A Vision of June in Heaven

Marcie H. (During worship, 2/11/07)

I was still obviously grief-stricken and trying to come to terms with my dear friend June's death and trying to make sense of it all.  As our worship time began and I gave God the fresh pain of my heart, I chose to enter into worship.  During this time of worship, my thoughts kept coming to June and then, with my eyes closed, I saw a vision of her dancing before her Father in heaven:

She was wearing a beautiful silky and flowing gown.  It was cream/grayish/white in color.  Very elegant and striking in the way it blended with her skin tone and enhanced her appearance.  The dress blended so elegantly with her person, that while you noticed the dress and its beauty, it was nothing to compare with or take away from her own beauty.  It was a perfect complement.  As she danced before her Father in heaven the gown flowed fluidly with her movements.  It was as if the gown simultaneously anticipated her movements and expressions of worship and adoration. 

I noticed a long silky scarf of the same fabric and material.  It was perhaps 6 or 8 feet long and seemed to float in the air awaiting her next movement of dance as she gracefully danced with the scarf.  She was dancing before her Father in Heaven and while I knew He was there, watching on with delight and joy at his daughter, I never saw Him. June for her part was unaware of anything or anyone in that moment, except the sweet presence of her Heavenly Father.  She moved to the music and danced before Him, but she also moved harmoniously in sync to the movement of her own heart.  And the music of her heart and the music of her ears were one and the same.  I saw her turn and whirl before Him and cherished the tenderness and sweetness I had been blessed to observe from a distance.  I could not go there and was keenly aware that I was only peering into an open window of heaven allowed to glimpse for an earthly moment a timeless event.

On June's face, I saw a countenance of peace, joy, and delight unknown to this earthly body, for the heaviness of this earth, had passed away from before her.  There was an indescribable radiance as if she were being illuminated from an internal source.  She appeared slenderer than in her earthly shell and there was a youthfulness to her countenance of perhaps a 20 or 30-year-old, but at the same time, I knew she maintained the facial characteristics of her present age (she was 54).  It was a face with the maturity and wisdom of all her years, but without the weight or stress-lines that bind us to this earthly realm. 

Note: Marci was surprised and insistent that the gown had thin straps and that it was cut down to the small of her back in a way that June would not have been likely to have worn on earth and that Marci would not have expected to see on anyone in heaven. Yet in the setting of heaven, she was beholding, the cut of the gown didn't seem sensuous and she accepted it as appropriate to that environment. She also said she mostly saw June from the back just the way Christopher sculpted it (see Christopher's Sculpture). The background she saw was pure white as if she was only being shown June, not anything else about heaven in the vision. Marci saw everything as clearly as we see the world around us except that the edges were softer.