A Glimpse of Heaven

Have you ever been flying down a back road with the windows down in the brisk cold of a november morning, soaking up the passing sounds of trees in the wind and the roar of the engine,

only to BE stopped BY nature?

I have..

It was as if the sky itself sent a voice so loud my eyes were covered with only the view it intended for me to see.

Like it had something to show me, like something I needed to know, just for a split second it would deliver its message, and than carry on leaving me with the scroll of wisdoms it offered up so freely..

I saw a glimpse of heaven that morning as the sun shined through these ripples, and I felt a deep peace on my way to paradise, speaking of the effect this journey will have on us and all those under this sky.

We're creating ripples as this sky showed me its own in similitude, this is where many things begin.

I saw the sun open between the waves and the sky lit up like fire from the deep blue as the cloud passed by one rolling after another quick and steady, I had to pull over.

The light encompassed my entire view of the road and fields around me.

Yet it was not in front of me.

I couldn't stare at the point where the light shone but I could not look away either, it was a beautiful thing to witness as the beams Penatrated the clouds and scattered themselves across the valley that lay before me as I viewed from atop a hill I happened to cross so perfectly in timing with this moment, it was a purely divine experience and affirmed to me I am at the work I was promised to perform prior to the mortal life I live today.

These last four years have changed me in ways I never thought of.

God has been so good to me, from the founding of the earth to the present day in which I was appointed to attend this masterclass in my tabernacle of clay.

To what glory do the cities and the creations of man have that we should speak and pretend as if these things are not true? Or that we have no better thing before us to focus than that of our own hands..?

What a waste it would be to love a life wherein we believed there was no God, no majesty greater than our own, or the cosmos that contain us.

What a waste it would be not to share these truths.