Angels Around You

Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, Nor have entered into the heart of man, the things which God has prepared for those who love Him. 1 Corinthians 2:9 (NKJV)

Just take a long slow breath in, let it out slowly, close your eyes, and go with me, if you will, on a short journey.

Father God, send Your angels with us on this journey, and open our minds to exactly what You want us to see.

Here we go! We are lifted off this planet, past the moon, past the red planet Mars and the brilliance of Venus. Behind us is the rapidly vanishing Milky Way. Far beyond the speed of light, our beautiful blue Earth is disappearing quickly, and for just a moment before it’s gone, it appears as a little blue ping-pong ball hanging in the vast, perfect, blue vault of space. Millions upon millions of stars, beyond my ability to comprehend, blur past us as we climb ever higher and higher to the outer spheres of space, the very edge of God’s universe. Do I hear music? Could that be the morning stars singing?

While the morning stars sang together and all the angels shouted for joy. Job 38:7 (NIV)

What an ethereal, unearthly melody! Are these the gates of heaven ahead—clouds shimmering with crystal colors I’ve never before seen? Can those be the twelve gates of the New Jerusalem? Am I just imagining twelve gigantic pearls glowing in their opalescence? There is a vast and shining city in the distance, but can you see above the city? Look! Hovering far up into the atmosphere is even way more than I had so hoped to see—angels in white linen, thousands upon thousands of them. Their caroling is majestic and soul satisfying; they are singing a rich, magnificent praise song. They pause from time to time to raise a harmonic, joyous chanting in perfect rhythm praising our good God. I detect an indescribable fragrance perfuming the air, and I feel an overwhelming presence of peace and love. I am transfixed, stunned; it’s more than my mind can bear. The beauty and the transcendence is too much. Whooosh! I’m back on earth changed, humbled, on my knees in adoration and thankfulness for the knowledge that my hope of heaven is true! I am enchanted. Did you see what I saw? I caught a glimpse of the lovely celestial home. Did you feel the vibrations from the singing stars and joyous angels? Was your heart as touched as mine was?

The LORD has established His throne in heaven, and His kingdom rules over all. Praise the LORD, you His angels, you mighty ones who do His bidding, who obey His word. Praise the LORD, all His heavenly hosts, you His servants who do His will. Praise the LORD, all His works. Everywhere in His dominion. Praise the LORD, my soul. (Psalm 103:19–22 NIV)

I can’t wait to see our Lord and Savior! I can’t wait to see the angels. As I say that, I know angels have always been around me. Have I seen in person one of God’s supernatural beings? Not to my knowledge. I give credit to some earthly angels for being some of the most precious persons God has graciously allowed in my life. But the supernatural angels such as Gabriel, who appeared to Mary, and the warrior archangel Michael, I have never seen. I long for them to appear to bring me a wonderful message, and who knows? I may live to see my prayer granted. Meanwhile, my belief is confirmed by the many times my family and I have been rescued from incidents that nothing but an unseen angel’s help could explain.

Thank You Father, for allowing this imaginative journey to enjoy a small view of the place You are preparing for us. I know it is beyond what we can even hope for. In the blessed name of Jesus, hear my prayer. Open me just as I’ve opened this new book on this new day, and please write on my pages Your blessed will and sign Your name. Please help me keep my will in line with Your will and bless every word I write. Father God, every day ahead is unspoiled with no disappointments. With every step I take, please put Your angels around me that I will stay on Your path. As men and women in this world, You know we encounter twists and turns that we sometimes feel powerless to avoid. I ask You, trusting You, that You will never leave us or lead us into anything but the paths of righteousness. Father, as my words are read, give my readers a time of respite from their troubles no matter how terrible they are. Let my words ring true to only Your way, and for those who need it, let joy and hope and enlightenment fill their spirits to overflowing. Father, let the readers be blessed by every word and be directed right to the light of Your love. Hold their hands and please keep Your angels around every step they take. Your will be done always, amen.