Years ago, I was in a Prayer Gathering in Minnesota.  It was in that meeting that in a moment, my eyes were opened to a room of grand proportion.

When the Leader in prayer uttered the words, “orders from headquarters”, it was as if I was swept in a grand ballroom.  Only this room was limitless.

It was circular in scope with doors of every imaginable and unimaginable size, shape, color, hardware and even composition.  One door would be red, still others, varying shades of blue and yet still – some were ablaze with color that I couldn’t describe in English because I’d never experienced those colors before.  Some doors were short, others tall, some wide, others narrow.  Some had burnished bronze hardware, while others had shimmering gold features and some were held together by what appeared to be hand hammered wrought iron.  And again, the doors were unique and limitless.

By each door, stood a majestic angel.  I wasn’t made to know what rank these angels served in, but it was clear, that each angel was standing guard over the entrance of each door.  You see, these doors, represented callings.  And when, someone would wait for their specific and unique ‘orders’, they would gain access easily and without resistance.

As I looked, I was at the end of a very long line.  Up head, Jesus was seated and adorned, as a General.  In proper timing, each one stepped up receive their “orders from headquarters”.  Heavenly assignments were being given.

Only as I watched, some standing in line, were getting weary, taking their eyes off of Jesus.  And instead of waiting on God, some would step ‘out of line’, advancing to a door that was never assigned to them.

One in particular caught in attention as they began to be wooed by a particularly beautiful door, or should I say – assignment.  As they approached the door, after knocking and then, beating, then kicking and finally pounding at the door, try as they might – it simply wouldn’t open.  And, interestingly enough, contrary to the angelic presence who made the door open wide before those who waited on God, these angels appeared to not even recognize the ones exhausting themselves — trying to make a way — on their own.

As quickly as it started, it concluded, but this experience has stayed with me.  It has helped me to understand that callings are still calling.  Your assignment is waiting on you.  Your calling is still calling you.

And, these orders from headquarters come for one reason only.

Because people need Jesus.