I had a strange dream last night. In my dream the world was holding its breath because of war breaking out all over the Middle East. I was at home watching the news and as the news reporters reported that armies from Arab nations were rapidly deploying and Israel appeared to the primary theatre of war a very serious and ominous feeling began to settle on me. Russia was issuing threats of nuclear war against the United States and the President was expected to address the nation shortly. Then a Scripture came to mind,
Revelation 20:9
9And they went up on the breadth of the earth, and compassed the camp of the saints about, and the beloved city: and fire came down from God out of heaven, and devoured them.
I got this strange buzzing in my ears like something horrible was about to happen and suddenly there was a loud flash of brilliant light on the horizon and an believably loud sound of a “CRACK” that shook my house. I called out to my wife and my son to get into the basement but at that second a blast wave shattered my windows and suddenly it was like I was in total darkness and silence. I couldn’t breathe or scream. Then it seemed as though I could hear the voices of other people. Everyone was crying, praying, and weeping. There was a lion’s roar and then there was total silence again. Suddenly it was like the lights begun to come up and I was in an innumerable mass of people standing before the throne of God… and the books were opened.
I know the dream isn’t theologically correct. But what has stuck with me all morning is how suddenly it all came to an end. No warning. No time to get right. Everything I had ever imagined about what the end would be like was fantasy.
It just left me feeling weird all morning.
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