I dreamt of Heaven for the first time I can recall. Jesus was near me, but I couldn't see Him. He was but a few feet from me, standing to the back and right of me. His presence radiated from Him and I knew He was close.
I was walking forward slowly. To the front and left, in a separate but visible room, there was a group of about a dozen angels. They were in a box like a choir, and they were singing. But I couldn't understand them. It was as if their mouths were opening with song, praising God, but I couldn't hear or understand it. It was almost like I was deaf, or listening to a foreign tongue, or like they were behind glass... I knew they were singing, there wasn't a doubt, but why couldn't I hear or understand them?
I woke up, troubled. I know there's a reason I had this dream, but what does it mean? The only other detail I can give is that the angels were filled with light, a yellow-orange-ish light that filled them with a bright glow.
I was walking forward slowly. To the front and left, in a separate but visible room, there was a group of about a dozen angels. They were in a box like a choir, and they were singing. But I couldn't understand them. It was as if their mouths were opening with song, praising God, but I couldn't hear or understand it. It was almost like I was deaf, or listening to a foreign tongue, or like they were behind glass... I knew they were singing, there wasn't a doubt, but why couldn't I hear or understand them?
I woke up, troubled. I know there's a reason I had this dream, but what does it mean? The only other detail I can give is that the angels were filled with light, a yellow-orange-ish light that filled them with a bright glow.