REconceiveIT

A journal of imagination, experience, and discovery

I told the Lord that I would like to meet my spirit. And I apologized to Him for not considering him before. Jesus said the time will come for this, but that time is not now. And suddenly I heard (felt?) a massive “whooosh” of displaced air that reminded me of Niagara Falls. If you’ve ever heard Niagara Falls, you know that it’s loud! It’s the sound of roaring wind, rushing water, and unadulterated power slamming over and on top of itself. This is the sound I heard as an enormous set of wings flexed fully open. These wings were huge! So, so, so much larger than the man who was wielding them. The wing on the left side was tan with flecks of light and dark brown freckled throughout. The wing on the right was pure white. The eyes of the man between the wings were fierce but gentle. He was looking directly at me.

Then he held one finger over his lips in a “shush” gesture, like he wasn’t supposed to show me what he was about to show me, then he lowered his wings anyway. Behind the brown wing I could see a group of warriors kneeling down on one knee and bending their wings in a type of salute to him. These were battle-hardened, tough looking warriors that I would not want to be on the wrong side of. Behind the white wing I saw a different group kneeling down on both knees with wings wrapped all the way around their bodies and covering their faces. Each one focused deep in prayer. 

I glanced over at Jesus and caught him smiling and shaking his head at my man with the massive wings in a kind of playful “are you finished yet” sort of way. Then, with wings at a resting position, he turned and walked away with Jesus. They were speaking to each other, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying.

I thought to myself, “I wonder if…”