1.34. Storehouses of Heaven
Storehouses of Heaven
I believe Jesus Christ revealed heaven to me as He did in order to give me balance. He knew that I had been through many visits to hell, and experiencing hell was so horrible that He gave me the blessing of seeing heaven. On one of my visits to heaven, I was shown God’s storehouses. The angel of the Lord said to me, "Come and see the glory of your God." The angel was very beautiful and tall. His rainbow-colored wings were shaped like triangles. He told me that God had given him instructions, and he was to show me parts of heaven. We began to go up higher through the atmosphere and went through the entrance to heaven again. I saw fruit trees loaded with beautiful fruit. I saw families dressed in beautiful robes, walking up and down the hillside, praising God. The environment was saturated with the most beautiful music you would ever want to hear. Heavenly music is a manifestation of joy. It is an evidence of happiness, a proof of joy. I have heard magnificent choirs and grand ensembles that created and performed beautiful music here on earth. But, saints, nothing down here can compare with the splendor and beauty of the music and singing there. Heaven was a symphony of music. Imagine, if you can, millions of perfectly pitched voices, sweetly singing the melodies of heaven! Not a single one was off-key. Everything was in perfect harmony. Stringed instruments provided beautiful accompaniment, along with trumpets and other kinds of musical instruments. They all blended with the voices of the redeemed saints who were praising God with rapturous joy. The tones of the instruments, like the singing voices, had been purified and made perfect by the power of Almighty God. Oh, it was glorious to hear the wonderful praises to God. Voices that are without quality of tone or pitch on earth will sing in beautiful harmony in heaven. We will all be happy over there. Even a ten-thousand-voice choir here would pale in comparison with the grand and eloquent music of God’s celestial city! Wave after wave of unbelievable anthems of praise billowed over the landscape and through the streets of heaven. It was so all- encompassing that I could hear or think of nothing else for some time. Finally, the angel said, "Come and see the glory of God." I remember going with him through an area that had the greenest grass imaginable. There were huge clusters of flowers in certain parts of the grass. The flowers were splendid and looked somewhat like roses. Each plant had at least one bloom consisting of beautiful petals. And, saints, the flowers looked like they were singing!