I saw over me a large covering, like a ceiling. It covered our unit. It was made of gold.

On it was inscribed by a sharpened stone a multitude of God’s Promises of provision and protection for the believer.

In the center of all the promises was the cross. It was pure gold and had no writing on it. It was polished and smooth. As I gazed at this beautiful work it seemed to shine. Then brighter and brighter and then incredibly bright with the brilliance coming from within. But I could still see the cross and the etchings. I saw that the light was actually the glory of God Almighty and this was a living thing.