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It is definitely something to ponder, I had chills while i was reading it.

Virgie
----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Phil Scovell" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Wednesday, April 15, 2009 9:21 PM
Subject: This Will Make You Think


> 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, 
>> 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.
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>> As if the sky was a curtain, the drapes of the atmosphere part. A 
>> brilliant
>> 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 
>> at
>> 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..
>>
>>
>> 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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