The meadows were budded, beautiful, and vast. The clouds were like fluffy pillows floating in the sky. The Heavens parted, everything was brightened where the light of the sun peeked through. The birds were singing ... a special song ... a song To God.
Jesus was looking down from pillows upon pillows of clouds ... He looked back ... I couldn't see Him. He brought His Father ... saying, "come see."
God was tugging at the back of His gown as if One holding back a little one from falling ... "don't fall."
God ... looked down from Heaven ... at me ...
Psalm 77:16 The waters saw you, O God The waters saw you, they were afraid: The depths also trembled.