Journal Entry
Prayed at the chapel for a few hours today.
In need of a nap, I had the option to rest in the bed of my own, or the uncomfortable chair of the chapel.
I tried to leave the chapel a few times, but every time it happened, I couldn’t - plans with friends got cancelled, and at the same time, my heart yearned to stay.
So? I chose the chapel - I wanted to rest in my Lord’s presence.
I soon drifted to sleep in the most uncomfortable position ever.
As soon as that happened, I heard a beautiful voice of an angel.
It was a male voice.
His voice was so strong, yet so soft and beautiful.
Coming from his heart, he sang his hymn with pure love and joy.
The instruments that accompanied him were out of this world, and were just as beautiful.
Such beauty made me want to wake up and hear more.
As I slowly got my conscious back, something in my told me to go back to sleep, but out of stubbornness, I didn’t.
As I slowly got back to my waking, the angel’s voice slowly dyed out.
Once fully awake, I didn’t hear the music anymore.
I looked at the time, and it was 3 pm (- “the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice ‘Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?’ … And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit.”)