Heavenly Revelations: Our Saviour's Homecoming

After the war, with the cosmos still, God's voice echoed, carrying His will. He called forth two angels, pure and bright, To descend to earth, through the veil of night.

"Bring back My Son," His command did sound, "And place His soul where love is found." The angels, with wings of golden fire, Soared through the heavens, fulfilling God's desire.

They reached the earth, where His body lay, And took His soul from the tomb of clay. With reverence and care, they began their flight, Ascending to heaven, to the realm of light.

As they rose, the angels spoke, To those who stood in silent cloak:
"Why do you gaze at the empty sky? This very Jesus will return on high."

Meanwhile, in the sacred halls of grace, God summoned Michael to take his place. The left hand of God, the warrior bold, Now stood before the throne of gold.

"Michael," God spoke, with a voice so deep, "Your time has come, your vigil to keep. The war is over, the battle won, But your role now shifts, My loyal son."

He removed the title, with gentle hand, No longer the left in His divine plan. Yet Michael bowed, with strength and pride, For he knew his place was at God's side.

As Jesus entered the gates above, He was welcomed with endless love. He walked through heaven’s radiant light, To meet His Father, in His glory bright.

"Welcome home, My Son," God softly said, As they stood together, where angels tread. They spoke of the future, of what would be, In the kingdom above, for all to see.

Then Jesus spoke with a tender plea, "May I return, if just briefly, To say farewell to those I hold dear, My loyal disciples, who wait in fear?

And to My family, who grieve below, Let Me embrace them before I go."

God smiled with grace and gave assent, For Jesus to go where His heart was bent. “Go forth,” He said, “and make your goodbyes, Then return to Me, where your place lies. Our conversation shall then resume, In the eternal light of heaven’s bloom.”