THE LAST DAYS

I had an unusual dream last night. In my dream someone on television had just discovered a lost Jewish temple in Israel. “This is for Kelly” the archaeologist said on the screen. I felt like this was meant as a message for my friend Kelly and I ran over to tell two of my friends about this. “What else could this mean,” I said. “The End Times are here.”

Next I’m walking outside wearing a towel around my bare shoulders. I was thinking that the Apocalypse had already come but everyone missed it because it didn’t interfere with our everyday lives. Then I heard a crowd walking towards me. I was standing at the top of a low hill and I stood up on the highest part of it as these children came walking near me. They were all chanting something occultic and evil about “The mark of the beast” and “666”. When I realized this I started to sing out loud the words to this song, “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, there’s just something about that name…”.

As soon as I started to sing this all the children stopped chanting but they continued to walk around me towards their destination. But several adults who were with these children stopped near me and began to eat and talk to one another. Although they pretended not to hear me or notice me, I continued to stand and sing out loud.

When I woke up it was 4 a.m. and I went into the den to pray. As usual, I grabbed a blanket we keep on one of the sofa’s and wrapped it around my bare shoulders. The text from 1 Corinthians 13 (the Love Chapter) is written on this blanket. As I knelt down to pray I realized that this was exactly like my dream. I was wearing the blanket around my bare shoulders and I began to pray. This thought came to me as I prayed: “This is the End Time for all of us. We’re all living in our own Last Day. It’s time to stand and to sing our song loud enough to silence the Enemy.

-kg