A peek into Heaven

Merry Christmas, everyone!  From my family to yours, I pray you have a wonderful Christmas with lots of family joy, good food, and most of all, praise to our Father for sending His Son!  I know there are some of you out there who perhaps dread this time of year. Perhaps you lost a loved one during Christmas, or maybe you have no money to buy gifts, or you are sick, lost your job, your hope, or maybe you're just lonely. Remember that if you gave your life to Jesus, you are part of the biggest and best family ever and someday we will all be together. In the meantime, you are never alone. Ever. Remember that. God loves you as He would an only child.

I'm taking next week off from blogging to rest and celebrate with my family I will start up with a new post on January 2nd!  See you all then. And God Bless.

I'm leaving you with something I wrote several years ago. It was made all the more real to me this year when I heard a prophet relay nearly the same scene he'd seen in a vision. I truly believe God gave me these words, and I pray they bless you this Christmas

For the first time in forever, a hush fell over the throne room in Heaven. The Cherubim, Seraphim, the mighty warrior angels, and the heavenly chorus that surround Almighty God continually singing His praises closed their mouths in awe.

The four living creatures with six wings and four faces ceased moving and the wheels at their side grew still.  Lightning and thunder that roared beyond the throne halted its magnificent rumblings. All grew still as the Son of God rose from his seat beside the Father. With all eyes watching, He slipped off his royal robes and removed the crown from His head and laid them at His Father's feet. Then, he  leaned in to kiss Him on the cheek before taking the steps one by one down from the throne of all creation.

He stopped at the bottom for one last glance up at His Father. And the love that poured between them was so powerful, it brought the assembly of millions to their knees. Then turning, the Son edged around the glassy sea and started for the massive golden doors at the end of the hall. A host of angels bowed before him, laying palm fronds of spun silver at his feet. He cast loving glances their way, but their eyes were downcast in reverence before Him, in awe, in astonishment at the sacrifice He made.

The crunch of his bare feet on the fronds echoed through the massive golden room as the Son, jaw tight, eyes pooling with tears, set his face like flint toward the doors now opening before Him. It took every ounce of His strength not to turn around and look once more upon His Father, not to run back into His arms and remain with Him forever. As it has always been. But love spurred Him on. A love so strong, it knew no bounds, no fear, and no regret.

The Son halted at the door and peered into the darkness beyond, a blackness thick and heavy with evil, filled with all manner of sickness, pain, rejection, sorrow...and death. Throwing back his shoulders, He took a deep breath and stepped forward, allowing that darkness to swallow him whole.

A single tear slipped down the Father's face as His Only Son became a man.

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things came into being through Him, and apart from Him nothing came into being that has come into being. In Him was life, and the life was the Light of men. The Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it. John 1:1-5


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