Faces in the Clouds

 I often see faces when I look at the clouds, they are there for a few seconds, til the breeze sweeps them away.  Almost always of people, some facing you, some laying down, some looking up, some looking down, some have a side profile, some are screaming, some are happy, but they all last just a brief moment of time as the winds bring a constant change.

What & who do these faces belong to?  Are they random shapes of moisture or something  more?  Oh, I think they are something much more.  I see the faces of souls yet to be tethered….faces of those on the other side, waiting on the outside of our earthly domain.

The Heavens do exist, but between us & them is a realm of souls, some lost others not, but all looking to  be found.  If Heaven is the goal, then these are the proving grounds.

God is merciful & for most one life of trials & tribulation is nowhere near enough.  Some of us have souls that have lived decades of lives, others learn their lessons much quicker & some never learn anything because they think they know everything, these folks are destined for pain & agony.  

I see faces in the clouds….some are happy as they got the word that when the wind shifts…they’ll be heading down to join a new body & together, soul & body, become a living breathing thinking feeling spirit.

I’ve said it before & now again…”We are the envy of the Angels”…they envy our “free will” for their realm leaves no room for falsehoods & the fabrications of a society under attack from the inside out.  An attack that is slow & steady, but thinks it has victory in its’ sights….Do not worry, do not fear for they are blind to reality.  Over time you will know, if you don’t already, the victory they seek is at your expense & can not be paid for, because it already has…once death is defeated it’s always defeated.  

I see faces in the clouds & they whisper to me to carry on & push thru the clutter that lies in this earthly domain.  For when my spirit reaches for the Heavens it will be the next time, in a long time, of seeing faces in the clouds. 

I see faces in the clouds & over time as you look you realize not everyone sees the same things in the skies that you do.  There are Untold Stories that have pictures of four clear faces in the clouds.  But not everyone sees them.  So as time goes on & you continue your gaze to the sky you realize there are all kinds of shapes & sizes in the clouds above.  There are faces of animals & faces of mythical creatures & faces of memories we hold dear.  And then you see it, and you see it again, & it can not be denied.  There are faces in the clouds & they all have wings, and their eyesight is better than ours.  

They are not imaginary & they are not mythical…they are birds silly….& they’re looking down at the faces below & wondering where their nests have gone.  They soar & they search & it’s all so different.  But they are closer to God than we may ever be…cuz they already got their wings & in their Creator they rise & sing.

The Book of Job.  Chapter 28….Acts Chapter 10