Vision #10: The Gifts Of Angels

B.P.K. – 11/08/2025

I opened my eyes and saw…

…that I was surrounded by angels.

I raised my arm to shield my face from the radiance of the creatures that surrounded me in a circle. I felt their holiness washing over me. I felt their strength which seemed palatable in the air around me. I looked from beneath my shielding arm and saw the angel in front of me walking towards me.

I felt a hand come to rest on my right shoulder and heard a voice say, “Open your eyes. Do not be afraid.”

I lowered my arm and looked up at the angel that towered over me. He was at least three feet taller than myself. His long brown hair flowed out from the shining golden helmet he wore then down and around his broad shoulders. He wore a type of armor I had never seen before. It seemed to be made of living scales of light. Beside the helmet covering his head he wore a breastplate that covered His chest and back. His arms were shielded by light radiating gauntlets. He wore a wide belt around his waist adorned with the symbol of a trumpet on it, which I understood to be his angelic rank. His feet were shod in something between boots and sandals of the same metal as the rest of the armor’s pieces. Underneath his armor he wore a simple white robe of one piece of fabric of a material I didn’t know but that I understood to be weightless. He had no wings. His face shown with the glory of God and I knew that he had come from the throne room of heaven to this place.

Looking around I saw that all the other angels that encircled me wore the same kind of armor and were marked by the same trumpet sigil on the center of their belts. The seemed to be both male and female.

I felt the one that stood in front of me squeeze my shoulder lightly drawing my attention back to himself. I looked up at him. He smiled down on me.

“Why am I here?” I asked him.

He lifted his right hand up to me and opened his palm. In it lay a smooth round disc-shaped object.

“Take it.” He said gently.

I reached out and took the object from his right palm. It felt fragile in my hand. All the angels round me were watching me. I examined the object in my hand. If I could describe it further I would but it seemed that it was shrouded in mystery. It felt like the piece of a puzzle. It felt like a piece of machinery. It felt like food. I smelled it and it had no smell. I tasted it and it had no taste.

I looked up at the angel and asked, “What is this?”

“A piece.” He replied.

He removed his hand from my shoulder and walked backwards, returning to his place in the circle that surrounded me. The angel to his left stepped forward and stood over me. She held out her right hand and opened it revealing another object. It was another piece of this puzzle. It wasn’t round like the first but was instead square shaped.

“Take it.” She said gentle to me. I understood that she tempered her true voice for my sake.

I nodded to her and took the object from her palm. It felt like the first, made of the same material.

I watched as she walked backwards returning to her place in the circle that surrounded me. Over and over again this repeated itself. Angel after angel stepped forward and offered me another piece of the puzzle. Round we went. I felt like the hands on a strange clock turning clockwise to meet each angel until all had given their gifts. I now held twelve pieces of the puzzle, one from each of the angels.

I stood facing the first angel. He nodded to me and with a speed that is impossible for man departed with his company. The neither walked nor ran nor flew but simply moved away from me.

I stood alone holding the twelve pieces of the puzzle in my hands.

I listened to the air around me and waited for instructions.

…I let go and found myself returned.

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