The Fall of Lucifer: The Four Stars

Father took me to a place where the angels of God were created. It looked like a sea of stars and portals. A whirlwind of fire surrounded The Ancient One who is the creator of the universe. This event was so holy that I am not allowed to say too much of what happened here. I was undone by the creativity of this creation of the four stars or brothers. In the encounter below, you will read about Lucifer, Gabriel, Michael and the Healing Angel who some call Raphael. I do not claim to know everything, I just see in pieces as many other seers and prophets do.

Long ago, upon the shining crystal sea, lived four great angels. They were called the Four Stars. One was called Lucifer, the Morning Light. Another, Gabriel Messenger of Truth. The third was Michael Glowing Son of Fire. For his hair is like that of a river of fire. The last I do not know his name. But he was crafted with the stillness of the waters and his garments a flowing stream. Today, some call him the healing angel, but he did not say his name. To each of these angels was given great power by the Ancient One—He who numbers the days of man and crafted their souls. It was by His word of power that all things were given life. These Four Stars were crafted by the garment of His robe, thus their appearance was scintillating in glory.  The Ancient One gave them dominion over the areas of angelic majesties.

“You will take what is mine and serve me with it,” The Ancient One said to each of the angels. To Lucifer, He gave him the gift of sound…to fashion music—he would be a great cherub of light. The catch and guide worship like a ribbon of light. In this angel were vibrant, living, stones of glory. Other angels gathered around Lucifer in bright colors I have never seen before. They were given a multitude of voices that created vibrations in heaven. As Lucifer raised his voice, his golden wings were like the sound of stringed instruments. And He showed them the sounds of heaven by the power of the Holy Spirit.

Then the Ancient One turned to Gabriel and breathed upon the blue-star-like angel. The Ancient one gave this great angel a golden trumpet, and He said, “To all who hear you, may they be blessed. Go and speak truth to the heavens and the earth.” Then as it was, a great company of angels surrounded Gabriel and he spoke to them the language of heaven with the mysteries of God. A great flash of lightning-sparked causing a brightness inside them.

Then the Ancient one turned to Michael and asked him, “How consuming is the fire of God?” Michael, whose eyes were like lighting, placed The Ancient One’s hands on his heart and The Ancient One said, “Passion I give you Michael, but a gentle spirit will you become. May you stand in my fire and become the prince of the Angels.” A crown was given to Michael in the form of a golden band embroidered with glowing emeralds and rubies around his head.  His wings were bronze with fire upon them; thus they had become swift! There came to Michael creatures, strange in nature to accompany him. These were the appearance of winged lions and great bird like creatures made of the Glory of God; the Host crafted for war! Some were fiery white dragons of light, and there were winged horses blazing like a sea of diamonds. There were many of the hosts of heaven given to Michael’s command, and with his shout, the heavens shook with praise!

Then The Ancient one turned to the last of the Four Stars and said, “Mercy, compassion, kindness, like a gentle river. Be filled with love…” And this great angel became like a rainbow—like mist from the magnificent waterfalls of heaven. He was beautiful with the eyes of an ocean. Then rising out of the crystal sea came angels of great beauty and wonder but you could see fresh water inside them. They smiled with joy! Their number was great while they resembled a fountain of life, healing flowed from their hands. To the great angel, he was given the power of encouragement to heal the broken heart and wounded body.

This was the beginning of the Four Stars…but one had fallen. The great morning light had left its place.