One bright morning!

Think of this:

That one bright morning, on a day like today, mysterious things will happen. The sky will roll up like a sleeping bag, revealing an open tunnel of endless depth going up all the way to the Throne of God. Down this tunnel shall descend a mighty King, with all His glory and with thousands of His troops. Not with swords, not with guns, not with armour, but like the ancient armies of Israel in the Battle of Jericho they shall bear only trumpets. The atmosphere will suddenly be filled with the most wonderful music, distilling straight from the lips of these wonderful celestial beings.

Consider this:

That on that day all who live on this earth will behold this King and His mighty army. No reports, no Eye-Witness news, no CNN, no headlines, no word-of-mouth: everyone will see for himself. No one will be able to avoid Him, when this almighty King descends to the planet earth.

Imagine this:

The King will yell with a mighty roar! The roar will be so loud that the very foundation of the earth will be shaken. The hills and mountains will be flattened, the rivers and seas will overflow, the valleys will be filled: the whole planet will be in distress! Moreover, the same mighty roar will not only reach every ear on the earth but also penetrate to the very depths of hades. They shall hear the roar, them who are dead and on that day they will arise immortal and glorious, just like their King.

Ponder this:

That the King will call up His own, they will hear His voice and will rise up in the air. What a wonderful reunion for the King and His friends and so long separated! On that day it shall be evident who the King's friends are. They shall sing with a mighty chorus, and their voices shall be sweeter than the sweetest carols ever sang. The name of their song is the name of the King: "Jesus". And the name of the song will be even sweeter than the music of the song.

Understand this:

That those who are not friends with the King will be so stunned with His sudden appearance that they will fall. They will attempt to run but will soon fall. What with rivers and volcanoes and earthquakes to their impediment! And on that day the enemies of the King will remain dead on the breadth of the whole earth, from America to China, Japan to Alaska, Yugoslavia to South Africa, Latvia to Chile. They shall remain dead. And no one will bury them, well, because the dead can't bury themselves! But the King's friends will join the King and His armies and they will ascend up and up into the same canyon He descended through, into the glorious land on high.

Won't it be a wonderful thing to be amongst the King's friends on that day that is soon to come? It will be pure joy. I long for it.