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Date Posted: 20:48:55 09/19/06 Tue
Author: Cheri
Subject: WHEN CHRIST COMES -- --





WHEN CHRIST COMES - - -
By Max Lucado

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.

As if the sky were a curtain, the drapes of the
Atmosphere part. A brilliant light spills onto the
Earth. There are no shadows. None. From whence came
The light begins to tumble a river of color sparkling crystals of 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.

North.
South.
East.
West.

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.

Presently the movement stops and the trumpets are
Silent, leaving only the triumphant triplet: Holy, holy, holy. Between each
word is a pause. With each word, a profound reverence. You hear your voice
join in the chorus.You don't know why you say the words, but you know you
must.

Suddenly, the heavens are quiet. All is quiet. The angels turn, you
Turn, the entire world turns and there He is. Jesus.

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: 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. . .

This morning when the Lord opened a window to Heaven,
He saw me, and he asked: My child, what is your greatest wish for today? I
responded:"Lord please; take care of the person who is reading this message,
their family and their special friends.They deserve it and Ilove them very
much"



Jesus is coming back..we must be ready.

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