I stand alone
A few feet in front of his throne
A few hundred angels are watching us
They are chanting something I can’t understand
But I know a crescendo when I hear one
And something . . . is building
Something is happening here . . .
A fog settles in
A warm fog
Like a blanket of joy
Spreading out
The lighting changes
Everything starts glowing
Every atom radiates warmth
Every molecule is listening, waiting
Every cell in my body is curious
Something is happening here . . .
Something is building . . .
There’s power here
Real power
Something with the ability
To change everything
I feel it flowing through me
I feel it flowing out of me
I breathe
And feel peace
And then there’s a whisper in the wind
There’s a voice in the birds
There’s a lesson in the river
There’s knowledge in the dirt
It feels like home
And it
Calls my name
And like a magnet
I am pulled towards it
I fall to my knees
Salt water dripping from my eyes
It feels like a drug trip
The crescendo keeps building
The singing, growing louder
And then one of them starts to clap along to the beat
And in an instant
All the angels are clapping
It’s thundering
It’s shaking the ground
A few of them start stomping
Still singing the strange song
Something in the air is pulsing like a heartbeat . . .
Something is happening here . . .
Something is coming . . .
I can’t tell if it’s been a few minutes
Or a few hours
But I can feel the power
The song grows louder
The clapping echoes all around me
I feel the song inside of my bones
I feel the song inside of my soul
All at once
They stop
And the silence
The stillness
The moment
It holds
It yields
It pulls back
My curious cells start zipping around in my body
My hairs stand on edge
The wind whispers once again
Calling out my name
But I feel too small to talk
It calls out my name again
I open my mouth to tell the voice that I am here
But nothing comes out
And my mouth feels dry
My tongue feels numb
I try to move my feet
To take a step
But I am frozen
It calls my name again
And I feel as if I might burst open
My soul might split my body in two
And I have no choice
But to throw my head back
And let it out,
“HERE I AM!!”
I shout louder than hundreds of angels singing and clapping.
I shout it so loud that it shakes the mountains miles away.
But the voice responds with barely a whisper, almost unrecognizable from the wind,
“. . . There you are.”
“. . . Here I am . . .” I whisper back.
“I’ve been waiting a long time for this team-up.”
“How long?”
“Eternity.”
“I’m sorry it took so long.”
“Don’t be sorry. It all happened exactly like it needed to.”
The angels start to sing their song again, only this time it is slightly different. It starts softer—happier—but, just like before, it starts to build.
The fog grew warmer.
The glow got brighter.
The mountains and sky started to sing along with the angels.
They all started to stomp their feet to the beat, and the most powerful bass drum in the cosmo’s shook my soul.
I was in awe of it all.
Something is building . . .
Something is coming . . .
Something is happening here . . .
The sky cracked open in a booming thunder.
The voice of all voice’s spoke again; this time, not in a whisper, but in my mind; and across the valley, and over the mountains; and through all of space and time.
It said,
“YOU! . . . YOU HAVE BEEN BURDENED WITH GLORIOUS PURPOSE!!”
And I felt it.
I felt my purpose.
I knew it.
It was as clear as it could be.
But,
Then I thought,
Burdened?? . . . Wait, what does that mean?? Why burdened with it??
And then it all disappeared.
CH 8/20/24
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