It was the night of March 10, 2011. I had just returned to my friend Courtney’s home. I was there earlier that morning and had to rush out the door. I was thankful to return to her home. The comfort in her home is remarkable and the feeling of the Lord is so strong within her home and has become stronger since this day.
I had just left the hospital with my husband. Our close friend’s 7 day old son was in the Milton Hershey Medical Center, in the PIMCU. We had spent the previous night with him and supporting him. When we went back there the afternoon of the 10th, I felt as though I was not supposed to be there. Something was drawing me away. We left at 6pm and headed home. The drive home I continued to tell my husband about visiting at Courtney’s home and how I had felt at her home.
“Before I left Courtney’s, I asked her about reading ‘My Time in Heaven’.” I began to recall the moments with my husband.
I had asked her “When you read do you see what he is talking about like you are standing there with him?”
She told me “No. “Do you?”
I said “Yes.”
“Praise Jesus!” came from her lips. As she spoke those words I saw a flash in her living room window of a figure. I didn’t know at the time what it was, then I saw a gold flash in her sliding glass door. I turned to look and it was gone.
“I have to go, we’ll talk more later.” I said as I ran out the door.
As I told my husband about this moment I felt drawn back. Like I needed to go back to Courtney’s. When we got home I asked my husband about his spiritual beliefs and how he felt about all of this. He told me he believed in God and Jesus and that was as far as it went. I looked at him and said “I need to go back to Courtney’s. You get in your nap and I will see you when I get home.”
I immediately called Courtney and went to her home. It was 8:00 in the evening when I arrived at her home. Upon arriving we began to listen to Richard Sigmund on Sid Roth, he is the author of “My Time in Heaven”. After that we watched about 2 minutes of “23 minutes in Hell” with Bill Wiese, after that we tried to load and watch Choo Thomas, as she spoke about “Heaven is so Real”. That was buffering and taking a while, so we went to Brandon Hess and listened to his testimony of him coming into his gifts of being able to see into the spiritual realm.
“Since hearing that I can now share with you what I saw today in your home,” I began to tell Courtney.
“What did you see!?” she exclaimed at me.
I told her about the figure I saw in her window. “Who was it?” was the response Courtney had given me.
“I don’t know.”
“It was an Angel!!” she was so excited. “Praise you Jesus!” I began to giggle.
“This is a gift,” she continued “from the Holy Spirit.” She placed her right hand on my left shoulder, thanking the Lord and Jesus for the gifts I had received, for the ability of me being able to see into the spiritual realm.
When she did that I felt a cool and calming wave come over me. I gasped as I felt calming finger tips, just above the base of my shoulder blades. They were pressing into me, just enough to let me know. I felt as though if they had placed their full hand against my back I would have been overcome with calm and peace. “I feel, what seems to be fingertips in my back, giving off this cool calm.” I began to tell Courtney.
“Praise you Jesus!” came from Courtney’s lips. I looked past her and to what was my right, where 3 figures appeared before me.
“The.. there.. there’s 3 angels… oh.. oh.. over there.” I stuttered, with amazement, as I pointed in their direction.
“What color are they?” she had asked me with so much excitement.
“I don’t know”
“Well look!”
I turned my eyes back to them and began to see color form where an outline once stood.”White… white, blue… 2 white and 1 blue.. white, blue, white… white, blue white, like a baby blue. Like a soft focus picture, an aura around them.”
“What’s the color of the one behind you?” Courtney asked.
“I don’t know!”
“Look!”
“No, I’m not ready. It just feels like glory, immense glory! If that makes any since.”I had said.
“Ya! The glory of God!” she continued on “This is the kind of stuff Tyler sees.”
“I see multiple flashes” I began to feel intimidated and concerned.
Courtney began to pray, “Lord please release Angels of protection and comfort to come down…”
I felt my physical eyes get larger as my spiritual eyes squinted open. “There is an angel, right here.” I pointed to my left, which happened to be the back of the couch and an exterior wall to her home. “I can’t tell if it is outside, like I am seeing through the wall or not. When Tyler sees the Angels come down does he say he sees them fly in a circle or just come down?”
“Tyler said to me, about the big blue angel, ‘Fly circle ’round mommy house, fly sky home.’ He also said when he saw them outside of our van, that he saw angels flying in circles.” Courtney explained quickly, but excitedly.
“Ya!” my eyes got HUGE. “They are flying in a circle, so fast! I can’t really make them out, they are just blurring.”
Courtney read Psalm 91:1-16. I asked her to go back to about the angels guarding. When she went back to verse 11, “For he will command his Angels concerning you. To guard you in all your ways.” “Ya! When you said that the Angels stood at attention, like ‘Yes, we will guard you!'” I exclaimed.
“Jesus is ruler of all of heaven and earth,” Courtney began, “all of creation bows to the name of Jesus.”
As she said that I saw a sea of animals, every animal I could imagine and some I had never seen. They were all bowing down, as I watched them. They were all intermingled with each other. Lions stood beside giraffes, zebras and gophers were side by side. All “modge podged” together. I was looking above and to the side of them, when it felt as though I was a camera panning down to be beside them. They were all on clouds and the sea of animals seemed to disappear off in the horizon. When I came beside them they were kneeling in the direction of Courtney’s kitchen, where there were these bright beams of golden rays.
“Who do you see? Look!”
“No!” I told her, the feeling of glory coming from that direction was immense.
“That’s Jesus! Where two or more are gathered he is there. So he is here, whether we see him or not.” Courtney told me.
“There is music playing, I can’t hear it, but I know it’s playing.” I gasped! “I just saw Josh! His eyes were huge and he was cheering. His hands were clapping faster then they ever could here on earth. He was clapping SO hard! It was a flash, but it felt like I saw 3 minutes of time.”
“He’s cheering because he is watching his mother come to know Jesus Christ as her Lord and Savior. This gift you’ve been given, because you told the Lord you would praise him no matter what. It’s kind of like the prayer covenant I made with the Lord, when I asked for Tyler to be healed. That if he would heal his heart, everyone would know that it was God who healed him. I know that the only reason that Tyler is here, is because of that prayer.”
“I see someone nodding their head, yes, to what you are saying” I told Courtney.
“I know Tyler will receive a brand new heart from God.”
“It’s a Blue Angel nodding their head ‘yes’ to what you are saying.” I described
“Ok, Lord, I am going to go the whole way. I am going to ask that you release an Angel to the wharhouse to get the heart that has been promised to Tyler and bring it and put it in his body.”
I gasped and smiled and saw an Angel smiling.
“Ok Lord, I know you also have timing and that this may not be the time yet.” Courtney continued. I let her know that the angel I saw was nodding their head ‘yes’ now.
“An orange angel just came in behind you, and I was shown this tall angel. Like the Angel Moroni that sits atop the LDS Temples, with the long trumpet and everything.” I excitedly exclaimed.
“Everyone wants to know why we are here.” Courtney began to teach. “We are God’s children, why do you have children? To love them! He wants to love and pour blessings out on us. That’s why us fellowshipping like this, this is what we are supposed to do. Save souls, each soul is God’s child and he wants them to be with him.”
I gasped! “There are 6 to 12, yes 12, children sitting on the floor beside us… the girls are in white dresses the boys are in white shirts and pants. They had different hair colors, black, brown, blond, all of it. They are between the ages of 2 and 5, sitting cross legged on the floor.”
Courtney took her turn in gasping and stated “Yes! This is just like in that book “6 Big Big Big Angels”, about Victoria! These are children who were terminated, miscarried, killed or died young and they are coming to hear us talk about the Lord and to learn. Do not fear hell. God did not create that for us. It was created for satan and his fallen angels.”
“Just as you said that, 2 more boys arrived. A 10 year old and a 16 year old. They are sitting on your love seat.” I told her. The 10 year old was sitting to the right of the 16 year old, but I did not mention that at that time. “There is a little boy, standing near the love seat.” (He was standing near the corner of the love seat by the 10 year old boy, but I did not get into that at that time either.)
“Is there anything special about him?” Courtney had asked.
“I don’t know, I can’t really tell.”
“Lord,” Courtney began to pray, “if there is anything we are to know about this boy please let it be revealed to us.”
As she prayed things began to become clearer. “He appears to be about the size of Josh and Tyler.” I told her. (Josh is my son who passed away on the 28th of February, 2011 at the age of 2 1/2.)
“There are no booboo’s in heaven.” Courtney continued on.
“All the children cheered at that.” I told her. My physical eyes became HUGE as I saw an Angel come in. “There is an Angel standing behind the boy by the love seat. He.. wow! He’s huge! Like your ceiling is extending to fit him in. I’ve never seen a warrior angel, but yes! I am being told he is a warrior and that he is a HE!!”
“Lord, if there is anything you want to reveal about this little boy, please reveal it to Cynthia and I. If there is anything we are supposed to know about this little boy with the Angel, that you just reveal it now.” Courtney prayed.
At that very instant I watched as the Angel picked up the little boy, although I am not sure how, and came towards me head first. His face seemed to be inches from mine and I was over whelmed with this feeling of “We love you!” and he flew past my face and was gone. I began to explain this event to Courtney. “The warrior angel was intimidating, amazing! He had dark brown hair, a little lighter than yours” I began to explain to Courtney, “it was straight at the top but the ends became curly. The eyes were bright blue and piercing. His face was full of power.”
“You know who that was right?” Courtney stated. We both began to tear up. “That was Josh.” We began to cry.
As the time went on, we had to stop. There seemed to be a beacon over the house for the Angels to know that we were talking about the Lord. It was like they all thought that we were having a party and this where they wanted to be. Brandon Hess describes coming into the gift as putting on 3D glasses. Which is very true. Everything looks so different, like you are seeing some things for the first time, although you have looked at them a thousand times before.
