High and lifted up is the LORD on a throne, and his train filled the temple where I stood, and I felt the wind of seraphim wings.
Into the throne room walked a prosecutor, the Adversary, with evil mien. From the throne a voice filled the room, “From whence have you come?”
“From going back and forth in the earth,” answered Satan, “and from walking up and down in it.”
Then the Voice replied, “Have you considered my servant?” and all eyes turned toward me.
Then with dramatic gesture, the Adversary extended his bony finger toward my heart and spoke an octave lower, “This one is a law-breaker!”
I noticed then that One stood on the right of the throne, for he leaned toward the Father and said, “For this one, I died.”
And I felt the floor under me tremble as those above the throne broke forth in thunderous voice:
“Holy, holy, holy, is the LORD of Hosts! The whole earth is full of his glory!”
And suddenly I saw that I was clothed in white raiment, and with twenty-four others I cast my crown before the throne, exclaiming, “Worthy are you, our Lord and God, the Holy One, to receive the glory, and the honour, and the power, for you created all things, and because of your desire they exist and are created!” And my voice with the others was like a trumpet filling the room, and I saw the Accuser flee.
Then from my knees I saw before my eyes a hand like a stone mason’s, thick-fingered and calloused, and following the arm up I saw an olive-skinned man who beckoned me stand. Rising, he embraced me; then arms extended to grip either shoulder, his eyes gazed into mine a moment and he spoke, “Well done, my good and faithful servant.” His eyes smiled as he heard my gasp, and I saw the Lord, and he saw me.