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Scriptures (Old Testament, New Testament, and Book of Mormon), Embraced by the Light
[title unknown]
By Max Lucado
You are in your car driving home. Thoughts wander to
the game you want to see or meal you want to eat, when
suddenly a sound unlike any you've ever heard fills the air.
The sound is high above you.
A trumpet?
A choir?
A choir of trumpets?
You don't know, but you want to know.
So you pull over, get out of your car, and look up. As
you do, you see you aren't the only curious one. The
roadside has become a parking lot. Car doors are open,
and people are staring at the sky. Shoppers are racing
out of the grocery store.
The Little League baseball game across the street has
come to a halt. Players and parents are searching the
clouds. And what they see, and what you see, has never
before been seen.
As if the sky were a curtain, the drapes of the
atmosphere part. A brilliant light spills onto the
earth. There are no shadows. None. From whence came
the light begins to tumble a river of color spiking
crystals of every hue ever seen and a million more
never seen. Riding on the flow is an endless fleet of
angels. They pass through the curtains one myriad at a
time, until they occupy every square inch of the sky.
North.
South.
East.
West.
Thousands of silvery wings rise and fall in unison,
and over the sound of the trumpets, you can hear the
cherubim and seraphim chanting, Holy, holy, holy.
The final flank of angels is followed by twenty-four silver-bearded
elders and a multitude of souls who join the angels in worship.
Presently the movement stops and the trumpets are
silent, leaving only the triumphant triplet: Holy,
holy, holy. Between each word is a pause. With each
word, a profound reverence.
Holy.
Holy.
Holy.
You hear your voice join
in the chorus. You don't know why you say the words,
but you know you must.
Suddenly, the heavens are quiet. All is quiet.
The angels turn, you turn, the entire world turns and
there He is.
Jesus.
Through waves of light you see the silhouetted figure
of Christ the King.
He is atop a great stallion, and the stallion is atop
a billowing cloud.
He opens his mouth, and you are surrounded by his
declaration:
I am the Alpha and the Omega.
The angels bow their heads.
The elders remove their crowns.
And before you is a Figure so consuming that you know,
instantly you know:
Nothing else matters.
Forget stock markets and school reports.
Sales meetings and football games.
Nothing is newsworthy..
All that mattered, matters no more....
for Christ has come.
....
This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven, he saw me, and he
asked:
My child, what is your greatest wish for today?
I responded:
"Lord please; take care of the person who is reading this message, their
family and their special friends.They deserve it and I love them very
much"
The love of God is like the ocean, you can see its beginnings but Not
its end.
If this affected you like it did me... share it. I still cannot get through this without feeling His spirit. I get chills. My eyes well up. I'd never imagined what it would be like.... and this is simply a glimpse.
Children of Fallen Heros - they bear the burden of the sacrifice their parent(s) made for us.
A son spoke to his father, and asked him about the war:
"Did you have friends who fought and died,
who can come home no more?"
"I learned to walk while you were gone; I learned to catch
and play,
The other kids, they understood, their dads, too, were away"
"Thank you, Dad, for fighting hard; thanks for being brave,
I wish that I had known you..."
And laid flowers at the grave
- William "Harley Bill" Rouse
Yellow Ribbon Support Center
Thanks to the Special Vets, and you know
who you are...