so I try.
The IRS is too huge.  I cannot push or move it with every ounce of my strength.
I move to (ex).  I remember everything.  I start hitting him and beating him.  Punching his face.
Jesus doesn't stop me- He just sits down to watch and wait.
I make not one mark on the stoic statue figure of (ex).
Jesus holds out His hand and waits for me to take it.
I do- and He starts walking backwards- leading me away from the two hurts.
I look back and He shakes His head, 'no', keeps walking backwards and as the hurts get further and further away.  They start to dissolve- I don't look; I just know.
He turns forward and keeps leading, looking back at me and smiling.
A guy comes, I turn to look briefly but Jesus does the two finger 'eye to eye' gesture.
"Keep your eyes on me."  I do.
He starts to jog lightly- joy on His face now.
He jumps over something- I jump over it.
I don't even look at what it was.  I don't take my eyes from Him.  He knods.
He runs in full stride- I run in full stride.
He has never let go of my hand.
He leaps a long, flowing, land covering leap- I do the same; never looking away.
He is laughing now.
He throws me up, spinning me around and catches me- runs without skipping a beat.
My eyes don't waver.

All that is covered, All that is done and accomplished-
I will never know.  My eyes don't leave Him.