This isn't exactly Biblically or theologically correct but it is worth 
reading regardless.

Phil.


> 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, 
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> 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.
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> As if the sky was a curtain, the drapes of the atmosphere part. A 
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> light spills onto the earth. There are no shadows. None.
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> From 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 
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> a time, until they occupy every square inch of the sky.
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> North. South. East. West.
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> 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.
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> Suddenly, the heavens are quiet. All is quiet. The angels turn, you turn,
> the entire world turns and there He is. Jesus.
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> 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:
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> I am the Alpha and the Omega..
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> 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.
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