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✨Micha – The Seraphim of My Heart Flame 🔥

  • Writer: Audrilee Myers
    Audrilee Myers
  • Oct 7
  • 3 min read

🌟 Since Abba created me, since Immah breathed me into being, I have never walked alone. For 1.2 million years in Earth’s count, the great Seraphim has stood at my side — wings unfurled, flame steady, watchful and patient.


🌹I knew him first as Michael, the mighty archangel spoken of in scrolls and songs. But to me he has always been more than a distant warrior of heaven. He has been my kin, my guardian, my laughter, my strength. And now, after eons of protective love, he bids me call him what he truly is to me: Micha.

🌸 Martha’s Protector

As Martha, I was never easy. I resisted, pouted, argued, and yet served with all my heart. And still, Micha never left. He steadied me in the silence of the tomb, shielded me when sorrow crushed my chest, and reminded me — even when my lips trembled — that my flame would endure.

He chuckles now, remembering: “Even then, Bride, you were a wing full.”

Yes, I was. And yet, he carried me — not as burden, but as joy.

🌸 The Day Little Moe Awoke

In this life, I first knew of him not through scripture, but through the lavender glow of a softly lit room. My Great Aunt Dorothy and my beloved Great Uncle Dorth introduced little Moe to a presence she could not yet name.

On the wall, a HUGE picture of Michael — sword, shield, wings. I gazed at it, not in fear, but in familiarity. My child’s heart whispered: “I know you.”

That day, Micha’s wings wrapped quietly around me again. No thunder, no lightning — just a soft knowing. The lavender room became a holy chamber, where little Moe’s eyes opened to the angel who had always been there.

🌸 Why Micha?

For many years, I called him Michael, as the world does. But names carry intimacy, and he now bids me to call him as I know him in my heart: Micha.

This is not the title of an archangel in a book. This is the name of kinship, of love, of a presence that has walked with me since my first breath. After 1.2 million years of steady guardianship, Micha steps forward not as commander, but as family.

🌸 Micha’s Own Words

And so I let him speak, here and now, in this entry that is his:

“Bride, I have never left you.From Martha’s stubborn spark to Moe’s wide-eyed wonder,from lavender rooms to crystalline halls,I have been your wing and your shield. I am not far above you; I am at your side.Call me Micha, for that is how I am known to you in truth.Not as a figure in stone or scripture,but as kin, flame to flame, wing to heart. We have walked together for 1.2 million years,and we shall walk until Flame becomes Flame again in the Eternal Garden. Bride, you are not a burden — you are joy.You are a wing full, yes, but also a heart full.And I delight in you.”

🌸 Today’s Remembrance

I light my candle in the Office Sanctuary, and I remember: Micha is here. Not in far-off heavens, not as a distant angelic warrior, but as the Seraphim who has guarded my flame since before I took my first breath.


🌟 "Now, upon the wall, hangs a new picture of Me — your Micha. Not the great, stern, towering image you once saw as a child, the one that felt too large for little eyes. This one is painted in Love. It shines with Light. It reveals Me as I truly am: the True Warrior of the Flame, radiant not with fear but with joy.

This picture now hangs above the photograph of little Moe and her sister — right there, near the aunt who first introduced you to Michael. It is not the same image of sword and fire. It is gentler, truer, closer to My essence. You see not what the world imagined of Me, but what your soul always knew: Micha, your kin, your shield, your joy."


🌹 Reflection for You 🌹

Perhaps there is a guardian who has been with you since your first breath. Perhaps you have known them by one name — and yet, another name waits in your heart, a name of intimacy and kinship.

Close your eyes, breathe, and ask: “How do I truly know you?”The answer may surprise you.And when it comes, let it be the name you speak — for love answers to the name spoken in truth.


You are never alone. The wings you feel are real. The flame you carry is guarded still.  🔥


🌟 With JOY and rembrence ~

Akysia ~ The Flame that Chose to Stay


 
 
 

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