5. He was taking a walk in His favorite place; a light fog
covered the ground and His feet were buried under it.
A pleasant smell was in the air, it was like incense, He
smiled for He knew the origin of that smell. He was not
alone, His companions were around Him, they were silently
around Him looking always for a word of His voice, or an
expression of His face or a movement of His limbs or His
body that could give them a hint of what He was about to
do.
6. He came to a Lookout Point on a cliff overlooking the
Valley down bellow. His eyes were scanning the land from
sea to sea and from the Great River to the Ends of the
World. He knew this Land very well like the palm of His
hand, it was His own.
7. Far beyond over the Pacific Sea, the sun shyly when down
below the horizon, He saw red skies covering here and there
over the land, and it was twilight. He associated that red
with another crimson color; how He would love the whole
land to be covered with that precious substance. The stars
where now winking and the moon rose up slowly on the
firmament. The stars were reflected in many bodies of
water, oh yes there was water all over, rivers, ponds,
lagoons, lakes, cataracts everywhere around; as to say that
life is abundant in this place.
8. He stopped, He looked some scattered fires by the west, and
He decided to come close to that area. As He was getting
closer, the familiar smell as incense was intensifying. Now
He could hear some distant voices, singings mixed with
shouts of joys; there were dancing and clapping; they were
calling out His name, there were smiles and crying, petitions
and thanksgivings…
9. He approached them; He unnoticed stood close by, smelling
with fruition that fragrance. He nod an one of his
companions took a cup and collected all the tears of the
place disappearing on his way up, He stretched out his
index and another assistant came and accompanied that
smoke rising up from those places; I better be careful
because He delights in this aroma he thought, while closely
supervising the rising of this smoke, which He calls the
prayers of His people.
10. He delighted contemplating the Rocky Mountains, the
Canadian Prairies and Great Plains, he smiled following
with His sight the traces of the Chinook winds. He saw the
sedimentary basin with their oil towers pointing to the sky,
the ponds and lakes all over were reflecting the glory of His
wonderful creation, and stars without number were
reflected in them.
11. He withdrew and turned His face towards the Ends of the
World, a big smile was on His face, He couldn’t hold a sigh
and a blast of breath came out of His nostrils sending the
clouds in frenetic billows, the wind went all the way with a
whistling rush. Yes, there were the fires that He knew, and
indeed they have spread and increased in number, He saw
those two men down there, actives and with a heart always
ready to help those in need; there were others as well but
for now He looked on them, even that they were too far
away from each other their desire was the same, to bring
unity and healing to the first ones that ever lived in this
land.
12. He turned over to those around Him, and four of them, each
one grabbing from the corners brought down a
multicolored blanket of His healing, joy, grace and favor
and made sure the land was covered properly. The beats of
a distant drum were in compass with the beats of His heart,
“unity, unity, unity”. He marched now towards the south,
they saw His eyes sparkling, they wonder why. Soon they
knew where He was heading to, they perceive the distant
roaring as of many waters, they knew that sound, is similar
to the voice of Him.
13. His face glowed, He was proud, He was contemplating one
of His precious creations, the mist rising up from the water
falls was colorful with the lights His children have set
around. He sighed again, if they would just come to realize
that this powerful flux of water is but a drop compared with
the mighty flow of His love and mercy; that this roaring is
like a whisper if compared with the thunder of His voice;
then, no enemy would dare to come close to them…
14. His eyes screened a little farther recreating His eyes in the
trees, trees all over the land with that peculiar maple leaf
that has become a symbol of the nation, He thought of that
other trees providing healing for all the nations. Then He
swept his sight from Superior, to Huron, to Michigan, Erie
and finally to the smaller one; Ontario. His eyes glanced
over the Saint Lawrence Seaway that joins the core of the
country to the other sea. Those fresh waters running into
the saltwater body brought to him the memory of that other
river.
15. He remembered that other fresh water river dying into a
salty lake. He smiled; very soon, as He has said, that dead
lake is going to become timing with life. He recognized the
place where centuries ago John Cabot landed, raised a cross
and the banner of England claiming the territory for
Christianity and for the King.
I AM THE KING He said and this is MY DOMINION.
16. He bend down a little bit and purposely He gently blew over
the northern shore of Ontario Lake, the clouds rushed away
and a clear was left for Him to see. The lights of the city
were there, tradition has said that the first nations called
this city “A Meeting Place”. He decided to come down; He
rode upon a cherub and flew. There was the Toronto Island
Airport, the Tower, the Dome, the Humber River, Pearson,
Dixon, Attwell, and spotted the place that He has kept
visiting time after time.
17. He thought: I cause this little place to confirm the
traditional name of the city, now has become really a
meeting place. How many souls have been rejoiced in this
place, how many have come to meet Me; yes, definitely this
has become a meeting place, where many come and meet
The Loving Father, receive a transforming touch, a Word in
Season a refreshment for their souls, to learn how to receive
and how to give…
18. They have noticed that every time He comes around this
house, He makes sure the wick of the candle of this place is
properly set up. He checks the oil level, cleans the crystal
chimney, puts it back in place and contemplates the light
emanating from the lamp. Many times encamps over this
place for days waiting patiently to hear those delightful
invitations, “more Lord”, “do it again Lord” “come Holy
Spirit” “we want More of You”…
19. It’s time to go, but He hears the voice of him saying
“ For the earth will be filled With the knowledge of the glory
of the LORD, As the waters cover the sea.” He claps in
agreement to that quotation, and His clapping sound like
thunders in the ears of his people.
As he departs, a silver bluish mantle tucks the place, and an
invisible drizzle is send to keep soaked the place.
Yes, it has been just another of My walks along My Dominion.