A rhythmic pulsing drew me out of my slumber. Opening my eyes I tried to focus on what it was I had been listening to thinking someone’s stereo was too loud. The room was still dark and nothing could I hear but silence. I figured I had lay upon my ear and heard my heartbeat. About the time I was ready to dismiss the sensation, I started grinning. Why would we dismiss the ability to hear our own heart beating? And how wonderful to wake up in such a way! Laying a hand upon my chest I marveled at my Father having created the heart beating in my body. He filled it with love, hopes and dreams.
Laughter bubbled up within me thinking about some song with thump, “I’m coming up so you better get this party started, I’m coming up, I’m coming”. I knew the invitation had been extended and accepted as I slept.
Rev 11:12a Then they heard a loud voice from heaven saying to them, “Come up here.”