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After Ruby joined with me in my heart, my focus returned to the myriad heavenly beings surrounding me, beginning with Granddad. His face was the first face I recognized, being also the first in the infinity circle, and he was also the first person in my family to speak to me, like the Head of Days in the Book of Enoch, saying,
“Welcome home, son. We’ve been waiting for you. It’s so good to see you.”
The joy that entered my heart was and still is indescribable. And the irony of his greeting is that all nine of my relatives, in order of appearance, greeted me in the exact same manner with the same exact words.
My grandma, who was more like my mom than my own mother, was next to my granddad. Seeing my dear grandmother at home and at peace in Heaven brought me more joy than I can explain. This wasn’t strictly because she was the first to appear to me, but she told me before she left this world that she would never leave me, and she didn’t.
Interestingly, next to her stood my dad, and not their eldest son. Seeing him caused me to consider the words of Enoch. In the book of his namesake, he spoke of seeing the “Son of Man” in Heaven, accompanied by the Head of Days. Ironically my mother was still alive on earth, and my earthly father was the only one in Heaven but no longer a man. So, I had no other recourse but to accept that I must be the son of Man who would usher in the Word of God at the end of time.
After my dad greeted me, each of his siblings and their respective mates greeted me in the same manner as my granddad, except for my uncle, Paul. However, it wasn’t his choice not to greet me, because before he could even speak to me, the devil in me spoke up in the form of my ego and said,
“What is he doing here?”
I was at the altar of God, and the Holy Spirit responded,
“He is the Holy Child of God like you!”
In my mind, all I could think of was:
1. Who did I think I was to question the voice of God?
2. Who was I to think I could judge an uncle I had never seen or met?
3. What gave me the right to judge who should or shouldn’t be in Heaven?
He was like unto the “Black Horse” in Revelation, and the unbalanced scales he had was my undue, and unjust judgment of him. I had erroneously judged him solely based on stories I had heard about his life and death, without ever having met or known him personally. I thought in my mind and heart that I knew him and that my opinion of him was justified, but in truth, I knew him not, and I had no right to judge him.
Lastly, please note that I was not struck down by lightning by God, nor punished or reprimanded in any way, just simply corrected. As such, I then began to move about Heaven, but only in my mind.
