TITLE: 12/14/16 By Gloria Pierre Dean 08/08/18 |
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A golden chariot of angels rode into my view. It was a glorious brilliant and colourful sight.
"My friends had come!†I knew without a doubt. Chief angel stepped out and took my hand. I flew into the air and landed right in place.
Airborne at last, over valleys of blooms, fragrant with the sweet fragrance of peace. I saw birds above treetops that sang arias in tune. We flew past gurgling streams of clear water whose sounds gave me great joy.
Flying without wings. Our feet on a hoverboard yet I was secure in the angel's arms. No fear of heights or falling remained. Such joy filled my soul. I felt completely safe up here and I wished that this would never end.
Laughter bubbled up in me and rang out near and far. This had to be from God, my Great and Loving Father.
"Who else loved me so?"
He loved best and from the beginning of time. My heart was not troubled for His peace filled my soul, then a loud noise shook the room.
It was time to awaken from my lovely respite. I prayed, "Let me keep this memory" as I returned to real time. My eyes were now open. The sun had returned.
It was time to get up and get my children ready for school, kiss my husband goodbye, and get ready and go off to work.
'Face the busy traffic and the stress of the day!'
In faith, I prayed. “ Lord I give you all glory and praise. I know that you protect us as we go and return safely home. Thy kingdom come and they will be done.â€
I promised myself that I will never forget my ride with an angel on a flying board.
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