Dreaming of the EndA Poem by Doug BlairSo quickly He comes
I had a dream
Standing in a room Nothing extraordinary But many doors Many windows All with deadbolts. There was an urging “Pay attention, now. All these are going to Shut, close, lock In an eye’s twinkling. Can’t you feel it? Have I not always spoken truth?” I stood in one place Breathless Knowing that it was true Knowing that it was coming. And surenuff They all went off Bang, snap, click. I was elated. Of course He was right! And then another whisper, “Just so, Doug, Shall be the Coming of my Son. Tell them While things remain open. Tell them.”
(Mark 13, 35, 36)
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Added on December 29, 2012 Last Updated on December 29, 2012 Tags: second coming, faith, mercy AuthorDoug BlairWaterloo, Ontario, CanadaAboutIn my sixties. Married. Father of two. Disillusioned lawyer who put on the blue collar. Poet. Blogger. Nature hiker. Newsboy for Jesus. Lover of most things Scots. more..Writing
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