Angels of worship and praise

By Michael Plemmons

This morning my heart yearns for my lord. I have been privileged for many years to have a personal relationship with him. Although it has been my experience to walk in heavenly places over the years, it has never been my heart's desire to do so. I have always been content to hear the still small voice of the Lord in daily prayer.

 

Yet this morning my heart hungers for him and as I began to pray I was caught up in the Spirit and found myself on the same hillside in which I had found myself yesterday. Moses and I are standing about half way down the hill which we had begun to descend yesterday. Looking around I see thousands of people making their way down the hill heading to the gate of the city. I sense a spiritual connection to these people.

 

In Heaven the people are warm and loving . Yet I have always been aware that there is a vast difference between someone who has passed from life to heavens shores, and someone  like myself who in vision finds themselves here.

 

I say this because my spirit feels a different kind of connection to these thousands of souls who are making their way to the city. Moses told me that they like I were all called here and they like me had found themselves here as had I, followers of Jesus but still fully alive in the earth.

 Moses put his hand on my shoulder and we made our way down the rest of the ridge and began to make our way towards the gate of the city. As we approached the gate we saw a legion of angels standing to one side and we made our way over to them. Several hundred of my fellow travelers were standing in front of the angels as Moses and I stood in rapt attention before them.

They were shinning with the glory of God. They stood in formation and their movements were so precise that they moved as one person. The glory of God was all over them and that glory radiated out of their innermost being.

 The angels raised swords whose blades were made of fire and as one man raised them over their heads and ours. They began to sing a song of worship and praise to the Father, son, and Holy Spirit. Their voices were in one accord. I am not a trained musician but I could tell their voices were in perfect pitch.

  I have never heard such wonderful anthems of praise and adoration. They were all males and their hair was white like wool. Yes they did have wings and they all in a beautiful rhythmic motion were dancing and singing praises before the Lord.  I could hear the rustle of their wings as they like their voices were in perfect one accord. They were dressed in long white robes that went down to their ankles and they had sandals on their feet. Each angel was wearing a golden sash around his waist.

  Moses and I stopped along with all those who were around us to watch and listen. They were singing in that beautiful language of heaven but I was able to hear it in English also. I started to write down what they were saying but Moses reached out and touched my arm and said no.

 “Michael there are some things of which you shall see and hear that are not to be written down or shared but rejoice in the experience.”

   The effect that they had on me and my spirit was amazing. I held up my hands and looked at them and I could see that they had begun to glow with the glory of God, and then I looked at Moses and he was also glowing or radiating the power and glory of God.

We were given priestly white robes to put on by angels. My spirit is vibrating with the unction and glory of God. I also have an understanding that this is a process in some way, and that there is much more to follow. The angelic chorus had charged all of us and wearing our priestly robes we were glowing with a power and radiance that if I had been looking at any one of us with my natural eyes we would have been to bright to see.

 Moses looked in my eyes with that combination of meekness and spiritual authority that I had grown to love him for and began to speak.

  “ Michael this is a most holy assembly and we move forward to do Fathers business. This is the hour you and so many others have been called to both witness and minister out of. This event in heaven was ordained of Father long before the world began, and part of what you are called to do is to keep a written record of all that you see and hear so that others may follow. The kingdom shall be established in the earth and the radiance of Fathers glory that we are walking in at this moment is but the beginning. Come let us enter the city and step by step it shall be revealed to you Fathers will for your life and also an understanding of what he is going to do in this hour”.

 He then smiled and embraced me and for a long moment I felt a joining of our spirits one to another and I could sense the heart and soul of this gentle giant of God. His love and devotion to the triune God are incredibly intense. He then released me and with a look of both joy and resolution turned and began to walk toward the gate.

 I stopped and for a moment took a last look behind me and saw tens of thousands of saints coming down the hillside we had just come down, and in the distance I saw the angelic chorus and one by one I saw all the people as they came near them begin to glow with the fire of God just as Moses and I had done.

  I turned and saw he was standing a few feet from me his eyes alight with the glory of God and he spoke to me with that gentleness of spirit that I know so well.

 “Michael come this is but just the beginning” and with that he turned and once again began to walk into the gate of the city. I with a sense of joy followed him my spirit alive with an anticipation of what awaited us inside the gate.is wonders H