In the wee hours of February 10, 2018, something shook me awake. It wasn’t just a shoulder tap, it was full on whole body shaking, like my body was electrified. There was a surge of vibration and it felt like pure fun. Something told me to open my eyes, so I did. I saw lights, hundreds of threads of lights like little LED strings that played across my walls, swirling and dancing in a wavy circle. They made all right turns around the room. They ebbed and flowed. They moved with pure joy, spinning freely around the room. It was happy, playful, and childlike. I was in awe, I immediately knew these twinkling lights were angels at play, and I knew they wanted to introduce themselves. They didn’t manifest in bodily form, but I knew who they were in the Spirit. I wasn’t afraid, I was marveling at the spectacle frolicking before me.
As I continued to watch, I began to hear very faint music. I heard string instruments, violins, cellos, mandolins, and the like. The music was very different. It was somewhat like classical music, yet more playful, more deliberately joyful, and had a dance beat to it. Suddenly, brass instruments joined in the melody. The richness, the fullness of the sound was otherworldly. Although it was very quiet, it seemed to play in my ears as well as my spirit. It was definitely audible. The lights continued their graceful dance around the room. Gradually, drums entered in, softly enhancing the tempo and the progress. It was a full orchestra, delightful and soothing, but beautiful, emotional and amusing at the same time. It was fun, I even found myself laughing a little at the pure joy of it. There must have been hundreds of spirits in my room, dancing and making music and laughing.
The celebration continued about 30 minutes and then began to fade. The lights dimmed and the music softly diminished until it was a lovely memory. I think this was the most jubilant moment of my life. There was no fear or doubt or self-criticism. What remained was just awe and wonder and childlike delight. I’m still astonished at the plans and purposes of God and how He chooses to equip us and encourage us. He gives us bright glimpses of Heaven just when we need it. I knew this was but first time I would see them. I knew their presence would get clearer as time goes by, and that I would hear what they are sent to tell me. Angels are messengers as we all know. This message was to embrace it all and find joy in Him. In the meantime, I’m amazed that God would bless me in this fashion, completely and fully free, and blissfully happy. I’m humbled and overwhelmed that I get to partake of Heavenly things. But then the scripture says we are seated together with Christ in heavenly places, so why not. As my little church proclaims every Sunday, let it be on Earth as it is in Heaven.