Christian Short Stories


Window of Connection
By Sharon Niese

Sharon writes: "I am a housewife/writer. I love to lift up the name of Jesus in what I write. I have 2 children and 5 grandchildren. A wonderful husband of 43 years, I am so blessed."


As I was going to sleep, or maybe I was asleep, I heard a voice. The voice may not have been audible, but the voice spoke to me.

The voice said, "When you open the door to let my light and love come in, you must learn all you can about me, you must commune with me, and you must get to know my will. When you do this, the window of connection is opened. Only then, can my love and light shine freely through you to others. It is then others can see me in you. If a person does not take time to know me, how can they tell others about me? Going to church only on Sundays, is not going to do this. It takes study. You must study by getting into my Word, where you can truly learn of me. When you do this, then, you can share my love with others. It is then; my 'light' will shine forth brightly. My spirit becomes alive, in you."

I realized how true and right this was. Far too many people have only asked Jesus to be their Savior, and never seemed to 'grow' in Him.

It is very hard to share Jesus when a person does not personally know Him. This message was so powerful; I felt it was also for many churches. In this day and age they seem too passive and almost dead when it came to the teaching of our Lord. Think how 'on fire' Christians could be when they really got to know God's precious Son, really know HIM.

Suddenly, I found myself in a huge field that was filled with many wild flowers. Jesus asked me, "What do you see?" I replied, "I see flowers."

"No, open your eyes and see." He instructed.

I hesitated, for all I could think to say was "I see wild flowers everywhere."

In a soft correcting voice He spoke, "This is God's beauty that He has 'given' to His Children. You need to appreciate the wonder of His creation by spending more time in it."

I knew that I was guilty of sitting in front of the television for too many hours and spending too much time on the computer, I had not spent time to enjoy the wonders He had blessed us with.

Then I was in a room filled with really disgusting looking individuals. I wrinkled my nose, but did not say a word.

The voice said, "You are to love the unlovable as I have always loved you." I looked at those in the room and thought yes, Jesus truly loved me and I was once so unlovable. I hang my head in shame.

The scene changed and I was standing inside of a big auditorium. There was a man on the stage and the people seemed to worship him.

He spoke to me, "You see this man. Did He die for your sins?"

I said, "No Jesus, you died for me!"

He asked me, "Why does man worship him?"

Why did we lift man up and worship him? A question I had no answer for.

All through this dreamy vision, I felt an overpowering love. A love powerful yet peaceful; when I awoke all I could say was, "Thank You, Jesus."

(© 2011 Sharon Niese – All rights reserved. Written material may not be duplicated without permission.)



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