Picture It & Write, October 21, 2012

A brand new beginning. The book of Revelations had been more than a book. More than someone’s view, more than someone’s faith. It had happened. Everything that was told would happen did.

The Christians arose from the grave and went to sit beside the almighty God. The floors opened up and everyone that had ever doubted, or had turned their backs on God, having been told about him, and still refused, were thrown in the pit of hell, to fight it out with the devil.

The beast showed his horns and made all kinds of promises to the ones left behind, that he would take care of them. He promised them a better life than they had ever lived. He promised them fame and fortune, if they would only follow him.

These left behind, had a choice still. They could pick God or choose the devil. If you wanted to choose God, you had to work for it very hard. You may starve almost to death, you may lose your home, your families, your job, and almost your life.

The price was high, but the end reward was living side by side with the almighty one. If you made it to heaven, the gates were made of gold and opened up into a kingdom, like no other that you could possibly even begin to dream of. Diamonds, and gems and stars that twinkled ever so brightly. Light that never disappeared behind a cloud, or lay down to rest.

No more pain, no sickness, cancers, jealousies, cheating, hurting, nothing to feel but happiness and peace. You walked in contentment. You wanted for nothing. Food was rich by hearing the word spoken from the lips of God.

The battles had been played and the chosen ones were now seated, and below in hell were the ones that were left behind or chose to not believe. The screams and tortures could be heard as you could see the devil and all of his followers behind steel bars, that would hold them forever and ever.

A new earth, a new dawn, a new life. The world was good, and it would once again begin to build itself all over again.


These thoughts and opinions are my own beliefs. I did not write anything to anger or hurt anyone in this writing exercise. As for myself, I am a believer of the almighty God. I am working as faithfully as I am able to at this point to walk the path to heaven. Although the works here on earth are difficult and sometimes hard, I will walk forth with faith  a little more each day. I believe with all of my heart, that the work I have endured here on this earth, is nothing in comparison to the work that I would have to do to battle between God and Satan.

I am tired and I carry stress. I have many christian friends, and I have three children, and many grandchildren that I love dearly. My prayer for today, is that not one face turns away from God, that not one human passes from this earth not hearing the word of God, found in the Bible. I pray that we lean unto the Lord who has all the answers and perfect timing.

This has been a joy to write for this week’s writing exercise, given to me by Ermilia. It is a chance to let you know what I am made up inside of my heart and soul. No one can judge me on what clothes I wear, or how heavy I am, how much or little money I have, or what car I drive. I will be judged by one and only one on judgement day, and this is all that matters. My day is coming as quickly as in a blink of an eye. Am I ready?  I hope so.