Now if this doesn't get rid of Obama, nothing will...

You are in your car driving home.






Thoughts wander to the game






you want to see or meal you






want to eat, when suddenly






a sound unlike any you've






ever heard fills the air.






The sound is high above you.






A trumpet? A choir? A choir of trumpets?






You don't know, but you want to know..






So you pull over, get out of your car,






and look up.






As you do, you see you






aren't the only curious one.






The roadside has become a parking lot.






Car doors are open, and people are






Staring at the sky.






Shoppers are racing out






of the grocery store.






The Little League baseball






game across the street






has come to a halt.






Players and parents






are searching the clouds.






And what they see, and






what you see,






has never before been seen.






As if the sky were a curtain,






the drapes of the atmosphere part






A brilliant light spills onto the earth.






There are no shadows. None.






From every hue ever seen






and a million more never seen.






Riding on the flow is an endless fleet






of angels.






They pass through the curtains






one myriad at a time,






until they occupy every






square inch of the sky.






North. South. East. West.






Thousands of silvery wings






rise and fall in unison,






and over the sound






of the trumpets,






you can hear the cherubim and seraphim chanting, Holy, holy, holy...






The final flank of angels is






followed by twenty-four






silver-bearded elders






and a multitude of souls






who join the angels in worship.






Suddenly, the heavens are quiet.






All is quiet. The angels






turn, you turn,






the entire world turns and






there He is... Jesus.






Through waves of light






you see the silhouetted figure of Christ






the King. He is atop a great stallion,






and the stallion is






atop a billowing cloud.






He opens his mouth,






and you are surrounded






by his declaration:






I am the Alpha and the Omega.






The angels bow their heads...






The elders remove their crowns...






And before you is a Figure






so consuming that you know,






instantly you know:






Nothing else matters.....






Forget stock markets






and school reports.






Sales meetings and football games.






Nothing is newsworthy..






All that mattered, matters no more..






For Christ has come.






"Amen. Even so, come, LORD Jesus." (Revelation 22:20).