Christ-Mass

At first I saw the children.

Holy, holy, holy they screamed like angels.

Then I saw a black and white horse.

I also saw the great hoe. Oh she gave us all great pleasure. Even the angels. 

The kings stood tall to rule the Earth, many of them found secrets to live forever.

That’s when I heard the Trumpet.

The great bombs brought everyone to their knees even the mighty pharaohs.

On a sea of gold I saw an army of churches. 

Dressed in a purple robe he and his members stood tall they were ready to fight with their King.

They held hands with the children who gave their life to save others.

In the war against evil they stood in mass numbers— for this King of Kings somehow gave them no fear of death. 

I could hear preaching in the distance, preaching of the Kingdom of heaven.

I saw people speaking in tongues, and passing out. 

They left everything for this King, they gave up everything, they would die with no fear for him.

This King of Kings gave them unbelievable courage and strength.

He gave them the belief of another place far greater than the world.

They stood on the front lines and took a beating just as he did for them.

I saw them fight along side angels, dying, only to keep reproducing. 

Dying, only to keep living.

Falling, only to keep rising like the sun.

Amazed, and in ahhhhh at his ever lasting strength.

I too fell to my knees in death only to rise again in an eternal kingdom of heaven.

I awoke from this dream a thousand times only to hear the sounds of Christ-Mass.

In remembrance of him the doors were open.

Christ-Mass

What a fellowship.

What a joy divine.