Heaven From the Outside

As I mentioned God's Hill in my last post, I thought to share this story too. It is a true event, taken directly from my journal as I had written it down at the time. Please note, this is typed as written, and was not polished.

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April 20, 1987 

I sit outside in the sunshine on this warm spring day. I watch the sun sink slowly below the horizon from the top of a steep hill. I look into the sky where the clouds camouflage themselves to match the sunset. Tonight, one cloud suspends over the sun.

The bottom of this cumulus cloud takes on no other color I've seen before: pink. But so soft a pink it looks like cotton candy, but not sticky. I guess it would be more like cotton then.

Then the tremendous view rose from there. Around the outside edges of the cloud, there is a billowing formation soft and cottony like. But the center wasn't defined as the edges. The center was blended together smoothly. It varied in colors that we[re] constantly swirling. I saw greens, blues, purples, pinks, reds, yellows, oranges, browns, and white. But there was no black. No darkness existed whatsoever within that cloud. If I watched the center for a few minutes I began to see things. Places that I'd never think I would see, but places that I wanted to see so much.

Someone came up from behind me and sat down beside me on the hill. He looked at me and at the cloud I was watching. The cloud that was beyond my description, because it was so beautiful. Then, this person pointed at the cloud and remarked about its beauty. I nodded still looking at the cloud. Then the person told me that what the sight was wasn't just a cloud, but the outside of Heaven. I turned around to look at this person, but he was nowhere in sight now. Strange. Then I turned my eyes back toward the sky to see the last of the cloud fading into nothing.

Next, I thought of the cloud and what the person had said. Then, I though to myself if that was what Heaven was like on the outside. It must be unimaginable on the inside.

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To this day, I still don't know who that person was. It could have been Yeshua (Jesus), an angel, or just another human speaking with a young teen who was awestruck and memorized by the sight. I have seen many others beautiful sights since then. But no one has since told me I was gazing on the outside of Heaven.

But it still remains true, Heaven must hold unimaginable beauty inside. :D