attempted translations of a vision of heaven
As my vision began, I was sat at the foot of a magnificent gown, one so long and grand that it appeared almost as curtains. It was cream colored, and shown so brightly that I knew its radiance would blind a past, less aware version of myself. Yet, in that moment, my eyes were not overpowered but simply filled with awe. That feeling found itself giving way to ever deepening reverence.
I found myself reading a book. The book contained words and pictures, but they took on a life of their own as they swirled with the imagination I’d been gifted. Each page was more captivating than the previous; a mystery lost to history was solved, a purpose explained, a truth revealed.
I remembered for the ten thousandth time that I could be reading in the park, or under the blankets at 1am, or even have my father read it aloud to me by simply wishing it true. I could read it forever, never failing to find it ever more wondrous. Never failing to fall more and more in love with its Creator.
“And he was there with the LORD forty days and forty nights; he ate no bread and drank no water; and he wrote down on the tablets the terms of the covenant, the Ten Commandments. So Moses came down from Mount Sinai. And as Moses came down from the mountain bearing the two tables of the Pact, Moses was not aware that the skin of his face as radiant, since he has spoken with Him. Aaron and all the Israelites saw that the skin of Moses’ face was radiant…”
Ex. 34:28-30
A memory of this vision resurfaced tonight, and this is my best1 attempt at distilling it into words. I also wanted to post something a little more beautiful and hopeful.
Thank you for reading, and I hope you will find yourself lost in such a book <3
this is so beautiful i have no words