I was listening to a song and I just had this scene appear in my mind as I praised God. It was so powerful I wanted to recreate it in writing. This is not an interpretation of Revelations or any end of time scriptures, though inspired. The purpose of this is to give glory to God and encourage that even if you feel alone in your walk with Christ against this world. You are not alone. This battle is His. We lift each other up. He will win and He has already won. Despite darkness and pain it will not last. Nothing will defeat Him.
This world does not understand what I do. They lift up their shield and ready their sword.
I stand alone at the bottom of the mountains and hill. The wind blows through my hair. Lightning flashes in the sky.
No one is left who used to stand with me.
The blood moon stands still.
The dark one whispers.
Stars fall from the sky. Hitting the ground. I hear, “This battle is Mine. Keep your eyes to Me.”
Animals have crept along the hillside drawing near. They kneel and bow their heads. Hailstones begin to crash breaking the ground.
Ashes form the shape of a man. He wears a wicked grin. The eyes of the many around him are blackened. Marks show their loyalty. Blind to the locked key within their spirit. They stay deceived and praise him. He steps forward and their eyes follow robotically.
Still, He says, “This battle is Mine. Keep your eyes to Me.”
The wind picks up.
A trumpet sounds and the command shatters the earth like thunder, “RISE!”
Screams begin amongst the blackened eyes. But before I am pulled into fear, I feel a hand on me. Then another. And another.
I hear the saints rise up in a marching song of one army. A chorus of Halleuigh breaks the sound. Mixed between angel and man. Animals begin to make noise into harmony.
Fire falls from the sky. The dark one rises up with a dim light to those all who are blind.
But those of us who can see, there is static in the air. We hear a lion’s cry echo around. With lifted hands, we continue to raise our voices with His glory, but we do not budge. We do not move.
This is His day, who will stand.
A presence sweeps over the land so intense no one can stand. The earth shakes as every knee bows. I hear the sounds of rushing Waters. A gentle whisper that merges into a ROAR. A current embodied of pure holiness shoots through the air. To the saved, they feel a familiar warmth. To the blackened eyes they feel a shameful wrath.
The blood moon sinks into the horizon. Screaming rages against the chorus.
The sky breaks in two. As the Savior emerges through.
His eyes are piercing.
Without moving His mouth, I hear Him say, “This battle is Mine. Remain still.”
Piercing screams are drowned out by the songs of the saints.
“Glory be to He who lives and conquered death!”
Blinding light fills the darkness. A fire comes out of His mouth and consumes the dark one and the blackened eyes.
New songs of praise are formed on the lips of the saints and offered to Him as a pleasing aroma.
Peace has entered.
His name is Jesus.
Month Question to be shared in a later post- What scriptures do you turn to when afraid or in need of comfort?
Monthly Scripture – (NIV) Galatians 6:17, “From now on, let no one cause me trouble, for I bear on my body the marks of Jesus.”
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