He’s Coming

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He’s coming…

and I think the day will begin like this; glorious light, beauty spread wide, birds calling softly in the background while the earth settles into silence. The breeze will taste like springtime, the scents of a million flowers wafting by, while our brains begin to assimilate, our heads lift upward instinctually, searching for answers.

The sound of music, led by trumpets, begins to travel across the sky, matching the path of blazing clouds.

The brightness of His Holiness will blind us, and we will be forced to look away… kneeling… one… by one…

by one… and then we will hear His Voice… His Voice… for the first time…

Hallelujah… I can’t wait… 

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