Glenda

I remember when I started to write my book. It was in a difficult moment, everything was collapsing little by little but I tried to be optimistic.

However, before everything was falling apart, I started to have visions of a man, he wasn’t showing his face but I knew he was there for me to reveal a message.

I became an observer, and that man likes to observe as well; He is my mirror. When the time came to reveal his eyes, I couldn’t forget them. His eyes embraced my soul.

I was so consumed about life’s problems and work that I didn’t get the message several times. I was exhausted!

One thing after another one kept happening since his eyesight caught me.

I was losing myself, I almost lost my life and my dear one’s.

Then I paused, I had to step back to see, to know the truth. It was only when I fell down that I could feel him under my skin.

I saw him every day and every minute of my life. I could breathe him.

It was prior to the pandemic that the vision came to me, it was like a dream but so vivid.

The vision was something like this: “Michael archangel was falling down, the angel in charge to protect us, was falling down and it seemed he was dying.

But a person dear to me in Heaven, she came up and grabbed him, and me as well. We took him to a hospital bed for him to rest, oh he was so exhausted that I had to carry Him.

Outside, there was the beginning of a war. Forgive me if I can’t remember all the details, it’s been a while.

As he was lying down on the floor, in a deathly angelic experience, I was near the door, and I could see war tanks in front- line of ground combat.

I heard my Grandma in Heaven yelling at me as a plea: “Stay away from the door, and go with Michael”, so I did.

I carried Michael; hidden in the hospital bedroom, I started to write “My version of Him.”

Now, it wasn’t that I was in the hospital but that was the vision, and ironically I was working in a hospital back then. It seems that Heaven was warning me of what was coming to Earth.

And what was coming in fact a few months later was the Pandemic. It started and I lost everything, and I’m pretty sure we all did in some way.

Honestly everything was lost before but that time made it clear for me.

God didn’t want me there, and he pushed me out of that situation with a lot of angelical intervention. It was a celestial moment, and the most beautiful transcendental spiritual experience.

Well let me tell you that I saw Him, in a meditation I saw the man that was appearing to me before. As it is written in my book, I often ask him for his name. I like His Name.

He not only revealed parts of him, he did reveal his sweet name to me, “Jesus” but I was in shock to know the truth. The truth about Him and me.

Healing came but not as I expected, it was in the way of writing, painting, praying, walking in nature, and listening to music that I could see Him again as I did in my childhood. Yes, I saw him before when I was a little girl. He was dressed in a white shining tunic, and he was taking care of me at the end of my bed as I did with Michael archangel.

It is here a revelation that the profound connection between Heaven and Earth lies within yourself, God. Seek for his face and His name every day. You’re the temple!

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