Lined Up Angels

There are angels, seems like they are in a place made of clouds, all of them are in a line, and to keep them organized, there’s even a barricade stand, you know the one that the cinemas used to have to keep people organized in entering the theatre. The angels are bored, some sitting down on what seems to be a ground of clouds, and some leaning on some wall like structure, some playing rock, scissors, paper, a lot of sighing, and lots of frustrated ‘ahs’ and ‘ohs’ float in the air, then an angel arrives, you can hear the flapping of its wings like an eagle landing on its nest, and the angel proceeds to the end of the line, and wow, the end of the line seems longer than the Eiffel Tower. Then a tiny voice says “Lord, please send an angel to......” and whooooossh, the first angel in the line, rushes out with the speed of light. The angel now in the first of the line says, “It’s about time.”

Lights out.

The lights went back on...

I’m in the same place, the barricade stand still there, the wall like structure, everything the same – but no angels; just some feathers on the ground of clouds. Where are the angels? Then a voice answered me, “they’re serving My people, because finally, one of My people shared to his brothers and sisters that at their word, My angels will come and do what they pray.”