**The Throne Room of Heaven**
In the Spirit, John was caught up into the heavenly realms, and before him stretched a sight so glorious that human words could scarcely capture its majesty. A door stood open in heaven, and the voice that had spoken to him before, clear as a trumpet, called out, **”Come up here, and I will show you what must take place after this.”**
At once, John found himself standing before the very throne of God. The radiance emanating from it was like a sea of jewels—jasper and carnelian shimmered with hues of fiery red and deep green, encircled by an emerald rainbow that cast a soft, verdant glow over all. The throne itself was not of earthly design; it pulsed with living light, and around it, flashes of lightning flickered, while peals of thunder rolled like the voice of eternity.
Before the throne, seven torches of fire burned ceaselessly—these were the seven spirits of God, sent out into all the earth, perfect in wisdom and power. And stretching out like a vast, crystal sea was a floor of glass, so pure it seemed made of liquid light, undisturbed and serene before the Almighty’s presence.
Encircling the throne were twenty-four elders, seated on their own thrones, clothed in white garments, their heads crowned with gold. They were the representatives of God’s people—the twelve tribes of Israel and the twelve apostles of the Lamb—united in worship before the Lord of all. Whenever the living creatures gave glory, the elders would rise, cast their crowns before the throne, and cry out in adoration.
But most awe-inspiring of all were the four living creatures who stood at the throne’s four corners, never resting, never ceasing their worship. Each had six wings, and with two they covered their faces, unable to bear the full radiance of God’s holiness. With two they covered their feet, humbled in His presence, and with two they flew, ever ready to serve His will.
The first creature was like a lion, mighty and regal, its voice roaring with divine authority. The second resembled an ox, steadfast and strong, bearing the weight of service without complaint. The third had the face of a man, full of wisdom and compassion, and the fourth was like an eagle in flight, soaring with piercing vision into the mysteries of God.
Day and night, without pause, they lifted their voices:
**”Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty, who was, and is, and is to come!”**
And each time they spoke, the twenty-four elders fell prostrate, casting their crowns before the throne, crying:
**”You are worthy, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for You created all things, and by Your will they were created and have their being.”**
The air thrummed with the sound of worship, a symphony of heaven that never faded, never weakened. The lightning and thunder echoed their praise, the crystal sea reflected their glory, and the very foundations of heaven trembled at the majesty of the One who sat upon the throne.
John stood in silent awe, for he knew—this was no mere vision. This was the reality behind all things, the center of all creation. And the worship of heaven would never end, for the Lord God reigned supreme, now and forevermore.
