Celeste was a Jew…..at the worst possible time to be a Jew. Nazi Germany 1939.
Celeste was born and raised in a quiet and prosperous neighborhood in Hamburg. Her early childhood was filled with laughter and the deep feeling of kinship and love from so many in her own family and within the synagogue in which they worshiped.
She always knew that God was a just and a benevolent presence. This is what she felt in her heart.
Things began to change in Celeste’s world. Fear spread through the community as a predecessor to a dark and sinister evil that was brewing…..Soldiers appeared wearing the insignia of terror…..the swastika.
One day, Celeste was with her loving family and the next she was forcibly herded from her home and all that she held dear. She soon found herself standing in line in a cold and forbidding place called Auschwitz. The smell of death was in the air. The horrific and unspeakable things that followed have now become known to all who care to investigate.
Celeste was but 13 when she came to the camp, neither a child nor yet an adult. From the time she was very young, she knew that she was different. She had a gift…… the ability to see angelic beings and to communicate with them. She told others that these beings were always with them, although many had a hard time believing this considering their circumstances.
In the darkest of times, Celeste could see and feel the Angels communing with God… and praying on their behalf.
On the day that Celeste was led into a chamber that she would never return from, she saw the Angels. There were untold numbers of them….coming to lift up and guide the souls of those who were no longer with their earthly bodies into the light and a life after life.
In those moments, true freedom was found. The horrific circumstances the people had come from provided profound contrast to the divine connection which they now experienced. They all felt sublime Bliss, Grace and Love far beyond anything they had ever known in their earthly existence. Celeste’s vision of the Angels became a reality for all of them. They were now truly at peace…..they were home.
A story by Wanda Honeycutt about her painting “Embracing the Light 2” Nov. 2017