by T. M. Meek
As Alex looked out of a window she could see every large city across the United States and hundreds of smaller cities and towns. People were shopping and going to work and running errands. It was daytime. Then several churches were forced to close their doors. They were no longer free to worship. Then a caravan of cars left each city and gathered in one location. They were going to a place of safety.
Alex wondered what the danger was until she saw the destruction.
At first, there was an army going down the streets and shooting people. As people tried to defend themselves or hide and run for cover, massive earthquakes began to rock the nation. Fires and falling mountains and boulders and large skyscrapers killed people by the thousands. A plague swept through at the same time and gave thousands of others what looked like a painful version of sudden leprosy that killed most in less than a day or so. Tornadoes and sporadic whirlwinds lifted others yanking them high into the air to eventually be smacked by flying boards, cars or bricks that were also twisting violently in the air. Others were speared through by large shards of glass that came flying out of breaking windows in rupturing buildings. It was a terrible sight.
Then all was calm. Millions of dead bodies were laid all across the country. Many laid in unnatural positions with their eyes still opened and hanging part way from building windows several stories high. Some bodies were half revealed under sections of crushed cars or broken buildings.
Highways were broken. Streets were crumpled and undriveable. No cars were driving. No airplanes were left in the air. Telephone poles and electrical lines were down on nearly every street. Nearly every store was closed due to severe damage. It was impossible to recognize the boundaries of Kansas or other states. You could no longer tell where the boundaries of one state began and another ended.
Most of the men were dead and hundreds of thousands of women were left crying and in shock. The survivors were mostly women and children and the few men that survived were doing what they could to find and provide first-aid. Those that survived, including those that had gathered away to safety before the calamities occurred, were the righteous. The righteous were made up of imperfect people. Many, but not all, were good Christians that did their best to follow their conscience in being good and choosing good every day. Most of them didn’t rebelliously reject or verbally stone (by their criticisms) the prophets of God. But some wicked people that tried to appear as righteous by gathering to safety were still destroyed by the plague.
Then the entire nation was cleaned up by the righteous survivors and everyone began to rebuild their lives. Soon after their efforts to rebuild it became an unparalleled time of abundance and prosperity as a bright sun of hope rose in the sky. It wasn’t just a new day. It was a new period of time in America.
Alex sat up straight in her bed. Was that dream a view of the future? If so, she was glad to be warned so she could be ready. That dream was especially unusual. It felt like a clear warning from God of what seemed to be coming. It was the same kind of destruction that has come in every dispensation of human history. The bible proves it’s a pattern that repeats. And who were the ones that were the most likely to be wise and prepare? Those that believed. She also knew that not everyone would believe it would occur even though history proved what it always does…that unbelief doesn’t stop certain things from happening anyway.
TO BE CONTINUED