"Sha'alu Shalom Yerushalaiyim!" repeated the IDF soldier, hugging tightly onto his wife and three children who joined the others in so much that these all without consulting had inwardly collapsed before falling to the ground. It was here and before recovering to their senses just one-half year ago that the earthquake after the two prophets in fashion of Moshiach had been slain and risen from death when lifted to their feet as witnessed everyone the imperviousness of an unquitting God preserving them. Marvelously defying gravity when they like backwards shooting stars zip up and on even trajectory dash thru sky, penetrating like lightning bolts the distressed clouds overhead as very night for the event short circuiting as though to further enhance and light up their experience.
Baruch haba Bashem Adonai became the rally cry now at this, the IDF Soldier alongside his comrades at the time had watched on prior to this, scarcely accused of being aliens which did nothing to remove the abduction claim when had defied the same gravity laws the Corporate Assembly of Believers who'd then worldwide vanquished, from the planet disappearing in like fashion bodily as men, women, and children from every ethnic group enduring in their religions in so much that a common characteristic in an espoused belief in their sustaining Messiah & who in the varying forms share the common characteristic with an unshakable Affinity, beloved and growing daily in faith as Born Again Christians & Messianics on their very own 1948! it's dream! it's time of Jacob's Trouble only with dry bones given to spirited renewal and to walk where contrarily had church in large numbers grown Apostate where anchored in someone other than the Messiah, rendered utterly useless to watch on as spectators on wings of atrophied faith. These where avoiding the Mark of the Beast thats implementing had since been mandated and enforced would see one more light glimmer behind Noah's tar-pitched Acacia Wood door closing like a gated drawbridge as Men's animus against Him has finally segued unto God's fury on them.
And now this: the Human Personification and God Himself and very Fulfillment of Zechariah, chapter Twelve, Verse Ten with a question no longer put to the matter of identity in the One depicted in Isaiah, chapter Fifty-Three, Verse Five. Both awe-inspiring and terrible, the Lion of the Tribe of Judah in the only Hope for the Nations, the One seeing the end from the beginning, all of the words of the prophets both here on premises and throughout time, the Last Days church and the church throughout history suddenly vindicated in their preaching in and rewarded for their faithfulness to this One Who's been here before.
The physical surrounding in the sky around Him both a torn garment and lit up wonder as though in stilling reverence for Who returns finally on the clouds with His feet to touch down on the Olives Mount just below. Armies from their respective countries unable to turn away their sight from Him as sure as they scarcely could do so from the prophets, these from amongst the nations hearing and fearing and trembling as the Earth shook underneath the capsizing glory in His Earth-shaking fury. This Return with accommodating spine-tingling shrieking sounds of the spirits in decent with whirl-around harrowing sounds obliterating ominously to sing overtop of thundering stampeding hooves from some place unseen. Rattling the senses and unnerve the wits in tremendous echo and reverberation. Verily after the armies of the world are judged the Post-Apocalyptic world to learn war never again, the lion with the lamb together, the child to handle the asp without getting harmed, the enemy of the soul and of God no longer a factor in the affairs of men -
- the scores of saints mystifying the world in their departure, here there they were again, unable to be numbered and in decent with Him and his awe-inspiring valiant Angels.
70, Ely James
